about the hair thing
i always don’t know what to do with my hair. they are dry and messy, then i decided to chop it off, which is good but when they out grow – No nice anymore! worst, i kena fungus on my scalp!! not mushroomy kind but itchy and flaky! suffered for 2 years then finally saw a doc and got some steroid to clear it. sigh, don’t suffer for 2 years for what.
anyway after i completed my no exsistence confinement, i went for a trim at neighbourhood salon with nice chandalier lamp. i trust this lian-bang guy to cut my hair since the first time. it was ok but the frizz are getting on my nerve so i went on to another neighbourhood ’shop’ to try to rebond my fringe to hopefully to make it more manageable. she’s my sister’s neighbour! she operate her ’salon’ in the living room! everything is mismatch. i guess all the mirrors and chairs are from different salons. other then the stale smell you have to tahan on the wash-hair chair (those you sit on when you wahs your hair in a salon) and no aircon…its super cheap and she’s rather skillful too and to my liking she doesn’t small talk too much.
we were guessing the cost – $30? $20?…its $16!! after my first home wash, the result is not bad.
if you wanna cut, colour, perm, rebond, chat about having 3 kids*…drop me a message 
all at your own risk ah!
Thursday
~ our first ride together ~
its been about 3 years since i last cycled. i stopped when i realise i was pregnant with Victoria in June 2006. i thought my c-section wound was gonna burst when i ride the bicycle, but ey, not bad leh, i’m safe and sound and looking forward to another time that i can cycle with victoria. maybe i should buy one of these kinda bike too (this one belongs to me sister) so i can fetch victoria to school and to work, with Dorothy in my sarong sling!! wah! idea sia BUT all the mother in law and mother and father willl jump ha ha ha oh man se the bulge infront of me? sigh…I WILL EAT LESSER TOMORROW…
Happy 1 Month Ah Dot
Happy Birthday Dorothy!
Finally Dorothy and mummy has survive for a month. We’re both getting used to each other’s pattern.
since then, i have gotten my mom to put up the sarong and have been happily bouncing Dotty everyday. she love to be carried and cradle, although we love to carry her but all out muscle giving up already ha ha…
oh she’s 4.7kg already
Too lazy to write more today…see picture ok
Happy 3weeks Dorothy!
As i’m typing this, Missy Dorothy is 3 weeks and 2hrs and 10mins old!!
to date -
- She’s chubby and cuddly (4.1kg since wed, 11 June) aiyo so cute! graduating from Newborn to Size S diaper, prob in 2 days cheaper…heh heh…
- umbilical cord drying up
- Demand to be carried
- doing the usual : drink milk, burp, poot poot, urine, spit up milk
- her feet stil like to turn inwards, consider a little bit of clud foot, gotta do more physio exercise!
- Loves to scream…see below…turn up your volume!!
not sure what else can a baby do for now…
so what happened leh?
the bundle of…screams and soiled diaper has arrived! whooopee!
let me try to recall D-Day and the night before…
i was told to fast after 12midnight on 24 May. so my kind husband has decided before all the ordeal began, we should feast first.
nothing beats whampoa hokkien mee. we settled for second best lah, singapura was closed that night sigh…
now you see it, now you don’t kekeke so satisfying!
we checked into the hospital (ward 42, Post Operative Area) at 7.30am after we checked out from fragrance hotel.
i was feeling sian, knowing that its gonna be c-section and i was feeling hungry already, although it was only 6 hours ago i had my feast haha
shortly, i changed into the pretty pink robe, the inside white dress is totally BARE BACK! cool huh…i was given a dose of ultra sour thing to drink with only a few drops of water to run it down, yucks hated it! when my time is near, i got a hair cut DOWN THERE ha ha…i told the nurse ‘please shave nicely ok?’ i just needed some entertainment ok?!
shortly a doctor by the name of, surprise surprise, VICTORIA, came and check me and my tummy and said i’m ready to go. ahhhh…so scary…
and finally after my bikermice gave me an encouraging smile at the entrance of the theatre (not explanade), i was whisk off for the op with the same question ask many million time …
‘what’s your name?’
‘you ic number is…’
‘any allergies?’
c-section is not as easy as natural birth. not that i’ve gone thru a natural to compare but its definitely not painless or i’m smiling thru it eventhough i’m more prepared for it this time. anyway its undescribable lah, so i’ll spare you the details. go youtube and search for c-section if you dear to watch. KK didn’t allow husband to be inside with me so no video from us.
so finally after about an hour (victoria only took 15mins, don’t why hers so fast) dorothy was yanked out. after i watch some of the video online then i know what they meant, ‘we can see the head already’
this is dorothy
this is victoria…
so different hor!
dorothy face round round, victoria face long long
dorothy hair thick thick, victoria’s hair wiry and sparse
both are beautiful in their own ways.
i was hoping to have more then 2 kids, but while they were yanking and pulling and giving me all the ‘you will feel a little pressure’ (my a**!!) i say to myself in the midst of singing ‘my Jesus, my Saviour…’ i will never go thru another c-section again! NEVER! so i guess i’ll stop at 2 until the time i’ve lose my mind and get pregnant again ha ha…if you’re reading this, remind me everyday that i said i’ll stop at 2. if i get pregnant, its your fault!
everything else was fine. i was eager to see dorothy unlike victoria. i didn’t wanna see her till 24hours later. i was walking faster. had so much milk…see the precious colestrum!
the golden juice!
i wasn’t given food immediately, so hungry i even ate sor-da-pia which i hate most! see the lady in blue at the background? she squeeze my breast like squeezing orange for juice. its such a love-hate-realtionaship with the ‘lactation consultant’. my breast was so full, that i felt it was pressing on my heart and i can feel milk up to my chest (i am so not joking!) anyway, as you’re reading this now, my breast is seasoned already after all the pain and bleeding (yes, bloody show i tell you!)
dorothy is sleeping on a bouncer beside me as i’m typing now…ahh bliss…not for long! she’s gonna scream very soon and i smell like a fish ha ha…and i haven’t even tell you about confinement, which i didn’t follow at all. all the best to my old age.
Dorothy is here!!
hello everyone!
i’ve finally arrived! i was yanked out on Friday, 23 May 2008 at 11.39am at KK by cutting my mummy up…poor mummy, she has to go thru the same ordeal all over again. although she’s more prepared for the butchering, but all the side effects just cannot be ignored…but God is good, we are both healthy and happily putting on weight now (yes, my mother is also putting on weight ha ha…)
if you have time, watch this uncut version
hope to receive all your hugs and kisses soon…
