Tuesday 24 March 2009

Commonalities


Don't we look alike when we are born? We arrived at the same hospital, wore same leopard print cloth, ....





We don't look alike


A lot of people have been nice to me by saying that my daughter looks like my son instead of telling that my daughter looks like my husband. I want to prove them wrong. Here is the picture.... What is your view?

Octo & Me


I can be a better octopus which can blow BUBBLES.

4-month Celebration


My husband helped to sew a string of Malee biscuits to be hanged on my daughter’s neck. I smack the biscuits onto her mouth. My friend told me that it’ll help her to keep slivers. Let's c how it goes??????

The last time we stole my relative’s table cloth and wiped my son’s mouth but it wasn’t effective and he is drooling very seriously even until now. It wasn’t effective becoz I didn’t keep it as secret.


Monday 23 March 2009

Earth Hour







I don’t understand why everyone is so excited about this mere one hour total darkness on 28 Mar. I shall declare myself as strong supporter for “Earth Hour”. I have contributed more than 105,120 hours (12@365@24) many years ago. Since birth, I lived in a village house without electricity supply for 12 years. Everyday, I got to make sure I finished off all my home works in day time. You can understand now why I can do things very fast. At night, we used kerosene lamp or Montana oil lamp. My cousin strained her eyes reading books at night under the dim light and her power is more than 1,000.

GO BACK TO STONE AGE if you wish to support earth hours.

Tuesday 3 March 2009

I need a nursing room.....

Hai hai hai.............



I wasn't so lucky this week. After having curi curi expressing milk in the big small meeting room, I was shocked to find out that a big group of people waiting for me to finish my earthy job. Damn embarassing! They didn't book the room and came straight to wait for me outside.



Then, I switched to a room which I'd booked. Someone knocked on door and tried to open it while I was still expressing. So ridiculous! The fellow came back and tried to open the door again. Damn it... I couldn't be bothered.



Now, I turned to pantry knowing that someone had done it so. That was this Indian colleague knocked on my door and called-out a lady's name who used to express in the pantry. She continued calling her until I got to open the door and tell her I need to use the room.



Hmmm............ So much troubles. My milk supply is getting less bcoz of these stressful disturbances. Most of the time, I've to do it in the fear of someone breaking in. Hai, the office is soooo unfriendly to mothers.

My FIL

My FIL had helped me a lot during my second month after delivery. He had boiled fish soup and cooked ginger wine chicken mee suah for my son and me. He had never cook in his life. Wow, I must be blessed. Non of Au's family members have been tasted his cooking. What a precious treats!

Unfortunately, my son took advantage of his kindness and bullied him. He was extremely cared for him knowing that he is the only grandchild in the family. He injured his backbone when my son threw his tantrum.

Luckily my mom came down to help. Then, he went back to Cheras again.

Now that my mom is going to leave soon. Still struggling if I wanted to hire a maid or send them to babysitters. Check out a babysitter. Not so good. She is smoking. Smelled cigarette in the toilet. Hiring maid. Lots of horror stories in the papers.

Baby Sitter OR FIL+MAID????? :(