Mommy, look i can sit longer now..

Yeahhh..i now know how to balance myself on my bump for more than 10 seconds...

Bad bad mommy

She was right under my nose.

I was getting her ready for her bath, laid her down on the bed whilst trying to find her pjs. Then in a split second I heard like something dropped. And my heart stopped. In that split second I was wishing O God please don't let it be what I think it was.

And there she was, facing the floor and at that moment I felt my life was being swept away. Hysterically I picked her up, she was so floppy and helpless and started to cry slowly as she was catching her breath. She must be in a horrid shock herself. We were both crying but I think her mommy cried louder.

Then later I checked for any bumps, bruises etc...thank God there's none.

That night I was feeling so guilty as hell and I cuddled her to sleep.

And yes lesson learnt...next time always always put her in her cot.

You make me smile

Everything she does brings a smile to my face.

She rolls over all over the place..she also babbles a lot and it just sound so cute it makes me smile. She also likes to blow bubbles now which proves to be quite tricky when it comes to feeeding time. Everything she touches will go directly to her mouth or vice versa and this includes her bouncer chair.

She always likes to hold the remote controls, I always wonder...Out of all her colourful interesting toys that are in front of her she will always reach out for that black dull rectangular thing we all call remote control. Mentang2x she has already taking charge of her mommy & daddy's life so that includes tv pon dia nak conquer..

Oo the pictures below were taken during her afternoon nap one day. This was after her rolling over session measuring the tiny size of our living room, she must have felt very tired after that she dozed off in the middle of it all by herself which has never happened before. Even this simple action made me smile all day that day..

..i just need my beauty sleep...

I've got my eyes on you

Always been a fan of mary jane...with the neat shaped heel and padded leather insock, these should be practically comfy. Plus I am so into red these days.

My previous two with Jones have always been gratifying and I wore them until their last breath.

My excuse this time will be... a much needed gem as I will be returning to work soon...confidence boost maybe.

Will be contemplating though.

Still have not bought the other much needed item..my baby's high chair...hehe.

Ebay Song

Being a mildly avid ebayer myself, I just found this is hilariously funny...

A week long!

She stored it after a week! Mommy & daddy started to get really worried that she had not 'berak' and this morning she finally let it all out with vengeance..haha.

She has now started to eat purified baby rice for the past 2 weeks and her young tiny intestine is still trying to get used to the nutrients from solid foods so I guess that must be the reason.

Get a Life

A friend forwarded this in email to me. I thought I put it here because I think it is simply a beautiful advice..

>> This was a speech made by Pulitzer Prize-winning author, Anna Quindlen at the graduation ceremony of an American university where she was awarded an Honorary PhD. Worth reading !!

"I'm a novelist. My work is human nature. Real life is all I know. Don't Ever confuse the two, your life and your work. You will walk out of here this afternoon with only one thing that no one else has. There will be hundreds of people out there with your same degree: there will be thousands of people doing what you want to do for a living. But you will be the only person alive who has sole custody of your life. Your particular life. Your entire life. Not just your life at a desk, or your life on a bus, or in a car, or at the computer. Not just the life of your mind, but the life of your heart. Not just your bank accounts but also your soul. People don't talk about the soul very much anymore. It's so much easier to write a resume than to craft a spirit. But a resume is cold comfort on a winter's night, or when you're sad, or broke, or lonely, or when you've received your test results and they're not so good. Here is my resume: I am a good mother to three children. I have tried never to let my work stand in the way of being a good parent. I no longer consider myself the centre of the universe. I show up. I listen. I try to laugh. I have tried to make marriage vows mean what they say. I am a good friend to my friends and they to me. Without them, there would be nothing to say to you today, because I would be a cardboard cut out. But I call them on the phone, and I meet them for lunch. I would be rotten, at best mediocre at my job if those other things were not true. You cannot be really first rate at your work if your work is all you are. So here's what I wanted to tell you today:

Get a life. A real life, not a manic pursuit of the next promotion, the bigger pay cheque, the larger house. Do you think you'd care so very much about those things if you blew an aneurysm one afternoon, or found a lump in your breast?

Get a life in which you notice the smell of salt water pushing itself on a breeze at the seaside, a life in which you stop and watch how a red-tailed hawk circles over the water, or the way a baby scowls with concentration when she tries to pick up a sweet with her thumb and first finger.

Get a life in which you are not alone. Find people you love, and who love you. And remember that love is not leisure, it is work. Pick up the phone. Send an email. Write a letter.

Get a life in which you are generous. And realize that life is the best thing ever, and that you have no business taking it for granted. Care so deeply about its goodness that you want to spread it around. Take money you would have spent on beer and give it to charity. Work in a soup kitchen. Be a big brother or sister. All of you want to do well. But if you do not do good too, then doing well will never be enough. It is so easy to waste our lives, our days, our hours, and our minutes. It is so easy to take for granted the color of our kids' eyes, the way the melody in a symphony rises and falls and disappears and rises again. It is so easy to exist instead of to live.

I learned to live many years ago. I learned to love the journey, not the destination. I learned that it is not a dress rehearsal, and that today is the only guarantee you get. I learned to look at all the good in the world and try to give some of it back because I believed in it, completely and utterly. And I tried to do that, in part, by telling others what I had learned. By telling them this: Consider the lilies of the field. Look at the fuzz on a baby's ear. Read in the back yard with the sun on your face. Learn to be happy. And think of life as a terminal illness, because if you do, you will live it with joy and passion as it ought to be lived". <<