It is much more fun to teach Dylan now as he is more curious and aware of his surroundings...He knows that we have to press the keys on the lap top and he does that whenever he sits on my lap in front of the lappie. Same goes for the piano .:) Boy, he does have strength to press the keys!He knows how to use the telephone receiver and listens attentively when i press the numbers and call popo up to talk.He makes a funny noise when on the telephone as if talking...But he still does not know how to hold a book nor turn the page cause it always ends up in the mouth.....So much so for bed time stories. haha.

At Sentosa 1 degree 15 :)

Photos taken at Hilton during lunch w st nicks classmates...

Terror struck again.Doing some reflection after he threw a tantrum just now. Recently Dylan protests violently by crying at the top of his lungs when trying to make him sleep. Of course mom decides when he should sleep , not baby decides.---that's one rule of thumb when baby is older., unless of course baby is extremely tired.He used to take 4 naps a day, usually the longest one and half hour but recently he is dropping one nap and taking naps as long as 2 to 3 hours.The problem is when he sleeps past his milk time, but i make sure he does not miss his solid food meal time.He still wakes at 5 am plus to 6 am plus, and his wake time can stretch for as long as 2 to 3 hours instead of the past 1 half hour to 2...that means more job to entertain him. The saga that just happened was him crying furiously when he wanted to tap at the lap top instead of sleeping. I make the silly mistake of giving in cause i cldnt take the crying, and his expression immediately changed to a gleeful impish smile and coo when i put him on my lap and he even bounced up and down! Oh man...how stupid of me to give in!!!!After this, i decide i should start disciplining him more.Will start with curbing the whining....he whines nowadays when he wants something but cant get it cause he cant communicate. I will teach him how to sign---Please and teach him the meaning of NO---by squeezing him hand. wil do this over and over again until he learns. And if he continues the disruptive behaviour i will remove him from the place. I guess the corrective behaviour will start with stopping him from putting the wrong things into the mouth....Early parenting always start with restrictive and preventive actions rather that a persuasive speech.Will not let Dylan become a brat ....!

Just came back fRom vivocity again....( yeah my new haunt) and just watched ENCHANTED......sooooooo damn funny. :) It's trying to be a parody of a lovey dovey fairy tale, yet it ends up mocking itself by ending in a fairy tale way. Anyway...:) it's humour is really funny.


By the way , this blog will still exist in the sense that it will just be pictures of dylan updated regularly----for his grandmother, but no writings or what so ever. Those of you who left comments will definitely be given the new address soon.:)



OH .....by the way. I GOT MY APOLOGY. *Grin*

This blog is gonna migrate in a few days time.

Please leave me a comment if you want to know the new address--leave your blog address or email.

HURT AND ANGRY!!!!!!

I am soooooo angry and hurt tt i cant sleep.It all started out when i gestured to him to change the pacifier....." Why do you have to change the freaking thing in the middle of the night every few hours? "he said.....To me, it's cause Dylan has a sore throat, so we have to practise hygiene to whatever that goes into the mouth.Doesnt he think of that and isnt he concern ?

Next up.....when i was halfway feeding Dylan, i realise that there is stg in the milk. Of course i quickly ask him up to take a spoon to scoop it out while i have to stick some other thing into Dylan's mouth.( Dylan is sleeping and i dun wan him to wake up)...He scooped it out and analysed the thing under the light, and not pass me the bottle back immediately. Then when i ask him to quickly pass me back the bottle, he feels like i am scolding him and retorted," how would i know you wan to feed him still?" i said," Of course! cant you see the milk inside and why would i ask you to scoop it out if i din want to feed him? might as well just stop?" Then you know what he said? " You should see the thing first,Bitch , F*** you." Well is there a need for it? Thanks hubby! I tell you , i am goddamn pissed now for getting cursed at just cause i corrected you.I know you want to sleep, so do i ok?

Now he's the kind who says " just add in hot water to make the milk hotter if you want it hotter for Dylan to drink---" instead of watching the amount inside, and using the correct method of warming the milk up.

Now he's the kind who says" There is no rain--can bring him out for walk."---When i check, it is still drizzling...

Now he is the kind who thinks we dun need to wash the pacifier if it drops onto the floor.

Now he is the kind who feels who dun need to sterilise all the time.

Now he is the kind who lifts his baby and lets the baby knock onto the fan.

HOW TO NOT

CORRECT HIM!!!???????

Of course i have to correct right? I dun care if your man ego is so fragile anot, i still have to correct. At least i dun curse you and call you names.Dylan is just a baby and we have to be extra sensitive when dealing with his life and be careful. It is an understatement ---to be careful. Just like if we prepare fish porridge for baby, we have to be careful of the bones .... I dun trust my hubby at all to do anything, and have to keep reminding him.He knows he is forgetful and dun seem to do anything to improve himself. How can anyone be like that? Especially when you are a DAD? You mean next time your kid forgets something and tell you to live with it, you accept it? OR DO YOU CORRECT HIM?

Now they have the crappy thing saying that wives shouldnt nag too much at husbands , wait husbands get tired of the wives at home and go for other women outside. Wah lau.You tell me how? HOW???????i am so sick and tired of it already.and right now, HURT ,

HURT , HURT!!!!!!


I think i need an apology.

Different Sleeping styles of Dylan.....The first....he fell asleep while stratching his ears....DUH.


....Mummy recovered the next day after a good night's rest, but soooo busy still.Cause the next day , it became Dylan's turn....He had a strep throat... brought him to c doc, but doc say to wait it out as there was no medication for it. Oh well..Anyway...he is better today.

Brought Dylan out on my own today to Vivocity. Baby Bjorn plus pram. No joke. Good calorie burner.....but managed to do what i want and get my stuff. At first it was good....finally out and looking at all the stores...But i hate the festive crowd...ugh.I prefer it when it is all quiet when the holidays are not here.Towards the end...i did not enjoy it the wee bit. Dylan is teething, so he kept sucking the stroller bar, much to my disgust . And he was quite tired too, even though he just woke up and drank milk at home before going out.by the end of the trip...at the taxi stand, he was already sucking furiously away at his pacifier and rubbing his eyes.....Phwah...

Anyway...i got him a sippy cup which din work ...cause he kept gnawing away at the tip. Hiya....really hope this stage will pass soon.Afterall his front teeth are out mah...

I am down. bloody hell. so miserable. Oh allow me to wallow phulease....first it was hubs , then i prolly caught the nasty bug from him. Being weaker, bug did me more harm. Hubs only had sore throat. I have sore throat, headache, fever,body ache, and lao sai. I started the ls thing from yesterday after i ate the pig floss bread and curry naan bread from Breadtalk. You be damn right i will stay away from those 2 bread from now onwards.....i am so worried about Dylan. Begged mom to come over to take over for the afternoon, begged dear to remember to eat the cough mixture so he will be fine faster. also i think my maid has the cough. shit....not one soul is 100% in good health. hate myself for being so weak.

just dragged my ass to the doc after tutoring and got a strong dose of medication. Doc also recc me having surgery for the nose. Oh, no rhinoplastic surgery.....it is for the tissues inside. Apparently i have not been using my nose to breathe for years cause the tissues are swollen.sigh. and i always get nasal back drip, so i get phelgmy....plus i am asthmatic... alot of probs hor? If you were me, what will you do? Sigh. so i got the referral letter to the ENT, will see the specialist and see what can we do about the NOSE.sob....i am so sad. no mood to do anything. no strength to carry dylan cause i get dizzy too. Low blood pressure.

I must get well soon no matter what. Now no choice, ask Maid and hubs to look after dylan for the night. MIL no use. she dun even know how to make milk for him. How to help? sigh. Now if my maid is down, i sure to cry.

Oh , btw, little prince just sprouted 2 top teeth. fast huh? among his peers...i know it is fast. he keeps grinding his teeth now and his mouth is perpetually closed..cause he is grinding the gums together. Poor darling.Now...every baby has to go through this.:) So it's just early for you eh. Mummy get well and will sayang you soon.

Ok....i am going back to sulk in bed again. tata.

Mummy got bored....so took out camera....Dylan

tried to snatch it but couldnt...saw mummy's hand...

OOOOOOooooooo.......Hand is yummy......

Relishing da hand.....smearing it with smelly saliva....

Some more saliva spread......

Saliva * drip drip*

Oh stop it!!!!! Why do you keep snapping ugly pictures of me?

Somehow the video cant load.....shall wait a while then i will post.

Before Going out........

Halfway through our meal.....Dylan got hungry....and guess what? Got input and output again. So mummy has to go to the Orchid House side to change his diaper.....Met an Ang Moh baby there and Dylan got so excited....so did the other baby, s/he kept clasping the hands and giggling..I realise Dylan like to reach out to babies to touch them...

Brought Dylan to my ex colleagues place to visit for a while...seems like quite a number of teachers had resigned or transferred from the school......We all know why...* smile to myself*

Dylan's favourite position to sleep........Look at the position of the pillow and where he has rolled to!!!!

Anyway, took some photos while we brought Dylan to Botanical Gardens on Saturday...but too lazy to post. Wait first ok...?

I sat in a cab this morning to Tiong Bahru plaza to see the Eu Yan san doc, and this conversation w the cabbie knocked some more sense into me , plus after i had a talk w hubs the other day, i think i ought to be happier. Uncle was complaining about the increase in fare and the rental that parallelled it. He has 2 kids and wifey is not working, he says that after deducting rental and oil, he prolly could only earn 3 k if lucky. Somemore got inflation of 5 %. Wah Lau.....That set me thinking....boy ....i am quite lucky. Alot of times i take things for granted.I might not be rich but at least i am in a better position than alot of other pple, yet i am broody, grouchy ( yeah lack of sleep....but i prolly should get over it).Just the other day, i asked him to give me 5 good reasons why i should be happy.

He said, i should be thankful that Dylan is a healthy chap, although a handful. That sat me thinking about the other time at NUH when i saw a yellow baby, suffering form Jaundice at 6 mths cause of probs w liver.

He said that i should be thankful that after birth, i still look quite good. i raised an eyebrow when i heard '" quite "... How come not "very good " eh? .....

He said that i should be thankful that i have a choice of whether i want to work, and that i can choose not to work my whole freaking life.

He said i should be glad that i have a hubby that does not entertain at all although he has plenty of chances to.He would rather go home and sleep than club.


I cant remember the 5 th one but i think the 4 are very good already.Hubs promised to be more caring, was complaining that he always ask," how is Dylan."....No , he never ask, "How are you my dear?"..... Mothering has been taken for granted for me, i bet alot of other homemakers too.....sometimes we just need a warm word or two to make our days..


Anyway, shall not digress from the topic, i am actually taking alot of things for granted and some of my perspective are skewed... like he reminded me the maid is to take care of Dylan, she would not be the one who would teach and educate him cause that is my job and i think i should stop harping that she is not good enough.Now I remind myself constantly to relax and let go abit . Of course i am still particular on how she handle Dylan , especially Hygiene. Even though i stay home , i get quite tired and need ME TIME, so a good maid is very important.


Now i just want to enjoy watching Dylan grow and proudly tell him in future that mama gave up her job to look after him.There will be one day when I look at him and realise he is cute in a baby sense anymore and so i better cherish i have got right now.

Dylan enjoys his time in the rainforest jumperoo that i have rented for him. Apity it does not have any teethers for him to gnaw on. His top two teeth are growing out , that is why he is easily irritated these days.

Today he went to NUH for his last of 6 in 1 jab. We waited for like 2 hours though we had an appointment....what to do. We are in Singapore wat... Dylan was busy kpoing ard again, and this little girl was bawling away while her mother struggle to make milk for her. Dylan watched intently.....and then the moment the mummy passed the bottle to the little girl, Dylan started whining and then cry. He wanted the bottle!!!!!!Good Grief! I quickly took out his bottle and pass it to him and he finished his milk in a jiffy. Hahaha. Greedy baby....When it was time for his jab, he did not cry at all. The nurse joked that it was prolly cause he was bak bak at his thighs... good for you baby...:) Since we are under the Zoom scheme, we need not pay at all and we went home after that. I gave him his paracetamol before he zonked out. He slept from 1.30pm to 4. 30 pm . before he woke up crying cause i shifted him. It was time to drink milk again and after that I gave him a biscuit and pear juice, while he sat gnawing away on the bumbo. We have tried Gerber's and Earth best juice , both of which Dylan hates. He finally settled with heinz pear juice.

My Prince weighs 9 .065kg and is 70cm ...:)

http://www.newscientist.com/article/dn2457.html

Good grief......


anyway. bad day today. took one hour to make dylan sleep. he was so sleepy yet he could not find a good position to sleep. sigh. cry admist cry. each time i wan to burst out, i remind myself he is having a more difficult time. maybe teething? maybe too heaty? he shat 3 stones today.

Dylan and the Pear juice.......

hmmmm.....nice song

Mflo let go

HAPPY 6 MONTH OLD BABY BOY........


Am not gonna post more, tired. Night duty no joke when your baby learns how to suck his toes in his sleep, crawl and turn and so curious about every light in the room.

Sigh...just received news that hubs gotta go HK for work on sat till wed cause of some stupid conference in Shengzheng and boss wans him in hk office the following week. Gawddammmit....that means i have to do night duty alone...i mean usually i have been the one patting him blah blah, but at least when hubs was ard he helps me make the milk when Dylan wakes up crying. Now i gotta juggle the cry and the milk. No, i dont want the maid in the same room at night w me, SO I WILL JUST DO IT ALONE.

anyway, Dylan is brushing up on his grasping skills already, he is able to hold his teething rusk relatively well to give me a few minutes of peace. Here are some pix....:)hiya....upload error, ....later then...

Here, po po, here are some pix taken when Dylan went out with you for dim sum last Saturday.:)That was when he started to reach out for pple's faces with his tiny hands ...

Before his nap today, i brought out a tactile book for Dylan. He started kicking his legs excitedly and waving his arms... i know immediately i got his attention, and because i read with him so many times, he knows how to hold the book . One bummer is that he tends to bring the book to his mouth after he stares at the picture.Hahaha, cant be helped, guess he is teething , that is why. But i have noticed his attention span really develops since 1 month old. I started reading with him since 1 month , at the very beginning,he will just stare hard at the pic without being able to hold the book , after he is able to sit up with his back on my tum, he can hold the book, i always bring his fingers to touch the different texture in the book. i also make scratchy sound on the uneven surfaces to catch his attention. I realise nowadays he explores things ard him by stratching with his fingernails. Interesting huh? He does that to my face as well, and last night i got 3 fingernail marks on my face under my eye. Ouch, i tell you.

Dylan also started babbling audible consonants like dadadada, aaaaaaaaa....hopefully he will be able to communicate soon by saying da and ma and knowing the meanings :)

Regarding object permanance, he definitely is not as naive as before whereby when he reaches out for a thing like colourful tissue box, i take it away, he will just forget about it. Now, if i take it away, he will stare hard in that direction and protest a little while. Way to go boy!. That means more work for mummy. hahahaha

Brought him to Gymboree class yesterday, teacher and parents commented that he is quite tall, funny....perhaps maybe cause daddy was quite a big baby when young.

This is Dylan after bee ghor and spinach ......