The 2nd Month

The most difficult 1st month is over.. 2nd month is getting to know her..

She is 5.2 kg and 57 cm

We are still clueless about her looks.. sometimes she looks totally chinese and some days eurasian.. when you look at her she doesn't look like any of us haiz.. sometimes we wonder where she is picked up from.. the only think we are sure she is ours is that she has the exact frown like the father.. of all things, she inherited her father's grouchy-ness..

Now if we pick out each feature: her double eye lids comes peeping once in a while.. her hair is brown like DD trev (though it is obviously greying).. has grey eyes which we think will turn brown like DD trev.. has my ugly nose (hate my nose and she has to have it) am pulling it and am hoping it rises.. has my beautiful chin keke.. oh and she has my dimples though its not deep yet.. so we can't wait to see her bloom


Mummy brought me to Shangri La hotel for Hi Tea.. she said I behaved well



We went to Daddy's new office.. he just finished his 2 weeks reservist, was very tired



I'm in Daddy's chair.. Daddy says its retrenchment proof

BB [V] takes a verrrrrrrry longgggggg time to fall asleep haiz I hate it... she is always so distracted by her surrondings and by the time she realized she is sleepy she cries the house down.. boring.. cause it is so difficult to coax her to sleep...



I just woke up.. waiting for my bath



Mummy bought me this swing so that I can shut up..

Pacificer don't seem to be as effective now.. like all babies she likes motion and I wonder if a sarong can solve this problem or is this a passing phase cause she falls asleep easily at night when I put her in her sleeping bag, with the lights off and the aircon switched on... She sleeps from 10pm to 10am every day or should I say there abouts ..+/- wakes up 5am on the dot for her milk and I'm the weakest from 4-8am.. it has always been the same all these years, if I'm clubbing after 4am I usually am talking nonsense due to the alcohol and if I'm working I must take my rest at this time...



We are in Mummy's old room.. Daddy gotta go for 2 weeks reservist.. mummy says so cramp-ed...



Bam Bam kay-po... with daddy uniform thingy

She is starting to smile and is getting so interactive with her grumbles and coo-ing that we all truly enjoy.





And they say some babies start young.. and we didn't teach her to make this bad sign...

Rant Post

So this is a rant post, don’t expect nice things…

I really cannot comprehend men sometimes… whenever the baby cries, they ALWAYS say that the baby is hungry… the 2 grandpas and DD Trev is the same!! Nothing goes through their thick skull that the bb might be cold, hot, bored, tired or the most importantly, poo…freaking irritating!! The worse is when you just finish feeding them, they take over to play and 10 mins later she cries… “She is hungry”...(this applies to every ember of the Ngs) I mean what nonsense, why is it can’t be that she doesn’t wannce seyour face

Since I breastfeed BB [V], I realized that DD Trev doesn’t really have the opportunity to bond with her except for when he bathes her in morning. So I decided to express my milk so as to let him feed, he doesn’t do any night feeds as I know he has to work the next day.
But it is very tiring for me as it is a 3 hourly feed and I take ½ hr to 1 hr to pump, so u can imagine the amount of sleep I get.

But I think he really took it for granted…I remembered after my confinement, he stayed in the hall and watched his football for a good 4-5 hours… okie, I gave in as I know he needs his timeout but when he stared making a habit... Man, I gave him my dose of verbal diarrhoea … So I told him since he wants his “me” time, he does night feed on that day so I can have my “me” sleep.

Then came another issue…

Mummies are naturally sensitive to her baby’s cries at night, but somehow daddies don’t… they have the capability to sleep through. So you can imagine the 1st night feed, BB [V] started with an “eh” to a “neh” to a “wah” to a “wahhhhhhhhh” and my dear husband was still sleeping (so much for watching his football), I had to wake him up to fix the milk…

And so the next issue…

He took so lonnnnngggggggggggg…….. he wakes up, does his pee(for what?), goes to the kitchen all with his eyes half closed… by then the bb was already wailing but he was nonchalant about the seriousness of a hungry bb, I had to stuff my boob in to appease her. He comes in a good “forever” minutes, scratching his balls and rubbing his eyes...Men… After a few times, he became better and got trained to be more sensitive…and so I continue with the torturous night feeds.

Then he does the most irritating thing…

I manage to train him to be more sensitive to the bb cries at night, now the issue is… when he wakes up to her cries, he doesn’t get up to make milk… BUT instead pats the bb and asks her to go back to sleep and he himself falls back asleep!!! How not to get irritated?? Or there is the other thing that he does when he is half asleep and I’m feeding her, he will wake up say “why you wake her, she never cry let her sleep lar” he did this to me for a good one week until I couldn’t take it , got up switched on the light and shouted “For f*** I do that for?? If u r not such a cock, u will know your daughter was crying her lungs out and will help me to fix her milk instead of talking nonsense?”

Since then he stopped and does occasionally wake up to fix her milk especially when my face is super black…for men don’t have initiative

V's 1st outing

Met up with some mummies from SMH (Singapore motherhood forum -Jan thread)

Was very exciting as I have never met any of them though we have been chatting for a few months oredi..

Our 1st outing after my confinement.. was fun and BB V had a great time interacting with other babies of her age ..




bradley, juvius, jewel, john andre, kyan, leann, victoria



we lined the babies up according to their birthdates.. V is the youngest



V: John !! Your hand,pain pain



John: Sorry V, I got excited... I love you

V: *Blushing*



V: Doosh.. my face!! Ouch



Leann: psst.. I think Kyan likes me lei, V...

V: John told me just now that he loves me..



the mummies from SMH.. just some.. there are many more



Juvius is 6 KG.. so shiok to carry



BB V and Mummy Flo enjoyed ourselves...

One month old

The cover



6 cupcakes, 2 ang ku kueh and my name card



It has my name



So pretty



My stylo mylo name card



Mummy changed me 4 times.. I got angry!!
In the end , we decided on butterfly..
aunty in australia gave me.. (p.s mummy hates butterflies, but she said this one fits best)



ooooy KPE .. the lights is making me groggy


We went a few places, collected more ang baos..
mummy was so excited about my cupcakes
too bad I can't eat



Daddy was so tired.. sweet things are my daddy's favourite..
I'm happy he likes it

My Lappie

I need to shop....

Ever since I got pregnant, I became hooked on my lappie.. but the problem now is that my lappie died on me again.. haiz.. I have issues and that is I am very capable of spoiling laptops. I am using DD T's lappie now and am VERY wary on my usage, just in case I do something silly..

Okie, the thing is that everytime it kpo.. I run to DD T.. He being the IT expert, will try to repair it and of course nag at me at the same time.. its always "dun open so many applications, run 1 program at 1 time, don't be impatient and just wait, don't keep clicking, stop downloading! this website is corrupted! did u clear your cookies? y u open so many windows?"
the list goes on..

For the 8 years, I have changed many lappies and he has sent my lappies for COUNTLESS repairs.. but just that now he doesn't nag, he just stares at me ..haiz

The problem with the last lappie is my keyboard died and I (opps him!) have sent it in 3 times

Should I repair or should I buy?

$24.24

read this in the forum..

THE PRICE OF CHILDREN

This is just too good not to pass on to all. Something
absolutely positive for a change. I have repeatedly seen the
breakdown of the cost of raising a child, but this is the first time I have
seen the rewards listed this way. It's nice.

The government recently calculated the cost of raising
a child from birth to 18 and came up with $160,140.00 for a middle
income family.Talk about price shock! That doesn't even touch
college tuition.

But $160,140.00 isn't so bad if you break it down.
It translates into:

* $8,896.66 a year,
* $741.38 a month, or
* $171.08 a week.
* That's a mere $24.24 a day!
* Just over a dollar an hour.

Still, you might think the best financial advice is
don't have children if you want to be 'rich.' Actually, it is just
the opposite.

What do you get for your $160,140.00?

* Naming rights. First, middle, and last!
* Glimpses of God every day.
* Giggles under the covers every night.
* More love than your heart can hold.
* Butterfly kisses and Velcro hugs.
* Endless wonder over rocks, ants, clouds, and warm cookies.
* A hand to hold, usually covered with jelly or chocolate.
* A partner for blowing bubbles and flying kites.
* Someone to laugh yourself silly with, no matter what the boss said
or how your stocks performed that day.

For $160,140.00, you never have to grow up. You get to:

* finger-paint,
* carve pumpkins,
* play hide-and-seek,
* catch lightning bugs, and
* never stop believing in Santa Claus.

You have an excuse to:

* keep reading the Adventures of Piglet and Pooh,
* watch Saturday morning cartoons,
* go to Disney movies, and
* wish on stars.
* You get to frame rainbows, hearts, and flowers under refrigerator
magnets and collect! spray painted noodle wreaths for Christmas, hand
prints set in clay for Mother's Day, and cards with backward letters
for Father's Day.

For a mere $24.24 a day, there is no greater bang for your buck. You
get to be a hero just for:

* retrieving a Frisbee off the garage roof,
* takin g the training wheels off a bike,
* removing a splinter,
* filling a wading pool,
* coaxing a wad of gum out of bangs, and coaching a baseball team
that never wins but always gets treated to ice cream regardless.

You get a front row seat in history to witness the:
* first step,
* first word,
* first bra,
* first date, and
* first time behind the wheel.

You get to be immortal. You get another branch added to your family
tree, and if you're lucky, a long list of limbs in your obituary
called grandchildren and great grandchildren. You get an
education in psychology, nursing, criminal justice, communications,
and human sexuality that no college can match.

In the eyes of a child, you rank right up there under God. You have
all the power to heal a boo-boo, scare away the monsters
under the bed, patch a broken heart, police a slumber party, ground
them forever, and love them without limits, so one day they will, like
you, love without counting the cost. That is quite a deal for the
price!!!!!!!

Love & enjoy your children & grandchildren & great-grandchildren !!!!!!!
It's the best investment you'll make!

So true!

after reading this article, I realized that having bb v is cheaper than my packet of marlboro and my glass of whiskey water...

Candid shots

here are some of her quirky looking photos that we sooooooo lurve...