"Are you ngumpat-ing about me ibu?"

This morning, I was woken by Ryan's cries (errmm..what's new?). But today it was different. Not the usual rengek-rengek manja..but the kind which signals, "Help! I'm in pain!"

Apparently, this boy of mine had somehow managed to grab his own hair and was pulling them. Sakit lah kan.. Selengernya... He was crying while pulling his own hair.

Budak..budak.. cuba jangan selenger macam Cik Diyana kau!

2.5

I'm feeling a bit too lazy and too lousy to blog.
So, just enjoy the pics.
We got the camwhoring chick a hot pink digicam for her 25th birthday. OMG! Dah tua eh ko..

I wish the Raya bug will hit me soon.
For many different reasons, I have yet to feel the excitement.

And during this period, I seem to miss my family (the ones in Tampines) more.
For the first time ever, I am not part of their Raya preparation. And how I miss it!
The kecohness, the factory-like kuih-making sessions, the non-stop nagging from mum, the stress..
Around this time, the siblings will be making kuihs all the way till morning. (with either lagu raya or lagu dangdut blasting from the radio)
Me, Ikin and Diyana will be at Geylang buying the curtains/ alas meja/ bunga/ kusyen/ baju raya for ibu n ayah..
Diyana will be in-charge of spring cleaning the all the almaris in the house.
I will be washing the chandelier.. (haa..amik korang, aku dah takde lagik!)
A few of us will be wrestling the kusyen sofa to change the covers.
Ikin will have the honour of hanging the curtains.
One of us will have to pasang the lampu lap lip.

Basically, all these jobs, even though stressful (cos mummy will never fail to bebel at us for I dunno also what), never fail to excite me.

I hate growing up.

A big thank you to my darlingest hubby for agreeing to look after the little one while I sneaked out for a 2.5 hour facial. Syioknya... 2.5 hours to myself. Just like old times. And my skin is now as smooth as baby Ryan's bottom!

Shopping Spree

Today, we decided that Ryan should try the baby car seat. Basically because, being 5.45kg (and growing!), tangan ibu macam dah tak larat nak dukung all the way to Tampines. And he looked so cute in the seat! Macam dah besau ..
After leaving him (once again) with the eager Mak Ngah, Shahreil and I made our way to Marina Square for a little shopping expedition. Alright, we spent nearly 500 bucks withing less than 2 hours. But hey! That'd make up for the more than a month of non-shopping! I can't believe that we got sucked into buying cute-little-stuffs-for-our-baby disease. Everything cute, must buy! Started with these two bajus.. (and why are such little bajus so expensive?!)
Haaa... I love this one! I've been eyeing it even before Ryan was conceived! Now, no more peeing straight into my eyes!
Since, the budak manja suka didukung....I decided that I have to have this. I actually preferred the purple colour, tapi takut macam kedi pulak kan untuk anak lelakiku.

Adakah ini dinamakan takdir? Di mana ada gajah, di situ ada monyet. I guess its fated, Shahreil Gajah and Mr Mankey tidak dapat dipisahkan. Patutlah suamiku waktu honeymoon pun ngigaukan Mankey.

Nenek oh Nenek..

A small group of us decided that we'd make our way to the yearly buka posa trip at nenek's house. Once again, Yati dengan selambanya melanggar pantang and went out happily with her little Ryan. If my dad's side finds out about this, I'm so dead.







Ryan and his cousins, Dahlia & Harith..











Father and son, lepak after the jalan2..

Raya Raya Raya

Shahreil and I finally had time to go to Geylang to search for our baju raya. Oh.. Ok, specifically MY baju raya. Shahreil's the bochap one and he'd just borrow anyone's baju raya to match mine. ME? I HAVE to have a new baju each year. Pompan katakan..

We then decided that since Ryan was already in the good hands of eager nannies at home, we'd take the opportunity to lengthen our day out by jalan2 at Tampines Mall and then breaking our fast at Swensens. You should have seen me yesterday.. After weeks of being cooped up at home, the sight of shops after shops after shops was super duper exciting! I can't wait to go SHOPPING!! I wanna buy all kinds of high heel shoes, all kinds of non-maternity clothings and YES! bags! bags! bags! Sabar, Yati, sabar...

Shahreil has banned me from buying raya shoes, though. Quite reasonable, as I still have 2 wedding shoes that I've worn ONLY during the wedding. And I hantaran shoe which I've worn less that 3 times.

Apa pun, it was a much needed 'date'. Just me and him. Holding hands and talking cock.
But every now and then, I think about the budak tonet at home and how much I misses him.

Oh ok.. Gotta go now.
The budak tonet is starting to squirm..
I'd better attend to him before he erupts into a full blown cry.
Dasar budak manja!

Hey ya! Long time tarak blog. All because of Shahreil dengan tak sabarnya menjual pc kepada adikku. Dalam hati, kuberkata,"Akal tarak ke mamat ni. Aku terperuk kat rumah, pc takde..mati keboringanlah gamaknya.." Tapi, suprise suprise... Shahreil telah dengan baik hatinya membelikan aku sebuah komputer riba. Speechless! Tulah..kutuk lagi suami sendiri, padan muka aku!

You’ve just had a baby. Everyone around you tells you that you ‘should be happy’– but you’re not. If this sounds like you, it could be that you’ve got the ‘baby blues’ – a mild form of post-natal depression, which affects nearly 80% of new mothers. You may feel tired and tearful, anxious and mildly depressed, often for reasons you can’t quite identify.

Symptoms of mild depression after birth are quite normal. They’re certainly not pleasant but they’re unlikely to be harmful to you, your baby or your close relationships. So it’s important to make the distinction between the ‘baby blues’– which can emerge around four days after the birth and persist for several weeks – and the persistent, deeper unhappiness, which goes on for much longer.

Moderate depression, which affects around 15% of women, can be difficult to distinguish from baby blues, especially in the early days. It can be more difficult to shift and have a deeper affect on your life. While it can respond well to self-treatment, especially in a supportive home environment, help from your doctor, health visitor or a counsellor is strongly recommended. Severe depression after birth is rare (occurring in only 1-2% of women) but may put both mothers and their babies at risk – it requires professional help.

What are the symptoms?
All new mothers feel tired, lack energy, and experience feelings of guilt and anxiety. But a mother with post-natal depression may show, express or experience, a combination of the following symptoms:

Lethargy
Tearfulness
Anxiety
Guilt
Irritability
Confusion
Disturbed sleep
Excessive exhaustion
Difficulties making decisions
Loss of self-esteem
Lack of confidence in her ability as a mother
No enjoyment of motherhood
Fear of harming herself or the baby
Loss of libido
Loss of appetite
Hostility or indifference to people she normally loves
Difficulty in concentrating
Shame at being unable to be happy
Fear of judgement
Helplessness

Puasa Yok Yok

My ibu said that this is my first Ramadhan. Not that I know what she meant by Ramadhan anyway.. All I know is that all the big people cannot eat or drink from morning till night. Are they crazy?! I cannot NOT drink my milk THAT long. Even 3 hours also, I cannot tahan. If my ibu try to make me starve like the big people, I know what to do. I will scream my lungs out. Hey! I may be small.. but don't play play.. I can scream very well!

Ohh... This is how I look like after I drink my milk. I have all these different poses to fool my ibu into thinking that I am already fast asleep. You want to know why?


It is simply because, after every milk session, she will insist that I be burped. Aiyoh! Can't I just have some peace after my milk? Why must she make me sit upright and pat my back endlessly. Well.. who cares..? Most of the time I ignore her anyway. Sorry ibu! I love you to bits, but a boy must have his much needed sleep, right? To grow healthy? You said so yourself, so I guess it is true.


And yes, before I go off. Let me tell you people, that my ibu bathed me for the very first time yesterday! I'm proud of you ibu! I must confess however that you were not as professional as Nek Ju, but hey! I AM your firstborn anyway. And yes, I decided to be a good boy and not splash around too much in case you panicked and let me drown. Sorry about peeing staright at you thou! Yang itu, Ryan tak sengaja tau. I love you, ibu!

Ohh... jangan terperanjat eh. Itu bukan darah, itu air sepang. And gambar ni bukan gambar yang ibu saya mandikan. Ini gambar Nek Ju mandikan. Ok, Bye semua!