Swimming with my Buddy

7th December 2008

Today I was very excited as I am going swimming with my buddy Farhi! Mummy and daddy bathed and dressed me up very early this morning (around 8am). We then waited for Auntie Faszrin in our car so we could go together. Uncle Fhiruz wanted to try daddy's driving route to Harbourfront, thus, he followed us while daddy lead the way.

Here are our pics during our swimming session together! And of course, not forgetting the wonderful massage. :)



Before and after!



Look at Farhi's face! hehehe...

Potluck

6th December 2008

Today, mummy and daddy were expecting visitors. I have no idea who they were expecting, but mummy sure cooked a lot today (not that I am able to eat the food, purposely laid on the table for me to drool over). While waiting for the visitors to come, I took time to doze off for a little while.
As it reaches 3.30pm, people started coming in. It was then I realised that they were mummy's good friends. They have been good friends since 1997, for a good 12 years now. They were the ones who visited me when I was born in KKH (refer to the very 1st post in this blog).

I was very excited, as they brought along their children too. Yay! I have friends! There's Sheikh Muhammad Farhi, Auntie Faszrin & Uncle Fhiruz's son, who's only a month younger than me (we shall grow together to be good friends like mummy and Auntie Faszrin okay!) and there's big sister Sha'ista Umairah, Auntie Fauziah and Uncle Sheerhan's daughter who always seems busy, performing her dissapearing act all the time.

Auntie Faszrin and Auntie Fauziah also brought their own share of food. Now our table is full of food (that I can't eat :( )

Anyway, it was fun as Farhi kept trying all the items that mummy and daddy bought for me. That's the Bumbo, high chair and the rocking chair. Farhi seems to have so much fun at the Bumbo but he seems uptight on the rocking chair though. And like me, he slept so soundly on my high chair. I am gracious enough to let him sleep there while I slept on the mattress mummy bought for me. Aren't I a nice big brother? :)

Kakak Umairah however is very busy performing some sort of stunts, trying to help my mummy sweep the floor and doing all sorts of hilarious things. Such as these (being spiderman? pushing Farhi around like a pram? She is so funny) :

I wish I can walk so I can follow in her footsteps. She can go anywhere and do whatever she wants! I simply can't wait for that day to come. Mummy and daddy will surely tire themselves out chasing after me..hehe.

After all their stomachs are filled, mummy's friends slowly made their exit. I get to try out Auntie Faszrin's new ride! And tomorow, I will be going for swimming with Farhi! Yay!

New Ride!

26th November 2008

My daddy bought a new car! That is the extent of how excited I am (hehe). It is a KIA Picanto and it looks so cute (but of course, I AM the cuter one). It's no wonder why my parents have been sitting around, holding up their calculators and crunching numbers for the past few days. They have been contemplating whether or not to purchase a car and I am glad they did!

Our first ride was to Parkway Parade. As daddy can't be bothered to tear out plenty of parking coupons, we spent the whole night window shopping till about 9.30pm. Apparently, 10pm is the start of night parking, where my daddy only had to tear out 1 coupon for the entire night. Ah, so smart!

I overheard that my Uncle Sam is giving me a car seat. Wow! My very own seat! I can't wait!

ps. Above is an updated pic of me having a snack and relaxing in my own car seat, or I rather say, my armchair :)

My 1st experience @ Hwa Xia

27th October 2008

Every Sunday, my mummy and daddy would bring me to tok and nenek's place at Commonwealth. Today is no exception. However, instead of going straight to their place as usual, my parents brought me to Harbourfront first. I was puzzled, and wondered if we are meeting my tok and nenek there.

When we reached there, we met with my tok, nenek, Abang Hakeem, Abang Haneef and my auntie. My parents then brought me to a small shop at level 3. The weird thing about this shop is, they have bathtubs in it! Wow! I thought, why do they have so many bath tubs inside their shop? Little did I know that my questions were soon be answered.

I was quickly brought to the changing area. Thinking that my mummy wanted to change my diapers, I just cooperated happily. But this time was different, not only my diaper was removed, my entire clothes was removed and there I was, lying stark naked! I was so embarrassed as this is the 1st time that strangers see me in this manner!

It didn't end there. My daddy passed me to the auntie who quickly put a bouy around my neck. What is happening? Not wanting to appear panicky, I just kept my cool and watched the auntie vigilantly. On the other hand, my mummy and daddy just kept reassuring me that everything is going to be alright. I guess, they were afraid I might make a scene. :P

The auntie slowly placed me into one of the bath tubs. I froze. Luckily, the water was not as cold as I thought. It was pretty warm and when I was fully submerged in the water, it felt good. However, I wasn't sure of what to do next. I stared at the auntie and my parents blankly. Slowly, I tried to move my legs and do a quick kicking motion.

Hey! This is pretty fun! So there I was, enjoying myself kicking away in the tub full of water. They even have rubber duckies for my entertainment! I felt like a superstar when everyone started frolicking in front of me, watching me in action. My tok and nenek seems to enjoy watching me too, especially my auntie who kept snapping her camera at me. Apparently, I was the only "swimmer" there! Boy, do I have a great time!

At the end of the session, another auntie emerged to remove my bouy and placed me on top of the changing mat. It's time for my massage session! I felt like I am in the spa, being massaged and treated like a king. I thoroughly enjoyed myself.

But boy, am I very thirsty after the whole session!

Interested in sending your baby for swimming? http://www.hwaxia.com.sg

Turned Over!

22nd October 2008

I have a piece of good news to share. Today, as I was lying down, lazing as usual on my comfortable mattress mummy bought specially for me, I had a desire to do something more. I realised that I spent most of my time lying down on my back, either playing with my toys, or staring in blank space. Occasionally, to kill this boredom of mine, I would try to communicate with my mummy and daddy to ask them to play with me.

My mummy as usual would always greet me with a huge smile on her face and her constant change of facial expressions and laughter amuses me. I would reciprocate with lots of laughter (depending on my mood) or a simple wide smile which my parents simply love to see.

Today, I am determined to try something new. As I lay down the mattress, I mustered up enough courage and willpower to turnover. I tried shifting my body to my left side, lifting my right leg over. Voila! I managed to turn myself over! Yes I know it's not a big deal for you guys out there but it was for me!

Seeing that my mummy and daddy was thrilled at my achievement makes me feel so proud of myself. I feel that I can do anything now! Next step, crawling time!

My 1st Overseas Trip

27th - 29th November 2008

Today is the second day I ride in daddy's car. But this time, daddy and mummy brought a huge luggage bag along. On top of that, we even woke up very early. Daddy and mummy was even busy packing tons of items inside the luggage bag. I wondered where were we going.

We met up with tok and nenek at the Commonwealth's Macdonalds to park daddy's car there. It was a known fact that you can park there for free, hence, my daddy is obviously happy to find a spot there. We then took a ride with tok and nenek in their car and off we went to Harbourfront.

Upon reaching Harbourfront, I noticed that all of us had to present our passports to the gatekeepers (I think that's what they're called) and waited for the ferry to arrive.

The moment I stepped into the ferry, I was instantly swayed to sleep. Boy, the move the ferry made surely make me feel very sleepy, I feel as if I am flying!

When I woke up, we already reached our destination, Batam! I was wondering, what is so good about this place that my parents and grandparents wanted to spend so much time here. Well, I can't be too quick to judge so I just observed and tagged along.

After checking into the hotel, we rest for a while before daddy and mummy started to dress me up. Normally, they would dress me in long sleeved clothes and nice pants or jeans. But this time, they dressed me into something very different. Nice, but different.

I just followed to where my parents were going, and you can imagine how delighted I was to find out that they have sent me for swimming! I was so thrilled! Daddy and mummy bought me a huge bouy with a mushroom mounted on top and a snail around me. Unfortunately, mummy was unable to join. But I has a blast with daddy! The water is warm and it kept giving me a very nice massaging effect!

I had fun splashing and kicking in the water with daddy while mummy can't seem to stop snapping the camera to take shots of me and daddy. Tok and nenek were also there to give me moral support. I thoroughly enjoyed the whole session.

After swimming, daddy and mummy cleaned me up and dressed me into my normal clothes. It's shopping time! My mummy has the whole list in her mind so up and about she went to find the list of things she wanted to buy. Daddy and mummy bought me tons of stuffs! I now have plenty of t-shirts, pants, books and cd!

I love Batam!


Look at all the books! And my new range of clothes! Wee!

Batam Getaway
iHotel - http://www.ihotelbatam.com
Shopping - Batam Centre, Mega Mall, Nagoya Hill

Circumsicion

One day last month, my parents woke up bright and early to bring me out. It's not surprising because my parents seem to love to bring me out very early in the morning, especially my daddy. I was looking forward to window shop in some spanking new shopping malls, hoping my parents will buy me new clothes and toys. However, this day proved to be very different.

We took the MRT and alighted at Kembangan station instead. I was thinking to myself, "Where's the shopping mall? I don't see any! Where are they taking me to?!?!". We then entered this small pink-coloured building and stepped into a clinic. Hmm, I've never been here before. Why did'nt my daddy and mummy bring me to KKH or Tampines Polyclinic as usual? When I looked around, I realised this was the most beautiful clinic I've every been to! It felt like you are in someone else's house! Before I know the reason why we were there, I fell hungry and eventually, slept after having my fill.

Zzzzzz...wait! Why are they removing my pants? A change of diapers perhaps? Hey! What is the doctor doing with the syringe? NooOooOOo!!! I cried my lungs out so bad, my mum could'nt even bear to see what was happening to me inside. Luckily, I had my daddy for emotional support throughout the whole ordeal. The doctor then held a pair of scissors. Oh no! What is he going to do next! Fortunately, I somehow do not feel anything when he start snipping away with his scissors.

We didn't go anywhere after that, nor 7 days later. Apparently, I needed to undergo a healing process for the next 7 days. What I had went through is called a circumsicion, and it is compulsory for Muslim boys. Fortunately, I didn't feel any pain after that except for the time after I went home. Luckily, there's panadol on standby.

Boy, am I glad it was over and done with it!

1st Hari Raya

I was in for a shock this morning. Suddenly, my house is sparkling clean. Everyone is chipping in to clean the house. New attractive decorative ornaments are being added to the once plain looking abode. Hummm, my guess is that some sort of festivities is going to commence soon. I wonder what's is called?

Mom even made me tried out this traditional Malay costume just to see if it fits. Unfortunately, minor adjustments are in order. Apparently the smallest size that my parents could find was one that was tailored for one year old. I'm only three months to the good. So you do the math and try to imagine how ridiculous I looked.

The next day we all woke up bright and early. It was the earliest bath I took since I was discharged from hospital. It was still gloomy and the sun was still rising; mom and dad had already left home with me.

We ended up at the nearby mosque where people were assembling for some ceremony. Dad left me with mom and went inside. I got bored of the whole thing and went to sleep. Mom look like she had other important stuff to do then to be bothered with looking after me, so it was all for the best of things.

When I woke up, we were already prepared to leave the mosque for home.

Break Fast @ Home

I've noticed something weird recently. Mom and dad seems to be on a very strict diet which requires them to only have one meal early in the morning and another one in the evening. Two meals a day. I was a bit worried for their health though. I did understand that they were struggling to make ends meet because of the recent increase in my ability to consume milk. Both mom and dad were still very happy during this time, so I wasn't too worried about them.

Interestingly enough, some of dad's friends came over for one of their evening meals. It was about ten of them who showed up. I was ecstatic. Not everyday do we have such chance to entertain guests. Well, I'll have to admit it. I really loved it when everyone got their attention at me. Makes me feel larger than life. I even get green packets! See how gleeful I am! >>>>>>

Everyone tried to get me to respond by initiating a conversation in some weird language, which sounds a bit retarded. I don't understand adults, they think that we don't understand them or something and start talking in some weird dialect which includes silly facial expressions. I couldn't communicate well enough to get them to shut up. They thought my constant respond to such trauma was a sign of appreciation. Ohh how wrong they were. :).

Eczema

"What are you guys staring at me for?" It's a bit weird by my parents couldn't stop looking at me with that concerning look that gives you the impression that's somethings wrong. "What's wrong?" The next thing I knew was that I was in for my second visit to the doctor. Not even a month's long stay and yet I've been in an out of the local neighbourhood baby clinic.

As I waited patiently for my turn, I've got to admit that It was another experience that I could not forget. With the other patients crying and yelling their young tonsils out. I decided to play it cool, hell it was not the first time I've been there anyways.

Eventually we got to see the doctor. She said that I had "Eczema". The minute I heard the doctor said that I turned to look at my dad's face, just to catch a glimpse of his stunned expression. Only after a short explanation from the doctor and the constant assurance from her that this is something common among babies that I managed to see my dad returned to his normal composed self.

I just hope I don't get to go to the clinic again. The queue is horrible and they made my parents apply all sorts of cream and lotion on me. It's not that I don't appreciate the effort for them in trying to get rid of my annoying rashes. It's just that the look on my dad's face after he has to foot the bill at the end of it all breaks my heart. ;)

Winds of Change

"Uhhhhh Weeeekkkk~!". Help me I'm in pain. I can't sleep, Mom, Dad, Helppp! I've never experienced anything so painful in my life. Don't be too alarmed though, I'm just a few days old and yet to experience life as it is. Probably every pain from now could be the most painful. 

Mom and ad didn't know anything about colic. Unfortunately for them it was again my duty to let the them know what colic is all about. They had never heard me cried that loud before. Panicked they did. I believe there must have been a few disgruntled neighbours who unwillingly shared the same fate as my Mom. she didn't get a wink of sleep. Poor Mom, she had to carry me around the house  in her valiant attempts to sooth. Dad was sick with a bacterial infection, so he was of no use. I saw him sleeping a couple of times that night. Did my best to wake him up for the sake of Mom, but he didn't budge a inch. He must have been really sick. I couldn't imagine what Mom had to go through that night. But luckily we both survived. :)

Tips for new parents:

1) Gripe Water (Woodwards) Alcohol Free (halal) 

- get the one which is made from malaysia.

2) A Syringe

Home Sweet Home

It's Wednesday, and the doctor said I was all cleared of Jaundice. At last I'm released from the hospital. It was horrible, my beautiful and loving mom, brave as she was in giving birth to me, was sad to tears when she had to go leave the hospital without me the other day. But all that's forgotten now, its time for me to have a look at what my parents call home. 

When I first entered the door, I was pleasantly surprised. Greeted by beautifully furnished laminate flooring, a 32 inch flat screen tv and a comfortable sofa set; I thought I was in heaven. But then again, what greated me immediately was a small playpen as soon as they stepped into the house. I had to lay down in my kiddy jail cell, with no one to talk to. What right did they have in confining me into such a small space?

My parents thought they could ease my jail sentence by adding some music in my playpen. Yes, it was more then adequately "pimped" but then again I wanted to see the world then being locked up in a cell. In addition, the playpen did not have proper ventilation. With the sides all covered up, Dad tried putting a fan nearby, but it just wasn't airy enough. It's either too hot or too cold. Well, complained I did. Dad was a little lost as he didn't know what to do. Apparently new parents are scared to hell when they get a newborn decides break the peace and tranquility with a deafening cry. Kids do try that at home. It's kind of fun from time to time. Trust me.

In the end they put me into, what I now consider now as my favourite recliner. I think its the best thing that mom and dad had bought for me. With it I could watch tv, look at both my parents or grandparents and see what they are up to. It may not be that much. But hey, for my age its as good as having a "la-z-boy" and watching your favourite movie.

Great thing about being the new family celebrity is that people come from far and wide just to see me and to give me presents. The best thing about it was everything was all about me. 

Tips for new parents:

1) Crib - More ventilation. Playpen tend to have it's sides covered. 

Friends And Family

Am I awake now? Crap, the lights too bright. Wait.... Noooooooo, I do have crap in my nappies. This is bad, Nurseeee..Nursssseeeeeeeee. Get me the nurse, Quick~! 

Oh well, that's life in the hospital if you want to know. That's all I hear, when I'm awake, asleep or dreaming, It's nurse I'm hungry; Nurse I want to go home; Nurse I want my mummy; Nurse I've just crapped in my nappies. Wait, that's me. Oh well, if you can't beat them join em. 

I met Mom and Dad again. Both of them were excited to see me. I was excited too and I tried to explain to them about getting an upgrade to class A ward. They just smiled and look at me. When you see your parents look at you like that for the first time, everything else just fade away. It seems to be just the three of us in that room. But that didn't last forever, soon people were coming in and out of the ward. I've never seen so many adults in my life. How come your not surprised?

Oh well. Many of my parent's friends and families came to visit me. I felt like i was at the red carpet. Crap~! I'm famous and I'm just a few hours old. Life is good. To think that those Holywood actors had to take up acting classes and actually work to be famous. Ha ha~! What a bunch of baloney. 

Sigh~! I'm getting sleepy again. I'm blacking out..... Mommmmm.... Dadddddd.. Wait...Don't forget. I want Ward A....~! Nooooo... Wait..... Oh crap~! Nurseeeeeee.......ZZzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz

Hello World

4th July 2008

At last after nine months of swimming around my mother's tummy, I've finally ready to enter the real world. I don't really know why I'm so excited because of all the pollution, wars and diseases that's constantly plaguing this planet, I guess I have no choice.

Can't really blame my parents though, without them I would just be one of those sperms that just didn't make it. :). Dang ~! that's tough.

Mark this day~!. On the 4th of September @ 1840 hr. It was Independence day, but sad to say I only support the red and white and Not the blue. Yes, I'm Singaporean by birth. The doctor was surprised to see me weigh at 3.64 kg and 50 cm tall. Not bad by asian standards huh~! I was too preoccupied to do any exuberant celebration or ask my mom why my dad wasn't in the operation theater. I was not about to break any standard protocol or get a resounding whack in the backside. So I just did what all babies do; I screamed my lungs out.

With that out of the way. I was wheeled back to the nursery for observation and a quick clean. Luckily for me I managed to get a quick peek at my dad along the way up. What a handsome bloke, I thought to myself. Thank god for giving my such wonderful genes. I not being ungrateful or anything, it's just that my mum was in a mess trying to give birth to me. But by jolly, my dad look fantastic~!

Well that's about all I could remember before finding myself in deep slumber. Thanks Mom and Dad for making all this possible. Love you guys... Hope you enjoy your sleepless nights; now that I'm around. :)