Spying on my little life: Our domestic helper's birthday!

Mommy got pregnant with me last October and Daddy got Mommy a maid to look after us so that Mommy and I (in the little tummy) willve punctual and proper meal times and Mommy would not need to do the housework.

It never came across to Daddy that he would do laundry or cooking or anything along that line.

And so sometime in early Decemeber, they casually wanted to find out more about having a maid at Bukit Timah Shopping centre at about 9pm when they are all almost closing.

The maid agency briefed them on the regulations and the charges and showed us some Indonesian maid pictures with very dodgy bio-data, stating that they can handle babies, cook, speak English and other Mrs Incredible's capablilities.

Daddy was very particular about the maid's hygiene and looks. Just in case the baby Gwen sees too much of her and end up looking like her.

Mummy wasconcerned that the maid speaks very broken English and I will soon learn to speak like her.

Employing a maid is a big issue. Afterall, its about inviting a stranger to live in your home, which is, supposedly the safest place on earth.

Daddy did an"elimination" round based on looks as the data was unreliable anyway.

"Too fat."

"Too thin."

"Too pimply." (full of pimples)

"Look too sleepy."

"Not chio." (!!!!!!)

Then the agent came back with a separate profile she kept in another file. She said that she reserved this maid for one of her regular client to change as her client's current maid is afraid of taking care of her pet retriever. However she decided to give her current maid a chance as the maid was overall good-natured and hardworking.

This maid looked happy, cheerful and most importantly, not blur!

And so, Daddy and Mommy signed the contract and arranged for the maid to be flown to Singapore in January.

Dad and Mom was aware that she is only 1.58m tall... or hrmmm...short.

Daddy went to pick the maid up in January but she was soooo petite!

But generally, the maid was very polite and surprising can speak basic English and understands what Mommy asked her to do. Mommy thinks she is one of the better maids among all the horrid stories around.

She doesnt really know how to cook except for fried chicken and Mommy taught her how.

Her routine included washing Daddy's car every morning, wash 2 toilets, the balconies the house and does laundry on alternate days.

Mommy still mostly do the cooking as she enjoys it with homecooked little parties with her besties and then dump the dish washing part to the maid.

The maid was so free till she sneak to watch TV when my parents were out (which was caught red handed when Mommy came home early! In fact, Mommy has already given her the time slot to watch TV along with her after washing up the dishes after dinner.)

She was also so free that she sat at the balcony and drew a landscape picture of the HBD flats across the apartment!Which again, Mommy came across.

But ever since i was born, life was never the same again for her... she has to scrub plenty of my cloth diapers which i sometimes use in the day, my daily laundry, fresh change of my parent's bedsheet as i puke milk on it all the time, sterilise bottles and above all continue to wash car..2 toilets...etc.

On 26th July, it was her birthday and Mommy decided to celebrate it for her. Daddy and Mommy gave her a surprise by treating her at a Indonesian restaurant in case she was feeling nostalgic and also bought her a chocolate cake and a new red wallet : )