tete-a-tete

victoria latest episode of fever has been the most ultimate experience for me and has left me with zero energy. she made me mad, made me laughed (or snigger most of the time cuz cannot let her see me laugh while punishing her), made me wanna cry with her too. everything a mom does is ‘always for your good’. p/s: the goo outta her nose is REAL…not enhanced.

during the few days i felt its either she or me gonna die first.

she’ll die of fever, i’ll be dead for overdose of frustration!

watch this till the end

thank heaven for little girlzzzz…and she’s very well already.

he’s 18

i’m 31

we party

the Josiah Surprise Party

its rather embaressing to be receiving presents at i-organise-my-own party. like so cheapo.

‘hi, come for my party, gimme present.’ ha ha ha

thank you all who so kindly obliged to my josiah-surprise and GAVE ME A PRESENT…pai say ah…

my niece never fail to design cards for all occasion. she so cleverly made me a pop up card (can’t show you in a photo) i was already impress with the one she made for dorothy’s 1st month, until i receive my own…whoa! steady lah! up and coming designer, got my blood ha ha ha

victoria soooooooooo hot!

today is day 2 of fever. but she’s still jumping around like monkey. just before she sleep, she begin to look drowsy and hit 39.5. that’s when i put her in a tub and lure her in with BUBBLES!! moments later, i took her out, change her and took her temperature and ahhhhh 39.7!! what have i done?! stay calm stay calm…

‘dear jesus, please take away the fever…QUICK!’ oh man, who am i to command jesus?

stay calm! eat a packet of ruffles, left over from the party last night.

took temp again 15mins later, 38.5 phew!

i wonder what causing her the fever. update you soon.

snoozer is currently victoria’s favourite bedtime book. in it are all kinds of sleep-related poem and our favourite is this…

I’M NOT TIRED

where, where, where?
where is my little bear? (we change bear to victoria)
it’s getting late
come out from under there (a pic show a bear under the chair)
victoria answer ”I’M NOT TIRED!”

Hey little victoria
what are you doing there? (pic show a bear hiding under a lamp shade)
its time for you
to go and choose
a story we can share
victoria answer ”I’M NOT TIRED!”

please, little victoria
will you come down from there (pic show a bear on the book shelf)
you have to sing a song with me
and snuggle in the chair
victoria answer ”I’M NOT TIRED!”

precious little victoria
you’re snoring under there (pic show a bear asleep under a rug)
i’ll put you gently in your bed
sweet dreams, my silly bear
victoria answer ”ssssnnnnnnoooooorrrrreeee”

so fun hor…

words before she sleep tonight

vic: mummy, are you tired?

me: yes i am, now close your eyes!

vic: CANNOT close your eyes

me: *roll eyes*

@_@

VICTORIA NOT DRINKING MILK BEFORE SHE SLEEPS ANYMORE…but she say she still finish her afternoon’s bottle. dunno real or not. i shall ask the teacher lily tmr. now i worry if she have enough nutirents not. even morning’s bottle she don’t want to finish it…sigh…

ta zhang da le  :’-(

just before i head back to office, we gotta start practising bottle feed dorothy. i dun remember its so terrible for victoria last time leh.

started on tuesday when i have to go out for while, so my trusty helper tried to bottle feed her with my frozen stock (hard work okay!)

see how prepared we are for the ‘war’ ha ha and that’s just part of the stock. all these bottles are really hard work and guess what happen…?

SHE RATHER SUCK HER FINGER!!! after fighting with my trusty helper for hours (with screams and wails…remember she’s super loud kind) she fall asleep, sucking her finger…and wasted my 80ml.

thankfully…

yesterday we saw some light…repeat the above BUT this time after she fell asleep, suck finger, the moment she open her eyes, trusty helper stick the bottle into her mouth and we think she is super hungry already so bo-bian suck from the bottle.

and today…didn’t manage to continue cuz went to service my phone (samsung only work for 6 months!) hope she’ll remember she can actually get milk from elsewhere.

for those who no chance to carry or cradle dorothy, i took a picture while cradling her.

now, just imagine she leaning on you, and that’s the exact angle how she’ll look like…add a little weight and meat leaning on you to your imagination kekeke…plus vomit smell.

its amazing how everything on her slowly grow…see those lashes!!! for those no babies yet, the new born look like no lashes, no eye brows and then day by day they became more more define.

its really amazing, like planting tau-geh with victoria hur hur hur…

i’ve been going through construction for weeks. i recorded the crazy sound for you dear readers BUT i dunno how to put here leh…anyway, use your imagination…

construction no.1

tongtongtongddddddddddtttttttttddddddddddkkkrrraaaaaaaasssscchhhhhhpiangpiangpiang

construction no.2

tongtongtongddddddddddtttttttttddddddddddkkkrrraaaaaaaasssscchhhhhhpiangpiangpiang

construction no.3

tongtongtongddddddddddtttttttttddddddddddkkkrrraaaaaaaasssscchhhhhhpiangpiangpiang

constructionno.3 is scary. the cranes and what nots are high up at the top of a building.

see! so high!

what if the crane gos-stan and fall off the buidling? who will feed the children of the driver? are they no better way to do whatever they are doing? this is the building with a lot of glass shattering sound and hammering and crashing. so scarily noisy!

after many days of the tongtongtong i notice they start work at 8.30am SHARP and break for lunch from 12pm to 1pm SHARP and they knock rather late leh, about 6.30pm…tsk tsk…only dorothy can sleep through the noise.

 i wonder when will they finish (-..-”‘)

this few nights has been rather jia lat. don’t knwo what’s gotten into victoria. every night before sleeping, she will have one million and two requests…

-read smiley shark one more time
-where’s my pink pillow
-i want to drink milk
-i cannot finish milk
-i want to pass urine
-i want to poot poot (after coming back from passing urine)

and then…
vic: waaaah!!! i got powder in my nose!!
me: you got what?!
vic: powder!!!
me: how’d you get powder IN your nose?
vic: !@#$%^&*()+{}”:? (no vulgarity. just words which i can’t figure what she talking about!)
me: you wanna wash your nose?
vic: yessh

after a moment
me: you ok
vic: yeeesh ok
silent
vic: waaaah!!! stil got powder in my nose!! i want wet tissue…

then continue wet tissue, dry tissue, rub oil and more cry

threaten time
me: stop cry so loudly!
vic: waaaaaaah
me: one more time, you go grandma room and sleep

silent

vic: waaaaaaah
papa: STOP IT VICTORIA!

silent

sleep…

dear papa, early early should have done that lah

ha ha

have fun…