How many diaper bags does 1 baby need?

If you are my baby, you need 4!

Yes, madam has 4 diaper bags but only 1 baby.

-_-

The newest addition joined my little diaper-bag-family on 19 Jan 2007. Also the day I chopped half my hair off. (finally!) To cut a long and boring story short, I went to see Mark. Mark is a nice guy from Hong Kong who always cuts my hair and makes me look fabulous for at least 6 hours. Then I wash my hair and all the hairdryer magic disappears and I look like market-auntie again. (ala Cinderella)

I digress.

Anyway, Mark, bless his soul and his hundred dollar scissors, gave me a wonderful new bob. Hot damn! I look good!

After the haircut, in true vainpot fashion, I paraded the new do around Ngee Ann City, my ego the size of a blue whale. I went to the baby department at Taka, checked out the shoes at L1, then... went to Kate Spade. (deng-deng-deng-denggggg...)

That's when things started to go downhill and my common sense evaporated.

Still reeling from the euphoria of not looking like a market-auntie anymore, I bought a Kate Spade diaper bag. (Yah! As if a nice hair cut will help to pay my credit card bill!)

But it is SO COOL! Look!

What a lovely hue of green! Take note of the dome-shaped zip at the bottom...

... it opens a secret compartment!












Check out the matching changing mat! Details, people! It's all about details!








Lotsa space! Anddddd, the piece de resistance...


... a built-in cooler box!

*phwoarh!*
*phwoarh!*
*phwoarh!*

Kate Spade, you have a gift. Bless you.



Mark, you have magic fingers. Bless you too.





DN, you have a pacifier in your mouth and very big eyes. Bless you!!




Madam, you have very thick skin. Post so many pictures of yourself!

















postscript : the clock has struck twelve, the carriage is now a pumpkin, the ballgown is now rags and I look like market-auntie again! Mark's hairdryer magic is gone... *sob*

It's unfair!

... that after the pain of labour, the sleepless nights and the countless number of times the baby shits, pees and vomits on the mother, she will be as bald as a peanut.

Yes! I'm shedding like a pomeranian.

And it's not funny coz I am no Rapunzel to start with. When I run my fingers through my hair, clumps of 5-6 hairs will fall out. (ACK!) There's hair everywhere - on the floor, on the bed, on the chair, everywhere! Except on my head.

-_-

I hope this stops soon otherwise I will look like this.


This is a Xoloitzcuintli by the way. Yup yup, I kid you not. That's really the name of this breed of dog. ("show-low-itz-queen-tli")










Anyway, I'm not the only person in the house who's balding. DN's a victim too. Looks like the only thing that's growing well in our house are the stupid weeds.

DN has half a head of hair. When I say "half", I don't mean half as in volume, but half as in area. It's so weird! He has hair on the right, but none on the left!


He looks dashing from the right eh?

Ok, maybe not, coz his top is as sparse as a desert.

-_-






Look!

On his left, he's as bald as an egg!

Hair which should be on his head is all over his sheets.








* Apparently, hairfall after giving birth is NORMAL and EXPECTED. (bah!) The estrogen that comes with pregnancy is not needed after the baby is born, so it falls back to pre-pregnancy levels. (oi!)

I went through labour and gave birth! I should be rewarded with MORE hair! (and a lot of other things, come to think of it)

I WANT MY ESTROGEN BACK!

PF's New Toy

Remember how I was complaining about our old camera, and PF bought a fancy-shmancy new one? Well, he bought a fancy-shmancy lens too! It can take pictures with DOF.

?????

Donkey On Field? Dreadfully Orange Face? Dog Or Fish?

Answer : DOF is Depth Of Field!

?????

Yeah, right, like that explains a lot right? Hahaha... don't worry, in all my 31 and a half years, I've never heard of DOF either. I'm a point-click-and-hope-for-the-best kind of girl.

What DOF really means is, the main focus of your pictures will look super clear as the background will be blurred = the foreground will be clearer than the background = depth of field! (or something like that... photography gurus please don't crucify me!)

Taken with spanking new camera with spanking new lens with DOF!

note: fuzzy background, clear foreground



Taken with useless old camera. Bah!

note: handsome subject in the foreground is clear, and so is the background
note: this is PF's favourite mitten... I WONDER WHY!

Taken with spanking new camera.

note: clear foreground, fuzzy background

note: how much weight he has put on!

Taken with useless old camera.

note: both foreground and background are clear

note: how cute the subject looks

Taken with spanking new camera.
(note : DN's weird balding pattern)

Oh my golly goodness golliwog gosh!!

There are 4 apples in the counter! i.e. there have been one thousand visits to DN's page! DN is famous! He is a celebrity! He is paparazzi fodder!

Hahaha, ok, better not get ahead of myself because half of those hits probably belong to DN's No. 1 fan...

... his grandmother, and my mother! She checks the blog first thing in the morning and last thing at night, and whenever there's nothing good to watch on channel 5. (i.e. all day!)

Right mummy??? ;)

Anyway, speaking of celebrities, paparazzi, fame and fortune, I entered DN in an online photo contest. If he wins, he will be crowned "Cutest Baby in January 2007", hahahahaha... and because I am without shame, I have been garnering votes from everyone I know. (including YOU, blog-reader!) Click on the link below, *hint*hint* ;)

http://www.singaporemoms.com/community/node/80864

But let me warn u first - it's damn ley chey man! Before u can vote, u must register as a user. So now, my 14-year old brother has an account with Singapore Moms.

-_-

If DN does win, he's not really the "Cutest Baby in January 2007", but the "Baby-with-the-most-votes-coz-his-mother-has-no-shame"!

But come on, if this is not "Mr January" material, then I don't know what is!


Mr marble-eyes-and-hair-on-only-one-side-of-the-head






hiak hiak hiak!




Can u see the silver sliver of saliva? (try saying that 10 times as fast as u can, hahahaha!)




The silver sliver of saliva has disappeared!









* hmm... i just counted 15 exclamation marks in this blog post! (16!) (17!) ... and that's 18... i must stop this now.

4 months old!

DN's 4th month birthday is today, so we took pictures of him in his birthday suit. Thank goodness he doesn't hate Tummy Time anymore. We can now see his neck in photographs!!!!! In all earlier shots, he's just a head on top of shoulders. (see pic 1)

PIC 1

No neck.

Ah! The elusive neck! It exists!










He's clapping his feet!









To celebrate, (yeah right! it's just an excuse for us to go out for a nice dinner!) we went to Grand Shanghai. We had...

• Cod (deep fried with garlic & steamed with shanghai cabbage)
• Xiao Long Pao (2 Pork & 2 Crab)
• Xiao Bai Cai
• Wu Xi Pork Ribs with Fried Man Tou (phwoarh!)
• Egg Souffle Balls with Red Bean and Banana (phwoarh! phwoarh!)

We got there around 745pm. While waiting for the food, DN was appreciating the live retro Chinese music. He fell asleep around 835pm and slept all the way until 945pm!!!!! We were so shocked! (his 830pm nap is usually only 30-45 mins long) We have narrowed the reasons for this anomaly down to 2 ...

1. He knew it was our 1st nice dinner out, so he wanted to give us a chance to eat in peace.
2. He's an old man trapped in a baby's body - he liked the retro Chinese songs!!!

If it's number 2, I'm dead. Does this mean I have to learn how to sing "Yue Liang Dai Biao Wo De Xin"? That's worse than singing Old MacDonald Had A Farm.

Anyway, while DN was sleeping, PF and I were playing with the new camera... hur hur hur...


These blur shots are great! They hide all pimples, blackheads, eyebags, fat chins, wonky eyes... blah blah blah...







Shty-lo Milo!



PF : "Still sleeping??"

Me : "Look here lah!"


When PF showed me this shot, I almost died. My arm looks like a honey baked ham! Oh. My. God.

I made him crop the picture. Muuuuuch better!

DN : "That's cheating!"

Me : "-_-"

Happy New Year!

Thank you Annette for inviting us over for a New Year's Eve dinner :)

The bevy of beauties below are my uni-mates : Desri, Annette, (me) & Tabby. I first met these guys in 1995, which means I've known them for a DECADE! I don't know what planets were aligned in which position, but all of us gave birth in the 1st week of September! (oops, except Tabby, who only adopted her glow worm baby at Annette's house)















Keyan - Ariel - DN - Glow Worm
(DN and Ariel are looking suspiciously at glow worm, hur hur...)















That's Des & Keyan and me & DN. We both gave birth on the SAME DAY, in the SAME HOSPITAL and were in rooms NEXT TO EACH OTHER! How freaky is that! When I went to the labour ward that day, I saw her walking out of the toilet just as I was going in to change into the hospital gown. It's a wonder how I didn't give birth there and then. I mean, you bump into friends along Orchard Road, or in a hawker centre, but not in the delivery ward!!!

PF took a gazillion pictures, but most of them came out wonky and made us look like monsters : half-closed eyes, half-open mouths, stupid shocked expressions, vibrating & fuzzy babies... bah humbug! This is one of the few decent shots. (but I had to spoil it by waving DN's hand... it's a CAMERA, not a VIDEO-CAM, you moose!)

This is Annette's little boy, Seth, being very proud of his yoghurt moustache.