It has been a while since my last post. I have not started my classes yet and I’ve been losing myself now; for my dearest son. He has been extra clingy – as clingy as he clings on my foot while walking. He has been extra whinny – as whinny as he cries in his… Continue reading Wonder Weeks : Leap 10
Here I am, trying to commit to blogging. Just had my shower, and drying my hair, on the bed, hoping I won't snooze out. Adam is sleeping on our bed again (thanks to le husband's quote Adam-isn't-ready-for-his-bed-yet), and I run my fingers through his hair. It feels sooooo soffttt….errr? I thought I was running through… Continue reading Haircut
Last week, Adam suddenly had a fever. I think I literally woke up every hour the first night of his fever. The day before he had fallen ill, we went to Ikea and ate Shanghai satay at Cyberjaya. Later, we spent our quality time at my in-laws. Only that night, a few family members had… Continue reading My Poor Sickboy
A couple of weeks ago, our little family flew all the way to Brunei Darussalam to attend my cousin's engagement. It was a day trip to Brunei, and we spent the remaining 3 days in Miri (1 week for Adam and I, just because I couldn't fly back due to my tooth filling came off.… Continue reading They died?
Diaper here, diaper thereWhich one is best for baby bear? Oh it rhymes! Ever since Adam was born, he only wears Mamy Poko.From the size of a newborn to the size of medium, later changed to the pants diaper, and up until now, he is still using Mamy Poko. Many Poko standard, extra soft, extra… Continue reading Offspring Natural
2 months… Again, I suck in being consistent here with my posts and such. I was so damn lazy enough to switch on my laptop as there'd be a little monster crying out his lungs to get his hands on my laptop. Hence, the laptop is all dusty by now. Last April, was Adam's first… Continue reading Elmo Theme Party
Last weekend was the Mothers’ Day. To be exact on my side, it was my second mother’s day. I even had to remind my husband that it was mothers’ day so that we would go back to his parents’ and celebrate just with a cake or so. Too bad, he wished his mother (because I… Continue reading My Not So Proud Motherhood Journey