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...

Confinement practices

When grandmother Clara insisted that I do confinement, I was so defiant. So old fashioned!!!! But after doing my research, I relented (to some).

Food, ginger, DOM:

No seafood, chicken and egg due to the stitches. So its just fish and pork, drenched in rice wine for warming the body, ginger to dispel the wind. Soupy dishes to increase breast milk flow, fruits for fiber.

There is a need to "warm" up the body so that mummies can perspire to expel the wind and whatever water retention.

Pig Trotters with black vineger:

When we did the antenatal class, the physiotherapist told us that mummies lose a lot of collagen in our body. That why mummies have a tendency to creak and crack whenever we move our joints. This is because the body is preparing for childbirth by softening the ligaments.

So after birth, in chinese culture we must eat pig trotters (the skin and fats) to replenish the collagen in our bodies, the black vinegar is to break down the cartilage of the pig trotters , so it is calcium infused and the ginger is to dispel the wind. Luckily, I like to eat this dish. I must eat more so I can have more collagen for my face, must look pretty mah. I guess that is why some mothers look even better after giving birth. But it DAMN fattening.. what the heck!!

Drinking of water:

I asked Dr Han on why we can’t drink water and he explained that water is considered ‘cooling’. He said the pores are open after delivery, so we shouldn’t introduce cooling things. So every drink must be warmed like milo, or the longan drink. He say don’t defy and drink… he say I follow (doctor lei) But I tried my luck by asking if we can drink warmed ribena.. he say no.

Grandmother Barbara said not to drink water too. She said she didn’t follow, and still drank cold water, that’s why she bloat and never was able to lose her pregnancy weight, scary... coming from an Eurasian, she win... I’m following

Bathing:

Grandmother Clara allows bathing and washing of hair, so there isn’t any problem. But still don’t understand why must mummies bath in herb water… but I’m not pushing my luck here

Not exposed to the "open"

I had my windows all opened, sat in front of an osilating fan, slept in air conditioned room. Oh man, I even walk around topless. Can't help it as this breastfeeding thingy is damn difficult. There is the pumping, latching, sleepy child, blah! So trying..

Wearing bed room slippers

Its the don't walk around bare foot cause of cold floor and wind and the whatever. I read the malays are very particular about this cause mummies should not hit their left big toe. (The uterus point is there) I learn from my massage lady that the left foot has all the major organs points, so its important to start massage from the left foot. Interesting..

My thoughts on confinement: MUST.. I take back what i said... Will do it for my future babies.. It is very necesary as mummies are treated like a queen during this time. I felt so weak the first 2 weeks..and not forgetting the F$%^ing pain..arrgh! I just couldn't keep my eyes open half the time, BB[V] was also a sleepyhead then. As I regain my strength so did she and now I miss her sleeping days cause NOW she is always awake!! Me got no me time!!!

Bottom line: I will only follow these selected few as it is for beauty. The rest forget it….

Aunty Jaundice and Uncle Colick

Honestly.. Evil....

I don't understand why this Aunty Jaundice and Uncle Colick enjoys visiting newborn babies. I mean babies should be left alone to sleep and drink. Period.

It took us a total of 23 days and 6 visits to the polyclinic for stoopid Aunty Jaundice to go away. It was so torturing to have to worry about the small one looking so yellow, many aliments were tried to extinguish the jaundice. Example; getting some herbs from the medical hall and bathe the small one in some power yellow coloured water, letting her drink double boiled red dates drink, n for mummy flo; eliminating all ginger from my food.

We were not able to comprehend the polyclinic checks initially, I mean the last time I visited a polyclinic was many donkey years ago just to get a MC to "pontang" school. In this current times, polyclinic look quite stylo mylo with the bright lights and the cherrie-o coloured chairs though they are stingy on the air-con lar, damn hot.. But the main problem is the people there, damn gross loh.. quite freaky-ish actually... its the one eyed dragon and one armed bandit type of crowd, the old folks have this "see who cough the loudest", the men "I got thicker phlgem than you" the children "I like to scream" the sick "my goal is to make others sick" competitions .. all held concurrently!!

But the issue here is about cost, a visit to do a blood lab check in polyclinic is $11. We did our check and realized if we had visited a pediatrician it would cost us $100+ per lab check.. so total of 6 visits its $66 vs $600+... polyclinic wins...

Enough about Aunty Jaundice, the evil one is actually Uncle Colick. He visits periodically but whenever he visits , he creates a mayhem in the house. It is DAMN difficult to appease a colicky baby, BB [V] was attacked 5 times to date. There was that 2 days of torture when she only screams from 330-630am, the other 3 times is 830-2pm.. No amount of singing, walking, rocking, patting, boob stuffing worked!! My poor gal just cried and cried.. honestly its heart breaking.. so thereafter there is the "ruyi" oil and gripe water and alot of precautionary measures put in place just to ban his visits..

But somehow I think Uncle Colick is gay as he like to attack vunerable boys more. I mean the elders told me that boys are more colicky than girls, So BB[V] is lucky in this aspect.

So its goodbye to aunty Jaundice and go away Uncle Colick.. I hate you two

14 days old

The last 2 weeks has been a roller coaster, trying to adapt

The 1st 2 nights were crazy!! cause she couldn't stop crying from 330-7 am, both of us were so helpless.. then we realized that she was insecure and just wanted me and my boobies.. and so she invaded our bed for 1 week.. I mean it was easy for me to feed her, I just need to stuff my boobs into her mouth and all is calm.. but I manage to wean her off as we didn't want to crush her or spoil her.. I mean she is getting into a habit of using my boob as a pacifier... the boob is sex tool and shouldn't be abused like this.. right!?

After we got discharged, we went a total of 4 times to the polyclinic to check for her jaundice. The level has dipped but not cleared and so we will have to go again this wed. Then there was this scare because the princess didn't poo for 6 days!! Ya she was full of shit.. literally I mean... We did every thing we could to make her poo but she was very contented to keep her waste inside her.. She had us all worried and there she is smiling happily every day.. silly gal.. So the pediatrician did that liquid pump thing and my oh my!! I just need to comment that alot of diapers were used that day.. hehe..(Parents and their obsession with poo)

We got ourselves into a routine oredi..(fast right..) guess it is the fact that we chose to "hands on" and not get any help besides the grannies..
1st: nobody in the family could comprehend the fact we had to pay $3k for a confinement lady during CNY
2nd: I don't do well with naggy people around me
3rd: DD Trev and I have decided on how we wanted to bring up our gal and really don't wish for interference

Today is my 14th day and I am up and about. no more pain anywhere, every where is healed, though I have just some water retention issues which is normal.. fatique will be a nagging issue with a baby, so we will have to live by it, though I have gotten used to it.. now that the milk has kicked in, I am able to pump my milk for the wee morning feeds

We are so loving the time spend with the little one, she is like a chameleon whose face changes every day.. so cute..















I can sleep anywhere, anyhow...