When Things get Ugly...

I should have blogged about it when I was mad pissed at her. Now all I have is a cluttered mind with life events in my head........ fuh.

I do not understand my superior. We don't have to click. I do not have any intention to be her best buddy, or maybe even a buddy. However, I do respect her position. I admire her ability in solving the lab stuff, but damn her emotional intelligence is almost zero. Suck at managing people which in her case can be a downfall. Not to me, but her. Needless to mention about our feelings, she has a huge lack in that.

I had a breakdown last Wednesday because of her. She chooses a junior over me to be in a meeting! And that happened right after I told her I intend to join the meeting since there was nothing much to do in the lab. I know that she likes that junior more than me, but you don't have to show it that obvious. I was so shocked, the junior felt so bad since she didn't want to hurt neither of our feelings but then decided to follow her to meeting. Superior menang.

I hate hate hate a Superior who practises favoritism. Why do it at work? Do it only with your shoes, or clothes, or cars (if you have more than 1 at home) .. Do not do favoritism with people. It hurts them. I see so many examples of parents being extra nice to one of their kids, and it is just intolerant. You do not think the other kids of yours does not deserve to be loved equally even though they might lack in areas that you favoured in your "most beloved son/daughter".

And when it comes to work, be professional. You are someone we look up to. My friends and I are tired of taking your shitty attitude. You give all the important work that I once handled to my junior, and now I am left like a jobless punk. I do not understand you one bit. Do whatever you want. Favour her whatever you want since you girls talk the same Northern language, but if you give me a KPI I do not think I deserve, I will, without a doubt, complain to the right channel.

I hope you will read this. For once, try to tackle the EQ. I do not think anyone here likes you anyway. I used to look up at you, wanting to be almost like you with your skills and knowledge. Now? All I see in you is you being my Head of Unit. No more, no less.

Respect? ..Only for the position you are in now... Not the person.

Surviving Motherhood

Life is a total change just as soon as little Emily came into this world. Sleepless nights, weird eating habits, never- ending house chores and much more were injected into our lives.

Thank God for The Hubby, as he has been so patient in handling my super- moody attitude. The baby, as adorable as she is, can take the toll out of my excitement of being a mother. I know, every newbie mothers experience this. Some may get through this like a breeze, while others, well, let's just say it's just depressing.

Surviving motherhood, I am still doing it ever since my mom flew back home 2 weeks during my confinement. I gotta say, the first 2 weeks afterwards without Mom was hard. Really hard especially when I kept on having the feeling of doing it alone. I had to take care of Emily and myself as I still have not completed my confinement period. I remember crying when I still have a heavy flow "period" even at the fourth week. And it is just hard when everyone around keeps on putting pressure on breastfeeding and scolded when I told them that I give my Emily formula every night, for my convenient sake. All accused me of being a lazy arse, when what they didn't know is that there was a night I almost dropped my baby from my lap during breastfeeding. She was only 4 days old. From that moment on, I have decided to just give her with bottle at night. Faster, safer. I am still pumping for stock though.

Thank God I am still Emily's favourite kilang susu instead of the formulas. Hehe.

Emily is now 7 weeks old. Of course there's still some nights where she just robbed our sleep away. Wailing and screaming for apparently no reason. But I guess The Hubby and I are getting better at handling her. By the way, she can see and smile for us already! So happy.

ya, still have a long way to go before I get back to my pre- pregnancy body. Am doing lots of dancing and house chores at home to burn all that baby fat!

OK la.. time for her to change into pyjamas. Happy Weekend you all!!