The Precious Lullaby

Visiting Late Grandma's Grave

2009-05-31T21:04:00.000-07:00

We just came back from a road trip to Terengganu. Visited late grandma's grave. Explained to Isaac that he can no longer see Onyang (great-grandmother). That his Onyang is there under the sand. He couldn't understand and kept asking us to take a shovel to dig her out. Feeling restless and sadden. Left Terengganu and arrived home yesterday. Cried like a baby to sleep last night. Will write more when I have more time. Till then.

I miss my loud loving grandma.

2009-05-26T20:50:00.000-07:00

My late grandma screamed, shouted and yelled. But with love. Don't ask me on what basis do I categories the screaming, yelling and shouting as loving. Cause I never knew. I just felt it. She had two daughters. My aunt and my mother. Two girls who grew up watching her screaming with love. Both of them grew up to be deeply affected by this habit.

My aunt was born to be the most perfect mother on earth who will shout and then hug her kids.

My mother, on the other hand, yells, shouts, screams, shrieks and everything. Then she will say harsh words that often makes us feel like we are the shit unlucky kids. Followed by sticks or hangers on our bodies. It is all identical to me. She will just throw stuffs like plates, pots, or anything near her when she's angry (she claims that she gets that from her mother which is my late grandma). I last received this after high school. And now, my youngest brother is her current victim.

Thankfully, I don't shout. And I am very loving. Let's hope I don't get the 'shouting' genetic from them as I grow older. If I do, let's hope it's from grandma or aunt.

I miss my loud loving grandma.

Just because we both love each other too much

2009-05-26T20:17:00.001-07:00

Somehow, I got so sad when I found out that I had to accept the job offer which will transfer me to Bangladesh for 2 to 3 months. I started crying the day I we decided that maybe this was the best thing for our family. Financial was bad for this past month. Funeral and other stuffs. Plus I am jobless.

So I was thinking that I should do something romantic or girlie or something me. I found this couple meme on Pinkpau's blog and I thought maybe I wanted to test him on how much he loves me, on how much he knows me before I fly off. Or maybe it was simply because I wanted to know his answers.

Being him (who loves me more than anything else in this word - that's what he claims and that's what I believe in), he completed this meme within a day ;)

I had completed mine an hour after I found this. This is mine, followed by his ;)

tell us about the first time you met and your first impression of him/her:

OMG, he was the most handsome young Chinese man wearing a spectacular gorgeous pair of sunglasses, I couldn't help not to drool. So I thought, goddamnit, I need that kind of boyfriend. Flirtaous like hell, I miss that moment.

tell us something funny about him/her:

He is so proud of his hairy tummy. He loves to show off his hairy tummy to people especially his friends. He said, not everybody got to have hair at tummy area. I was not comfortable at first but I started to enjoy that moment :)

what's a weird habit or quirk that s/he has?:

He will automaticly feel like shitting (passing motion) when we arrived our basement parking at home and will run like a mad cat towards toilet and settle his business, only for few seconds. Everytime. Weird, I know.

what makes him/her happy?:

Spending time with me and son. Compliments or appreciation from people at work everytime he works his ass off for everything at work which people don't really tend to notice. And of course everytime I play nice with him.

what makes him/her sad?:

When my ego becomes a gap everytime we fight. And he will easily be sad if I am sad.

what makes him/her angry?:

Somebody named M. And when other men stare at me one kind.

what excites him/her?:

Getting approval for his proposals from the big boss especially when it relates to something he loves the most, like server, his job! Gadgets can excite him too apart from my body ;)

what's s/he like at home?:

He is the most hardworking man I have ever known apart from my stepfather. He wont sit still until all the housework is done.

what's s/he like at work/school?:

Very talented young man, smart, organised, aggressive, loyal and definitely worth a bigger remuneration.

describe his/her room:

His room at parents house is full with transformers toys, CDs with an old SONY tv, LAT magazines and some other comics and magazines. He rarely wash the bed sheet and it smells just like him. And his clothes are all nicely organised in the wardrobe. God, I miss that room ;) and yea, it's carpeted. He likes carpeted room.

what's his/her best friend like?:

Somebody who wont judge him and willing to help and accept me.

do you know who s/he hates the most?:

Yea, M. And some of his old friends who have hurt'd my feeling.

have you met his/her exes?:

Hmmm ex girlfriend, not yet. Looking forward to, really. But his ex-dates, yea and they are all nice people ;)

do his/her parents like you?:

NO :(

what's the first thing s/he would do or say if s/he fell down and scraped their knee:

Cibai!

what would s/he do in an emergency situation with other people involved?:

He will at first act a little kangcheong but then he will play his part by calming people down and sort things out.

which shop would s/he spend the most time at in a shopping mall?:

Toy store.

what would s/he have for a typical breakfast?:

Sausages with eggs and toast and some orange juice ;) but these days it's only his legendary french toast and some roti bakar :)

where would s/he want to go for dinner?:

He would go to eat TomYam at Vichuda Tomyam :)

what kind of movie would s/he choose at the cinema?:

Action and animation. But mostly we always choose same thing.

describe his/her taste in music:

Very good. He can describe the musical instrumentals played and who is the singer.

if s/he wasnt going out with you, who would s/he be going out with?:

Going out as if dating? No! He will die as single!!!!! I am very possessive. I believe he is destined to love me, only.

what item in his/her wardrobe would you like to burn:

The torn shirts he loves to wear to bed.

what is s/he good at?:

Making love, loving me, taking care of me, babysitting, organising clothes and so many more I am lazy to write :P

what is s/he totally horrible at?:

Speaking Bahasa Melayu.

what's something about him/her that is annoying/infuriating?:

He is sloppy at home. Hehehe.

what's something that you two fundamentally disagree on?:

Hmm dont really understand the question, we both disagree about those racist politicians who claim that there are gaps between all races.

what's something that you two agree whole-heartedly on?:

We whole-heartedly agree that money is also important apart from love.

is s/he possessive?:

He is. Not so much but he does feel aggravated when other men try to tackle me.

why would s/he succeed in life?:

He is too good not to succeed ;)

what is the coolest gift that s/he has ever given you?:

He gave me a handphone when we first dating. Not even confirmed yet haha. I still keep it with me though it's no longer functional.

what is s/he obsessed with?:

Transformers.

why would s/he be dangerous?:

Because he loves me too much, he would kill.

what does s/he avoid at all costs?:

Letting his father or anyone to hurt me.

what does s/he spend the most money on?:

Me.

describe his/her typical sunday:

He loves to wake up late 12 onwards and if possible to have breakfast on bed which usually he will prepare not me. And once awake, he will watch TV then if we both are rajin, we will go out jalan at flea market or something.

tell us about a time s/he looked absolutely gorgeous:

The first time I met him.

what's something about him/her that would surprise all of his/her friends?:

That he would turn his life 360 degrees for me.

what do you love most about him/her?:

That he loves me too much.

the biggest lesson you have learnt from loving your partner:

That my love is not as huge as his.

And this is his;

tell us about the first time you met and your first impression of him/her:

Well educated, english spoken, impressive

tell us something funny about him/her:

She twitches her eyes when she eats

what's a weird habit or quirk that s/he has?:

She has to drink her beverage before eating

what makes him/her happy?:

Simple things in life like buying a pair of shoes, or a thank you sms/card. Some long island tea, red wine

what makes him/her sad?:

Selfishness of others to consider her feelings

what makes him/her angry?:

The inability to solve things within a short timespan

what excites him/her?:

Being able to shop for clothing for herself or son

what's s/he like at home?:

Simple and very laid back. Very relaxed

what's s/he like at work/school?:

Focused and always on the move, never at her desk

describe his/her room:

Pink. Cosy, air conditioned, organized at times

what's his/her best friend like?:

Understanding, willing to help

do you know who s/he hates the most?:

Reptiles, icky stuff

have you met his/her exes?:

Yes

do his/her parents like you?:

Oh yes

what's the first thing s/he would do or say if s/he fell down and scraped their knee:

Shit!

what would s/he do in an emergency situation with other people involved?:

She'll organise things most of the time as others are clueless

which shop would s/he spend the most time at in a shopping mall?:

Clothing, shoes, accessories

what would s/he have for a typical breakfast?:

Anything in the fridge sweet

where would s/he want to go for dinner?:

Tom Yam!

what kind of movie would s/he choose at the cinema?:

Romantic comedies

describe his/her taste in music:

Mutual catchy tunes

if s/he wasnt going out with you, who would s/he be going out with?:

Her sister

what item in his/her wardrobe would you like to burn:

None!

what is s/he good at?:

Loving, cooking, coordinating events, ironing clothes, and much more!

what is s/he totally horrible at?:

Saving money

what's something about him/her that is annoying/infuriating?:

Being sleepy most of the time

what's something that you two fundamentally disagree on?:

That it takes more than love to hold a relationship together

what's something that you two agree whole-heartedly on?:

Not sure what the question means

is s/he possessive?:
Sometimes

why would s/he succeed in life?:

Cause she's career driven and very focused

what is the coolest gift that s/he has ever given you?:

Herself as my wife, MP03 Starscream

what is s/he obsessed with?:

The colour pink

why would s/he be dangerous?:

Sometimes when drunk

what does s/he avoid at all costs?:

Reptiles

what does s/he spend the most money on?:

Clothing, shoes, household electrical items

describe his/her typical sunday:

Waking up from 12pm onwards

tell us about a time s/he looked absolutely gorgeous:

The day we got married

what's something about him/her that would surprise all of his/her friends?:

Not sure

what do you love most about him/her?:

The way she loves me

the biggest lesson you have learnt from loving your partner:

Don't mess with an experienced lover

Ah, honey I love you so much I want to see you right now! I am so content.

Love Letter To My Hubby

2009-05-26T20:14:00.002-07:00

This is the love letter I wrote to my hubby:

#1 is ticked.

My favorite place to be is inside of your hugs, in your arms where it's warm and tender. Where I can really smell your body odor.

I just wish I don't have to go. I just wish I don't have a dream. Cause because of this dream, I am doing this to you. Just because I couldn't wear the black suit, now I will be wearing the Bengali suit.

I just want to wake up with you and I know that's what you would want too. There is so much we have to do. There is so much more we want to do.

I may not get to chat with you as often as I like. I may not get to hold you in my arms all through the nights. So Honey, whenever you feel a warm breeze brush against you, that's the kiss I blew to you. And when you miss me, just think that I am just inside the closet hiding from you like everytime I sulk.

You know it's true.

Photoblog

2009-05-26T20:14:00.001-07:00

I had my first heart attack!

2009-05-26T20:03:00.004-07:00

This morning, upon arriving his school, Isaac gave me my first heart attack (of being a parent);

Isaac: Mummy, Boy has to get married?
Me: Hah?!!!!!?
Isaac: Boy has to get married! *stressing a little*
Me: Ahh *gulp* urm okay. With who?
Isaac: With Meera.
Me: Oh. All the best!

Hmmmm, that was pretty easy to do. How come we had so much difficulties to tell our parents that we wanted to get married at early age?

I love you, Isaac

2009-05-26T20:03:00.003-07:00

Dear Isaac,

I have so many things to write about which covers my hectic working schedule, my beautiful love life with Daddy, about you in particular and so many other things. But that can only be done if I manage to sit in front of laptop and focus on writing without the itch to start clicking on facebook and kaypoh about my friends life *sighing out loud haihhhhhhh*

Oh by the way, facebook is this social networking page that helps Mummy to keep in touch with my friends and also a place to show off your adorable pictures to everybody. It is very in, you know.

Lil Isaac,

You are now enjoying your school. Everyday, once we picked you up. You will say "Mummy Daddy, it was so fun at school today. I........".

Your vocabulary has improved a lot. Your new favorite line is "I think the aircond is spoiled, there was weird sound, I think....., I think...."

You have turned into this polite boy. You ask for permission before you start doing anything. That includes sleeping in the car.

This morning while sending you to school, the thoughts came across my mind; You are very attached to Mummy and Daddy that you refused to join your friends at the backyard until you waved at us until we disappeared from your view. Daddy said that you wanted to make sure that Mummy and Daddy go to work.

You are one interesting kid, kiddo. Other kids your age will jump happily when their mummies and daddies left to work or anywhere. They want to spend minimum time with their mummies and daddies because they earn their freedom without their mummies and daddies' presence. But not you. You are always so attached to us. Even when you have so many play dates around running and jumping happily. You still come to either Mummy or Daddy to keep informing us that you want to join that boy in red shirt to play with other naughty kids. You always do that.

Now that you are enjoying school, I am afraid that I will not see a whole lot of you anymore soon. I am afraid that one day, you'll leave home early in the morning and just come back to shower and change before you go out again. I know, I will be able to see you at night but I am afraid that won't be enough. I will surely miss you. Now, I already miss you, but I know we have our own things to take care of. You need to catch up with your school and Mummy and Daddy need to earn money.

You've got to grow up and out and that's more important than clipping coupons, arranging stocks or selling pens at restaurants. You've got to learn what you are able to do and what aren't - and you've got to learn how to deal with that. You've got to learn about people and how they behave when they don't feel good about themselves - like Uncle Adam when he feels threaten by how well others treat you and then start bullying you. Yeah, you'll even have to learn how to pretend that name-calling doesn't hurt. It will always hurt, but you will have to put up a front or they will call you worse names next time. I only hope you remember how it feels - in case you ever decide to rank a kid who is smaller than you.

Daddy and Mummy are so proud of you that no words can help us to describe. The other day, while having dinner at your favorite Thai restaurant, there were this father and son passing by and holding hands. Daddy said to Mummy "I don't want the day to arrive when Boy will tell me not to hold his hands just because he is embarrassed in front of his friends". I know, that day will come. But for the record, in case you read this, can you please hold Mummy's and Daddy's hands as long as you can? That will really make our day, son.

However, it would be great if you can hold mine longer. If you notice, Mummy keeps sulking with you because Mummy thinks that you are more attached to Daddy. But Daddy said it's rubbish. Hmmm.

Last night, when Daddy was busy fixing the fuse that caused the black out, you hugged me so tight that I could smell your sweat. That was priceless. I wish that Daddy took longer time to fix the fuse so that you will be in my arms for a longer period.

You started to ask if you can go to Daddy the minute you heard the sound of keys outside. I wanted to savor the moment and you have already held Daddy's hands tightly to get to follow him outside.

I just wanted to say "I love you, son..."

P.S Mummy will buy you (more) Mentos if you promise to choose Mummy over your-fun-Daddy. I know I am not that fun but Daddy cheated. He has more strength to layan your funny playing habits. But not me. Unless you don't mind to follow me into the kitchen?

Happy Mother's Day!

2009-05-26T20:03:00.001-07:00

Isaac made me two beautiful cards for Mother's Day.

I could not help not to cry *happiness*

This is my fifth time celebrating Mother's Day, for real! I never celebrated with my mum.

He knows me very well that he made me two adorable cards;

1. Rabbit / Bunny Card

2. Floral Dress Card

....I am contemplating

2009-05-26T20:02:00.002-07:00

MIL invites us for some dinner party at her sister's house this Saturday night. Which we cant bring Isaac along.

I really want to go. But who's going to take care of him? This has always been our issue. There are few occasions that we cant bring him along (because of few reasons that only parents understand) therefore we always have to pass the invitations :(

Who can we trust to babysit him for a while?

*scratching head*

....I am contemplating. Should we get a maid? I feel like wasting money since we dont need a maid unless during times like this :S

Letter to our precious son

2009-05-26T20:02:00.001-07:00

Dear my precious Isaac,

We have sent you to your new school this morning. We woke up early, daddy helped you to shower, and then daddy prepared breakfast for you while Mummy getting ready. You were all excited when we mentioned that you are going to a new school, you put on the clothes on your own and had your breakfast while watching TV. We left home at about 7.45 am. Stuck in major traffic jam, arrived school 15 minutes late.

There at your new school, you suddenly realised that it was real that you started crying. You did try not to cry (Mummy knows that, baby) because Daddy said you are a boy and only girl can cry but you still burst into tears.

Dear Isaac,

All we want to do is to bring you up to be a confident, responsible, independent, fun loving, compassionate, caring, creative and imaginative child. Mummy and daddy are totally devoted to provide you everything that you need. This new school will provide you a strong foundation before you start your primary school another 1 and half years.

Please enjoy your day time at school. Explore, discover and learn anything you can. You will make soooOOoo many friends that you will look forward to come to school everyday.

It was never easy for Mummy and daddy to leave you at kindie or day care or even at Grandma's house when we need to go to work but we do what we have to do, my darling baby.

Mummy felt a little reluctant to leave you there to come to work today but seeing that your new friends were kind enough to guide you into the group, it was easier for us (to run quickly to car before you realise that).

Take care, my precious. Mummy and daddy will see you after work.

Lots lots of love,
Mummy (who is very pretty).

Changing Isaac's School

2009-05-26T20:01:00.000-07:00

We are considering to change Isaac's school.

He is now at one kindergarten which is far from good. They don't practise what they put in syllabus i.e English as first language. So we are looking for another one which only communicates in English. Mandarin class availability would be an advantage. Also, it would be good if they provide some extra classes like music or swimming classes; just some other sweet advantages.

Also, it would be better if the kindergarten is combined with a day care. So we no need to fetch him during lunch hour to another day care. It is tiring for him and us.

Oh yea, he is now 4yo turning 5yo :D

Please let me know if you guys happened to know any good kindergarten+day care nearby Section 17 & 14, PJ or any nearby places. We really appreciate this.

Little Precious

2009-05-26T20:00:00.004-07:00

My loving sister has finally given birth to a loud, precious and gorgeous baby girl at 11:10pm last night at Ampang Hospital. We waited for her to give birth until got chased off by security guard. It's hospital's policy not to allow visitors after visiting hours :(

She gave birth when we already got home so we will wait until off work to go and shower the baby girl with kisses and of course to snap hundreds of pictures ;)

Meanwhile, here are some pictures of Isaac and my brother Avele Adam;

Wonder Pets!

2009-05-26T20:00:00.003-07:00

"Wonder Pets! Wonder Pets! Kami datang! Membantu anak kambing dalan kesusahan. Kami tak besar. Dan kami tak kuat. Bila bekerjasama semua jadi mudah!
Hei, Wonder Pets! Yey!"

"Wonder Pets! Wonder Pets! We're on our way. To help a baby goat and save the day. We're not too big. And we're not too tough. But when we work together we've got the right stuff!
Go, Wonder Pets! Yay!"

(Heee, that's one of son's favorite songs. Sorry :P)

He likes it so much he hates it when either one of us try to sing together. lol.

Anyway, last night at One Utama, Honey pointed at one small boy with blonde hair. Chinese kid to be precised. It was obvious that the parents colored his hair to which Honey responded;

"Crazy ah? Damaging the kid's hair like that. If me, hell no I will do that to Boy. He has the most perfect silky soft hair ever. And nice skin too"

To which I countered;

"Yea, I asked him the other day if I can exchange skin with him. And he said "NO!!""

Happy weekend everybody! I am so excited for weekends. Lotsa house cleaning, packing and renovation to do!

He has always made us proud

2009-05-26T20:00:00.001-07:00

Everyone is amazed when Isaac says "please" and thank you". And sometimes when he greets people "Hello", "Gong Xi Fa Cai" and "Happy New Year".

We, as parents feel more than proud. Proud that we managed to set a good example and proud that we have managed to encourage him to do so. Oh, maybe this will only be understood by parents. Perhaps for some people it's nothing. But you will really be surprised that it is not easy to do this. Believe me. It took us a lot of effort, examples and praises. I have been to places where I saw other kids having trouble saying "thank you" when receiving gifts or something from other people even when the parents try by saying "so, what's the magic word?" or "what should you say?".

When we first taught him, we used this type of approach too. We asked him "hey, what should you say to Uncle Choo?" or "what's the magic word, baby?". We also told him, that people will like him more and give more stuffs if he says "thank you" and "please". He likes the idea. So after a while, he picked up and now he is very good at it. He can say "thank you" and "please" without us need to ask him to say these magical words.

And by showing good example, it really helps a lot. Honey and I show our love. We love each other and we express the feeling. When he is going out, even to downstairs to pick up something from car, we kiss each other and say "I love you". That shows Isaac that it's a beautiful thing to do because everytime we do that, he will also repeat the same thing. He will come to me and say "okay Mummy, I am following Daddy yea. I love you".

When I ask for his help, I will say "please". So that he knows everyone should say "please" not only him. In fact, he has been advising his aunt who is my elder sister to say "please" when she asks anything from him. That is just adorable, right?

We praise him a lot. We make it as practice to praise him everytime he does something good. We will say "Aw Isaac, you are such a smart and good boy. Mummy and Daddy love you so much".

Most important (beautiful to me) is whenever he thinks he has done something wrong. He will quickly say "sorry" even if it was really not his fault. In one occasion, Isaac accidentally knocked his head over mine while playing "boxing", so he said "sorry Mummy. Boy loves Mummy". I mean, isn't that wonderful to hear your baby say "sorry" to you without being forced to, like many other kids? I know many parents who will force the kids to say "sorry" whenever the kids misbehave in front of others because they (the parents) feel embarrassed. But I personally think it's not right. The kids will learn that they must say "sorry" because they are forced to. Not because they should.

"It's far more important to teach empathy than to force a child to parrot hollow words"~Brown Braun

I am just sharing my beautiful life so I hope I don't offend anybody by this writing.

God bless.

My inspiration, my life

2009-05-26T19:59:00.002-07:00

From the first time the doctor placed you in my arms
I knew I'd meet death before I'd let you meet harm
Although questions arose in my mind, would I be man enough?
Against wrong, choose right and be standing up
From the hospital that first night
Took a hour just ta get the car seat in right
People driving all fast, got me kinda upset
Got you home safe, placed you in your basonette
That night I don't think one wink I slept
As I slipped out my bed, to your crib I crept
Touched your head gently, felt my heart melt
Cause I know I loved you more than life itself
Then to my knees, and I begged the Lord please
Let me be a good mummy, all he needs
Love, knowledge, discipline too
I pledge my life to you

Dear little Isaac, I know sometimes I tend to ask too much from God. I asked him to keep giving me the world but without realising, the world had been given. Right in my arms (no worries, you will understand this craps when you are slightly older - when Daddy is willing to teach you craps).

Oh yea, Daddy said you were once very chubby (while looking at this picture) so please eat more. Or else, Daddy will stuff you with meat everyday when Mummy is away.

P/S I promise I won't ask you to clean the dishes again (yet).

Mummy loves you. Mummy loves you.

Our Smart Four Year Old Son

2009-05-26T19:59:00.001-07:00

What do you expect from a four year old child? I know, sometimes we both expect too much.

I expect him to understand and follow my instructions
I expect him not to interrupt our conversations - especially when mummy and daddy are talking
I expect him to finish his food on his own eventhough he dislikes the food I prepared
I expect him not to run too much during parties cause I am always a competitive modern mum among other mums

*Are all these too much?

Sometimes I am very sure of my expectations, I am sure these are OK to be expected from our four year old child;

I expect him to use sentences of six or more words
I expect him to speak well enough for strangers to understand
I expect him to understand why can't he run away from me at malls
I expect him to understand the concept of brushing teeth - so that he won't have crooked teeth like mine
I expect him to wash his hands before meals
I expect him to wash his feet and hands once reached home
I expect him not to pick up food he already dropped and continue eating the same piece

Cause he does all these without me yelling at him all the time. Because he is our smart son!

And I thank God that he inherited my smart genes. And ability to tahan mummy's nagging from daddy's genes ;)

Hello Mummy

2009-05-26T19:58:00.002-07:00

Just a quick one before PPIM meeting,

The other day, I called Isaac from work, checking on him (whether or not he has taken his lunch). The conversation went like this;

Me: What are you doing baby?
Isaac: Hey mummy, I am eating rice with chicken.
Me: Ah, that's good that you are eating. So Mummy will call you back later after your food alright?
Isaac: Okay, Mummy call back later yea!
Me: Sure baby.
Isaac: Mummy, is it because your phone is rosak again? Cause if yes, I will need to Hello Mummy, Hello Mummy, Hello Mummy for too many times hmmmm *sighing sound*
Me: No darling. This time you wont need to do that again. I have got Daddy to fix it

So smart. Can faint!

Note: The other day when I was on the phone with him, I had to answer another incoming call so I had to put him on hold for a while as he thought that my phone was spoiled that he needed to hello mummy hello mummy hello mummy for so many times *haha*

Meal Problem

2009-05-26T19:58:00.001-07:00

Isaac is a very picky eater (just like me). He eats when and what he feels like eating. At times, I will follow whatever his request is when it comes to food because I think by following his request, he will at least eat. Not only play until he's out of energy.

But his dad is very strict about this. I noticed when he phased out afternoon snacks, Isaac will eat better at dinner. Now considering what his dad's practice is rather more rational and practical, I don't simply offer a snack. If Isaac is really starved at around 4 to 5, I'll still give him something light like a small chocolate bar, but if it's after 5 approaching 6, I just give him something to drink usually a glass of milk so he'll save his appetite for dinner.

See, looks like daddy thinks better than mummy this time. We are still having problem to feed him vegetables and proper food according to fixed meal time as the grandparents are always spoiling him. So what we do is, we will attract him to eat by comparing him with my youngest brother (Adam). On how he wouldn't want to be as naughty or as skinny as his uncle is.

Energy Supply

2009-05-26T19:57:00.000-07:00

One of my energy-supply moment

Little Isaac

2009-05-26T19:56:00.000-07:00

Mummy loves you, many as how you would say :)

With his chipsmore uncle

Upside down (daddy's fave position - for Isaac I mean)

And again...

Before managed to escape ;)

The One About Fashion

2009-05-26T19:55:00.000-07:00

A mother was rushing to dress up with the cute son on her side.

Son: Mummy, faster faster. Daddy is waiting (in a very excited tone of going out to McD).

Mother: Okay okay...

Son: What are you wearing, Mummy?

Mother: Hmmm Mummy is not sure. Can you choose for me? (showing two evening dresses, one is with pinkish floral and another one is black and white).

Son: Hmmmmm (with wide smile), this one! (Pointing at the black and white one).

Mother: Hmmm Mummy like this one too. Okay, let's put it on.

Mother: (After putting it on) How is it? Mummy pretty or not?

Son: Yes!

The Chewing Gum, Big & Small Issue

2009-05-26T19:54:00.000-07:00

Mother: Have you eaten, Baby?

Son: Yes I have eaten.

Mother: What did you have?

Son: Hmmm I had rice with chicken with Milo.

Mother: Ha? Rice with Milo? Hmmm was it good?

Son: Yes verrryyyy good!

Mother: Can Mummy have some please? Please pretty please...

Son: Mummy cook yourself.

Mummy: Can you cook for me then?

Son: Noooo. I can't reach the stove. I am small. Mummy big.

Mother: Hmmm well, if you are still small, you have to eat more rice, drink more milk. Don't keep drinking Milo when Mummy is not around.

Son: Ohhh if I am big like Mummy then I can eat chewing gum?

Another chance to live

2009-05-26T19:53:00.002-07:00

Today, I am thanking god for giving me another chance to live. The same time last year, I was struggling hard to live. To breathe.

For the chance HE gave me today, I am extraordinarily indebted to the following people;

My apple of my eyes, who unfailingly make me smile days and nights, for having me close to his heart and always make me proud for making such a beautiful mistake.

My mum, who brought me into this world with huge spirit that lives with me.

My sister, Ziela who never judged me and always love me like 'the little sister', always.

My former boss a.k.a my god father, Peter Wong who offered himself as a father when I needed it the most. He went to extraordinarily lengths so that my hubby could spend time caring for me during my illness.

My friend, Ajiera who makes me think that I am the greatest friend, who bravely waded through this daunting life and kindly offered her company; and most of all.....

My hubby, who not only survived tough times in early life, relationship complications with his ex-girlfriend which makes him a better man for me, but far more impressively, survived the process of curing me with great love and good grace during those miserable months this past year.

I wish I knew words that could convey the depth of my gratitude for their kindness and love. Honey, especially, was and are enormously inconvenienced and overworked, yet remained loving throughout. For him, I have these words: Thank you, Honey, thank you.

I thank GOD for this

2009-05-26T19:53:00.001-07:00

I called my son last night from my mum's place;

Me: Hey, what are you doing?
Isaac: Watching Tom & Jerry.
Me: Have you eaten?
Isaac: Yes. Eat.
Me: What did you eat?
Isaac: I eat bread with chicken with beef with egg.
Me: Whoa that sounds good. Was it good?
Isaac: Yes mummy. Veeeeerrrryyyyy good.
Me: Can Mummy have some, please?
Isaac: Can. Boy feed Mummy okay, Mummy? (with some sound like feeding me)
Me: Thank you, baby, You know that Mummy loves you?
Isaac: Yes.
Me: Do you love Mummy?
Isaac: Love!
Me: Do you miss Mummy?
Isaac: Miss!!

Hmmmm dear God, Thank You!

I am a marvel

2009-05-26T19:52:00.000-07:00

Are there any perfect parents out there? To be honest. I am longing for one pair.
Each second we live is a new and unique moment of the universe, a moment that will never never be again....and what do our parents teach us? They teach us that two and two make four, and Paris is the capital city of France.

When will they also teach us what we are?

They should tell: Do you know what you are? You are a marvel. You are unique. In all the years that have passed, there has never been another child like you. Your legs, your arms, your clever fingers, the way you move.

You may become a Shakespeare, a Michelangelo, a Beethoven. You have the capacity for anything. Yes, darling, you are a marvel. And when you grow up, can you then have a another who is-like you, a marvel?

Maybe I am writing out of my disappointment of not having one. But. I am going home now. To tell him that he is a marvel. And followed by some hugs. And warm kisses.

I pray that you are okay there, grandma cause you were the best grandma one can ever have

2009-05-26T19:45:00.000-07:00

I received comment from bwooie in my previous post so I got excited and want to write more. I know I write craps but oh boy, I still am damn good in writing craps. I write craps that's why I write blog (not magazines or newspaper).

My grandma passed away on November 20, 2008 and I didn't shed a single drop of tears. Everybody said I will cry one day and when the day arrives I will cry like I never did. And yes they were right, I started crying to sleep on December 9 until now, every single night.

I felt relieved, in a way. Not relieved that she is gone but relieved that I am not dead inside as I thought.

And last few nights I have been dreaming about late grandma. I know I always dream of her after she passed on but this time it's as if she is still alive and she has never passed on. What is going on? I am a little disturbed.

I talked to some friends. They said maybe because I miss her too much or maybe because it's a sign of something she wants me to know. But if that's true, what is it, grandma?

God, I miss her.