A happy woman last night cause darling husband ( Merci beaucoup, je taime!!!) brought me to il lido @ sentosa for dinner. ... had my favourite foie gras, lobster pasta, cod n mashed potatoes and hot chocolate cake for dinner, somemore can utilise my chanel 2.55 on da night....sight. i wore a satin belt high waisted, but by the end of the dinner, in the car, i had to take the belt off... too fat liao. oh my gosh. i tink my tummy flab aint going anywhere. and why does victoria beckham look so trim even after 3 kids? I suspect a tummy tuck, of course, i aint gonna try that, it is sooo disgusting.

talking about chanel 2.55, yeah, after all the rave about not buying it , i finally decided to spoil myself, after so much shit. anyway, i cant buy my house this year.no harm using sum of the money hor.. now, a speedy 30 looks quite attractive...:P Jh says, owning a 2.55 is like acquiring tai tai status, well...let's say , right after i walked out of the store, the answer is yes, but after i reached home..... no more.. * poof* . have to look after Dylan again :) Tai tais dont do that, i wonder how they have the heart not to look after their own kids, how can they stand their own kids being close to the maids and nannies? eeeeeee....i really cant bear Dylan being too close to the maid. Dylan is a high need baby, but i want to be there for him as much as i can. really. i think it is my responsibility, provided i dont have a date with sleep monster.Hubby said " let's put it this way, most rich families mothers dont look after their own kids" in an attempt trying to console me, but still, i dont think i can ever allow that to happen to me. I cut my nails short, dont wear diamond rings in the house in case i accidentally stratch Dylan;s face, i stink of his drool on my t shirt and i sleep on the mattress, lol... tai tai dont do that.i have resigned to the fact i cant be a tai tai. :) Not a full fledged one at least ya. ( oh ya, plus i dont know how to play mahjong)

I think it is quite a milestone reaching 3 months old for Dylan, letting a schedule fall into place, Everymorning wake at 6am express, then feed, then at 7 am hand over to maid, sleep till 9 am , wake, take over maid, maid prepare lunch , clean house, 1 pm lunch, express , then feed, then play with Dylan, try make him sleep , then wake again , feed, express, then blah blah, wash up baby, then by 8 pm, i lay out the mattress and get ready for the most difficult time of the night,----trying to make Dylan sleep for the night. Then force myself to sleep , cause it will be every 3 hours feed after he sleeps. the day ends at 6 am the next morning....i guess it is not that painful now, also i have gotten used to Dylan's cries. and the drone of expressing, i try to tell myself, i must enjoy all of these when it is still here cause when Dylan is around 1 year, he might not want to be carried and hugged anymore...

All of these manageable cause of my darling hubby and mummy. Thanks for lending me your emotional support...