Josiah Elisiah Anandha

Our Pic in the Delivery Suite... before all the intense pain kicks in.. lol

His First Picture, His first Cry

In Midst of being cleaned up...

After Being Cleaned Up.

Little Blue Ridding Hood... Isn't he adorable?

In The Warmer

Taken on Day 2 in the hospital infant bed

Contented

Look at that Deep Set Eyes

My 3rd Labour Story

Hi All,

I'm back!!! lol...

Popped on 27th Jul. Supposed to be induced on 26th night but end up when I went there at 9pm, I was already having contractions and 4cm dilated.. hahahah
Baby's name is Josiah Elisiah Anandha, hahah. couldn't decide which one so end up writing both on BC.. hehehe.

Birth story pretty chop chop...

9pm: reached KK Delivery Suite to prepare for admission and do the necessary paper work for induction.Strapped on to CTG in Induction Room 3 while hub go do admission.Having slight contractions since 4pm after the Vaginal Swap doc did in the morning checkup but since it was very mild, I simply ignored it.. heheh

10:15pm, nurse did VE after seeing CTG graph and say that I'm already 4cm dilated and don't need to induce already. So I went (walked) to the delivery Room 16 which is nearby.

11:30pm: Requested for Epidural and informed them about my Scoliosis condition. Doc came to put me on drip and break water bag... Pain getting more and more intense. Breathed the "laughing" gas while doc tried to administer drip. Anaesthetist came and tried to locate my spine down my back.. ask me to sit up and put my feet on the chair then bend forward.Kept breathing in the gas, finally she found the right place to insert the needle. After epidural, could still feel the pain on my left side but still bearable.

12:45: Informed nurse that I have the feeling to push. Nurse and mid wife encourage me to push...Adter several pushes, Baby Josiah arrived in this world at 1plus am @ 3.19kg. Head Circumference: 34cm. Length: 48cm.

Pic taken right after birth

Pic taken on 28th Jul

Baby Josiah and Jie Jie Joy

My 2nd Labour Story

Again copied from http://idobaby.com/forum/index.php?showtopic=2412

I went for routine check up with Hubby at KKH on my 39th Week as per normal, Doc told us “be prepared for labour anytime and just go to the delivery suite when you feel contractions but if by next week still no signs then we may consider inducing cause cannot let baby stay in for too long.” Went home with a heavy heart just waiting for THE day.

On 3rd April 2005, EDD date, went KKH for check up, still no signs. So Doc schedule me for induced labour on 5th April 2005 and ask me to be warded by 12pm if still no signs of labour. On the day, we took our bag, camera and etc to the hospital to be ready for induction. Went delivery suite to register and then they monitored me on CTG for half an hour to make sure baby heart beat is fine.

A nurse came to me and explain to me the procedure of induce labour. They will insert a pill for me that day, if I do not have any contractions at all, they will insert another pill the next day. If after 3 pills baby still refuse to come out, then may have to consider caesarean. The sound of it really sends shivers down my spine, cannot imagine a drawing a line on my tummy…

While alone in the room, my hubby went around taking photos of me. He then went to 7-eleven to buy me mags to kill time and bought me a can of Milo, went to smoke and etc.At 1plus, they inserted the prostin pill and asked me to stay in bed and they will monitor me. The nurse told me if by 3:30pm still no contractions, they will send me back to the ward. Was hoping if I deliver anytime, my son would be able to see his baby sister by the time he came in the evening but that did not happen. At 3:15pm, I was sent back to ward to rest as there was still no contractions and I was only 3 cm dilated, still long way to go was the comment I heard from the nurse. Sigh… I decided that since I was going back to the ward, I was determined to wait for my son to come visit me before delivery. At the ward, the nurse told me to call for them to bring me back to delivery suite if there is severe contractions and if I can no longer tolerate the pain. “How to determine intolerable pain?” was the thing in my mind as everyone have different tolerance level.

Hubby then went downstairs to get Macdonalds for me cause I was feeling hungry… Wanted to eat Sundae… lol and he went for a smoke too.At 4:30pm, contractions started, I told hubby that I want to endure till Joshua comes cause I know my son would want to see me since he will be spending the night at gran’s place.Contractions got more and more intense, and I got hubby to request for a paper to jot down my contraction timing… It was coming every 1 min… then every 30 secs. I asked the nurse what is the defination of intolerable pain, she just replied with “whenever you feel like going down, I will get them to send you down”. I tolerated all the way till 6pm, kept doing breathing exercises.

Finally Joshua came, I gave him a big hug and told him that Mei Mei still refuse to come out but he must behave himself and he will definately see Mei Mei tomorrow. Contractions got so bad that I could not even eat the Macdonald’s meal that my hubby bought for me. After Joshua went back, I told Hubby, “I think its time”. My hubby was so excited and called for the nurse. The nurse sent me down on a wheel chair. When down at the delivery suite at near to 8pm. The staff nurse came in to get me changed and introduced herself and asked if I wanted any pain relief. She really made me feel very comfortable and at home. Again Hubby ask me to get epidural cause dun wan me to go though so much pain but was worried that it may be too late cause contractions already very intense. But still we requested for epidural.

The nurse came in and told me that currently no anaesthetist is available at this time so I only have my gas mask available. After my previous experience of labour, I could really handle this better. Was breathing slowly to calm myself down. Finally after 10 mins, an anaesthetist came and I told her about my scoliosis and about my first epidural which did not work. She asked if I could sit up as she could see from the graphs that my contractions are very intense now and mentioned that she will try to insert the tube only when I do not have contractions. I sat at the side of the bed and was struggling through the contractions cause the mask was not long enough for me so I had to tolerate through my contractions without any help. The anaesthetist took a very long time to locate the soft part of my spine due to my history of scoliosis. Finally, after around 5-8 contractions, she finally inserted the tube and I felt the tingling sensation. I lay in bed and suddenly felt so good. Epidural is finally working, I can no longer feel the pain but was shaking a little. She told me it was the normal but I did not mind. I turned to hubby and said “Dear, now I can 100% confirm that the epidural did not work during the labour of our first kid.” He agreed seeing the differences. I was so relaxed and even jokingly commented to my hubby that maybe our daughter will be born at the same time as our son as our son was born at 22:12hrs and it was already near 2200hrs.

Hubby then went down for a smoke thinking that labour may not be soon.After a while, the doctor came in the room and attached another "thing" at my thigh. Think that is for sensing baby’s heart beat and left the room. The staff nurse came in to check on me and upon looking at the graphs by CTG,
she asked: “Where is your hubby?”
Me: “He went down for a smoke, lol”
Staff Nurse: “Call him back immediately”
Me: “Is there anything wrong?”
Staff Nurse: “Just call him back”

I called hubby but he did not answer. I then called again and told him what the nurse said. When Hubby came up at around 9:55pm, he told me that he was calling my dad to update him on my situation and was telling that most prob I will deliver after midnight. The doctor came in to check and said “ You have to deliver now, get ready.” I asked him what’s the hurry as he seemed a little worried. I asked him if baby is okie as there was a fear in me. He told me that Baby’s heartbeat not very strong and that really scared me…They got ready with gloves and etc and reduced the dose of epidural to let me feel the contractions so that I can push. A midwife came in at this time and started to help me into position. I remember that the midwife was using her body weight to pushed against my left leg and the doc on my right.

They asked me to push as if I was trying to push them away and after 3 pushes, our daughter was born. Guess @ what time? Our Angel was born @22:13hrs… Just a difference of 1 min from her bro! Hehehe The first thing I realized from my baby was that she is Big…. She was born 3.4kg! Bigger than her Kor Kor and she kept crying. The nurse put her on my belly and I was so happy when I saw her…As I thought everything was over, the nurse came and told me that there was no surgeon to stitch me up and I had to wait… but the worries was overcame by the happiness of seeing our daughter . The staff nurse asked me if I would like to Breastfeed my daughter, I said Yes. She asked if I know how to do it, I shook my head abd told her honestly no, as my first breastfeeding experience was unsuccessful. She patiently guided my baby to latch on and SHE SUCKLED!! I felt so good and satisfied seeing my baby drinking. I really would like to thank her cause she was very patient with me.Finally the surgeon came to stitch me up and she too was patient and told me what she was doing. I rem her telling me “ okie ah.. I’ll be done soon… bear with it, will be over soon, last stitch already k?” She kept repeating that to console me.

After she was done, the staff nurse gave me biscuits and milo to drink and she kept telling me take my time, she’s got plenty of rooms available for other moms so drink and eat slowly and regain strength. That really touched me… When I could be sent back to ward, the staff nurse took a float like thing for me to sit, it was something which did not happen in my previous labour.

Hubby this time round stayed with me even till I went back to my ward and help me wash up and ready for bed . And this time, the stitch did not feel as bad as the last. After the birth of my first kid, I could not even walk properly even after the 3rd day but this time, I could even walk to the bathroom myself to bath early next morning .

I sincerely would like to thank the staff nurse that took care of me and also want to thank my hubby.

Love you lots Hub .. Muacks

Extracted this from http://idobaby.com/forum/index.php?showtopic=2407.
Wanted to copy this into Singaporemotherhood for mummies to read but somehow "idobaby" was not allowed in the forum so have to upload here loh.. :)

Okie, let me pen down my First labour experience for my Boy.

First Labour was in Yr 2002 Jan 2nd.My EDD for my first Baby Boy was supposed to be 31 Dec 2001. Thinking that my baby may have the chance to be the last baby for 2001 or first baby for 2002, I was pretty excited.I was a single mom at that time. The full story was that I was not married at that time and my hubby was no longer my bf. Initially after realizing that I was pregnant, now hubby then bf wanted to get married. But I know it was against his will, he was still not in the right state of mind to get married so I called off the wedding plans. Went through the pregnancy on my own, went checkups alone, ultrasound scans alone and etc. He was around but we were just no longer in a relationship and we discussed on how we were going to raise our baby, we agreed that I will still put his name on the BC of my boi and he will always be the baby's father and we’ll bring him up together but both of us agreed that we should continue knowing new ppl and if any of us find our life partner, we should get on with life. We also agreed that he should be with me during the labour process.

So on that fateful day, 2nd Jan 2002 3 am, I could feel slight cramps. I timed the contractions to make sure it was labour before going to the hospital. at 6 am, decided that I should leave for the hospital as the slight cramps were right on time at intervals of 30sec- 1 min. Went to stick a note at my parents door to say that I have left for KKH, I took a cab and called my partner. As his house is very near KKH, I expected that he should reach the same time as me. When I arrived at the Delivery Suite at 6:30am, I did not see him around so called him again... And that Ass was still sleeping, ought to be shot . So I told him to go work instead and will call him if its really labour. Went in to delivery suite and was put on the CTG and after doc monitor me for 3 hours, he told me to go home as it does not seem labour even though I was 2 Days LATE. Doc did not even offer to admit me, just told me to go home. So went for a Macdonald's breakfast before heading home at 10:30am.

The day went on normally, rested on the bed watching TV when suddenly at 3:30pm, I swear that I heard a “Pop” sound even though my bro did not. Realised something was not right, went to the bathroom immediately and a gush of water flowed out and I went “Oh Sh*t”. Immediately, I went to put on 2 sanitary pads (at least that was what I could think of) and called for a cab immediately. Upon reaching hospital, the pads could no longer hold the water and water was flowing down my legs, I quickly walked up to the delivery suite and apologise for “dirtying” the place. The nurses were very kind and consoled me saying that its okie. Was sent to delivery suite, changed and lie in bed. After 10 mins, the Nurse pushed in a drip and I asked her if they were going to put me on drip. She said “Yes”, I then replied “No one told me give birth must put drip one… “, I never put drip before so was worried. She poked the needle into my left hand and I went laughing… That was my way of handling pain, whenever I test blood, once needle poked, I will start laughing… Weird right… Was then told not to move around too much. As I waited, I kept calling my partner with the phone in the suite but coincidently, he was away at the Runway (he was in the Air Force) so did not bring his phone. So I got my bro to keep calling his office. Was left alone in the suite…

Finally partner arrived at 4:30pm smelling VERY good. Can you imagine, he went home to BATHE and CHANGED before coming, giving me the excuse of smelling good to give baby good first impression… LAME… Labour pains started and I was taking as much Gas as I could.. hahah.. felt as if I was floating in air and I kept on laughing.. Nurse said I took too much gas already .. heheh. Nurse asked me if I want epidural but I declined. Partner advised me to take cause he worried that I cannot take the pain. So I budged in the end and had epidural. They asked me to lie on my side and curled up, felt a needle poked into my back then this cool liquid flowing in…. Labour pain got more intense till gas no longer working, could feel very bad contractions and I was biting my own thumb. My Partner told me not to bite my own thumb and bite his, was a little touched. Told Nurse that Epidural was not working as I should not feel so much pain and I could still move my legs but she did not believe. Got the anaesthetist to check and put a second dose of epidural for me. It was still not working, pain was still very severe. My Partner got worried and went to ask the nurse. Nurse said “ It is definitely working, else she would not be so calm…” No one believed me… sobz. I’m suspecting that it may be my condition of Scoliosis, (crooked spine) which results in ineffective of the Epidural.Doc came in and check on me and said, “You should be ready for delivery”. Felt that pain was very very intense so I did the breathing exercises that I saw on TV and started to hold the pain. I remember hearing the nurse/midwife said “Only push when you feel contractions, dun push when there are no contractions!” Could not really control and did not know how to as it was my first labour, didn’t really know when to push. After 5 mins, the Midwife asked me to start pushing when I felt contractions. Was quite a messy situation as I pushed at the wrong time and etc. Nurse and midwife had a lot of actions at my lower body but I could NOT feel a thing when they cut the Perineal area (only knew about the cut after delivery when partner told me).

After some pushing, at 22:12Hrs, my son was born! He was so adorable but had a cone shape head due to my pushes at the wrong timing. (Felt so guilty when I saw his head) After cutting the umbilical cord, the doc put him in the baby bed while nurses started to clean him up and did initial checks on him. The surgeon stitched me up while talking to the nurse. Gave me a feeling of unprofessional and her pager kept beeping for her. Can you imagine when she was stitching me up, she asked the nurse to reach for her pocket to take her pager to return the calls. Don’t even know if she’s doing a good job or not. As I was over bleeding , they had monitor me in the delivery suite and if I’m still over bleeding by 11+, I need to be sent to ICU. Midwife did not offer to let me carry him. At 11pm, asked my partner to go back home first as he still need to report for work the next day. Prayed really hard to hope that I would not have to be sent to ICU. Nurse informed me that my baby will be sent to the nursery first and I had to stay back to be monitored.

At 11:45pm, the nurse told me that I should be able to be sent back to ward but told me to alarm the nurses if I had terrible pains. I missed my baby so much, hope that he would be fine. When back at ward, my perineal was so painful that I could not even sit. Suspected again that surgeon did not do a good job in stitching again. No one really came to teach me on breastfeeding after deliver and did not even asked if I want to fully breast feed my baby and did not see my baby after that. It was only until the next day, a nurse brought my baby to me and teach me how to breastfeed my baby but my Joshua was too sleepy to drink. Whenever I try to latch him on, he slept. The nurses in the nursery also told me he doesn’t drink much cause whenever they try to bottle feed him, he falls asleep.

On the 3rd day, I was allowed to go home with my baby after seeing the councilors (as I was a single mom). Felt very helpless at that time cause I need the councilors approval to bring my baby home. Once home, my son started to crying for milk, lucky we had a tin of milk powder ready. Tried breastfeeding but was unsuccessful and gave up after that. Now I really regretted for not trying harder cause breast milk will really boost his immunity. Sigh.That’s my labour story and I think I only have one word to describe…. Traumatised… Now he is a cheeky 3 Yr old boy.

Look out for my story on my 2nd experience in Labour.

Incident 1: Bitten by Blind Husky, Wolfie 14th April

Left: Shawn's injured left wrist...
Right: His injured right wrist...

Both being "wrapped" up.
This was taken when he was asleep.. heheheh

Incident 2: Hospitalisation + Operation 15th May - Hub's 28th Bday
Pictures are taken after oxygen tubes and drip was taken out.

Left: Taken after Op, topless. See the Flower on the bottom left corner of pic? Its my present to him for his Birthday to cheer him up.
Right: I made him hold the flower to take pic with my Hp... Lol.

Aneastetic still have not fully wear off mah.. still not so painful, so I can still play.

Left: The "successful" workable drip that was done in Operating Theatre.

Right: Taken on 30th May - Dragged to the Doc by me and was found running high fever so got to put on mask.

After all these pictures on the unhappy incidents, let's see some happy ones.

Don't know what's up with Blogspot... I keep having problems with posting pictures... Maybe they want me to start a new post to post happy pics.. heheh

So Many Things have happened....

As you guys know, since 1st Apr I had my 30% pay cut. On 14th Apr Good Friday, Hub was bitten by a Blind Husky that we were boarding. Sent him to Doc Tan immediately and doc gave him a jab saying that its quite a bad bite. Wolfie had bit both his wrist and blood was dripping. He had to go for dressing every alternate days to clean the wound. On the 3rd day, doc said that the wound is having a bad infection, resulted in having pus and was surprised why hub was not having a fever. In the end, he has to go back to the clinic everyday to let doc clean the wound. Poor Hub, it was kindoff painful as the wound was deep...

After around 5 days of daily cleaning of wound by doc and of course medical bills, doc finally allow me to do the dressing for him myself at home... so I had my fair share of fun wraping my hub's wrist... hahhah Ba Zang time.. Lol... But Wolfie also another problem one, why must bite both his wrist??? In the end, he couldn't do anything, cannot bath himself, cannot carry the kids... I had to do it all by myself coping with a new maid too.. Sigh. Best part is, we spend almost near to $100 on medical not calculating the pain and trouble, but the owners of Wolfie refused to pay for medical claiming that they were not around to see the incident happen. But when they came, we say Wolfie mouth his owner's wrist too and he did not correct him so we guessed that it must have been a habit... :(

After this whole incident blew over, it was already beginning of May. Initially, hub planned that we will send kids over to my parents place and go for a nice buffet dinner on 11th of May. But.... Around 2nd week of May which was around 8th May,Hub had a terrible pain near his bum and had high fever for several days. In the end realised that Pus was the culprit. Brought hub to the doc again and was given antibiotics to clear the infection and painkillers to stop the pain and was told to go back for review on 14th of May. On the 14th, his pain was still very bad, he couldn't sit or lie down properly and was still having high fever despite medication given. After seeing Doc Tan, he was refered to TTSH and was admitted immediately. The Docs at TTSH said that he has to go for an op on the very same day and have to fast immediately. No food no water till the op. It was around 12pm that he was sent in, still in pain. No one advised if he could take the next dose of painkillers and he was just pushed to the observation ward with the many other patients. Seeing him in pain and shivering, I told the nurses there that he's running a very high fever and is due for medication, they say that they will check with the doc and get back. Finally, they came to give him a jab, hub felt better and finally fell asleep. We waited in the observation ward till around 9pm at night before he was wheeled to ward. After all the hustle bustle, I accompanied him till around 11pm, the doc still did not come to put the drip for him. He was nearly dehydrated as they wanted him to fast for op but no one put drip for him. Its already almost 12 hrs with no food and drink... I called for the nurse many times and before I left for home about 11 plus, she assured that the doc is on his way and will keep an eye on hub for me. Kissed hub goodbye and I went home. Went downstairs to the taxi stand and realised that there was quite a queue so decided to walk out to see if I could hitch a cab. After walking out, felt that "hmmmm, maybe I can walk home since its so near", so guess what, I walked home!!! hahahahah, freaked my dad and bro out.. lol.. they scolded me and say that I'm already 7months plus preg and still walk back at wee hours not forgetting on Mothers' Day. I don't mean to be cheeky, its just that I dun wan to waste more money already.

Reached home at 11:30pm all alone.. (kids at parents place), had a nice bath and went to sleep as I gotto wake up early next morning to buy breaky for hub. As he fasted the whole of Sunday, he wanted to have Uppuma and a nice ice cold drink... Poor Hub spent his first hours of his 28th Bday in the Operating Theatre. Op started at 1am. When dad sent the kids back to my place in the morning, he too sent me to Tekka to pack food for Shawn.

Reached hospital about 8 plus in the morning, I got a shock. Cause I have never seen hub so vulnerable before. He had tubes in his nose, looked so pale and on drips. OT Gown was with blood also. Heard that the drip they put for him after I left was not working so they removed and poked another one. It did not work again so in the OT, they poked another needle into him for the drip. 3 holes! Talk about professionalism... It seems that after the op, they let him inhale pure oxygen (that explains the tube). It was very very painful cause it was an open wound which has to heal on its own. He couldn't sit nor walk much due to the location of the wound. Hub was also pek chek with himself as he couldn't do anything on his own. He was discharged on the very same night. While in TTSH, I went to buy him 2 slices of cake to celebrate his Bday... Poor Hub, whole of his Bday was spent in the hospital, some more in so much pain. In the end TTSH only gave him Anti Biotics and PARACETEMOL.

PARACETEMOL leh!!! Freaking open wound about 5cm big 4cm deep, only gave paracetemol?? What are the docs thinking about man.. Asked the nurses about it and they say that's normally what they give, we can request stronger painkillers from the GP when we go for dressing. S0 no choice loh, we then took a cab home, cut the cake while hub was standing and brought him into the room to rest.

For the next few days, it was pretty hectic for us. I went to work early in the morning after making sure hub was okie, rushed back during lunch by cab to bring him to the wash room, wipe his body then took another cab to the clinic. Doc had to use the (dunno what) solution to wipe/wash his wound... It was so painful for him that he was shivering in pain then doc put on fresh dressing for him. It was so painful that he didn't want to go to the doc at all... He couldn't do much stuffs on his own, if I had placed him in the chair in the morning, he would stay in that position till I come back during lunch cause it was very painful and due to the aneasthetics, he didn't have much strength for the first few days and cannot pull himself up. This went on for roughly a week. This drained us mentally, physically and financially. :(

Hub was very worried about our finances cause he was still under probation and all these MCs would be considered as unpaid leave. And daily dressing costs $, cabs costs $. Hub didn't even want to go or suggested that we could do the dressing at home ourselves so that we don't have to waste money on cabs. Told hub that we won't be able to do it ourselves and doc will not allow as its a pretty big wound and if infected, it will be pretty serious. Also during this incident, we realised that hub was allergic to a specific painkiller cause after the painkiller, he had rashes all over his body... :( We had to change to another lighter painkiller instead. As he could not sit, he was given priority to see doc, so hub in the end guai guai de go for dressing everyday.

His MC given by the hospital ends on 24th May but as wounds have not fully recovered, Doc extended MC till 26th May. BUT :( just before he was supposed to go back to work, his back had some mosquito or bug bites which resulted in another bouts of infection and led to pus. As hub was very worried about work, he insisted to go back to work with the pain despite docs advise. So doc had no choice but to give him antibiotics and pain killers and insisted that he must go back to the clinic for review at night on 29th May. Doc also instructed that we have to do hot compress on the wound followed by applying Bactroban (antibacteria cream) on the spots hoping that the pus will burst and can clear on its own.

On 30th night, I dragged him to the Doc as he still had that terrible pain and upon reaching there, nurses tested his temperature and it was 38.9°C! And to think that he said that he will look after himself lah... all were bullshit... I warned him that if things got any better, he would have to get off work and stay at home to recuperate. Doc analysed his situation and advised that we need to continue the hot compress and the cream, if the pus filled boils dun clear on its own, he would have to go back to TTSH for another op to drain the pus.

Upon hearing this, I got pretty worried. Did the hot compress for dear hub every night and prayed for the boils to burst and pus to clear. Finally after 3 -4 days, the boils burst but it was still a slow process and I had to bring hub to the doc again for her to squeeze out the pus. It was really painful cause the biggest boil had a diameter of around 3.5-4cm. The hole itself was about 3-4mm. He had to again hold his breath and tahan the pain while doc used a medical apparatus to pull out the mucus plug of the boil and squeeze out the pus. Doc says that she had never seen so much pus in a man before and that hub really poor thing cause it is real painful...

But sigh, what can we do? Doc couldn't tell us a specific reason why all these happened but just said that hub's immunity level is quite low. Finally in around 2nd - 3rd week of June, he healed completely after daily changing of dressings done by me eventually. I joked that he has a private nurse now and after roughly 2 months of experience, I can be a nurse.. hahaha minus the bloodly scenes part...

Finally, I had time to prepare for my baby after all these hoo haa... I realised that in the end, I had less than 2 months to get everything ready. Best part was, we were running low in cash too. I had already owe bro $ and now.... sigh.

I posted a thread in Singaporemotherhood for help in buying baby stuffs and if anyone is giving away anything. I was overwhelmed by the help that was rendered. Some were mummies whom I've not known before and some were those that I've helped before when I was better financially. I really felt touched and my baby items were quickly stocked up and now, I'm almost ready for my baby's arrival.

Things have really not been smooth since Apr, after paying for all medical bills, hub's Road tax and Insurance expired and as he was "sick" during Apr to June, he could not ride his bike let alone say bring bike for inspection. So in the end, after not riding bike for 1 months plus or so, his bike also gave him problems and could not start. We called for tow on 17th June and asked the bike shop to also send his bike for inspection. That again costs money... In total, we spent $515 on his bike (Road Tax + Insurance + Repairs + Tows) ... Sigh. Seems that the $ we owe my bro was rolling to a bigger amount... seems never ending.

I really thank God for the mummies whom have helped me in times of needs and I too have promised that I will pass out the items after I have passed this difficult times.

Now I only can wait patiently for my little prince to arrive without complications and in good health. Please do pray for my family if you do read this and I will soon post a pic of my little prince once he arrives in God's blessings.

Ps: Dunno why I cannot post the pics on this post. Will post a seperate post with the pics.

Its been 4 days...

Sigh.. its been 4 days since I handover my project, till now my boss haven't give me other jobs to do.... not worried about rice bowl but am bored. Have been helping Sherry on Pracbiz calls but still not my own baby mah... so dun have much force to work.

Some more haven't been sleeping well since the night I fired Marizel as I'm looking after Joy at night. Think tomorrow will take MC already.. really feeling very sick... Everyday reach 10pm at night, I practically look like a Zombie... :(

Brought Joshua and Joy to the doc yesterday. Doc says that Joshua is better, now only need to continue Antibiotics, Actified Compound Linctus, Ventolin Puff, Seretide Puff and Flixotide Puff twice a day instead of the usual 3 times a day. As for my girl girl, she got to increase her dosage to twice a day instead of the previous once at night cause seems that she caught the virus from Kor Kor, coughing more and more phlegm already. And doc instead of giving Ventolin syrup, advise us to give Ventolin Puff. Sigh... think now I can become part time nurse already.

Sigh, just got to know from my good friend Serene that the baby boy is not her's... She's been lying to me for the past few yrs.. Sobz... But still I wish her all the best in her current relationship, hope soon she can invite me to her wedding lah...

Joy's First Bday!

Hi Hi, How time flies...

Its Joy Joy's First Birthday. Her actual birthday is 5th April but we decided to do the celebration on the earlier weekend.

Thanks for everyone who came for Joy's first Bday celebration. Really gotto thank Richard for taking time to come over although he didn't have much sleep the night before. Thanks Dad, Mum and Bro for bringing us around to get stuffs for the Steamboat dinner and thanks for your generousity... heheh

PS: Please ignore date on camera.. hahah. The right date should be 1st April 2006

Here's the Birthday Girl

Here's her Birthday Cake!

Closer shot of her cake... This cake is chosen by Kor Kor cause he wants the toy motorbike.. lol

Family Portrait, look at bday girl.. Look so blur.. heheh

Notice the sliver thing on her ankle? We bought it for her first bday!

From Left: Por Por, Princess, Jiu Jiu, Kor Kor and Gong Gong

Again, all of them in the pic. Everyone looks so happy....

See my Princess looks so pretty in this pic. See the pretty anklet.

Joshua waiting to cut the cake

Still waiting to cut cake...

Aiyo, Birthday girl so "Manja"

Silly Daddy trying to get his 1 Yr old Princess to blow out the candles.

Don't understand what happened to this pic. Daddy had a weird look on the face, Princess not looking at the cam, Kor Kor looking at ceiling? Hmm...

Por Por with blur Princess. See that rabbit ear? Its that stupid Jiu Jiu loh..

The Big Family.

From Left, Por Por, Gong Gong, Jiu Jiu, Big Kor Kor, Mummy, Princess and Daddy

Joy checking Richard out... Lol

Wonder why is everyone holding their head up high... Look at Joy and Richard

While cutting cake, we caught a giggling Princess...

Here's a blown up pic of the giggling Princess. She really looks so happy.

Is Joy Joy eyeing on the steamboat?

Kor Kor eyeing my cake. Its MY Birthday leh...

Hmmmm... Mummy can I have a big big slice?

See... this is Uncle Richard and me... Aren't I pretty in that Yellow Dress?

Close Up: See me pretty in Yellow.. hehehe. This is the dress Aunty Ling Ling bought for me when I was 1 month old... And Now I'm 1!

Thinking *Hmmm.... Why no one give me the cake...*

~~Yeh, Its my birthday!~~

I am 1!!!

Gong Gong was trying to catch me on photo when I'm smiling.. hehehe. But I only laugh when I see the flash.

Gee Hee Hee....

The Anklet that Daddy and Mummy bought is too big for me already.. keep dropping

My Bro's 22nd Birthday

Here are some pictures taken during my bro's birthday celebration. It was pretty simple, we just went to the place we always go for Zhi Char.

Here are the pics and the story between the Birthday Boy and the Naughty Boy:

Birthday Boy's cake, chosen by Naughty Boy cause he wanted the blue and pink wagon on the cake...

See, 2 big candles and 2 small candles... 22nd Birthday

Lighting up Ceremony + Creepy hand...

Birthday Boy + Naughty Boy...

Again Birthday Boy and Naughty Boy. See the smug look on Naughty Boy's face...

More of Birthday Boy and Naughty Boy

Naughty Boy trying to cut Birthday Boy's Cake while Birthday Boy poses for pic.

Sooooo sweet. Naughty boy showing his gentle side by shoving the fork into Birthday Boy's mouth. heheh

My mum enjoying the cake.

Dad, say cheese... hehehe.

Princess wondering: What's Mummy doing?

Look at the Monstorous Mouth!

Look at that Mug of Beer, Is that Josh's? OMG, heheh

See the little monster attacking his cake.

See My Princess soooo

happy.