Showing posts with label kiddo. Show all posts
Showing posts with label kiddo. Show all posts

Wednesday, February 29, 2012

29th February

flight of stairs where we sat on
and first held hands (hee) on 29.2.04
8 years ago on this day
at melbourne's crown casino
we were sitting on one of the steps of this flight of stairs
gazing at the changing lights on the ceiling
and deliberating if we should make the move
from being friends to a couple
& since we were in a casino
we decided to take a gamble hah...

3 years after that
k took me to another casino
(genting highlands! not enough moolah to take me back to the same staircase)
and proposed to me

flowers from k
8 years on and here we are
celebrating an anniversary that comes w every leap year
and this time w a cute 电灯泡 (lightbulb) by the name of Sean
weekend stay at goodwood park hotel w sean

Friday, February 24, 2012

there's something about sean

*warning :: indulgent post of newborn by mama ahead

a-picture-a-day of sean's expressions till his 满月 at 4-weeks old 

our son seems to have a comic element about him
of all his expressions, i luff the way he frowns, most
every time he does it i wanna laugh
it's like this tiniest being is thinking & pondering soo hard
about something

these are a few of his frowns ::
why the frown sean? what are u thinking about?

okies lah, he is after all still a baby,
can't be in deep thoughts all the time right? ::
"yaayy!!"

& according to my sisters, 
he is their darling dua-bah-pow (大肉包) sean-sean ::
dua-bah-pow  大肉包    

but most of all, he is truly my sweet heart ;)
sean & mama


Monday, February 20, 2012

minkie blankie


story ::
when one has a kiddo
one starts to observe things that one has never noticed
like: how to balance a pram up and down the escalator -
if u do see someone doing that, it's either:
1. there is no bb in the pram
2. they are inexperienced first time parents (like us!)
because experienced parents will tell u - take the lift!
its dangerous to do a balancing act w the pram & a bb in it

wells, in my whatspp group chat that i have on bbtalk
the most savvy and well-referenced mommy has got to b W
need to know where to buy the best-value bb toiletries? - ask W
where to get a nice personalised bb gift? - ask W
and she's the one who introduced us to the minky blanket
it's made of a material that feels like mink -
extremely smooth and plushie
and you can order one from here - a stroller size blankie (26" x 34") will set you back by $43 dollars
another mommy libee who's been busy as a bee
sewing projects for her new bb ethan and other bb,
with her resourcefulness found a source to buy this minky fabric
through her, i got myself a piece of minky to sew a blanket for Sean!
i made two small blankies with it - one for home, and one for gai-gai (outings)



here he is, snuggled in his pram under the minky
enjoying his milk & looking really comfy
(that's his dad's method of feeding him - hands-free tsk! tsk!)

t-shirt buddies

story ::
in the two weeks that i stopped work prior to the edd of sean
i was packing the wardrobe and collected a handful of t-shirts
which were still in good condition but i no longer wanted to wear
and i thought: it would be sweet if sean had a personalised toy to hug,
made from my clothes
so i decided to try my hands on making one

after i made a big-headed sprite (pic top left) for sean
my other mommy friends and sister-in law wanted one for their kiddo too!
hence i made ::
| rabbit-long-ears wearing a miss-sixty stripey dress for sweet ash
| monkey-long-tail for ethan from a top which his mommy wore and later gave me a long time ago
| pouty-lipped spritekin for animated je who likes to pout her mouth
  & a birdie brooch to wear on her first birthday
| smiley panda for happy liam who's always so smiley and jolly


these t-shirt buddies are made from a combination of my t-shirts (washed of course!) and felt
and the templates from a book of the aranzi aronzo series
then i thought again, i could take requests from other mommies
if they wanted a t-shirt buddy for their bb,
and to make it more meaningful,
they could pass me one of their t-shirts!
but mmm... it would be quite a hassle, no?
ah wells, think i'll stop at these 5 buddies for the moment =)


Sunday, January 8, 2012

i'm a mom!


It is most upsetting that this post was somehow deleted…
Heart pain heart pain… fellow bloggers, 
please remember to back up your blog
So I’m trying very hard to recall what I penned for this post…

I’ve always had this awful feeling that the bb inside me is “not real”
Despite his constant kicking and a growing tummy…

We waited and waited on Christmas (EDD for bb)
And Christmas came and passed without any signs of bb wanting to come out to see this world
Hence we decided to proceed as planned to induce baby on the afternoon of 27.12.12 at the gynae’s clinic.
Early in the morning of 27.12.12 I was elated as I had some discharge!
So we called the gynae who advised us to go to the hospital
After a painful check the nurse said there was no dilation and so it was back to the original plan
At the clinic, the nurse inserted the first pill and we went home to sleep the wait…
In the evening after a simple meal of teochew porridge (nurse exclaimed why didn’t we go for a big feast??) we returned to the clinic for a check *painful*… still no dilation…
The dr then proceeded to insert 2 more pills & advised us to check in to the hospital before midnight
We decided to wait it out at my parents’ place in case the contractions started and the climb up our 4-sty flight would be too much of a challenge.
Both my sis went back to parents’ place too 
and they kept making me laugh so hard!
On the way to Mt. A close to midnight I finally felt something!
Like someone squeezing my stomach really really hard!!!
Finally it’s happening!
In the wee hours of the morning the nurse came to check and to our disappointment, there was no dilation at all… despite the contractions at 5min apart.
By then from sucking so much “laughing gas” for the past 6 hours, my face was quite bloated.
And on my dr’s instruction, the nurse inserted the 4th pill.

It was most excruciating because the nurse had to ensure that it was inserted quite deeply
so that it would not be expelled
I was writhing and kicking in pain and sucking at the gas with all my might
Made me cry and k heart broken.

The dr came in later and advised that i should take the epidural already
don't ask me why i didn't take it earlier... 
In the afternoon when the dr came to check – we were most elated because finally there was 3cm of dilation!! However in the evening when the nurse checked it was still only 3cm… 
I was so so sad... we kept singing to bb, willing him to come out soon!
And bb did try! When the dr checked, he already had a kaput on his head
he was doing his best to "come out" but my dilation just wasn't there.
when the dr came back at 8pm to check there was some progress to the dilation - 4cm!
however she also advised us to consider the option of cesarean
as we wouldn’t know if the dilation would continue or halt as we had already waited for almost 24 hours 
but I was totally unprepared as the notion of cesarean never ever crossed my mind…

Thank God for k to make the decision to go for cesarean per the dr’s advise
because bb was a whopping 3.8kg!
K said that when dr was pulling bb out it was quite a struggle
Couldn’t imagine if I had persisted to continue the wait for natural birth

And when I heard his first cry in the OT
That was when it all felt real.
Thank God for this miracle, k for this gift and, yes I’m actually a mom!

our first family photo

Saturday, August 13, 2011

mub mub yt-taf

that was what my fren S and I called fat people when we were young
our secret code word "mub mub yt-taf" for fatties
(how mean kids can be hahah)
try pronouncing it, it's really cute
it's actually a reverse of "fatty bum bum" hahah

and now looks like I'm turning into a mub mub yttaf myself!!!
*sob*
I remember I was really plump and stubby when I was between the age of 15 to my early 20s
think I was around 50kg ++
my mum always said I was a late bloomer, and told my sisters, that I was still in my 发育期 at the age of 20...
hahaha and my sisters would scoff at me, especially my very svelte second sis
not in malice, but at my mum's rather contrived logic to explain my rather mub mub yt-taf bod
strangely enough mum was right!
I started losing weight when I was in Melbourne
and somehow gradually over the years
I lost about 10kg...
it wasn't through any form of diet nor exercise, the appetite just reduced and I naturally ate less
coupled with a high-stress job... and I suspected my bone mass was depreciating cos i was actually shrinking in height...
hereditary I guess...

back to why I'm turning back into a mub mub yt-taf
it's the pregnancy! initially I lost a bit of weight due to bad morning sickness in the first trimester
however into my second trimester, things started looking up and I was regaining my appetite
and at my visit to my gynae yesterday, she said I had put on too much weight over the past month!
yikes!!!

the healthy weight gain per month is 1.5kg, and I had put on 3kg!
must be the McDonalds sausage mcmuffin and ice Milo brekkie
that the husband and I have been indulging almost every morning before work...
so now I got to watch my sugar and carbs intake,
limit to only 1 sweet drink (=fruit juices only) and a glass of milk daily,
and that's it. plain water for the rest of the day
and if I have any sugar cravings, I should only be taking a fruit!
*sob*
and strangely enough during this pregnancy, the foods that I felt like taking
are mostly what the husband likes...sweet kaya toast, Macs hotcakes, cheesecakes...
I used to to have a really salty tooth, but now I cannot really stomach any potato chips, which was like my favourite food at anytime, at all!

charting my weight:
original weight: 44kg
may: 42kg
june: 43kg
jul: 45.7kg
aug: 48.9kg

so the rate of weight gain for the last month was really shocking
if I'm allowed to gain only 12kg, throughout the pregnancy,
these should be my ideal weight in the coming months:
sept: 51.2kg
oct: 52.4kg
nov: 53.6kg
dec: 54.8kg

keeping the weight gain in the healthy range is really important because I'm small built
and if kiddo gets too big, it will be difficult for natural birth
and I have a great phobia of childbirth!!! *faints*


Friday, August 5, 2011

bedsheets for kiddo

bought a pair of plain 100% cotton bedsheets from ikea
for $15, to doodle on them for kiddo
may he have happy dreams
of the ocean, skies, flying, nature...

all things bright and beautiful
all creatures great and small
all things wise and wonderful
the Lord God made them all




(can i say i think they look nicer in real life
than in photos? haaa...
the sheets look so crumply and harsh
and an awful shade in the pics
but i'm really too lazy to iron them

and retake nicer photos... =S)

Thursday, August 4, 2011

Between Two Trees



kk saw this sign whilst driving hm fr work
and thought the name was quite unique
i did a search to find out more
and this poem represented this preschool's belief
which i thought was quite good
firstly, using a poem to represent their belief
secondly, it's a really meaningful poem
and coincientally, one of the names i had thought of naming
one of the imaginary businesses that i'ld own
was - A Hundred

The Hundred Languages Of Children
by Loris Malaguzzi

The child
is made of one hundred.
The child has
a hundred languages
a hundred hands
a hundred thoughts
a hundred ways of thinking
of playing, of speaking.
A hundred always a hundred
ways of listening
of marvelling, of loving
a hundred joys
for singing and understanding
a hundred worlds
to discover
a hundred worlds
to invent
a hundred worlds
to dream.

The child has
a hundred languages
(and a hundred hundred hundred more)
but they steal ninety-nine.
The school and the culture
separate the head from the body.
They tell the child:
to think without hands
to do without head
to listen and not to speak
to understand without joy
to love and to marvel
only at Easter and at Christmas.
They tell the child:
to discover the world already there
and of the hundred
they steal ninety-nine.

They tell the child:
that work and play
reality and fantasy
science and imagination
sky and earth
reason and dream
are things
that do not belong together.
And thus they tell the child
that the hundred is not there.
The child says:
No way. The hundred is there.