o' brother....

I'm sure many of you saw last night's American Idol, where it's the guys turn to take the stage.

I'm sure many ladies (and even guys) saw Ace .. who sang George Michael's 'Father Figure' (yummers)

But... did any of you catch Ace's brother????? (yummeri-doooo!)

Homer's out of the country, can anyone tell? heheheh...

-horn's-coming-out-L

KLIA day...

Some people have family day, annual day, casual day...

But for us, we have KLIA day.

How, pray tell do we have KLIA day, you ask?

When you miss 2 flights and spend a chunk of the afternoon waiting for the last flight to our destination - That's KLIA day.

During our hey-day of travels, both Homer and I have NEVER missed a flight, so you can imagine our frustration when we missed not only one, but two flights back to Homer's hometown. Local destination probably ain't our thing. (eksyen lebih..)

Poor baby Ni-Mu for having to sit in her carseat for 2 trips to the airport. The elements was against us, but we were lucky that there was another flight that we can take with Air Asia. Ironically, its the flight I suggested to Homer earlier on when we were planning the trip..

So the moral of the story is..

LISTEN TO YOUR WIFE, SHE'S ALWAYS RIGHT

Oh... and on a more interesting note, Ni-mu actually said "Hi.." (very loud and clear, if I may add) to a teenage boy while waiting to board our third-time's-the-charm-flight. Homer is now worried that our little baby may have the tendency to like older men...

-the-right-one-L

Sweep, sweep, sweep

Can someone just explain me what the hell is CURLING all about??

It's just a bunch of men sweeping like mad along the icy track with a bulls eye at the end. The thing they hold in their hands looks very much like my dry-mop.. you know.. the one that is great on dust and hair on the floor.

And the ultimate question would be .. Can I get the athlete's phone numbers? They'd make great cleaners, what with all their training. I'm pretty sure they've nothing to do after the Torino Olympics.

-I-need-a-curling-iron-L

Mango freeze..

... it has been 4 days since my little Ni-Mu did a poopie-doo. For those who do not have babies of their own, let me just tell you that they can poop like 4-5 times a day in their first few months! So you can imagine how worried I was. It happened last week and the doctor gave us some glycerine mixture to squirt up her you-know-what. Poor baby..

The effect was almost immediate. You know the saying, "when it rains, it pours".. well, it really poured! Ni-Mu practically was "producing" mango freeze. I swear it can fill up the large slurpee cup.

We thought her trauma would be over, but it looks like my little Ni-Mu will be serving me some mango freeze tomorrow.

-oy!-L

What did you talk about today?

While everyone else thinks about worldly topics - perhaps the fate of Israel now with Sharon's condition or something with a local twist - whether they should open an account with the banks that has a branch in KLCC.. or what shall we do with over the long Chinese New Year weekend..

Homer and I mull on whether we should cut Ni-Mu's hair because she's beginning to sport a mullet.

Omygawwwddd.. is it me or her hair is getting longer at the back?
Eeeeek! Ya laa ala Michael Bolton..

Yes, I truly have nothing else to write about except that we may have to face the fact our daughter is turning into Michael Bolton.

-i-love-you-but-i-lied-wtf???-L

Flash!

Who: Over-emotional L and Cranky Ni-Mu

Where: Unit 5, level 4, my apartmen building

When: Approximately 12.20 pm

What: Me crying my eyes out watching the ending of a movie called "The Notebook" while Naiara hangs on to me crying to go to sleep. Kodak moment indeed!

-still-hormonal-L

How was your weekend?

Last Saturday, I finally saw a glimpse of what I would call the "old me" (with that darn little pouch that just wouldn't budge.. what's up with that???). I had a mini girls night out! Okay, so it was only me, Entrepreneurina and Sing-Sing Gal, but I had fun.. It's been a while since I could just lounge around listening to good music and drink Coke (ahem-light).

Hurrah for me!

I knew it was time to go when my breasts started to feel a little tingly.. ladies and gentlemen, that's what you call a "milk letdown". A time when my chest expands from a C-cup to a D-cup.

Aaah, the joys of motherhood.

-funky-mama-L

Calling beautiful ladies..

Okay,I've been keeping this in long enough. Anyone out there seen this "Malaysia's Most Beautiful" program? I seem to catch bits and pieces of it and ironically, it's uggllyyy..

Last night, with only 4 contestants to go, I thought .. hmm maybe the last 4 are potentially beautiful people. Oh.. was I wrong. I feel sorry for the judges for having to keep up with the lot all this while, and their challenge last night was a total fiasco.

To top it all off, during dinner one of the finalist (the one with long curly wavy hair) commented that she liked the mushroom she was eating .. shitake mushroom which she pronounced she-take (shitek).

ARRRGGHHHHHHH!

Come on Malaysia, is this what we have to show to define Malaysia's Most Beautiful?

-beauty-and-the-beast-L

Is it really 2006?

Does the New Year count if you slept through it?

You got it, I.. slept through the change of year, after the (not so much) build up to it. With all the new changes in my life, I settled with watching the KLCC New Year countdown concert on TV, and realized for the first time ever that KRU cannot sing to save their lives. Please, no hate mail on this.. I used to think they're the breath of fresh air our local music industry needed, (studios can do wonders on recordings!) So I was fooled too.

So here I am, new year, new baby and let's not forget the new body. The problem is, when you have too high of an expectation on yourself, you get easily frustrated when things doesn't come exactly like what you planned. For example, motherhood was real challenge, breastfeeding was an exceptional curve for me, plus getting used to having someone who practically clings on you for her dear life.

I'm not complaining about my miracle, I'm just saying don't expect a certain scenario and stick with that. Brace yourself, your life is NOT a movie. I should have known better - Life is a series of challenge, take it as it comes.

So, I reckon since I have finally overcame my mutilated nipples problem. Next would be getting back in shape. I know the books are saying 9 months up.. so 9 months down.. again eager lil' me just ain't happy everytime I see my own reflection.

Just so you know - I have not morphed into a manic depressive, this is me lacking sleep and a little dosage of privacy and missing the "old" L. Ah well, that's the challenge, right?

Bring it on 2006!!

-new-supermama-wannabe-L

Chronicles of..

Naiaraaaa

7.30 am - Wails then sinks mouth on boobies
8.30 am - Have face and bum-bum washed and cleaned by yours truly
8.45 am - Watch mumsy make a fool out of herself, trying to keep little NiMu entertained
9.15 am - Short walk with Ba-ba (the ever obliging Obaa-san, aka grandma)
9.30 am - Nap
11.00 am - Wails while having nappy changed
11.15 am - Yummy Boobies
12.00 pm - Nap
3 pm - Wailed
3.15 pm Nappy change and more yummy boobies
4 pm - Play time, with a limit of 6 minutes per activity..
4.45 pm - In the stroller
5.00 pm - I'm too tired entertain her.. where's her uncle and daddy????
5.30 pm - Just stick the boobies in.. maybe she'll fall asleep .. (yeahhhh rright)
6.00 pm - Bath time.. and peed all over my pants.. *sigh*
6.30 pm - Maybe some more milk.. Gosh .. cepat la tidooo
7.30 pm - Passed the baton over to Homer-dad
8.00 pm - wailed and pooped
8.30 pm - Sleep.. finally
11.00 pm - Wails while eyes still closed and nappy change
11.05 pm - Sinks mouth onto boobies
12.00 am - Sleep
3.30 am - More milk
4.30 am - More Sleep
7.30 am - ... And the cycle begins again

* Fussines, crying, wailing and pooping has been kept to a minimum in this report so as NOT to SCARE future parents.

-milked-out-L

I need to

- have my hair washed and blown by Keith
- desperately do my nails
- go lunching with my girlfriends
- buy something new... bags, shoes, clothes.. anything!
- get back in shape


Today is jual ikan - day... feeling a tad selfish today

Perhaps ordering in MacDonalds' will make it all go away.

-itching-to-be-out-and-about-L

Motherhoooodd

Things I’ve learned so farr..

- Having a C-section does not make you a 2nd class mother and don’t let anyone get you down on this. Try breastfeeding a squirming (and after a while.. crying..) baby while lying down on your side after 7 layers of your tummy has been cut open, then prodded pushed and pulled apart.

- Breastfeeding is PAINFUL. The baby shall now be called little NI-MU (NIpple MUtilatorrrr)

- Ni-Mu (formerly know as Bumpkin) looks so much like that baby in Ice Age.. just not as easy to entertain.. Does this mean I’m the Sloth cos Homer is definitely the Mammoth? ..heheh

- Walking with dignity is impossible the first couple of days .. and possibly for the rest of the week. Don't bother packing nice outfits for coming home.

- The 1st woman in the breastfeeding video looks a lot like Uma Thurman and the 2nd resembles Janet Jackson. This little information entertained me during the breastfeeding class… Should have paid more attention.. my poor breasts..

- Don’t bother looking at yourself in the mirror after giving birth. You’ll still look pregnant.. to be precise.. you look 5-6 months pregnant. Keep your focus on the miracle that has came out of it.

- The only thing that will cheer you up is getting the baby latch on to your boobies correctly and having her fill till she falls asleep. Having your hair professionally blown may come to a close second.. That’s my hunch at least, cos I never did get the chance to have it nicely blown..

..uh-oh, Ni-Mu beckons.. be still my nipples..

-mutilated-L

And baby makes three......

Our little bundle of Joy!!!

Say Hello to Baby Naiara!!





Wifey safely delivered a very healthy baby girl!

Born 23-11-2005 @ 1800 hrs.
Weight: 3.75 Kg
Length: 47.75 cm

Both Mummy and Baby doin fine. Daddy still recuperating....

Our little bumpkin is now our little eskimo girl... her mummy says she looks like the little baby in Ice Age.. heh...

-Homer says "and the fun begins...."-

Guess who's coming to dinner..

On our last check up, Bumpkin has grown heavier, right up to the doctor's cut off weight for normal delivery. And so after a LOOOONNNGGG discussion with a little bit of tears on my side, we are going to for a scheduled window opening (aka c-section). Had my last jalan-jalan and dinner last night before officially becoming parents.

Couldn't really sleep last night and kept staring at the crib next to me. *Gulp*, soon that space will be occupied (hopefully by Bumpkin and not her toys .. will try the hardest to be disciplined and let her sleep in the crib..)

So later in the afternoon, we'll be seeing our precious Bumpkin!

Praying for a swift procedure, small incision and most importantly, our baby's health.

-one-more-scar-for-the-tummy-L

Random thoughts..

While waiting to see the doc.

- The tummy makes for a fantastic hand rest.
- Tummy can also double up as cup holder.
- Must remove cup immediately when Bumpkin starts to move frantically, unless you don’t mind spilling water on the already stretched out t-shirt.

*update

Bumpkin has maintained her weight and she’s still floating around, i.e. the head is not engaged yet, so no baby yet, and there’s a great chance that I won’t go into labour till next week.

To conclude, I’ll still have my hand rest and “round” table to use as I please.

I am now a furniture.

-solid-L

Big baby and me

Over the weekend we caught the purple dinosaur show. Yes, we went to the Barney show, for the benefit of Bumpkin (or so I thought) .. but, in the end, it was more so for the big baby, i.e. Homer.

He was raving about Barney after the show, “I understand why the kids love him! (or is it her?).. Barney doesn’t insult the kids’ intelligence”, probably more like he doesn’t insult Homer’s intelligence. I can see it now, Bumpkin sitting in front of the TV watching Barney videos with Homer pretending that he is Barney.

On other news, we found out that Bumpkin’s estimated weight is 3.5 kg! Which means I have to brace myself for a C-section since the doctor believes that I am too small (short) to deliver Bumpkin normally if she keeps on packing the weight.

Any tips on keeping Bumpkin’s weight as it is?

-maybe-i-should-stop-eating-cakes-L

Sign number 6

that I’m losing it..

Super Lawyer Gal called me this morning asking for one of our girlfriends phone number. I frantically searched for my mobile, tossing the cushions on the sofa to the floor, while screaming, “Where’s my phone??? Can’t find my phone!!”.

Then it struck me, I was holding it against my ear!

-going-nuts-L

Yesss...

Yes..

Yes.. I am STILL pregnant and have overstuffed myself during raya. It’s a wonder how my belly can expand to accommodate Bumpkin (whom according to the weekly email updates, is packing on fat under her skin, gaining an ounce a day till D-day) and the lemang, lontong, nasi dagang, cookies and cakes that I’ve devoured.

Selamat Hari Raya !

Just remember that however full and overstuffed you feel, you can’t beat me.. paint me purple and I’d almost look like Barney!

-chomps-away-L

Milestone week..

I just came into my 35th week of pregnancy. Although my due date is 30th Nov, this time next week, i.e. at 36 weeks the baby is considered full term and therefore I can deliver anytime, and I am scared. I can no longer be the carefree L. It didn’t help that the Oprah show this morning was showing out of control kids.

Now I have to be “responsible L”, “disciplinarian L”, “mommy mode L”.

No more stupid questions like, “I find that I have to take a shower late in the evening before sleeping every night. Is that okay?”, to which my gynae smiled and said, “ .. erm, as opposed to showering once a month?”

Oookaayyy..

Let’s-stick-to-the-due-date-L

Crib-masterrrr....

I am Wonder Woman, sans the utility belt, cuffs, tiara and that gorgeous body.

Yesterday, I assembled the crib ALL BY MYSELF. Mind you, the crib did not come with any instructions, just the parts, bolts and screws.

Where’s Homer, you asked?

He has joined a cult.. I haven’t seen him since Saturday. Things will resume back to normal tomorrow when the money making course he’s attending finishes. This better be worth it ..

-Wonder-Woh-man-L