I hate it when its period time. Its when my nose goes all acting up on me, pimples sprouting out at unwanted areas, tummy cramps and sometimes, rumbly tummy that will end me up gluing my ass to my toilet seat. Now, even as the one week period is over, the whole scenario will repeat itself. Stuck runny nose that makes it so hard to breathe. Its really that hard that sometimes I think I might just run out of air. I have to breathe through my mouth.. and the runny runny nose.. eeew... and the sneezes that follows. I can sneeze up to more than 10 times at a time I kid you not. Ask my hubby, or ask my bestfriend Gwen who likes to imitate me when I sneeze. Sneezing always brings me bad news. It means runny nose to come and I hate it! I absolutely hate it because I can't take Clarinase at the moment due to breastfeeding. Clarinase was really a BIG BIG help back then when it comes to such a situation.
My hair length is now hitting the waist. Reminds me of year 2004 before I trim it short to just two inch after the shoulder. My other niece who shares the same chinese name as I do, well, her hair length is at her butt, so she says. I can't bring myself to let it grow so long yet I sayang want to cut it short. My hair takes a freaking freaking long time to grow so *sigh* dilemma. I have made my decision, that is to rebond it really straight and hope for the best la.. maybe trim it a little shorter than it is right now and then leave it be till like urm... next year before I go do a rebonding session again. I actually wanted to curl it but Linaree tells me that its a hassle and I am the type of girl who cant distinguish mousse from clay from wax from the glossy hair shine stuff.. so well, rebond and let it be would be the easiest for me.
Shit the runny nose that I am having right now that is spoiling my mood to blog more. AArrghhhh!!! Guess I will just have to log off and go rub it red and dry and suffer the consequences tomorrow morning when I wake up and hope the runny-ness subsided.. Sinusitis can be such a pain in the arse! Wonder which one of my family has that sinusitis in them! BAH!!!
Thursday, July 17, 2008
Wednesday, July 16, 2008
Saturday, July 12, 2008
Growing up and throwing tantrums
Jaden, so far, has been fed flakes of butter fish, flakes of chicken, mashed potatoes with minced chicken and diced carrots and he loves it. Now that he has two bottom teeth, he is starting to learn how to chew his food tho sometimes he still keeps them at his cheeks like a hamster storing up food in their cheek pouch. =)
The little boy knows how to throw tantrum too. Whenever he grabs hold of what he is not supposed to (eg: father's files, the DVD player, wires, papers) and we pull him away from it, he will then run away in his walker, eyes closed banging into whatever is in his way, of course with screams at us. Such a bad tempered boy! Usually we will just let him cry out till he knows he won't get whatever he wants in the first place.
To hush Jaden up can be real easy. All you have to do is to show him a mirror and *poof* immediately *silence* followed with a smile. The little vainpot I tell you. Loves to look at himself in the mirror with a shy smile. When we take a photo, we have to show him the results. That is because the little kaypochee will be showing us the "I am waiting.. still waiting you know?" look until we show him the picture on the screen. Then he will either break into a smile or try to grab the camera from us. He is so so vain. The only time he did not smile or acknowledge his own photo is his mug shot from the passport size photograph. That was taken when he was 2 months plus, still looking very round and kinda bald. NOPE! He refuse to acknowledge that that was him himself! =)
He loves taking his bath. Removing him from the bathtub will hear him crying and kicking. Everytime I bathe him, its as if I am taking a bathe myself. Splashes of water will trickle down from my head to toe. Jaden has master the art of splashing water with his arms and kicking his legs in the tub. Sometimes, trying to steal my sponge when I am lathering him with body shampoo. My little boy, the fire pig who loves water. Guess hes ready to be introduced to the swimming pool. Who wants to volunteer to go swimming with the little boy?
Did I mention that Jaden is very curious about other kids? Whenever we are outside eating, and there are kids nearby, be it a baby his age or kids older than him, he will be staring at them and then trying to get their attention. He wants to join the kids and play with them. So cute I tell you! He will smile, flap his arms around, calling out "Aie!!" and then get all excited in his babychair. I have got a little social butterfly with me. The little PR Manager.
He is growing up so fast. Suddenly this month, he wants to do whatever other babies are doing in three or four months. He learns how to sit and then now, trying to stand, which he can pull himself up with support. He is also learning how to take a step or two in front after he stands up. Think he might be able to cruise by the time he hits the BIG ONE? I really hope so but then again, he can take his own sweet time. Afterall he is still a kid and is allowed to enjoy every single second of his growing up process.
The little boy knows how to throw tantrum too. Whenever he grabs hold of what he is not supposed to (eg: father's files, the DVD player, wires, papers) and we pull him away from it, he will then run away in his walker, eyes closed banging into whatever is in his way, of course with screams at us. Such a bad tempered boy! Usually we will just let him cry out till he knows he won't get whatever he wants in the first place.
To hush Jaden up can be real easy. All you have to do is to show him a mirror and *poof* immediately *silence* followed with a smile. The little vainpot I tell you. Loves to look at himself in the mirror with a shy smile. When we take a photo, we have to show him the results. That is because the little kaypochee will be showing us the "I am waiting.. still waiting you know?" look until we show him the picture on the screen. Then he will either break into a smile or try to grab the camera from us. He is so so vain. The only time he did not smile or acknowledge his own photo is his mug shot from the passport size photograph. That was taken when he was 2 months plus, still looking very round and kinda bald. NOPE! He refuse to acknowledge that that was him himself! =)
He loves taking his bath. Removing him from the bathtub will hear him crying and kicking. Everytime I bathe him, its as if I am taking a bathe myself. Splashes of water will trickle down from my head to toe. Jaden has master the art of splashing water with his arms and kicking his legs in the tub. Sometimes, trying to steal my sponge when I am lathering him with body shampoo. My little boy, the fire pig who loves water. Guess hes ready to be introduced to the swimming pool. Who wants to volunteer to go swimming with the little boy?
Did I mention that Jaden is very curious about other kids? Whenever we are outside eating, and there are kids nearby, be it a baby his age or kids older than him, he will be staring at them and then trying to get their attention. He wants to join the kids and play with them. So cute I tell you! He will smile, flap his arms around, calling out "Aie!!" and then get all excited in his babychair. I have got a little social butterfly with me. The little PR Manager.
He is growing up so fast. Suddenly this month, he wants to do whatever other babies are doing in three or four months. He learns how to sit and then now, trying to stand, which he can pull himself up with support. He is also learning how to take a step or two in front after he stands up. Think he might be able to cruise by the time he hits the BIG ONE? I really hope so but then again, he can take his own sweet time. Afterall he is still a kid and is allowed to enjoy every single second of his growing up process.
Thursday, July 10, 2008
Wednesday, July 9, 2008
click* clickety click clicks**
Happy 9 Months Old Jaden Simon Yap
Grinning away with my eyes closed
Daddy, you can be so funny at times...
I am going to come and get you I promise!!
I really am going to get you...
Now where did I put my bib?
Let me sit up and imitate my daddy
Come'ere, lemme give you a hug
I'm too sexy for my shirt, too sexy ...
Told you I am going to get you, didn't I?Tuesday, July 8, 2008
What they didn't tell you
I can still remember about it as though it just happened a few minutes ago.
There I was, lying down on the labor bed, with my legs in the stirrups, while watching Jaden being wiped dry of blood and any excessive liquid sucked out from his lungs. There and then, I decided to peep under my hospital dress and see how my tummy looked like.
I swear, nobody prepared me for what I was about to see. Not the antenatal classes, not my doctor, not the mothers. Nobody!
I nearly died of shock and depression when I saw what it looked like -a deflated water balloon, a very big skin overlapping nearly onto the crotch. It was an ugly looking piece of skin, where I once was so proud of its existence.
Luckily for me Wee Shen did tell me that it will go away .... in three months. THREE FREAKING MONTHS??? but still at least the thought of it will go away soothed me down of any doubt that I had in my body's ability to slim down that fast.
I was so shy to approach my husband and show him whats underneath. I was so afraid that I would turn him off forever off me. It didn't help either with some people that kept asking why my tummy looked like that.
I slimmed down quite fast in a way but the tummy, well, it did not exactly go away the way I wanted it to. It did not look like any of those celebrity mothers, who looked as if they had never given birth.
Those stretch marks are now permanently etched on my tummy. There will always be a little thing spilling out from whatever hugging clothes I wear. No matter how I slimmed down, there will always be the "sam cham bak" unlike the old me, who had the tummy like a washboard.
It didn't help that I have low self-esteem since young and my self-esteem went from low to Zero to Negative negative. I lost it all.
but if you were to ask me, should I want to get pregnant again, I would say I would. I loved every single minute of my pregnancy and the result that comes out of it after 40 weeks of cooping inside my little oven, I am so proud of the boy! He has grown into a magnificent baby boy that is now going around the house pulling everything down he can. =)
This is just a post to all mothers to be out there. At least I informed you ladies on what to expect after the delivery. Not like what I had to go through, all by myself.
and about all those going through labor without drugs, well, if you don't have any high threshold of pain, do take my advice, go for an epidural. It not only make it easy, it makes your delivery smooth and funny in my case. *wink* (those in the labor room with me knows what I mean...)
There I was, lying down on the labor bed, with my legs in the stirrups, while watching Jaden being wiped dry of blood and any excessive liquid sucked out from his lungs. There and then, I decided to peep under my hospital dress and see how my tummy looked like.
I swear, nobody prepared me for what I was about to see. Not the antenatal classes, not my doctor, not the mothers. Nobody!
I nearly died of shock and depression when I saw what it looked like -a deflated water balloon, a very big skin overlapping nearly onto the crotch. It was an ugly looking piece of skin, where I once was so proud of its existence.
Luckily for me Wee Shen did tell me that it will go away .... in three months. THREE FREAKING MONTHS??? but still at least the thought of it will go away soothed me down of any doubt that I had in my body's ability to slim down that fast.
I was so shy to approach my husband and show him whats underneath. I was so afraid that I would turn him off forever off me. It didn't help either with some people that kept asking why my tummy looked like that.
I slimmed down quite fast in a way but the tummy, well, it did not exactly go away the way I wanted it to. It did not look like any of those celebrity mothers, who looked as if they had never given birth.
Those stretch marks are now permanently etched on my tummy. There will always be a little thing spilling out from whatever hugging clothes I wear. No matter how I slimmed down, there will always be the "sam cham bak" unlike the old me, who had the tummy like a washboard.
It didn't help that I have low self-esteem since young and my self-esteem went from low to Zero to Negative negative. I lost it all.
but if you were to ask me, should I want to get pregnant again, I would say I would. I loved every single minute of my pregnancy and the result that comes out of it after 40 weeks of cooping inside my little oven, I am so proud of the boy! He has grown into a magnificent baby boy that is now going around the house pulling everything down he can. =)
This is just a post to all mothers to be out there. At least I informed you ladies on what to expect after the delivery. Not like what I had to go through, all by myself.
and about all those going through labor without drugs, well, if you don't have any high threshold of pain, do take my advice, go for an epidural. It not only make it easy, it makes your delivery smooth and funny in my case. *wink* (those in the labor room with me knows what I mean...)
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