Confinement lady - A nightmare from Hell (Part 3)

Continuation from Part 2 ....

Confinement ladies have this tendency to try very hard to differentiate themselves and distance themselves from maids. It is as if they are trying very hard to position themselves above the maids (basically, all they wanted to put across is that they are not maids but professional and experienced personnel with the knowledge and experience to handle new born babies and their mommies)....

The first rule which they always try to establish the moment that they arrived is that they DO NOT and WILL NOT cook for the maid as well! The first confinement lady we had for Ryan tried to establish that but she was still reasonably friendly with our Indonesian maid. Mdm L stressed this as well. We have no problems with that and we took the extra precaution to warn our maid to stay out of her way for at least a month to avoid conflicts. BUT CONFLICTS there WERE APLENTY and this was when they could not even understood a word each other were trying to say....

One morning the confinement lady BARGED into our bedroom and angrily declared that she wanted to leave immediately. When my wife asked for the reason, she claimed that the maid eat her food! She claimed that the maid took her food in front of her! With a face as black as charcoal, she stormed back into her room, slammed the door shut, locked it with the baby Chenya inside! She basically sulked the entire day.

When we went down to the kitchen, the rice was left untouched (half way eaten) with her vegetables on the kitchen top. When we questioned our maid, she said she could not understand why the confinement lady was so enraged. We asked her whether she took the food from the confinement lady and she said yes but she said did asked! She said, she was trying to be friendly and had asked the confinement lady whether the food cooked was nice and took one piece to taste!

Anyway, in order not to make things worse off and not to stress any parties, we managed to pacify Mdm L and the maid.

Then comes the non stop complaints by Mdm L on how lazy and bad the maid was. She told my wife that my maid secretly crept into the baby's room and play with the baby and doze off in front of her and was caught by me. In actual fact, I was looking for the maid and found her playing with the baby in the baby room. (The maid adores the baby because she reminded her of her own daughter back home). Back stabbing and more back stabbing throughout the 28 days....

On another occasion, she angrily complained to my wife that the maid refused to let her use the kitchen and she is NOT cooking anymore! And we have both a dry and a wet kitchen! We asked the maid and the maid clarified that she merely try to ask the confinement lady whether she has finished using the kitchen because she has to cook for Ryan. Sigh.....So we divided and allocated the kitchens, the wet for the confinement lady and the dry for the maid!!!

The maid is without complaints either....

Every morning she would show me the dustbin of the amount of cooked rice that the confinement lady is throwing away. (The confinement lady refused even to leave the left over cooked rice for the maid to eat or fried but instead prefer to throw them away and she has been throwing away cooked rice for the entire 28 days!!!)

And the maid retaliated by purposely keeping pots and pans or containers that she knows the the confinement lady needs. So, when Mdm L can't find them, she would angrily complained to me or my wife ..."You go and ask YOUR MAID where she keep MY Pot. I can't cook without it!"

I jusy could not understand why they simply could not work together especially the maid is there to help her and to ease her workload. With the maid, she would not have to wash the baby's clothes, the mommy's clothes and the baby bottles. All these were taken care of by the maid. In fact, the confinement lady took all these for granted so much so that whenever she cleaned baby Chenya, she would simply just dump all the soiled clothes at the baby's room door to be picked up by the maid. She doesn't even have the courtesy to take it down to the wash area for the maid to wash....

Everytime, she finished cooking, there is literally no wet or dry kitchen in the house..... there are ONLY two VERY Flooded and WET kitchens!!! And the maid would be on standby with a mop sitting at one corner to wipe it dry the moment she finished her task....

Next...are they as knowledgeable as they claim they are???

Confinement lady - A nightmare from Hell (Part 2)

Continuation from Part 1 .....

Once we got home, the complaints started. Hardly 30 minutes, she came and complained that we do not have enough large pots for her to boil the stuff that she needs. Mind you, I have 2 large stainless pots, 2 medium size pots and 2 smaller ones. And that is besides the TWO medium size slow cookers. She wanted me to buy some extra pots! I told her no way. Use what we have as I am sure that they are enough. And she did manage the entire 28 days with the pots that I have at home without much of a fuss after that....

Next complaint was when I told her that we actually did buy some black beans as I have read one of my confinement recipe books where black beans are used in some of the recipes. She asked me if the black beans have been fried? I was like 'Huh? Fried?'. And she went on and said "How to use when they are not fried?". I was SO very tempted to tell her off ..."Am I not paying you to fry them and cook them? If I have already fried them, why the hell should I employ you?" ...but since this is only the very first day, I was trying so hard to keep my cool...I really don't want to make this an issue, knowing that if I am stressed out, my wife would be stressed out and the last thing I want is my wife getting into a post natal depression!!!

We have bought tonnes of cute clothes for Chenya and this became the second issue. The moment she went through the closet, she came and complaint that they are too many jumpers. She wanted us to get for her, clothes which are easy to wear. We told her that there are and she can used what she wants ...and she went on to give us a lecture of how inconvenient it is to give Chenya jumpers !!! (as if we didn't know)

Next...declaring war on our maid...!!!!

Confinement lady - A nightmare from Hell (Part I)

Chenya is now 1 month old. It has been a pretty chaotic and challenging month, not so much with Chenya but more so with the confinement lady that we got.

Honestly, if you ask me now, I would think that confinement is grossly over rated, overly expensive and more of a trouble brewer than a helper in the time when the least you need at home with an addition of a young little baby.

We had one for Ryan when he arrived. It was a last minute arrangement since Ryan arrived prematurely. We called one of those confinement centres and they arranged for Mdm C. We have heard nightmares before and hence we were already very apprehensive. She turned out OK though not without her share of problems at home.

So, when we were expecting Chenya’s arrival, we made sure that we book her in advance (6 months) ahead and requested banked in her RM500 booking fee (non refundable) and the price has increased from the previous RM3000 now to RM3300. It is as if we had a choice.

2 months before Chenya’s arrival, we called her to keep you posted and updated so that she would be prepared. One week before Chenya’s arrival, I gave her a final call to let her know that we are preparing for Chenya’s arrival on the 20th July 2011. And guess what??

She called back and she said that she can’t make it because her daughter is getting married and she is recommending another replacement! WTF!!!! Obviously it was too late now for us to find another replacement and we really do not want to force her to come since she is going to take care of the baby. Held by ransom, we reluctantly agreed with her assurance that the replacement would be a good one. (where have we heard that before??)

I had to pick her up (Mdm L) from Puduraya. On the way back home, she started laying down her ground rules that she will only cook for the mother and baby and that it is their rule that they will only work 28 days. She firmly made clear the date that she would be leaving and if chargeable if extension is required.

I told her that we have bought most of the Chinese herbs required and she was visibly and vocally upset that the various Chinese herbs were not separately and individually packed (ready to be cooked by the medicine hall). She said that she is NOT used to having to cooking without these pre-packed `recipes’.

I was thinking to myself, if you can only cook with pre-packed recipes, then I don’t need you since I can cook myself. Why on earth would I need to pay RM3300 for someone to buy pre-pack soup? WTF!!!

….to be continued …..

Baby Rabbit Girl

Being chinese, we always associate our year of birth to the animal sign of which we were born under and apparently, each animal brings with her, a unique character.

Well, in my household now, we have a pretty balanced group with the arrival of Baby Chenya. We used to have only one male rabbit which is me in the house and I always jest that I would always loose out in a fight if there is one since there are two rats at home...the big and fiery one, my wife and the little hyper active one being Ryan.

Now, at least, I've got another team member in the Rabbit team...Baby Chenya, the new female rabbit at home...Now, the rabbit team would have a better fighting chance at home...hehehehehehe...

A tender moment with Mommy

With the arrival of Chenya, needless to say, my DSLR has become very handy in grabbing pictures of our little princess on a daily basis. (Mommy's orders: Must have at least one picture a day).

Captured the above moment on day 16. Love the shot as it shows a tender moment between mommy and her child....

Planning now to do some baby portrait in the next few days. Really hope that it will turn out well....

A sweet moment with Kor Kor

(Chenya on Day 6)

We are constantly worried with the arrival of Chenya that Ryan would be jealous and unhappy. Well…is he…??

Yes. He does get jealous if we paid too much attention to baby Chenya but at the same time, we know that he loves his sister very much and we are sure that he will protect his sister as they grow up together….

Why? Listen to what he says ….

“Ryan ..eye slugger (Ultra Seven – his hero). Ryan strong. Ryan protect mei mei ….)”

I managed to capture this one shot which I simply adores and would like to share this shot with you…….truly a `Kodak moment’…..

Ryan is a kor kor now

Ryan is now kor kor.

Yupe. Suddenly, with the arrival of baby Chenya, Ryan has suddenly seemed to us like a big boy now and on occasions, he behaved like one…and we are so very proud of him.

Here is one instance…..

As with all mommies, trying to breast feed is everything and the failure or lack of milk often times turns even the most jovial and care free mommy to a desperate, depressed and disheartened mommy. Coupled with the painful problem of breast engorgement, it can be very very depressing…..

My wife has always been positive and strong but the above proved too much to handle and she broke down while trying so hard to express more milk after Chenya has failed to latch on properly to feed…..

I was concerned naturally and try my very best to encourage and comfort her but unlike the first pregnancy with Ryan where I have to do this alone, I have the best assistant in the world….Ryan…..

He put his hands on her mommy’s arms and with a very very very concern and serious look, comfort her mommy and said, “Mommy..please don’t cry… I love you mommy ….” (…and to think that he is only 3 now…my GOD…it’s amazing)

Looking at them…I know I am truly blessed ……

Chenya at 2 days old at home....
Chenya at 3 days old at home ....a side profile...

Baby Chenya Has ARRIVED!

Announcing the arrival of baby Chenya on the 20th July 2011 at 13:43 at Damansara Specialist Hospital.

I’m typing this as I watched over her while tired mommy is sleeping. She is one cute baby and a pretty fierce one at that. Yelling at the top of her lungs when she came out and when the nurses took her away from her mommy to be cleaned up…



I believe that she is going to be a handful soon….hahahaha….

A bit of a drama too when we check in 2 nights ago …but more of that later….too tired now to write another line…..

Some pictures of her for the dear uncles and aunties, kor kor and che che here who have been praying for her safe arrival…Thank you very much. Truly appreciate every wish and prayer….

Soon Soon Soon

Baby girl is now close to 37 weeks now and wife has developed a cough so bad after she caught the flu bug from Ryan. The good news is that the itchiness had subsided significantly after a round of piruton but the cough is really bugging her now. She is coughing so much that she can hardly sleep.

So, we brought forward our appointment with Dr Guna to see what could be done with the cough. Unfortunately, nothing much except some medication. In fact, he was joking that it could be good …hahaha….

Anyway, checks revealed that little baby girl is still not ready as her head is still no engage. The doctor is expecting that to happen anytime next week. Meanwhile, we were asked to go back on Monday early in the morning with bags all packed and ready and if the baby’s head is engaged, he will suggest to induce delivery as the baby is now already 3.1kg and might be a little too huge for wife since she has not been used to delivering a big baby. (Ryan was only 2.2kg when he arrived)…

So, here we are now, waiting for Monday to arrive.

Meanwhile, while waiting, we also went to make another big investment yesterday. With a new baby arriving, we thought that it would be good if we trade in one of our cars for a bigger MPV. And if we don’t get that done this week, we would probably have to wait an entire month if not two (since she would be in her confinement period). We were pretty specific in what we were looking at and the most salesman in town had trouble getting us what we really wanted.

Well, we did find something close to what we want with a small compromise in the interior colour (we wanted something light but we ended with black and grey instead). On hind sight, it would save me a lot of screaming to make sure that Ryan does not dirty them while he climbs from seat to seat.

The confinement lady has been informed to be on standby while my mother is already in town and ready to help us purchase all the necessary Chinese herbs for the coming confinement. It looks like everything is ready for her arrival ….

Exciting times ahead …….(I better had a few more beer before she arrives as I am sure that that would be an activity that I would have to drastically reduce once she is finally here…so Kilkenny, Hoegaarden, Stella and Stalkers at Overtime…here I come …!!!!)

Bitten for the Very First Time!

Last Sunday, we went to the newly opened Citta Mall at Ara Damansara for a walk besides looking for a place to have our breakfast. We were there a couple of weeks before to try out the Papa Rich which was the only outlet opened then. This round, we see that more restaurants and cafes have opened.

We went to San Franscisco for our set breakfast and Ryan was absolutely crazy over their American breakfast set. In fact, he finished one of the sausages and half of my ham.

After a hearty breakfast, we took him to play sand art for the very first time. He was interested initially but this boy has absolutely no prolong attention span. Half way thru, he was more interested in playing with the color sand in the buckets..!!

Once that was done, we took him to have a look at the pet rabbits that were on display. There were a couple of very furry ones on the table and he enjoyed patting them and they were happily licking and nibbling his hand...(that was when I captured the moment in the picture above!! The little white rabbit gave him a small nibble). Then we saw two more slightly larger ones on another table attended to by the lady behind the stand...Ryan wanted to pat them as well and the lady was kind enough to let him sit on her lap and played with the two rabbits...

Suddenly, one of them gave him a big nibble, a bite actually. Ryan let out a scream and frowned. Blood was oozing out from his tiny thumb. "Rabbit bite me!" Rabbit Bite me!" The lady quickly took some cotton to wipe off the blood and put a plaster over it.

But he was a brave boy. No tears. No crying. Just a massive frown on his forehead and repeatedly said "Pain. Pain. Rabbit bite me!!"

We took him home after that and wash his little wound with Dettol and put on some ointment. The bite was quite nasty for a small little boy. Luckily the bleeding has stopped and it looked fine this morning when I sent him to school.....

So, there you have it...his very first bite by a rabbit ...

Then we Don't, Now WE DO!!!

Little baby girl is inside her mommy's tummy for 36 weeks now. Just came back from the gynae and all system is go for her expected arrival. We will back for another check up in 2 weeks of which, we can have the option to induce her arrival sooner if we want or simply sit tight and wait for her to decide when she wants to come out from the comfort of her mommy.

Funny. Now, all my wife is thinking about is to have her OUT ASAP!!! We want her OUT and OUT ASAP because she is causing mommy so much discomfort, stress and pain....

Just a month ago, we were doing everything we can to make sure that she does not arrive pre-maturely. Wife was given antibiotics and have to go during the night to the hospital almost weekly to check to make sure that there is no early sign of contradiction....

All we wanted her to do then was to stay put and be comfortable in mommy's tummy.

Now, it's a different story. All we could think of, is for her to come out the early the better....

Hahahaha....parent's dilemma and a pregnant mommy's confused and roller coaster emotion and stress....She better know how to love and appreciate mommy when she arrives....

Looking forward and waiting anxiously....

"all her bags are packed and we'll ready to go ...."

Itchy Itchy EveryWHERE!!!!

Little baby girl is now into her 36 weeks which means that she is due to arrive anytime now. Unlike Ryan where we were mostly unprepared, we have already packed all the necessary things to bring to the hospital.

GOD..I didn't know that we had to bring that much things. Come to think of it, I don't even remember what we brought along when her water bag burst except to remind her to bring her hand phone charger (Yupe. You can read all about this in my earlier post).

Since Ryan arrived on the 34th week, we are now charting into new territories. The stomach has never been THIS HUGE and THIS HEAVY according to my wife. I really pity her as she walks. She is only a little over 5'4" but to carry all that weight in her small frame...man...must be tough!!!

Occasionally, the little girl would love to remind her dearest mommy that she is there by giving her a good kick or a good punch....OUUUCCHHHHH!!!!!!

But all these, she can endured though tough and painful as it might sound....

It's the itchiness that is driving her insane and up the wall. She itches everywhere nowadays and it is getting from bad to worse. The more she scratches them, the itchier it became...Yeah, yeah...we know...we are not supposed to scratch them...and believe me, she tried to refrain from doing it and it ain't easy...

The itchiness is keeping her from sleeping properly. She was advised to take Piriton which she did only when she couldn't really stand the itchiness. It does help but only for a short 4 hours and it will knock her off...It is getting so itchy that she has resorted to use hot towel to wipe the spots but then again, several websites advised against it...

So, what do we do??? She is getting desperate and I'm getting frustrated that there is not a single thing that I could do to help except to watch helplessly.

Yes..many have told us that it will go away once the baby arrives but then again, she has not and we have no idea when...so how???? Any good advice or tips????

Rare Public Display of Raw Emotion

"YOU FXXKING ASSHOLE!!" a woman's voice screamed!

"...YOU FXXKING SHUT UP! JUST FXXKING SHUT THE FXXK UP!!" a man's voice was heard yelling back!

"NO! YOU FXXKING SHUT UP!" the woman retorted...

"..AND YOU ARE FXXKING STUPID!" the man continued ...

Suddenly everyone at the busy Bangsar Village was silent and many were seen rushing out from shops to see what the commotion was. We were on the escalator going up to the other floor and was taken aback with the sudden outburst. Ryan was more dramatic. He frowned and started to look for the source of the commotion. At the same time, he being curious as he is, asked "What noise ?? What noise??"

The noise came from a couple shouting at each other. The woman was relentless and the man began to shout back while still holding his young daughter. After a few more outbursts, the little girl began to cry....

Our hearts go out for innocent little girl who must have been totally frightened over the whole incident and probably have no idea to the outburst ...

What could have trigger this very rare public display of raw emotion? Could it have been bottled emotions, anger, discontentment that has finally erupted like a volcano in all her unstoppable fury? Or could it be their normal display of frank emotion without restraint that will lead to an equally wild and unrestrained making up ????

I believe every couple have their bad days. We have our share of disagreements, different opinions, argument and discontentment with each other ...but we have not so far once, went to raising our voice towards each other, let alone in front of Ryan.

What were they thinking of.? Of could be bottled up anger that could no longer be contained? I wonder ....but the real innocent victim would have to be the little girl...

Have you ever argue or fought in front of your children? How do you deal with arguments with your spouse?

His garage!!

Soon, we would have to consider moving to a larger property with a bigger garage because Ryan's fleet of cars, bicycles, tricycles and what not, is getting larger over each birthdays.

If only there are actual ferrari's, mercs, BMWs, audi's or Bentleys....sigh

Children nowadays are so lucky and pampered...At my age back then, all these are but dreams and wishes that will never come true..

King is not Enough!

We have been trying for ages to get Ryan to sleep in his own bed without much success...He now permanently occupies the center part of our King size bed. With one more baby coming in July, God knows where I am going to sleep next...and then again, there is still Zoewe, our toy poodle who absolutely just cannot be left alone (pretty much like her mommy and brother Ryan)...

I walked up to my bedroom that night, tired and all ready to just lay down on my comfy pillow for my sweet slumber when I came across this....... emmmmm....

King is simply not enough..I need a double King size bed soon or else I will be sleeping on the floor ....sigh....

3 years old Party - Third Wave !

This is will be his third 3 years old small celebration with several people who have grown to love him very much and have literally watched him grow up.

There is this Chinese restaurant where we stay and we have been frequenting it for almost 50% of our dinners. The lady supervisor, the chef to the kakak who brings us our drinks have grown to adore Ryan over the last 3 years.

Every now and then, they will buy toys for Ryan or take him to the 7-Eleven located a couple of shops away. Ryan absolutely adores them and even called the lady supervisor, 'Kai Ma' (god mum). She is of course absolutely delighted.

For his birthday this year, they bought him a cart that he could ride at home.


So, it is only a reasonable thing to do when we bought a small birthday cake and make it a point for Ryan to celebrate his birthday with them and get them to blow out his birthday candles. We wanted Ryan to remember (I certainly hope that he does and if not, I hope that this blog will remind him) of the people who have watched him grow, who have become part of his life as he journey through life and the people who have loved and adored him. We wanted him to learn to be thankful and grateful and know from a very young age that he is indeed a lucky boy with so many people around him that loves him.

3 years old Party - Second Wave!!

Ryan's birthday has always been celebrated in waves....lucky boy. The first wave was with his mommy's best and close friends and colleagues who all have almost watched him grow from a tiny baby to a cheeky, jumpy and super active boy today ....

Since he has been attending a daycare school for the last couple of months, we thought it would be a fantastic idea to have him celebrate his birthday with his classmates, and his school encourages it.

On Friday, which was the last Friday before they closed for the school holidays, the school planned for a costume party with the `Superhero' theme. We thought it would be an excellent idea to have his little birthday party with his classmates then.

The challenge was of course to find him his superhero costume. We were informed on Monday and we had to get him his costume by Friday which does not leave us much time to hunt or make one within 4 days, considering that most of us are working parents. I had wanted to make him a Iron Man costume but after checking out on the web, the efforts needed are just too much to complete within 4 days. At the same time, we really wanted him to be proud when he walked into school on Friday.

After some frantic last minute check searching through Google, I finally managed to call one shop located near Cold Storage at Jaya One who do have superhero costume for a 3 year old. The choices were rather limited ..and I have made up my mind on what Ryan would wear...and I was pretty sure that he would look absolutely charming in it... AND I WAS RIGHT!

For one morning he was BATMAN!!!! And he enjoyed every minute of it...
I was totally impressed with the school and the teachers because they too, went all out to make sure that the party was a success. The teachers and helpers were also in various superhero costumes. There were Spiderman, Superman, Robin and Ryan's class gorgeous class teacher was Optimus Prime (my favorite Transformer!!!)
He did have his chance to blow his birthday cupcakes candles with his classmates and I hope that he will remembers it...if not, I hope that this entry in this blog will ....

A Very Pretty Glowing and A very pregnant mommy

I have always been intrigued with the beautifully taken pictures of pregnant mommies with their protruding tummy, that moment captured for all eternity.

So when my wife suggested that some shots be taken, being a avid photographer game to try out new challenges, I am more than happy to have a ever willing model for it. Where else am I going to convince another pregnant stranger to have me photograph her pregnant belly.

We were having a weekend holiday at Shangri-La KL, celebrating Ryan's 3rd birthday. We grab the opportunity to use the nice setting in the room for some shots.

This is definitely my first attempt at photographing a pregnant woman and I was frantically searching the web for some tips and tricks. It will also be the last time that I will be photographing my wife's very pregnant belly as we will be closing our production line after this....so, this is now or never ....

Wife is shy in showing the pictures taken, afraid that she would look unsightly but I think she has the most beautiful pregnant belly of all...and she really glows! (I think all husbands will think the same thoughts of their wives anyway).

So, without showing off any other pictures without her permission, I cannot help but to share this one picture which I loves very much ....

3 years of PURE JOY!

30th May 2011

Ryan finally turned 3 today. We have gone through great times with him in the last 3 years. He has brought us pure joy and occasional `nightmares' but everyday he surprises us with his new learning, new words, new actions with pure cheekiness...

I can still remember vividly 3 years ago, when wife was hospitalized early when her water bag burst. She was given steroids, antibiotic and medication to delay his arrival as he was pre-matured and the doctor wanted to make sure that his lungs have developed fully and properly. On the 29th May 2011, the doctor came and after a last minute check, confirmed that Ryan will be ready for delivery and scheduled the anticipated delivery the next morning from 9 to 10 am onwards. He stopped the medication that delayed the contraction at around 6pm. By 7pm, the contraction started. I remembered the nurses were checking on the contractions the whole night and we knew that this is it...Ryan is finally coming....


We have decided early that we are definitely going to get epidural despite advices from some well intended relatives and friends. However, given that my wife will even panic when she has to do a blood test, I just cannot imagine her having to go through the ordeal without it. By 12 midnight, we told the nurses that we need epidural. She came back with a form and asked us to read the small print bla bla bla before we sign...My wife was in too much pain to even bother then..."Just give me the pen and sign!"

And then we found out that the doctor to administer the epidural have to come from Ampang. We were told that he has been informed. When you are experiencing labour pain, every minute is like an hour, and he took one full hour to arrive ...hair unkempt (as if he just woke up from his sleep) and in slippers....(See also panic!.) He administered the first dose and said that it should work in 30 minutes....


30 minutes went past..and nothing! Wife was grabbing my arms and squeezing it so tight that I would need the epidural injection next....We called the nurse and he came in, looking puzzled! (Although I looked cool and calm then, I can tell you...panic lar...) He checked and then said he will administer a little bit more...and said something like "full dose already...emmmm" (You tell me....panic or not??)

I think the epidural finally worked around 3pm and wife got to sleep a bit. I was too tired by then and I went back to her room to grab a nap, ready for Ryan's arrival the next morning....

Woke up at about 6:50a.m and after brushing my teeth, stumbled to the labour room. Dr Guna was already there and RYAN WAS COMING!!!...OMG! So early ar???

Rushed back to the room, grabbed the video camera and ran to the labour room ..arriving just in time to hear my wife pushing and screaming ....Too panicky and no time to switch on video camera lar....just hold her hands and told her to push like hell...Dr Guna said "Can see the head now." I went to have a look and with one final push, "Whoossshh.....RYAN FINALLY ARRIVED!!" The first thought....RELIEF!!!...and the JOY then sank in .....

Time of arrival : 7:13 am.
Weight: 2.22kg
Length: 44 cm

....and I'm getting ready to go through all this again soon.....hahahaha.....


(Images captures with my Nikon D90 with Nikkor 50mm 1.8 portrait lens)

The Green Monster

Well...here is the picture of the Green Monster that some of you wanted to have a look from my last post on his 3 years old Birthday party ....

This very good friend promised that he will bring a `surprise' and the surprise turned out to be him in this Green Monster suit to surprise Ryan....

Unfortunately, my poor boy who is normally quite brave was totally horrified and terrified of him and have absolutely nothing to do with him....Not only is he so scared of the monster, he insisted that the monster suit which was lying on the ground in our home after our friend has taken it off, be taken out of the house ...!!

The funniest story of course was when he told us how he got to the wrong house along the same road who were also having a party, walked in completely suited up with minimum vision helped by his friend and started to realize that he has went to the wrong house when he could not recognize anyone there....

He told us as he turned and leave, he heard the children there (I guessed they were totally excited by then, thinking that they would have a green monster for their party) asking their parents or the adults, "Why is he GOING AWAY??" obviously with lots of disappointment ...