It has been one whirlwind of a weekend.
Here on Dayre, and at home too.
My Dayre feed has been all about the goodbyes, migration, petitions, theories, "strategies".
I've been resisting the urge to click on the ✒ icon to deposit the narrative I've been having in my head all day.
Partly because I wanted to see how long I can last (2 days) and partly because my mind was anyway too frazzled to write anything coherent.
Then again I'm hardly 100% coherent most of the time.
We went for a family hair cut on Saturday.
Hopefully the same time next year, Allie grows enough hair to get a haircut too. Hahahaha which I doubt, because Clarissa only started getting proper haircuts after she turned 2.
I did not ask her to pose as a flower. 😂🤣
This girl loves getting a haircut.
She tries to look chill and all, but I keep catching her smile to herself in the mirror.
She wants to keep her hair long, so she's been telling everyone, "I cut my fringe only."
And then she became a tuk tuk driver.
Time to eat some toast!
It was a stay-home Sunday yesterday.
Our helper was off, Clarissa was still nursing a runny nose and phlegm-y cough, and Allie was putting up a mini milk strike.
In other words, I was very busy. 😂
"Oh so that's called a milk strike?"
Not sure what went wrong yesterday with this little little one.
She took 30 minutes to finish the morning feed.. And subsequently puked out about 15ml of milk during her nap.
The next feed saw us trying hard to make her finish her milk, only to have her throw up a puddle of it again in the middle of her nap.
So I stopped making her finish her milk once she started crying and refusing to drink. She drank only 80ml for the 5pm and 8pm feeds. 😕
Of course she did not nap well and had to be human-mattressed by Daddy from 930 to 1130pm.
I had to stifle my laugh when Daddy snored and she was stunned for a second before closing her eyes to sleep again. 😂
Thankfully she drank well for the 1130pm and 6am feeds.
Hoping for a better day today. 💪
My mum dropped by yesterday with new mattress covers and yellow-baos (instead of ang-baos) for the girls.
Since we can't give angbaos this year, I've transferred a bigger sum of allowance to my parents this month.
I guess she wants to give some back to the girls.
She asked about my maternity leave, how I could take 6 months off. I was hesitant to tell her about the 1 month no-pay leave for April.
I took this option because I wanted to keep most of my annual leave for this year intact.
I didn't want to tell her because she might start questioning why, because not getting paid for a month is so.. bad?
BUT she said, "Wah so good can take 6 months. You should have more kids."
So I decided to tell her. 😂
It is not that easy. It comes with sacrifices.
And, what a feeble attempt. 😂
It's worse than counting the number of lines on Allie's thighs. 😅😂🤣
I didn't feel angry or irritated though.
Instead I found myself wondering, in the new world next month, the world without Dayre, where should I write about such things my mum says?
If I shared this on IG, do I post a picture of A) my mum talking, B) Clarissa frowning, C) Crows flying across the sky or D) Random #ootd of myself looking thoughtful? 😂😂
If I shared this on WordPress, would there still be people, virtual friends, my sisters, commenting on it and telling me not to be angry or sharing with me a similar thing that happened to them?
If I didn't write about it at all, would my head eventually explode from the sheer amount of narrative that did not get released somewhere, somehow?
Yet the truth is, nothing lasts forever.
Even the two co-founders of Netcentric are sueing each other.
There are suggestions floating around, for its original creator to buy Dayre back. Afterall, 1) He says he had a Grand Plan since its inception, which the current decision makers are not following through and 2) He is rich.
And then there were suggestions on how to make Dayre commercially viable. Or people who said, oh I would have done this if you guys shared the target!
Let's just say I've never truly appreciated the meaning of 马。后。炮。until the past two days.
That said, I've signed the petition and I've done the survey.
The former, because I genuinely am willing to pay to use this app.
The latter, because #职业病. I love data and consumer stories. And of course every little sample size helps in statistics. n=301 is better than n=300.
I was also curious to see if the questions and data would help build the case.
A little disappointed that they missed out an option for Mothers and Babies, which I dare say would be the most lucrative of all the categories.
But hopefully the survey catches enough "Other" responses to include it in the pitch.
And also, the point about low user base but much higher conversion rates to trial.
Whether Dayre is saved successfully or not, it is the people and the passion that counts.
Even people who used to be loggerheads with each other are joining forces to make it happen.
I guess it goes both ways – no friends forever, no enemies forever either.
I'm not very optimistic about it (mostly because I don't want to be disappointed), though I can certainly do with more time to back up my 3.5 years of posts than the miserly 2 weeks they gave us.
No one owes us anything.
But dude, you said April so the least you could do is to stick to it.
Allow me to continue posting these post-poop happy face pictures while I find time to back up.