9 Months

HAPPY 9 MONTHS OLD LITTLE DARLING.

(neh neh neh neh neh)

Mummy and daddy did not celebrate the occassion because we have forgotten about it. You were so cranky on that day until we cannot think anymore. But honestly, we do remember about it the day before and the day after.

We also found out on the next day that you actually had hand, foot and mouth disease but the doctor said you have almost fully recovered by then. Thank goodness it was a mild one. Maybe that's the reason you were cranky or was it the flu, baby? Mummy and daddy thought the little red spots with fluid inside were insect bites. Daddy even said it was wind caused by travelling. Mummy never heard of such thing before. Anyway, daddy always have funny funny theories. Mummy also saw an ulcer on your tongue but daddy said you knocked yourself on the staircase at God Grandma's house during CNY so we thought the ulcer was the result of the injury. We are so relief that you are alright now.

Do you know that you weight 8.8kg now? Mummy always want you to be chubbier but you only take 5oz of milk. Luckily you like porridge and take it two times a day. You have learnt a lot and there are things that you like and dislike. In case you do not remember, here are the things that you like and dislike now.

LIKE:

1. Screaming.
2. Biting especially the spoon when mummy feed you porridge. You bite basically everything you can grab.
3. Grab people's face with your little hands.
4. Throw things when you are bored with it.
5. Bath. You will cry without fail everytime you finishes your bath.
6. Hit things with your chest while standing. Check out the video below if you don't believe me.
   
7. Favourite toys are plasctics and papers.
8. Anchovies powder in your porridge.
9. To be carried regardless who.

DISLIKE:

1. Diaper change. You will cry and will not let mummy or daddy finish changing your diaper.
2. Soft toys.
3. Cereal.
4. Water.

No Mood

I actually wanted to blog about Valentine's Day but now it doesn't matter anymore. I went to visit my friend's baby yesterday at the hospital. She (LY) stayed there day and night with her son and they were already there for 3 weeks, which means her son was admitted even before full moon. I went there with another friend. I don't dare to go alone because I am very emotional and I know I will cry. I don't want to make her cries also. So I need someone, who is stronger than me, to be there and talk about things when I don't know what to say or when I try to hold my tears.

LY's baby is very cute, weighing a healthy 5.1 kg at 1.5 months. I wanted to take his picture but somehow did not do it. I don't know why. She showed us the scar on his body. One scar is at the back where the growth was (it was removed earlier). It measured around 1.5 inch. Another scar is on his neck, where the tube for chemotherapy is inserted. This scar is smaller, less than 1cm I think. The tube came out from somewhere around his stomach and is plastered with tape. His skin was already reddish because of the tape. His hand was a little bit swollen due to the IV drip the other day. It was a really sad thing to see.

We chatted for around 1 hour and the overall mood was ok because they expect the doctor to start the chemotherapy soon. The doctor said the cancer is malignant, which means dangerous. I check it out from Wikipedia and it says malignant is a clinical term that is used to describe a clinical course that progresses rapidly to death. Her baby has gone through numerous scan, MRI, CT, ultrasound, don't know what else lar.

Before we left, I promised to send some of Ethan's clothes to her and I try to make it today. She needs some singlets and 'eyelet' clothes for her son because there is no air-condition at the hospital, only fan and the weather now can be terribly hot in the afternoon. So I asked my hubby to send me there during lunch. He came to my office to pick up the car for repair. I sent sms to her saying that I will be at the hospital at around 1p.m. but there was no reply from her.

When I reached there, her son's name was not on the patient list anymore and the bed was empty. I was like 'Aiyor, what happened??'. I asked the nurse and she said 'sudah balik rumah'. Ohhh, like that ok lar. Immediately I received LY's call. She apologised and said she just saw my sms. I said nevermind lar. How can I be angry with her in this kind of situation. So, I asked her what happened. She said the doctor discovered new cancerous cell and cannot determine what it is, therefore cannot go for chemo. I asked her how long you have to wait? She said she doesn't know. I was like 'what the heck lar this doctor, the tube is still inside the baby and you don't tell people how long they have to wait ar????' She was trying to tell me more but the line was not clear in the hospital so I told her I will call her back. I quickly rushed back to the car. Hubby was waiting for me in the car and we went for lunch. Actually, I don't have the apetite to eat already. I told him, you decide what to eat lar and I quickly call LY back.

She told me she pray very hard everyday that her baby will be ok. If the doctor cannot determine what it is, they might have to send it to UK for testing. I said UK as in United Kingdom? She said yes and doesn't know how long it will take. What the heck lar this hospital!!! The doctor told her very negative things yesterday and even said that her son only have 20% chance of survival up to 5 years. My heart really sank and my eyes were all teary by that time. Both of us were speechless and I can hear her tone has changed as if she wanted to cry but trying to hold on to it. So was I. I told her I will visit her during CNY after I come back from Penang and ended the conversation. I was really really sad and wanted to cry it all out but hubby already switch off the engine and air-con, locked the car and standing outside waiting for me. Arghhhhh...men can be so insensitive. Then I try to rub my tears away and followed him to the restaurant and told him what happened. I think he knew I was very sad and wanted to cry. He is the type that is very calm (sometimes with no emotion) and try to distract my attention by asking me what to eat tonight, etc. etc. But still, my mind was somewhere else.

To all mummies and daddies out there, I know you all love your kids very very much but I still have to say this. Remember to treasure all the time you have with your loved ones. Love them like there is no tomorrow.

First Tag

Wah, Judy, I'm still very new here ler....You want to know things that I like ar? OK lar, here it goes...

1. I like Indian food. There is one little Indian stall under the tree near my office that serves very nice curry.

2. I like to swim. That's about the only exercise I do but I have only done it once since I was pregnant with Ethan until now. Now you know how frequent I exercise :-)

3. I like sewing and needle work. Sounds strange ler. Maybe it's the influence from my mother lor coz she's a seamstress. I remember I used to sew little clothes for my barbie doll by hand. I was in primary school then. When I know how to use the sewing machine I've sewn my first piece of floor mat when I was in Standard 6. I've also sewn bed sheets, curtains, etc. I wish I have the time now to do all these things.

4. I like 9 to 5 job. I know it sounds crazy to some people also. Actually, my dream job is to be a lady of leisure lar. Who doesn't right? hehehehehe

5. Last but not least, I like to shop. I guess this statement makes me a normal person again, after the weird things I've told you. But now I mostly shop for Ethan. That makes me super normal lar...hahahaha

Following the past practice, I have to tag someone else right? Since I'm still new here, many bloggers, whom I know and who know me have already been tagged (many times). But I still want to tag:
1. Nadia
2. Elaine (I have to tell you that it's you who brought me to this blog world. I was a member of the Mead Johnson forum.)

Messy Affair

I was left at home with Ethan on Wednesday night as hubby needed to go to Penang for work. I knew I can survive that one night and I also knew it will be a messy ordeal. Let's go step by step, ok?

First of all, I need to carry two bags and Ethan and open the grill and door with Ethan trying hard to grab the keys on my hand. It ended up as I imagined but was ok as nothing fell from my hands.

After changing, I went to prepare Ethan's porridge and my dinner (macaroni and mushroom soup). Ethan will cry whenever I'm in kitchen coz that's the only place he cannot enter. No choice on that day. So, I let him sit in the walker in the kitchen, lock the rollers so that it can't move and give him things (containers, utensils, etc. whatever I can get in the kitchen) to bite and throw and bite and throw...just to keep him quiet. In the end, all the things ended up on the kitchen floor. I still had to keep an eye on him coz he knows how to pull himself up the walker with his tummy on the walker's tray and legs half-way up the seat. I think I need to stop putting him in the walker....sigh...have to chase him around ler when he crawls. He was in the kitchen with me the whole time until the porridge was done.

Cooking done. Let Ethan play with his toys on the floor in the living hall while I tried to eat. I was seating next to him on the floor and put my bowl on his walker's tray. The naughty fellow kept coming to me and wanted to play with my dinner. Somehow, he managed to pull my spoon and spill a spoonful of my macaroni on the walker and my clothes. Sigh...what a mess..Then I tried to distract him with his toys while quickly gobbled down my dinner.

Porridge time. He finished everything but some were left on his face, hands, walker and floor. Messy!

Shower time. I've decided to shower together. Big mistake! Ethan was sitting on the floor, naked, with his hands holding his little bath tub, while I stand to get the shower head and turn it on. BOIINNKKKK! He fell on the floor. Aiyor....so, I quickly grab him lar but somehow managed to hold on to the shower head in between us. Damn...I was drenched in my clothes. After patting him for a while, he stopped crying. So, I quickly continue my shower while squatting down near Ethan. Scared that he will fall again. Then, I quickly stand up to take the shower gel and BOINNKKKK! again. Damn stupid mother! This time inside the bath tub with 1-inch deep of water. He was scared and cried a little. Really stupid me! But I still have continue with my shower to wash away the soap on my body mar. After that, I quickly dressed him up with water still dripping from my body. Yaaiiikk....damn messy!

Sleeping time. Yay! Managed to put him to sleep at around 8.30 p.m. After that still have to clean up the mess - porridge on the walker and floor, wet clothes in the bathroom, boil his bottles, put his milk, bottles, water and hot water in the room for his night feeding, fold the clothes, pack his clothes for the next day at the nursery and finally.......shampoo my hair!!

Hubby, I really miss you on that day....

Another Sale

Wah! Everywhere also sale. Even confinement package is on sale. Just received this from PeiLing through email. I didn't know they sell other stuff like MamyPoko. It's a bit late though. Don't know how good is the deal. Anyone been there? Mind to share? I was just thinking wanted to buy MamyPoko since Drypers cannot tahan the load at night already.

Super Good Deal

Went to the Poney warehouse sales yesterday (1 February 2007) and reached the place at 10.05 a.m. Ethan stay at home with daddy. Saw some daddies outside with their babies while mummies were inside the tent. I thought it will be somewhere indoor, didn't know they will set up a tent on an open-air car park. By the time I went in, the place was alreday 70% full. At first, I grab a few pieces priced at RM 9-12 per piece. I thought 'Wah good deal' but later I ditched those, becasue I saw this 'SUPER BARGAIN CORNER'. Wah wah wah, quickly rushed there and what I got are these....don't blink...







Want to know ho much I paid for them? RM80.00. Each piece is only RM5. Good hor? By the time I left that place at around 11.30 a.m., people were queueing up to get in because inside was jam packed. Outside the tent, more daddies with more babies and toddlers. Luckily hubby decided not to follow.

P/S: Thanks Sasha for telling us about the sales. Mmuakkk!