I have no patience

Been a while since i rant about work. And today i need an avenue to rant and i can't find any other place to rant.

Anyway I have been tagged with this planner of mine for the past almost 2 years. Well firstly when under the first boss he was the pet, hence he kind of got promoted very quickly even though his skills are lacking. I personally feel he is not equipped yet to deal with a planner role yet. Of coz final promotion decision did not lie with me. Hence he was promoted despite my better reservations.

I mean he is not a BAD worker to be honest. He is good natured at heart and genuinely tries to do his work to the best he can. However in June he suddenly request for sabbatical break of 2 months. Citing he needs to find his work mojo back, & that he needed to find back himself. So he made his point to the management and again it was decided that he will be given that much needed break of 2 months. 

Again not about being a bitch but seriously after 2 years of working he is telling me he needs farking sabbatical. That is BS. Truly. I mean i have been working for almost a decade and i had never taken a friggin sabbatical before. Does that mean that i am a workaholic or have no other aspirations? I don't get kids nowadays. I really don't. 

The worst thing is now that he is back from his 2 months break, i expected a fresher person but he seems more chui than before. And i hate that. I mean come on you have friggin 2 months to do nothing, jolly well get your farking act together and work. I told him being a planner means he is more senior and that he needs to carry his weight and able to anticipate things. But he is telling me he is used to taking instructions, i was like then you might as well be an executive. Arrggghhh. 

Sometimes i talk to him it seems that whatever i say is not registering in his head and it disturbs me. He always just give me a friggin blank look which i hate. I really do. I mean whatsup with this boy. V told me i have to be soft and more encouraging to him. Like say more words of praise rather than reprimanding him. I am like but he had not done stuff that is deserving my praise. Isn't fake praise worst?!? V said basically just change my tone of voice. -_- geeez 

Gosh it is really irking me and i don't know what to do. Maybe i should change him off. Get the executive and leave this planner over to Adtitya. Let him & myself have a fair share of change of environment, so he can feel more confident about himself. Will bring it up to mr Orhpeh on Monday when i see him. 

Guess thats all i can do for now. 

K thats all for today. Sign off....

Trying to make sense of it all....Blessed that i am seeing you at 23 weeks

Wow...so fast another week zoom past.

This week to Dr Fong was so so only. Lil Emmanuel growing well but the mummy is growing exceedingly well! Boo...am at 67.2kg when i should only be 65kg. So I must go back to controlling my weight gain, back to carb-less, salads and small little meals.

Wow past week, alot of things happening. I felt the little one more pronounced at letting me know he is inside me.I moved into my new place. We bought MORE bb stuff aside from stroller - Like inquiring maid services, bought my breast pumps, random baby clothes & socks & talking more to the lil one.

The whole prepping to welcome this lil fellow is serious biz. I mean initially i can joke like its surreal and all. Week by week, seriously I feel a sense of panic especially at night when i lie there quietly trying to fall asleep. I hate the fact that i am not in control of the situation - like delivery date, the quality of the confinement lady, the way the baby is going to behave, the way I AM gonna behave.

I hate not knowing all of these prior to the arrival. Like now i don't have any specifics and i hate that. Sometimes i feel like i am all alone feeling the weight of this lil one. V is like absorb in preparing the house, and i am the vessel holding the lil fellow. So detached and weird. Blame it on the hormones but i really feel like screaming out at V. Haiz..no rhyme or reason.

I don't know if i am ready to handle the change. I can't envisioned me saying goodbye to my own- time and spending all waking hours coo-ing & ahhh-ing to this lil fellow!! Am i normal for having such thoughts? Sorry my dearie lil Emmanuel for having that thought. ><

Haha Natie was so sweet...she told me will organize babies playgroups where we can house the babies together while the adults can have reasonable sane conversations. Aww...look fwd to that...

k enough ranting for today ....eve of Haji...no mood to work ....;P

A surreal reality.... Left with 18 weeks

Haha just back from my babymoon and I feel reality hits. *points to subject!!

Today VNA attended our very first baby fair. Gosh it was madness....we never knew one can buy trolley-loads of diapers and formulas!!! Geeez... Like serious biz. I have never seen an invasion of fellow preggers and newborns congregating together!! Definitely an eye-opener for both of us. 

Before going...I told V what to expect. Told him what I wanted to buy so we can be focused and get thru the crowd. We could deal with people but not the snake-line queues that followed. How can people bring their newborns to the fair? That poor child. 

Anyway as I settle into the fact we are gonna be parents and that a lifelong learning awaits both of us, we had to start preparing for the lil one arrival. Hence the baby fair.

Anyway we were proud to buy a Capella Cony stroller for this lil fellow. And it's gonna be a bright orange one. No red like dad's Lexus but hey this is just as cool. Thanks to my fellow gf - Shermeen for her kind recommendation. 

While there we also managed to get our fridge & other nick knacks for our new love nest. Can't wait to move in come this weekend- awesomeness!!! 

A pic of our stroller....the first big item for our lil boy- Emmanuel (trying to get used to this name) geeez....

Looks cool right... Apparently it's a one -hand maneuver stroller.... So shall see how I handle it ...in 18 weeks time... ;P