<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4089834572809643123</id><updated>2012-01-11T00:33:28.641+08:00</updated><category term='The CBs'/><title type='text'>...... The memories .......</title><subtitle type='html'>Never attempt to test my limits else you will suffer the consequences!!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momoko-itsmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4089834572809643123/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momoko-itsmylife.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4089834572809643123/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Momoko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14043662463252559903</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>538</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4089834572809643123.post-8057947576943642662</id><published>2012-01-11T00:25:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-11T00:33:28.677+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I tink I will get depression this time</title><content type='html'>This pregnancy has not been smooth sailing, I had a bad fall in my 16th week and all this while, the father of this child has not cared abt me except for paying for my medical bills.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every other day he called me useless, say I duno how to earn money. But point is I'm helping him in our own biz, wat does he still expects from me. I'm at his beck and call and I need to be there to oversee the biz, does he expect me to still find a part time job with my huge tummy? Moreover, I dun earn a single cent for doing the job that others did. N I did not ask for a single cent too. All I wanted was to help him build up our own biz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Juz now all I wan after eating prawn mee is juz to have a plate of rojak and guess wat he said, earn money u duno, only know how to eat and eat and eat. Then wat? M I supposed to starve myself and didi to death then that will make him happy? I really feel that he wants us to die. If we die he will be the happiest person on earth coz he tinks we are all burdens to him. Best is me, Abri and didi all die then he will b satisfied.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4089834572809643123-8057947576943642662?l=momoko-itsmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momoko-itsmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/8057947576943642662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4089834572809643123&amp;postID=8057947576943642662' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4089834572809643123/posts/default/8057947576943642662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4089834572809643123/posts/default/8057947576943642662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momoko-itsmylife.blogspot.com/2012/01/i-tink-i-will-get-depression-this-time.html' title='I tink I will get depression this time'/><author><name>Momoko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14043662463252559903</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4089834572809643123.post-5400728311243337490</id><published>2012-01-05T01:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-05T01:17:02.530+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2nd time lucky!</title><content type='html'>Yes, I'm preggers again. This week marks my 26th weeks. Bb is doing well and getting more and more active in my tum tum. That means my sleepless nites have began again!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This pregnancy has not been easy for me. For the record, I'm still merlioning away. Toilet bowl is again my best friend. Has been hugging it from start till now. Hiakz ... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, every pregnancy is different and this is really more tiring than having Abri. My bb has picky tastebuds. Eat anything he dun like, out it goes into the toilet bowl almost immediately. Now I know he dun like oily stuff, no mac, no sweet stuff, no chicken and the list goes on ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the very start I already had to live in fear for 3 weeks, I tested positive but ... when I go for my first scan, cannot find the sac at all. Had to run blood test after blood test for the HCG lvl and go for detail scan, was relieved when we finally found the sac hiding in a corner. Cannot get clearance coz gynae was worried to b ectopic. Waited for 3 weeks to get clearance that it is normal pregnancy. It was a torturous 3 weeks which I lived in tears. When I finally see my lil bb, I literally shed tears of joy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soon after the merlion starts again, eat wat throw up wat ... lost 3 kg! Till now still merlion but at least I'm putting on weight slowly now. But the additional kilos made me very tired n SLOW!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;N I have this persistent cough till date cannot clear, had one stage developed to acute bronchitis and I cough n cough till sprain my back. Cham ... pain till cannot move cannot stand cannot sit cannot even sleep ... kaoz ... no end to my troubles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At this moment, cough still there but not as bad, backache still there but less painful, vomiting still lidat everyday ... n now bb give me stong kicks which I luv n hate at the same time haha. Nevermind, March is coming. I look forward to the day when I can finally carry him in my arms. All this that I go thru will be so worth it then!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4089834572809643123-5400728311243337490?l=momoko-itsmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momoko-itsmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/5400728311243337490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4089834572809643123&amp;postID=5400728311243337490' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4089834572809643123/posts/default/5400728311243337490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4089834572809643123/posts/default/5400728311243337490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momoko-itsmylife.blogspot.com/2012/01/2nd-time-lucky.html' title='2nd time lucky!'/><author><name>Momoko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14043662463252559903</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4089834572809643123.post-6935462575732374989</id><published>2010-11-12T01:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-12T01:10:17.386+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rotting Blog ...</title><content type='html'>Gosh ... I have been so tied up with lil A and work that I have left this blog to rot for so so so long .... Here's a new song recommendation for in the meanwhile till I can find some time to post some updates =) I'm totally in luv with the lyrics and Anthony Neely!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="640" height="390"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/mnz9492FVHQ&amp;hl=en_US&amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;version=3"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/mnz9492FVHQ&amp;hl=en_US&amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;version=3" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowScriptAccess="always" width="640" height="390"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4089834572809643123-6935462575732374989?l=momoko-itsmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momoko-itsmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/6935462575732374989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4089834572809643123&amp;postID=6935462575732374989' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4089834572809643123/posts/default/6935462575732374989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4089834572809643123/posts/default/6935462575732374989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momoko-itsmylife.blogspot.com/2010/11/rotting-blog.html' title='Rotting Blog ...'/><author><name>Momoko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14043662463252559903</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4089834572809643123.post-2579758891563858865</id><published>2010-08-28T02:01:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-28T02:07:50.993+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Iphone 4</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AB9AucMxLY4/THf-Gsj6cYI/AAAAAAAABHA/pvCAaRvt4gk/s1600/190820101025.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AB9AucMxLY4/THf-Gsj6cYI/AAAAAAAABHA/pvCAaRvt4gk/s400/190820101025.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5510152060105552258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finally gotten my phone on 19/08/2010, Koohii's 2 mths death anniversary ... Not that I wanted to. I was happily waiting for the white release but hubby's kpo fren knew he wanted to help me use his contract to sign for tis phone and assume he wants to reserve together juz because he did not pick up his call and ordered the current black one for him. N he oso din cancel the reservation when he realised!!! Guess he wanted to cheer me up coz I've been moody ever since Koohii left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I'm STUCK! N I realise I'm such a iphone idiot. So complicated to sync with the comp!!! Pek chek! Can anyone change with me the White one??? =P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4089834572809643123-2579758891563858865?l=momoko-itsmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momoko-itsmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/2579758891563858865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4089834572809643123&amp;postID=2579758891563858865' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4089834572809643123/posts/default/2579758891563858865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4089834572809643123/posts/default/2579758891563858865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momoko-itsmylife.blogspot.com/2010/08/iphone-4.html' title='Iphone 4'/><author><name>Momoko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14043662463252559903</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AB9AucMxLY4/THf-Gsj6cYI/AAAAAAAABHA/pvCAaRvt4gk/s72-c/190820101025.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4089834572809643123.post-4149541361042666542</id><published>2010-06-20T02:16:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-21T22:57:47.954+08:00</updated><title type='text'>In loving memory of Koohii (08/04/2004 - 19/06/2010)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AB9AucMxLY4/TB99sAuysOI/AAAAAAAABGo/uc6bGZRt1Gk/s1600/CIMG0205.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485241066224529634" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AB9AucMxLY4/TB99sAuysOI/AAAAAAAABGo/uc6bGZRt1Gk/s400/CIMG0205.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Koohii, tis post is delicated to you. Rest in peace my dearest furboy. I hope you are happier now in heaven. We shall meet again when mummy leaves this world. U will always be in mummy's heart, there is this space where it shall always be reserved for you and will never be replaced. I love you and will always do even when you are gone now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mummy and Daddy miss u so much. Thank you for all the joy that you have brought to my life these 6 years. It may be short but you have left me so much happy memories. For your sake, I'm happy to be called a "bitch". I still remember how you like to "act" injured, you could have won the best actor award. I remember your Daddy used to luv Mochi more than you but you managed to win him over with your gentle ways. I remember how you looked at me with your pitiful doggy eyes to beg for food. I remember how you followed me wherever I went, even to work. I remember how you wanted me to carry you thruout my pregnancy. I remember how I saved you from the fierce dogs that try to attack you. I remember how I saved you from the jaws of death when you swallow soap powder. But how many times can I save you, obviously I failed this time. The tot of giving you away has never ever cross my mind when I had Lil A despite all the advice frm pple around me, how could you juz leave me like this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How I wish you are juz acting dead with me but you are not. Did u know how heartbroken mummy and daddy is when we see u there lifeless? Y did you not listen to me when I scold you the day before for escaping the cage, not everytime you can be so lucky and apparently your last attempt proved to be fatal. There are so many more things I have not done with you. My birthday wish this year was to take a family protrait with you, Mochi, Lil A and Daddy but this wish will never be fulfilled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Koohii, you must protect yourself at the other end of the rainbow bridge, dun let me worry about you. Didi boy, we shall wait for the day we meet again. Daddy has kept all your fave things and the place where you use to lay is reserved for you. One last time, KOOHII, DADDY AND MUMMY LOVES YOU.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4089834572809643123-4149541361042666542?l=momoko-itsmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momoko-itsmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/4149541361042666542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4089834572809643123&amp;postID=4149541361042666542' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4089834572809643123/posts/default/4149541361042666542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4089834572809643123/posts/default/4149541361042666542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momoko-itsmylife.blogspot.com/2010/06/in-loving-memory-of-koohii-08042004.html' title='In loving memory of Koohii (08/04/2004 - 19/06/2010)'/><author><name>Momoko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14043662463252559903</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AB9AucMxLY4/TB99sAuysOI/AAAAAAAABGo/uc6bGZRt1Gk/s72-c/CIMG0205.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4089834572809643123.post-2510421859237535717</id><published>2010-06-02T17:24:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-02T17:34:43.424+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mochi's 7th birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AB9AucMxLY4/TAYkKSwZJkI/AAAAAAAABGA/IaQooXWhHX0/s400/012.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478105755994891842" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AB9AucMxLY4/TAYkJ1GM1GI/AAAAAAAABF4/sV12JAWP4LI/s400/001.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478105748033295458" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is Mochi's 7th birthday. Old dog already. I specially made him a potato and carrot which Koohii slurps up during the making process but Mochi dun seem to like it at all =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poor Mochi was so happy to see us but Lil A is not very happy to see him, kept crying coz Mochi keep barking at her to welcome her. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sad to say coz Lil A insisted on me carrying her, I did not get to take a pix with Mochi, only managed to snap some pixs using my DSLR with my shaking hands while hubby tries to feed him the cake so the photos are quite a disaster. Hahahahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then I made Lil A at least sayang Mochi so at the end of the day, she finally sort of get over her fear and smile at him. That makes me very very happy coz I luv my dogs and she muz learn to luv them too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4089834572809643123-2510421859237535717?l=momoko-itsmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momoko-itsmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/2510421859237535717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4089834572809643123&amp;postID=2510421859237535717' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4089834572809643123/posts/default/2510421859237535717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4089834572809643123/posts/default/2510421859237535717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momoko-itsmylife.blogspot.com/2010/06/mochis-7th-birthday.html' title='Mochi&apos;s 7th birthday'/><author><name>Momoko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14043662463252559903</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AB9AucMxLY4/TAYkKSwZJkI/AAAAAAAABGA/IaQooXWhHX0/s72-c/012.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4089834572809643123.post-2517292116320357633</id><published>2010-05-18T01:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-18T01:08:34.455+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Idiotic husband</title><content type='html'>This happen last Wed, was so darn pissed by the idiotic husband! I literally feel that I'm a single mother, with hb macham no hb! Or shld I say, I may be happier without the hb. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning, when I walked into the shower room, I saw him went out to play with my girl. Who knows, he juz suddenly disappeared to do his own stuff and suddenly he came charging in bang door and bang the shower door onto my face and yelled at me to see, and I saw poor lil A lying on the floor crying (crawled off the bed). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He scream at me for not watching after lil A from the shower room and I told him I tot he was with him, and he yelled at me saying I should watch on lil A even while bathing and shout for him when I see her falling. Then y dun he juz sit thr few mins let me bath finish and she wun fall at all? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But there were undies hanging on the shower door blocking my view lor, how to see? N who the hell shampoo hair with eyes open wide wide! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I find him so selfish lor, he can always juz play game, yak on the phone with frens, do his own things, juz dun wan to take care of lil A. To him, I dun seem to be human, I no need to eat, no need to drink, no need to bath, no need to even go toilet, dun even need to REST. Wat he take me as? Robot? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like as if I not upset that lil A now has a big baluku on her forehead, he still keep yelling at me say I useless. Izt my fault that he doesn't help at all?! I pity my girl for having such a lousy daddy! If there I have fault, that would be marrying the wrong guy and having the wrong daddy for lil A!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4089834572809643123-2517292116320357633?l=momoko-itsmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momoko-itsmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/2517292116320357633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4089834572809643123&amp;postID=2517292116320357633' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4089834572809643123/posts/default/2517292116320357633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4089834572809643123/posts/default/2517292116320357633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momoko-itsmylife.blogspot.com/2010/05/idiotic-husband.html' title='Idiotic husband'/><author><name>Momoko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14043662463252559903</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4089834572809643123.post-4988704777294377396</id><published>2010-04-03T18:51:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-03T19:08:09.008+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Haircut today for lil A</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Abrielle was still rather happy when we step into Hua Xia to do her paintbrushes and stamp. But once we progress to cut her hair, all hell broke loose!!!! N daddy was darn pissed that my hair became so short and scolded mummy BIG TIME! Poor mummy, spent close to $600 and got so much scolding. Ah ma oso complain I dun look cute anymore ... sobsssss ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455862899836352002" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AB9AucMxLY4/S7ceZqf6dgI/AAAAAAAABFY/vxlX6ah-3Fo/s400/PO20100403_0319.JPG" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Hmmm ... wats happening? &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455862906118945154" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AB9AucMxLY4/S7ceaB5zOYI/AAAAAAAABFg/p4v6W-9cs-4/s400/PO20100403_0321.JPG" /&gt; Pouts ... dun like that sound ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455862911175390690" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AB9AucMxLY4/S7ceaUvWdeI/AAAAAAAABFo/tt8DqKg7N90/s400/PO20100403_0323.JPG" /&gt;No no no .... dun cut my fringe pls!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455862922065724994" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AB9AucMxLY4/S7cea9TzxkI/AAAAAAAABFw/Rm8Ic9IzcSA/s400/PO20100403_0325.JPG" /&gt; Daddy says I look so ugly ... if he had know its gonna be so short, he would not have let mummy bring me go cut.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4089834572809643123-4988704777294377396?l=momoko-itsmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momoko-itsmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/4988704777294377396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4089834572809643123&amp;postID=4988704777294377396' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4089834572809643123/posts/default/4988704777294377396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4089834572809643123/posts/default/4988704777294377396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momoko-itsmylife.blogspot.com/2010/04/haircut-today.html' title='Haircut today for lil A'/><author><name>Momoko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14043662463252559903</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AB9AucMxLY4/S7ceZqf6dgI/AAAAAAAABFY/vxlX6ah-3Fo/s72-c/PO20100403_0319.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4089834572809643123.post-5910907507170164739</id><published>2010-03-16T19:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-16T19:50:46.451+08:00</updated><title type='text'>黄小琥 没那么简单</title><content type='html'>作词：姚若龙&lt;br /&gt;作曲：萧煌奇&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;没那么简单 就能找到 聊得来的伴&lt;br /&gt;尤其是在 看过了那么多的背叛&lt;br /&gt;总是不安 只好强悍&lt;br /&gt;谁谋杀了我的浪漫&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;没那么简单 就能去爱 别的全不看&lt;br /&gt;变得实际 也许好也许坏各一半&lt;br /&gt;不爱孤单 一久也习惯&lt;br /&gt;不用担心谁 也不用被谁管&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;感觉快乐就忙东忙西&lt;br /&gt;感觉累了就放空自己&lt;br /&gt;别人说的话 随便听一听 自己作决定&lt;br /&gt;不想拥有太多情绪&lt;br /&gt;一杯红酒配电影&lt;br /&gt;在周末晚上 关上了手机 舒服窝在沙发里&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;相爱没有那么容易 每个人有他的脾气&lt;br /&gt;过了爱作梦的年纪 轰轰烈烈不如平静&lt;br /&gt;幸福没有那么容易 才会特别让人着迷&lt;br /&gt;什么都不懂的年纪&lt;br /&gt;曾经最掏心 所以最开心 曾经&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;没那么简单 就能去爱 别的全不看&lt;br /&gt;变得实际 也许好也许坏各一半&lt;br /&gt;不爱孤单 一久也习惯&lt;br /&gt;不用担心谁 也不用被谁管&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;感觉快乐就忙东忙西&lt;br /&gt;感觉累了就放空自己&lt;br /&gt;别人说的话 随便听一听 自己作决定&lt;br /&gt;不想拥有太多情绪&lt;br /&gt;一杯红酒配电影&lt;br /&gt;在周末晚上 关上了手机 舒服窝在沙发里&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;相爱没有那么容易 每个人有他的脾气&lt;br /&gt;过了爱作梦的年纪 轰轰烈烈不如平静&lt;br /&gt;幸福没有那么容易 才会特别让人着迷&lt;br /&gt;什么都不懂的年纪&lt;br /&gt;曾经最掏心 所以最开心 曾经&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;相爱没有那么容易 每个人有他的脾气&lt;br /&gt;过了爱作梦的年纪 轰轰烈烈不如平静&lt;br /&gt;幸福没有那么容易 才会特别让人着迷&lt;br /&gt;什么都不懂的年纪&lt;br /&gt;曾经最掏心 所以最开心 曾经&lt;br /&gt;想念最伤心 但却最动心 的记忆&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luv tis song, really sung to my heart ... I have not been bery happy lately, he juz hit me again today but coz of my Lil A, I gotta push on, live on, to take care of her till she can be on her own. I promise some updates soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4089834572809643123-5910907507170164739?l=momoko-itsmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momoko-itsmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/5910907507170164739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4089834572809643123&amp;postID=5910907507170164739' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4089834572809643123/posts/default/5910907507170164739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4089834572809643123/posts/default/5910907507170164739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momoko-itsmylife.blogspot.com/2010/03/blog-post.html' title='黄小琥 没那么简单'/><author><name>Momoko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14043662463252559903</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4089834572809643123.post-1150075468041625680</id><published>2010-01-14T02:13:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-14T03:47:29.211+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Trip to Lamborgini Showroom</title><content type='html'>Sunday, made an accidental trip to Lamborgini coz our fren led us on a while goose chase to find Maximus Racing in Toh Guan. So since the showroom was nearby and this is that fellow's dream car, so we went to take a look.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As our fren was one of their customer last time, we gotten great treatment even though we were dress quite shabbily and I had Abrielle in tow somemore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;End up instead of looking at Lambo, we kinda like the new Lotus Evora instead but its a whoopping $328k, close to $100k more than my S5 but erm ... guess I gotta work doubly hard towards it if I really want it. But worth it or not, I still tinking, coz its Toyota engine? N the car is so pong, how to park in my pathetic HDB carpark leh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tink I muz really work super hard towards a better piece of property.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, our fren made me n Abrielle take a pix with the brand new SV to show her in future that she been to c supercar when she's juz a bb. =.=" &lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AB9AucMxLY4/S04iulbf1xI/AAAAAAAABEc/wWiKTCSWSe8/s400/DSC00042.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426312784744797970" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AB9AucMxLY4/S04itwg20QI/AAAAAAAABEU/5ENdkqREjOI/s400/DSC00041.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426312770540196098" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4089834572809643123-1150075468041625680?l=momoko-itsmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momoko-itsmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/1150075468041625680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4089834572809643123&amp;postID=1150075468041625680' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4089834572809643123/posts/default/1150075468041625680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4089834572809643123/posts/default/1150075468041625680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momoko-itsmylife.blogspot.com/2010/01/trip-to-lamborgini-showroom.html' title='Trip to Lamborgini Showroom'/><author><name>Momoko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14043662463252559903</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AB9AucMxLY4/S04iulbf1xI/AAAAAAAABEc/wWiKTCSWSe8/s72-c/DSC00042.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4089834572809643123.post-8439930079117869420</id><published>2010-01-14T01:47:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-14T01:52:15.393+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Evidence of abuse</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;The bruises finally appeared after 2 days of rubbing ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426282964000094322" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AB9AucMxLY4/S04Hmyf6uHI/AAAAAAAABEE/Bquf1B1LezY/s400/12012010755.jpg" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;On the Shoulder&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426282961409787522" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AB9AucMxLY4/S04Hmo2VxoI/AAAAAAAABD8/2sJxf84dk0w/s400/12012010753.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;On the right arm &lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426282950687146034" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AB9AucMxLY4/S04HmA53QDI/AAAAAAAABD0/lQDkmVIh-nw/s400/12012010752.jpg" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;On the chest&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4089834572809643123-8439930079117869420?l=momoko-itsmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momoko-itsmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/8439930079117869420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4089834572809643123&amp;postID=8439930079117869420' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4089834572809643123/posts/default/8439930079117869420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4089834572809643123/posts/default/8439930079117869420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momoko-itsmylife.blogspot.com/2010/01/evidence-of-abuse.html' title='Evidence of abuse'/><author><name>Momoko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14043662463252559903</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AB9AucMxLY4/S04Hmyf6uHI/AAAAAAAABEE/Bquf1B1LezY/s72-c/12012010755.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4089834572809643123.post-1238166007377990200</id><published>2010-01-11T18:01:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-11T19:06:38.260+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fuck Dup Wife Basher Does It Again</title><content type='html'>Asshole rain his fists on me again. I tink he's really psychopathic. Mental case!!Tis time, right head, right shoulder, right chest all kena. All coz I asked him to help me take care of my bb girl for awhile while I pump. He only knows how to say I got low supply but nva helps me whenever I ask him to help with my girl. I told him many times that I need to pump on schedule to maintain my supply but he juz dun understand and last nite, beats me up till I'm covered in bruises. I really wish to see he and his family minus my bb gets retribution. &lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AB9AucMxLY4/S0sGAASzxxI/AAAAAAAABDs/dPsio-ASdlg/s400/11012010750.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425436773246551826" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AB9AucMxLY4/S0sF_hqWTjI/AAAAAAAABDk/0CT0r-YYaIM/s400/11012010747.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425436765023784498" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AB9AucMxLY4/S0sF_LbvEDI/AAAAAAAABDc/tB_JqLDWui8/s400/11012010746.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425436759056912434" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here I am trying my best to pump the milk out for his daughter and there he is bashing me and hurling all sorts of vulgarities IN FRONT of our bb. N he kept punching me as I tried to reason with him to tell him I got blocked ducts and I'm in pain. He seen me with my right breast all red and swollen and knows I got blocked ducts but he juz refused to give a damn about me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He says it's me who wanted a bb not him so I SHOULD be the one and only one taking care of bb coz he's tired. N wat he was doing was playing on PS till bb cry oso dun wan to help. And the truth is, he was the one who accused me of not wanting children and use this excuse to go out to meet sluts when I have nva said I dun wan kids. So I told him then that we have one lor. And now we have one, he tries to shirk all responsibilities. I knew he's too childish to be a father and I was proven right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to call police but cannot, I can't make my girl's family incomplete. Same goes for getting a divorce. I wanted to bash him back but oso cannot, I will end up more jialat. Chase him out of the house oso not an option, coz wait he go find sluts again. I feel so loss now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coincidentally, I juz had a nitemare few days back that he bashed me up and my girl who is a little more grown up liao hug and try to protect me from him. Today the dream came partially true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But strangely he stayed at home and when bb cry auto help me carry. But wat's the point rite, will zhi dong means will zhi dong, beat up the wife and make her go into depression then auto got wat use? Just now, he tried to ask me if bb wan milk but I treat him as transparent. Really have no wish to talk to this person at all now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He always acts as the perfect husband in front of his frens and they nva knew wat he does to me when we are alone. Doesn't help that Tan Buck Guan went to call him henpeck. Obviously he took it to heart and took it out on me. Tis fellow, when will he learn to shut dup, does he really want me to curse him?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4089834572809643123-1238166007377990200?l=momoko-itsmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momoko-itsmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/1238166007377990200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4089834572809643123&amp;postID=1238166007377990200' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4089834572809643123/posts/default/1238166007377990200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4089834572809643123/posts/default/1238166007377990200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momoko-itsmylife.blogspot.com/2010/01/fuck-dup-wife-basher-does-it-again.html' title='Fuck Dup Wife Basher Does It Again'/><author><name>Momoko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14043662463252559903</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AB9AucMxLY4/S0sGAASzxxI/AAAAAAAABDs/dPsio-ASdlg/s72-c/11012010750.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4089834572809643123.post-2936895427597683559</id><published>2009-12-30T02:30:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-30T03:04:07.718+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Tag Heuer Watch</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420728075525049122" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AB9AucMxLY4/SzpLduWoSyI/AAAAAAAABDM/TcLbE-TKWz4/s320/PO20091230_0001.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420728069966321922" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AB9AucMxLY4/SzpLdZpU2QI/AAAAAAAABDE/LqQ-EZYlPTA/s320/PO20091230_0000.JPG" /&gt;Yeap, finally got myself a new watch when I seldom wear watch. Hahahaha, cock rite!! But then I fell in love with the creme alligator strap with mother-of-pearl dial, looks so feminine for a Tag Heuer Monaco. Initially wanted the 69 but its too chunky on my small wrist so juz make do with this. Actually this is a gift from him, for wat reason I duno but I did grumble that I dun have a decent dinner watch. Actually, I do la but erm ... that's in black, I need some light color one ma. N we got the watches at a discount coz our friend's wife works in Sincere watches.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He actually wanted to get Bell &amp; Ross for me but sadly the one I like no more stock and its those limited edition type somemore so I wan to order oso cannot. Sobs. So he got himself one instead. Booo!!! I shall sneak it to wear if I want to! But I dun really like his model, so tinks he's quite safe. Humpf, he muz have got that knowing I dun really like it hur. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420728085225318658" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AB9AucMxLY4/SzpLeSfWqQI/AAAAAAAABDU/9_jiAW4bEdI/s320/PO20091230_0002.JPG" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4089834572809643123-2936895427597683559?l=momoko-itsmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momoko-itsmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/2936895427597683559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4089834572809643123&amp;postID=2936895427597683559' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4089834572809643123/posts/default/2936895427597683559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4089834572809643123/posts/default/2936895427597683559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momoko-itsmylife.blogspot.com/2009/12/new-tag-heuer-watch.html' title='New Tag Heuer Watch'/><author><name>Momoko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14043662463252559903</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AB9AucMxLY4/SzpLduWoSyI/AAAAAAAABDM/TcLbE-TKWz4/s72-c/PO20091230_0001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4089834572809643123.post-6120533052789985641</id><published>2009-12-28T00:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-28T00:22:58.693+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Best Mummy!</title><content type='html'>I'm really grateful to my mummy. Over the long weekend, managed to go BBQ and watched Sherlock Holmes and Bodyguards and Assasins on eve and X'mas day and JB for yummy food last nite. Everytime we need some "our" time on weekends, she will come over to take care of my girl and tis helps me get my sanity back. Every such trips be it long or short really cheers me up. N yes, I can see that she's tired coz my girl can get real cranky. But she luvs this grandchild of hers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly my girl seems to prefer her to me which I seriously dun mind. Keke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But on sat afternoon, we had to bring my girl with us to Cheryl's housewarming coz mummy's is working. Thankfully, my girl quite behaved herself which was amazing. Saw many other babies and I realised my girl is not that small sized as wat the pd said wat!!! The other babies older than her but smaller than her lor. Now I really feel that my girl is of good size. Relaxed =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;N thank you to Jenny and YY for the nice kitty gifts, felt bad that I was not able to get pressies for them this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes, over the last month recieved more Isetan vouchers from my dear friends for Abrielle. Thanks everyone, u know who u are. Muakz!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4089834572809643123-6120533052789985641?l=momoko-itsmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momoko-itsmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/6120533052789985641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4089834572809643123&amp;postID=6120533052789985641' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4089834572809643123/posts/default/6120533052789985641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4089834572809643123/posts/default/6120533052789985641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momoko-itsmylife.blogspot.com/2009/12/best-mummy.html' title='Best Mummy!'/><author><name>Momoko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14043662463252559903</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4089834572809643123.post-2849889396487189066</id><published>2009-12-22T16:54:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-22T19:15:21.175+08:00</updated><title type='text'>X'mas pressie from Mummy</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AB9AucMxLY4/SzCOBAaogZI/AAAAAAAABC8/VYzFEyAGGUY/s320/22122009732.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417986499669426578" /&gt;My first X'mas pressie for this year and it's from my mummy. Evelyn and Crabtree Rose gift box set. Got hand therapy, that I so desperately need inside. Together with full size perfume, shower gel and hand and body lotion. Luffs in geez! N I din get anything for mummy except bring her out for lunch at Tonkichi the other day =.="&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year is pathetic. I haben been able to go get chirstmas pressies at all!!! My girl has been cranky and I gotta take care of her, go out oso mostly juz to grab the neccessities and go liao, cannot drag coz my girl dun allow. The last time I drag my feet abit, that no mother bring up hubby of my start hurling vulgarities at me in Marina Sq with tons of peeps onlooking. I kept quiet only coz he's carrying my girl in his arms!!! Hubby got no upbringing coz his parents are bastards but mummy has ya! I dun wan the first words my girl learn to be "NA BEH CHEE BYE" lor for goodness sake!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4089834572809643123-2849889396487189066?l=momoko-itsmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momoko-itsmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/2849889396487189066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4089834572809643123&amp;postID=2849889396487189066' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4089834572809643123/posts/default/2849889396487189066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4089834572809643123/posts/default/2849889396487189066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momoko-itsmylife.blogspot.com/2009/12/xmas-pressie-from-mummy.html' title='X&apos;mas pressie from Mummy'/><author><name>Momoko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14043662463252559903</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AB9AucMxLY4/SzCOBAaogZI/AAAAAAAABC8/VYzFEyAGGUY/s72-c/22122009732.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4089834572809643123.post-1466463067792923451</id><published>2009-12-22T16:38:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-22T16:54:23.786+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Seafood Galore at Pasir Gudang</title><content type='html'>Last Sat, together with Jamie and Andrew, we went to Pasir Gudang duno wat golf course behind the kelong to have yummy seafood. Slurps!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They took us thru the jungle to reach the place, making me damn blur y I going jungle to eat seafood. Hahahaha. N the way in really looks and feel eerie. For a moment, I can really feel those things like nearby. Wooooooooo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we finally reach the kelong, I was so darn surprised lor. Anyway, this restaurant Spoa is opened by singaporean so the price is cheap but not that cheap but the food is nice! N I enjoyed the trip, been 10 over yrs since I been to a kelong. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had lobster sashimi, butter lobster, poached prawns, steam fish, chilli crabs, flower crabs, gong gong, sambal kangkong and fried rice, all for around RM300 for 6 paxs. Worth it la! &lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AB9AucMxLY4/SzCIdj05e2I/AAAAAAAABC0/ZRS7PZLzVno/s320/19122009730.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417980393141402466" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AB9AucMxLY4/SzCIdCTovnI/AAAAAAAABCs/qkX1cV71800/s320/19122009729.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417980384143523442" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AB9AucMxLY4/SzCIc6BnMAI/AAAAAAAABCk/tjZEVxGURQE/s320/19122009728.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417980381920440322" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4089834572809643123-1466463067792923451?l=momoko-itsmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momoko-itsmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/1466463067792923451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4089834572809643123&amp;postID=1466463067792923451' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4089834572809643123/posts/default/1466463067792923451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4089834572809643123/posts/default/1466463067792923451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momoko-itsmylife.blogspot.com/2009/12/seafood-galore-at-pasir-gudang.html' title='Seafood Galore at Pasir Gudang'/><author><name>Momoko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14043662463252559903</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AB9AucMxLY4/SzCIdj05e2I/AAAAAAAABC0/ZRS7PZLzVno/s72-c/19122009730.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4089834572809643123.post-7484509476438910749</id><published>2009-12-13T23:14:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-14T03:54:15.052+08:00</updated><title type='text'>3rd Wedding Anniversary</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AB9AucMxLY4/SyUgTscijVI/AAAAAAAABBk/5W4JTY6ayCI/s320/12122009699.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414769649703357778" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, we celebrated our 3rd wedding anniversary in advance as a complete family at Pan Pacific Singapore. For the first time in 3 years, tis day became meaningful to me coz finally the puzzle has its final piece.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We start off at Hai Tien Lo for my fave weekend dim sum brunch. Had all my fave food. Tis restaurant holds a special place in my heart starting this year, my precious Abrielle was estimated to have been conceived on the day that I last patronized. So this was her first meal when she was still swimming. Hahahahaha. However, Abrielle made super sure that I dun get to enjoy my meal coz she keep fussing and I had to go in and out of the toilet to latch her and pacify her. On top of my yummy lunch, we had a cake thrown in as part of our dining privileges with their Pan Pac Dinning Card.&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AB9AucMxLY4/SyUgUtrKVgI/AAAAAAAABB8/HAFpV4WCr5Q/s320/12122009706.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414769667212989954" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AB9AucMxLY4/SyUgUdUxhgI/AAAAAAAABB0/iBXTWViqnAc/s320/12122009701.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414769662824121858" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AB9AucMxLY4/SyUgT5oHeYI/AAAAAAAABBs/toOZojNCy1o/s320/12122009700.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414769653241575810" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After lunch, we went to jalan abit coz can only check in at 3pm. When checking in, Abrielle suddenly started her nonsense again!!! Cried so loud that the whole lobby turned and look at us. OMG!!! Feel like digging a hole to burry myself there and then. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got the panoramic room and the view is really not too bad, think when IR is up, it will be even nicer.&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AB9AucMxLY4/SyUk8CDytCI/AAAAAAAABCc/_z9zs7tYEMg/s320/PO20091213_0011.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414774740746417186" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AB9AucMxLY4/SyUk7yp6P6I/AAAAAAAABCU/RK7-7fR67-o/s320/PO20091213_0010.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414774736611327906" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AB9AucMxLY4/SyUk7Vur6iI/AAAAAAAABCM/Wl3w4Peo8_8/s320/PO20091213_0013.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414774728846731810" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brought Abrielle home to my mum to help us look after for the nite as she dun look too comfortable there. At 9pm plus, we went to watch Storm Warriors with friends, erm the show was quite dumb actually, and coz we were in the 5th row from front, I had a major headache from watching the show!!! Maybe that's why I dun enjoy it hur ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My gift for our Anniversary and also as reward for giving birth to our precious baby girl, this Louis Vuitton Angele in Mini Lint.I do feel abit dumb paying so much for fabric and not leather. Not my top choice too but coz the Neo Cabby that he initially wanted to buy for me is out of stock in SG so hiakz, juz make do with it. It's always better than nothing. Moreover I have been complaining that I need a roomy sling bag so that its easier for me to carry Abrielle if I'm out alone. He suddenly told me he's gonna bring me go buy when we were about to check out. Wat a lovely surprise, abit lomantic la. Hopes this gift is not coz he did something wrong again, else I'll be so disappointed.&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AB9AucMxLY4/SyUgU537bSI/AAAAAAAABCE/_jw8D6Rtu9E/s320/13122009708.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414769670487764258" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4089834572809643123-7484509476438910749?l=momoko-itsmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momoko-itsmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/7484509476438910749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4089834572809643123&amp;postID=7484509476438910749' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4089834572809643123/posts/default/7484509476438910749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4089834572809643123/posts/default/7484509476438910749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momoko-itsmylife.blogspot.com/2009/12/3rd-wedding-anniversary.html' title='3rd Wedding Anniversary'/><author><name>Momoko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14043662463252559903</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AB9AucMxLY4/SyUgTscijVI/AAAAAAAABBk/5W4JTY6ayCI/s72-c/12122009699.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4089834572809643123.post-867192156713333635</id><published>2009-12-07T22:10:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-07T22:47:14.865+08:00</updated><title type='text'>High Tea at Carousel</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AB9AucMxLY4/Sx0PsNQbPNI/AAAAAAAABA0/1pentDup3LI/s400/carousel.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412499579316419794" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today had a gathering with the Nov mummies at Carousel. High Tea!!! Enjoyed myself tremendously with the company. N spread was good for $28 too. Likes the popiah n mee soto!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Felt so happy seeing them again, the last time we met, we were all preggers. Now, we have all popped! Look at us with our bbs. And most of them back to pre-preg weight le but I'm still fat. SO SAD!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;N honestly, its a real hassle bring her out alone. I dun get to enjoy my food fully. Thankfully Zen help me look after my ger for abit while I go get food. Else no need to eat hur. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coz as usual, when I wan to eat, she wan to eat too. Hiakz. Had to feed her b4 I go and that made me late. But she still nt enuff, cries for her milk at Carousel again. Then finally fall asleep for awhile after I gave her EBM and I got to eat in peace for awhile then she start her crank motor again, start to wan to cry wan to cry lidat. Tot we better get our ass moving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heng, my dad come to pick us back coz he was around the area. Can't imagine if I take taxi coz she was screaming all the way home!!! N my dad is so gan jiong to get his precious grand daughter back home coz she's screaming for her milk AGAIN! Needs milk hourly hur, is she growing or is my supply not enuff to satisfy her?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so gonna tink twice abt bring her out alone again!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4089834572809643123-867192156713333635?l=momoko-itsmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momoko-itsmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/867192156713333635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4089834572809643123&amp;postID=867192156713333635' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4089834572809643123/posts/default/867192156713333635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4089834572809643123/posts/default/867192156713333635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momoko-itsmylife.blogspot.com/2009/12/high-tea-at-carousel.html' title='High Tea at Carousel'/><author><name>Momoko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14043662463252559903</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AB9AucMxLY4/Sx0PsNQbPNI/AAAAAAAABA0/1pentDup3LI/s72-c/carousel.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4089834572809643123.post-8938228922968967226</id><published>2009-12-06T22:52:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-06T23:12:57.239+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Anna Sui Galore</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412141268258515938" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AB9AucMxLY4/SxvJzwjH6-I/AAAAAAAABAs/uQq40ugguuY/s400/06122009689.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412141267792719650" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AB9AucMxLY4/SxvJzu0EbyI/AAAAAAAABAk/0WJI5C26PQY/s400/06122009690.jpg" /&gt;Haha. Today juz went for my shopping spree at Anna Sui again! Bought the limited edition lip palate, primer, liquid foundation, pressed powder and the autumn series purple eyeshadow. Haha, replenish my supplies at one go ya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On top of it oso gotten myself the Issey Miyake The Scent perfume, hmmmm ... smells good and fresh! On top of that went to supermarket to get my fave japanese foodstuff, hubby's UCC blue mountain coffee and Nepia diapers. Damage to my wallet, $448. *faints* &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4089834572809643123-8938228922968967226?l=momoko-itsmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momoko-itsmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/8938228922968967226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4089834572809643123&amp;postID=8938228922968967226' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4089834572809643123/posts/default/8938228922968967226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4089834572809643123/posts/default/8938228922968967226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momoko-itsmylife.blogspot.com/2009/12/anna-sui-galore.html' title='Anna Sui Galore'/><author><name>Momoko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14043662463252559903</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AB9AucMxLY4/SxvJzwjH6-I/AAAAAAAABAs/uQq40ugguuY/s72-c/06122009689.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4089834572809643123.post-5212695259719671057</id><published>2009-12-04T23:12:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-04T23:23:59.577+08:00</updated><title type='text'>More Hello Kitty stuff and Yummy Japanese Cheesecake</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411400589842899522" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AB9AucMxLY4/SxkoKmbs4kI/AAAAAAAAA_k/yFNIh8exMU0/s320/04122009680.jpg" /&gt;Juz bought more Hello Kitty stuff for my girl, laundry basket, jewellery box to put her jewellery from her 1st month and 35th Anniversary clock.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And also got my mum to buy me the grape flavor japanese cheese cake from Isetan fair. It's so yummy, light cheese flavor which taste juz like ice-cream cake. So nice that I gobble up the whole cake in minutes. =P&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411400592829979538" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AB9AucMxLY4/SxkoKxj4G5I/AAAAAAAAA_s/x3Lxa5GmT_Y/s320/04122009685.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411400599795821346" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AB9AucMxLY4/SxkoLLgqayI/AAAAAAAAA_0/qo01uP_0t-w/s320/04122009686.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411400608453715762" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AB9AucMxLY4/SxkoLrw3ZzI/AAAAAAAAA_8/uKJ3BxVEQgQ/s320/04122009688.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4089834572809643123-5212695259719671057?l=momoko-itsmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momoko-itsmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/5212695259719671057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4089834572809643123&amp;postID=5212695259719671057' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4089834572809643123/posts/default/5212695259719671057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4089834572809643123/posts/default/5212695259719671057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momoko-itsmylife.blogspot.com/2009/12/more-hello-kitty-stuff-and-yummy.html' title='More Hello Kitty stuff and Yummy Japanese Cheesecake'/><author><name>Momoko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14043662463252559903</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AB9AucMxLY4/SxkoKmbs4kI/AAAAAAAAA_k/yFNIh8exMU0/s72-c/04122009680.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4089834572809643123.post-798078661209413584</id><published>2009-12-02T21:59:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-03T19:07:26.825+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Goodbye Audi S5, Hello Volkswagen Golf GTI</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410650937430708162" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AB9AucMxLY4/SxZ-XFkxD8I/AAAAAAAAA-8/TwDG4so5Mx4/s320/bb+s5.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AB9AucMxLY4/SxebyYD5IKI/AAAAAAAAA_E/qIK62aIXzY8/s320/01122009669.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410964767063482530" /&gt;Yesterday, with aching pain, I waved goodbye to my 小白象 Audi S5 which has served me faithfully during my pregnancy days. "Downgraded" to a small Volkswagen Golf GTI, which I shall call 小红帽 aka Little Red Riding Hood. Can sense I dun really like this car ya ... hubby's choice ma.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reason for selling off, coz stupid hubby made me lose my 55% NCD by "kissing" some super lok van few months back. So my next year premium is sure gonna kena loaded and on top of that, NCD cut to 20%. He deems it as super lugi so made me change car. N also, the electronics of the S5 has started to give us problem, every few weeks sot sot and checklight comes on. Then the service center always gotta wait one week then got slot, SUPER F DUP lor. Then we everytime gotta tong 1 week drive praying hard nothing happen with the checklight lighted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly felt that the electronic features of the S5 gives us more headaches then enjoyment, totally overrated. Other then that, its a real comfy ride that has brought me much joy and even when hubby "kissed" the dumb van, the impact was minimal on my and my tummy when I was preggers. I really will miss this car. Really felt like crying when I passed the keys to the dealer, plus the $$ I lose out for trading in my beautiful ride ... the heartache is indescribable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The new 2009 Golf GTI, handling really seems much better than my S5 and hubby say the car's power is there. Well, I duno, I juz not impressed. This car cost $129k plus yet I dun have the continental car feeling lor, the seats feel so "japanese" that I can feel the vibrations when travelling on the road and this made me miss my napa leather seats so much, the S5 was so silent during drive and the seats were so comfy that my butt dun ache, n the new seats are not electronic so my muscles gonna grow hur. Well, half the price of my S5 wat to expect rite, u pay peanuts u get monkeys.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4089834572809643123-798078661209413584?l=momoko-itsmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momoko-itsmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/798078661209413584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4089834572809643123&amp;postID=798078661209413584' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4089834572809643123/posts/default/798078661209413584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4089834572809643123/posts/default/798078661209413584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momoko-itsmylife.blogspot.com/2009/12/goodbye-audi-s5-hello-volkswagen-golf.html' title='Goodbye Audi S5, Hello Volkswagen Golf GTI'/><author><name>Momoko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14043662463252559903</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AB9AucMxLY4/SxZ-XFkxD8I/AAAAAAAAA-8/TwDG4so5Mx4/s72-c/bb+s5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4089834572809643123.post-674727772847925345</id><published>2009-11-29T22:37:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-29T22:44:28.812+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kitty Lab</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AB9AucMxLY4/SxKImGP038I/AAAAAAAAA-0/H7Zm3R8ljxw/s320/29112009657.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409536290518785986" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went for the Kitty Lab today, tis is the very last day somemore wor. Heng, one of my thread mummy was able to go with me. Keke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My hubby as usual thinks Hello Kitty is a total waste of money so he simply refused to go with me. N I was so upset ya, tinking that I was going to miss it for sure and tadah ... Jane came to the rescue!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Erm really considered ex if I din manage to get the "Good Citizen Badge" lor. The whole thing can really be finished in less than 1/2 hr. N on top of that, coz most of the souvenirs were sold out already so we had to pre-order them and collect only in Jan. Total plus tix I tink I spent around $150 ... omg ... I'm such a kitty idiot ya.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4089834572809643123-674727772847925345?l=momoko-itsmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momoko-itsmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/674727772847925345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4089834572809643123&amp;postID=674727772847925345' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4089834572809643123/posts/default/674727772847925345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4089834572809643123/posts/default/674727772847925345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momoko-itsmylife.blogspot.com/2009/11/kitty-lab.html' title='Kitty Lab'/><author><name>Momoko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14043662463252559903</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AB9AucMxLY4/SxKImGP038I/AAAAAAAAA-0/H7Zm3R8ljxw/s72-c/29112009657.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4089834572809643123.post-848881276382305804</id><published>2009-11-29T22:31:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-29T22:36:33.658+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Precious Moments</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AB9AucMxLY4/SxKGQsSDdgI/AAAAAAAAA-s/2UNMWQEVJIY/s1600/29112009666.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409533723748300290" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AB9AucMxLY4/SxKGQsSDdgI/AAAAAAAAA-s/2UNMWQEVJIY/s320/29112009666.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Been in a buying mood for figurines lately, hiakz ... 2 in a month, pocket hole big big, not to mention I have been buying stuff for my darling princess hur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But actually I told myself I will get this "Blessed with a miracle" once I give birth, for wat reason should be self explanatory hur. Moreover, hubby is really the one carrying the diaper bag ya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other one,"Bless you two" is a retired design, that's why I bought it. Coz I like this design since like eons years ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ain't these 2 nice?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4089834572809643123-848881276382305804?l=momoko-itsmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momoko-itsmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/848881276382305804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4089834572809643123&amp;postID=848881276382305804' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4089834572809643123/posts/default/848881276382305804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4089834572809643123/posts/default/848881276382305804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momoko-itsmylife.blogspot.com/2009/11/precious-moments.html' title='Precious Moments'/><author><name>Momoko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14043662463252559903</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AB9AucMxLY4/SxKGQsSDdgI/AAAAAAAAA-s/2UNMWQEVJIY/s72-c/29112009666.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4089834572809643123.post-1961805096948407704</id><published>2009-11-23T18:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-23T18:33:21.902+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Milestones</title><content type='html'>The last one week I had a few firsts,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I am able to scope her out from her cot one handed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. I tried to bathe her on my own even though I nearly dropped her into the tub coz she kept wriggling. Hubby commented that I suck, duh~, he bathe her daily of coz more pro than a first timer ma.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. I am able to feed her medication on my own, one hand cradle the other hand syringe in the Ridwind.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4089834572809643123-1961805096948407704?l=momoko-itsmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momoko-itsmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/1961805096948407704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4089834572809643123&amp;postID=1961805096948407704' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4089834572809643123/posts/default/1961805096948407704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4089834572809643123/posts/default/1961805096948407704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momoko-itsmylife.blogspot.com/2009/11/new-milestones_23.html' title='New Milestones'/><author><name>Momoko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14043662463252559903</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4089834572809643123.post-234955686126174420</id><published>2009-11-23T18:00:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-23T18:25:56.182+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The pcb strikes AGAIN!</title><content type='html'>I'm surprised I'm still alive typing here coz for the past few days, she has been asking for milk every hour, so I am seriously lacking of sleep!!! Especially after my mother-in-law make my girl fall sick after her full month, told that bitch not to do stupid rituals on my bed on the day of celebration, she dun listen, insist that will make my girl more guai, end up backfire lor, and who suffer, me lor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not only that, the stupid woman even carried my girl out into the open at 10pm this kinda timing rite after the rain juz to show off to her relatives that nite, end up my girl catch chill. Has this bitch no common sense??? Newborn carry out into the cold?? N when I wan my girl back, those idiots dun return me somemore. WTF!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;N quarrel with hubby coz he blamed me for letting my girl catch chill and I told him straight in his face to go fark his idiotic mother coz I did my best to keep my girl warm and his mum saw me entertain friends when to carry her out into the cold. I told him to tell her NEVER to let me see her face in my house again! CCB! Nothing but trouble! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coz of her antics I gotta rush my girl to hospital the very next nite and she became diagnosed with colic. N eversince, she's so hard to handle! Do ritual more guai her farking pcb lor!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4089834572809643123-234955686126174420?l=momoko-itsmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momoko-itsmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/234955686126174420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4089834572809643123&amp;postID=234955686126174420' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4089834572809643123/posts/default/234955686126174420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4089834572809643123/posts/default/234955686126174420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momoko-itsmylife.blogspot.com/2009/11/new-milestones.html' title='The pcb strikes AGAIN!'/><author><name>Momoko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14043662463252559903</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4089834572809643123.post-2059248455635689819</id><published>2009-11-11T22:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-11T22:40:31.101+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nerve Strained</title><content type='html'>Good grief, I'm quite a crippled now. Yday walk up with my left leg unmovable. Seems like one of the nerve there is super tight n I can't even sit up properly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did say my mother-in-law is a jinx, juz the fact that I gotta see that person on Friday for the full month is enough to jinx me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Juz went to see my chinese physician today. Piangz ... the tui na is pain like hell can! I was screaming in pain till my physician's youngest daughter came running to see wat's his daddy doing. N I gotta take medication.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coz gotta take medication, I gotta stop my longan drink. I told my physician my ridiculous mother-in-law dun let me take normal water n he said "Shen jing bing, no such thing!" I told him she said no soup too n he totally luff at her idiotic behavior, he say old pple got their own incorrect beliefs n I told him the problem is she's not old, juz 48. He was shocked and told me thank god I dun live with the crazy woman, juz ignore her. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope I can recover in time for the celebration on fri. Else I'm gonna take MC. That bitch wan to show off go give birth on her own lor.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4089834572809643123-2059248455635689819?l=momoko-itsmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momoko-itsmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/2059248455635689819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4089834572809643123&amp;postID=2059248455635689819' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4089834572809643123/posts/default/2059248455635689819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4089834572809643123/posts/default/2059248455635689819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momoko-itsmylife.blogspot.com/2009/11/nerve-strained.html' title='Nerve Strained'/><author><name>Momoko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14043662463252559903</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4089834572809643123.post-5650792325019253860</id><published>2009-11-07T21:14:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-07T23:12:13.622+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Troublemaker causing problems again!</title><content type='html'>All thanks go to East coast chalet which play me out, nva update their webby n take their own bloody sweet time to do the confirmation even though we keep calling to check on the confirmation. They keep on juz kep telling us to wait till till thursday we call for the 3rd time to chase for ans then they told us will call back 5mins later to inform us on the status. Guess wat, they suddenly told us no duplex available le. Great, all our plans are messed up! Cannot get any chalets at all for 14 Nov and hotel ballroom too bo hua. But my PCB mother-in-law still keep on insisting on the timing that she wants.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got a forum fren from my Nov Mtb managed to help me with another good option but my nimcumput MIL whom came to kpo at my hse again with the BLOODY LEAKING MAMYPOKO diapers, dun like the timing of Sat 1-3pm keep nagging non-stop like macham she paying a single cent lidat when in fact she only know hw to open mouth n talk nia. Bloody empty vessals make the most noise! Keep saying 1 - 3pm her family n friends cannot make it. I told her if they cannot make it then so be it lor, cannot cater to everyone leh. But she gave a sibey buey gam wan face lor. So end up, I gotta hunt all over again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;End up push forward to Fri evening 13th Nov, at Aloha Loyang,at the one n only chalet left for tt nite only in the whole place. Downtown East and NSRCC still full, n we too pissed with East Coast. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coz of the bloody change, one my own aunt, 4 cousins and some friends not able to attend lor. Coz of this quarrel with hubby as I damn fed up why he muz always make me give in to that bitch. If not coz girl girl is in the house, I sure curse n swear non-stop. DAMN PISSED WITH TT PCB MOTHER-IN-LAW, selfish lor!!! Always tink for herself only! Dun ever tink for others one lor! BITCH! I really really feel my patience wearing thin, so thin that I may really end up fighting with her on the actual day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4089834572809643123-5650792325019253860?l=momoko-itsmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momoko-itsmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/5650792325019253860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4089834572809643123&amp;postID=5650792325019253860' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4089834572809643123/posts/default/5650792325019253860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4089834572809643123/posts/default/5650792325019253860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momoko-itsmylife.blogspot.com/2009/11/troublemaker-causing-problems-again.html' title='Troublemaker causing problems again!'/><author><name>Momoko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14043662463252559903</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4089834572809643123.post-4995089146045725264</id><published>2009-10-30T17:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-30T23:23:37.603+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Engorgement</title><content type='html'>Been having terrible engorgement for the past 3 days till ended up with super high fever of 39.6. Whole right breast swell n harden till like rock melon n I can see my veins protruding. N the pain is so jialat till every movement hurts. Ask hubby massage for me he dun wan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I refused to use the cabbage frm my fridge coz it will cut my supply which I have painstakingly built up over the days and nites sacrificing sleep. End up, I landed with a high fever of 39.6 degrees. Despite that, I still had to take care of Abrielle. Best part is that I nearly fainted with her in my arms coz the fever made me very dizzy n there's the throbbing headache. Didn't want to wake hubby up coz he has been taking care of her whole nite yday coz she kept crying and wants to be cradled by us, the moment we put her down in her cot, she cries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I did shake him up to tell him of my fever and the only thing he asked was, will cross infect bb anot and then flop back to sleep when I say no. Boy, wat a loving hubby I have ya ... not a word of concern for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took some panadol after finally coaxing my girl to sleep. Morning when I wake up to feed again at 8 plus, I check my temperature, seems good went back to 37.1 degrees, so I tot subside liao so go back to sleep. 11 plus I wake up to prepare for next feed, I felt real hot despite the aircon on but I was shivering, so I checked my temperature again and OMG, shot up to 37.2 degrees again. No choice, hubby accompany me to our GP to see doc after I took my herbal bath and fed my girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GP told me most prob infection coz of the engorgement. Hiakz. Gave me antibotics to take but if taken cannot bf, muz give bb formula milk which I dun want to, but I not enuff storage in the fridge yet. So went home, I refused to take the medication, choose to endure the pain further and stock up on breast milk first. N hubby see me to determine to endure for the sake of his girl, finally decided to massage for me but he dare not use strength coz scare injure me then his girl no milk drink =.=" I refused to call the LC too coz bery expensive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Managed to soften the breast a little but still all red and swelling .... yday wake up, it was horribly red n bruised looking and not to mention PAIN! Left with no options, call TMC to ask for LC home visit. She called me to put cabbage leaf first before she come to see if it helps. But it failed lor. When she arrive to massage for me, she told me coz I over massaged my breast, that's why its all red and swollen liao. OMG, when she do the unblocking of the ducts for me really PAINFUL lor!!! N I realised actually I got good supply! Coz when finally unblocked, the milk was squirting out all over the place!!! Some even shoot onto my face despite me lying down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I honestly regret taking the advise to put cabbage leaf now, coz supply really kena cut. Guess I gotta work super hard to get the supply back now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4089834572809643123-4995089146045725264?l=momoko-itsmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momoko-itsmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/4995089146045725264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4089834572809643123&amp;postID=4995089146045725264' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4089834572809643123/posts/default/4995089146045725264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4089834572809643123/posts/default/4995089146045725264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momoko-itsmylife.blogspot.com/2009/10/engorgement.html' title='Engorgement'/><author><name>Momoko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14043662463252559903</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4089834572809643123.post-3733037134751340125</id><published>2009-10-30T17:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-30T17:12:21.560+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Darn feel like beating her up.</title><content type='html'>That blardy shrew is at it again!! I asked her so many times how many boxes of full month cakes she need she dun answer me, now then she call her son and tell him her idea is to give cake vouchers coz she say not everybody eat cakes. BUT DID I ASK FOR YOUR OPINION U BLARDY PIECE OF SHIT! N IF NOT EVERYBODY EAT CAKES THEN I GIVE CAKE VOUCHER FOR FARK!! WASTE MY TIME N $$!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can she juz ans my qns direct and stop adding salt and vinegar all the time!!! I wan to order from where is up to me not her coz she never give me a single cent la!!! N till date all my ah yis, uncles, mummy's fren, already gave me angbaos and she has nothing to give me except TROUBLE!!! She's the very reason I regret marrying my husband!!! I really feel like giving her one big big punch in her face to wake her up man!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4089834572809643123-3733037134751340125?l=momoko-itsmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momoko-itsmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/3733037134751340125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4089834572809643123&amp;postID=3733037134751340125' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4089834572809643123/posts/default/3733037134751340125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4089834572809643123/posts/default/3733037134751340125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momoko-itsmylife.blogspot.com/2009/10/darn-feel-like-beating-her-up.html' title='Darn feel like beating her up.'/><author><name>Momoko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14043662463252559903</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4089834572809643123.post-7565224522879469752</id><published>2009-10-27T11:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-27T11:41:48.489+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Expressed Breast Milk</title><content type='html'>SO HAPPY!!! I finally succeeded in pumping my breastmilk out using the Ameda. 100mls of excess breastmilk after feeding. Feeling so happy lor, at least I proved to my hubby I'm a successful cow with evidence to show. Kakakakaka.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Frm yday on, I pump before I feed so that bb will not be overfed n vomite out again. Seems like this trick works wor. Thanks Koon and Eileen for the advise!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4089834572809643123-7565224522879469752?l=momoko-itsmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momoko-itsmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/7565224522879469752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4089834572809643123&amp;postID=7565224522879469752' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4089834572809643123/posts/default/7565224522879469752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4089834572809643123/posts/default/7565224522879469752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momoko-itsmylife.blogspot.com/2009/10/expressed-breast-milk.html' title='Expressed Breast Milk'/><author><name>Momoko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14043662463252559903</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4089834572809643123.post-475865811027605724</id><published>2009-10-26T20:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-26T20:41:08.915+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Brainless Twit #2</title><content type='html'>Bloody son of that brainless twit #1!! Can he get more insensitive?? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last nite I was feeling some blue black sorta pain at my breast so I decided to try out the Ameda pump that Eileen lent me to empty the breast. N that idiot asked me y muz I start pumping now in the middle of the nite and disturb his sleep, y cannot do it during daytime!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fark la, I having mild engorgement liao wat he expect?? Muz find FS master choose better timing for pumping ar?! Can he get any thicker!!! STUPID FARK!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4089834572809643123-475865811027605724?l=momoko-itsmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momoko-itsmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/475865811027605724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4089834572809643123&amp;postID=475865811027605724' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4089834572809643123/posts/default/475865811027605724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4089834572809643123/posts/default/475865811027605724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momoko-itsmylife.blogspot.com/2009/10/brainless-twit-2.html' title='Brainless Twit #2'/><author><name>Momoko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14043662463252559903</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4089834572809643123.post-8021014777237470415</id><published>2009-10-26T20:26:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-26T20:33:59.103+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Brainless Twit #1</title><content type='html'>My mother-in-law turn idiot again, again sprout nonsence the other day. She saw me having papaya and tell me cannot eat papaya, cucumber ang all the other "gua" coz got mud. Blah blah blah ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told her I'm told by Mrs Wong to drink papaya fish soup lor, then she say papaya fish soup the papaya is different. Papaya is papaya wat where got difference?? One ripe one unripe nia ma! BUT STILL PAPAYA WAT. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway she really no brains de meh? Dun she knows papaya grow on trees? Where got mud?! =.="&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4089834572809643123-8021014777237470415?l=momoko-itsmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momoko-itsmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/8021014777237470415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4089834572809643123&amp;postID=8021014777237470415' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4089834572809643123/posts/default/8021014777237470415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4089834572809643123/posts/default/8021014777237470415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momoko-itsmylife.blogspot.com/2009/10/brainless-twit.html' title='Brainless Twit #1'/><author><name>Momoko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14043662463252559903</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4089834572809643123.post-8748864910048061356</id><published>2009-10-22T21:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-22T21:11:56.400+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Follow up</title><content type='html'>Went for my follow up early this morning coz Abrielle is having her follow up today as well. Kena scolded by gynae and her nurse for walking too much. Erm, I tot they told me I muz move ma. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess I to enthu abt it liao. Keke, end up blue black and oso the right side bleed a lil. I had a shock when the nurse changed the dressing, coz got a patch of dried blood there and the whole patch was bruised. Alice cut off the ends of the stitches for me and told me I can remove the dressing after 5 days. Hiakz, now I dare not move so much liao, the knots are cut off le, move too much wait bleed I faint!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My gynae n the nurses at her clinic were very happy for me and came to cuddle bb Abrielle, they saw hw much I went thru to have her. Alice was telling Abrielle that she should listen to mummy when she grows up coz mummy suffered alot to bring her to this world. Well, the last few weeks before I popped was really a torture, but looking at Abrielle, everything is worth it. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4089834572809643123-8748864910048061356?l=momoko-itsmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momoko-itsmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/8748864910048061356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4089834572809643123&amp;postID=8748864910048061356' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4089834572809643123/posts/default/8748864910048061356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4089834572809643123/posts/default/8748864910048061356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momoko-itsmylife.blogspot.com/2009/10/follow-up.html' title='Follow up'/><author><name>Momoko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14043662463252559903</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4089834572809643123.post-3673691664862233730</id><published>2009-10-19T22:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-19T23:44:39.316+08:00</updated><title type='text'>In the last moments b4 I popped</title><content type='html'>16 Oct 2009, both of us couldn't sleep all night from the excitement of going to see our baby soon. We make use of the time to do all the last min preps. I went to the extent of pouring my hospital bag out and repack all over again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hubby finally took out the DSLR and practice taking pix for me, my huge tummy before I pop. N we brought Koohii back to my mama's place so that Mochi can accompany him while I stay in the hospital. Of coz, I wan to see Mochi b4 I pop coz after that 1 month at least cannot get to see him liao. N I muz make sure I cut his nails for him first else he will be suffering for 1 month if his nails get too long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At 4 plus am, hubby and me took our stuff and drove to the hospital to admit myself in.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4089834572809643123-3673691664862233730?l=momoko-itsmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momoko-itsmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/3673691664862233730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4089834572809643123&amp;postID=3673691664862233730' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4089834572809643123/posts/default/3673691664862233730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4089834572809643123/posts/default/3673691664862233730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momoko-itsmylife.blogspot.com/2009/10/in-last-moments-b4-i-popped.html' title='In the last moments b4 I popped'/><author><name>Momoko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14043662463252559903</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4089834572809643123.post-8244699040736328973</id><published>2009-10-14T15:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-14T15:28:09.960+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Sink VS 新"</title><content type='html'>Had a dumb argument with hubby this morning at the clinic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While waiting for my turn at the gynae, I asked him "sink 的那个东西 you take out already?" N he asked back "新的什么东西？"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got abit fed dup and told him "sink 的那粒圆圆的东西啦！" N he still asked back "新的什么圆圆的东西?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I went like "sink sink sink u duno wat is sink ar!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;N he say "Duno la, 新 is new lor."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Flipped ... "sink is basin la!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;N he retorted "basin say basin ma, sink wat sink!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told him "both same meaning wat!" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;N he said "u start say english then mix chinese how I know, of coz I tot ur sink is chinese 新 la."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grrrrr ... chicken and duck talk!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4089834572809643123-8244699040736328973?l=momoko-itsmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momoko-itsmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/8244699040736328973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4089834572809643123&amp;postID=8244699040736328973' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4089834572809643123/posts/default/8244699040736328973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4089834572809643123/posts/default/8244699040736328973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momoko-itsmylife.blogspot.com/2009/10/sink-vs.html' title='&quot;Sink VS 新&quot;'/><author><name>Momoko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14043662463252559903</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4089834572809643123.post-5381563914629104555</id><published>2009-10-14T14:12:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-14T14:45:10.910+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The last check up b4 I pop</title><content type='html'>Went for the last prenatal check up this morning, did my CTG, still having mild contractions and bb's heartbeat is normal. Me and hubby boliao decided to take a pix of me strapped up in the CTG room for membrance sake of how much I went thru for this baby. &lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AB9AucMxLY4/StVtAJroobI/AAAAAAAAA9U/sPZQKinyD_U/s320/14102009588.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392335978212401586" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AB9AucMxLY4/StVs_iWm0cI/AAAAAAAAA9M/V_-pdxJWByA/s320/14102009586.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392335967655219650" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a scare yday coz she din move much till tis panicky mummy keep shaking her tummy. But gynae say I was rite to do that to make sure she got some response and told me today for the last two days I muz monitor even more carefully and anything not right call her immediately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall, she said bb is doing well. Except she's abit big at 3.105kg so maybe that's y her movements is getting gentle coz not much space liao. Bb gain weight but mummy lost 200 grams, probably coz of taking care of Koohii bah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I even took a pix of my trotters to keep as membrance and to show my dear Cherie. &lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AB9AucMxLY4/StVvp5ezABI/AAAAAAAAA9k/iZqlCuJk0LU/s320/14102009589.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392338894441349138" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AB9AucMxLY4/StVvpRJ3epI/AAAAAAAAA9c/ASI-8zM8ysE/s320/14102009590.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392338883616144018" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took the bery last painful jab for bb's lungs today as well!! Pain till tears drop out again. Bb see how much mummy suffered for u =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4089834572809643123-5381563914629104555?l=momoko-itsmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momoko-itsmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/5381563914629104555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4089834572809643123&amp;postID=5381563914629104555' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4089834572809643123/posts/default/5381563914629104555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4089834572809643123/posts/default/5381563914629104555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momoko-itsmylife.blogspot.com/2009/10/last-check-up-b4-i-pop.html' title='The last check up b4 I pop'/><author><name>Momoko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14043662463252559903</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AB9AucMxLY4/StVtAJroobI/AAAAAAAAA9U/sPZQKinyD_U/s72-c/14102009588.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4089834572809643123.post-8137898616910962924</id><published>2009-10-13T19:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-13T19:09:31.502+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The saga continues ...</title><content type='html'>That Baby Avenue is really one big piece of SHIT!! Promised me my refund cheque of $488 by last week till now still haben even sent out!! I ask hubby to call to check and they told me coz short of one boss's signature!!! WTF!! Super no standard leh!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;$488 needs 2 signatures, how pathetic!!! Not as if very big amt leh!! The more I tink the more angry I got and I called personally to SUAN them. Demanded the cheque to be out today coz I can't be going to the bank after Fri wat, then wat, let them carry on earning interest ar? NO WAY LOR!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Juz received a sms frm the lady that was helping me to chase her bosses that she has juz dropped the cheque off for me. LET'S HOPE IT DOESN'T GET LOST IN THE MAIL YA!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4089834572809643123-8137898616910962924?l=momoko-itsmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momoko-itsmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/8137898616910962924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4089834572809643123&amp;postID=8137898616910962924' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4089834572809643123/posts/default/8137898616910962924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4089834572809643123/posts/default/8137898616910962924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momoko-itsmylife.blogspot.com/2009/10/saga-continues.html' title='The saga continues ...'/><author><name>Momoko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14043662463252559903</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4089834572809643123.post-7817075967062526888</id><published>2009-10-13T00:09:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-13T00:28:53.661+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blardy Furboy Koohii Ate Soap Powder ...</title><content type='html'>Tis stupid furboy of mine went to eat my baby laundry soap powder last nite and end in emergency. Was hospitalized under observation. Idiotic!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not only no more laundry powder to wash bb's stuff, pocket kena one big big hole!!! Cost me already close to 1k!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Din get to sleep a wink last nite coz the whole episode lasted till tis morning 11 plus am ... =( &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waited so damn long at the emergency for vet to arrive ... duno wat kinda emergency service is that ... charge $267.50 juz for emergency consultation alone without adding in medication and tests and Xrays costs but vet took more than 1hr to arrive! When she arrived, fully make-up somemore, wonder where is her sense of urgency!! If my dog die while waiting, can I shld juz sue them for delay and negligence?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best part, I had to help the vet pry open Koohii's mouth to let her check, I seriously wonder the professionalism.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wat's more stupid is that they cannot let me fill up the hospital admission forms while they internally transfer my dog over to the hospital unit. Finished at around 8am at the emergency unit and they want me n hubby to wait till 9.30am when the doctors at the hospital side arrive and talk to us then we can leave. My god, how stupid can it get, they tink humans dun need to sleep ar?! Moreover I already told them I need to go hospital for my checkup. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;End up get referral letter and transfer to the Mt Pleasant branch at Serangoon side to to hospitalized. Also good la, at least under the care of his usual vet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Juz now his vet asked me to go down and see him at 6 plus, gave me option to leave him there or bring him home coz the clinic there after 10pm no one will be there to look after him, juz put him on drip machine. So I chose to bring him home and take care of him myself. Now he has to be on soft diet, still monitoring for vomiting and fever. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poor boy making alot of strange noises now. He seems slightly better except sores developed on his tongue and throat, he has problem swallowing now, doc still cannot confirm if the stomach has sores too but so far he still eats abit and no fever. Vet say luckily I was calm enuff to help him wash his tongue, induced vomiting and flush him with lotsa water so the effect is at least abit minimised. Hubby last nite panic till lost duno wat to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See him so tong ku heart so pain. But its his fault oso, not first time alone in the kitchen liao and our washing stuff has always been there coz hubby dun wan me to bend up n down when I do the laundry, juz that he suddenly decided to go konkers, tinks he may really b jealous bb is coming ... =( Getting more n more attention seeking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, now Hubby shifted the things high up now so that he cannot do anymore funny stunts. Still monitoring his condition now, he looks so lethargic ... I so scare he will die ...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4089834572809643123-7817075967062526888?l=momoko-itsmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momoko-itsmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/7817075967062526888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4089834572809643123&amp;postID=7817075967062526888' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4089834572809643123/posts/default/7817075967062526888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4089834572809643123/posts/default/7817075967062526888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momoko-itsmylife.blogspot.com/2009/10/blardy-furboy-koohii.html' title='Blardy Furboy Koohii Ate Soap Powder ...'/><author><name>Momoko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14043662463252559903</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4089834572809643123.post-6706131266829505556</id><published>2009-10-08T12:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-08T12:43:07.501+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I muz keep my mood light!!!</title><content type='html'>Uh oh! Contractions getting stronger on CTG on Wed, so gynae make me go in and see her for scan instead of today, as I'm also down with viral cough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I put on 0.1 grams but bb put on 200 grams. Thats good that she's absorbing well and my gynae says she looks real chubby. But guess due to the weight increase, the cord which is has still there has lesser place to float liao so it look rather close to the neck in the scan. I muz monitor even more closely liao on her movements. Can see that she looks abit uncomfy coz her movements is pretty much restricted. I see liao really heartpain but I muz keep my mood in check.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I asked my gynae wat triggers water bag to burst early and she told me infections and stress are 2 contributing factors. So I told myself I muz keep my mood really light for the sake of Abrielle. Easier said than done but I know I will try my bery best. Muz talk to bb more to be more careful with her "toy" in my tummy and remind her to kick me every hour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess my subconcious cannot rest bah, coz I keep waking up every 1 or 2 hrs last nite juz to check for her movements. Hiaks ... tired ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a tad worried coz her movement reduced as compared to Tues, wonder izt coz of the medication that made both of us lethargic, my ventolin has to up dosage to hold the contractions and I gotta take antibotics for my cough ... Poor Abrielle, I keep shaking her awake in intervals juz to make sure she's ok. Wonder is she getting pek chek. LOL.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4089834572809643123-6706131266829505556?l=momoko-itsmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momoko-itsmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/6706131266829505556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4089834572809643123&amp;postID=6706131266829505556' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4089834572809643123/posts/default/6706131266829505556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4089834572809643123/posts/default/6706131266829505556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momoko-itsmylife.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-muz-keep-my-mood-light.html' title='I muz keep my mood light!!!'/><author><name>Momoko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14043662463252559903</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4089834572809643123.post-8519607795802586366</id><published>2009-10-06T13:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-06T13:05:54.778+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Contractions and heartburn again.</title><content type='html'>These 2 days having some contractions again. So scary coz yday I juz heard that one of the Nov mummies whose edd is juz 2 days earlier than me POP already. I'm still trying my best to hold on till nxt Fri!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;N my bouts of vomiting is back to huant me ... sian!! Hate the acid reflux big time!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4089834572809643123-8519607795802586366?l=momoko-itsmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momoko-itsmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/8519607795802586366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4089834572809643123&amp;postID=8519607795802586366' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4089834572809643123/posts/default/8519607795802586366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4089834572809643123/posts/default/8519607795802586366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momoko-itsmylife.blogspot.com/2009/10/contractions-and-heartburn-again.html' title='Contractions and heartburn again.'/><author><name>Momoko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14043662463252559903</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4089834572809643123.post-5315716164152716205</id><published>2009-10-02T18:58:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-02T18:59:22.071+08:00</updated><title type='text'>CTG today</title><content type='html'>Its in the green and no contractions today. Phew!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, gotta pray hard for tml now!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4089834572809643123-5315716164152716205?l=momoko-itsmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momoko-itsmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/5315716164152716205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4089834572809643123&amp;postID=5315716164152716205' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4089834572809643123/posts/default/5315716164152716205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4089834572809643123/posts/default/5315716164152716205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momoko-itsmylife.blogspot.com/2009/10/ctg-today.html' title='CTG today'/><author><name>Momoko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14043662463252559903</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4089834572809643123.post-2729406461023437716</id><published>2009-10-02T18:39:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-02T18:58:24.390+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fuck Dup Baby Avenue!!!</title><content type='html'>Last nite, they say want to send the sketches of the drawers to me and I waited all night, NO EMAIL! This whole morning also NO EMAIL!! Till hubby called then finally got the email, they sent to wrong address. OMG lor!!! So much for sincerity that they dun even check if they sent to right address leh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;N when we saw the sketch, we literally freak out. It looks farking cheapo lor!!! Totally different from the original!!! Lets take a look at the original vs the sketch and tell me if its you can you accept this kinda quality after paying so much for the cot! &lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 250px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AB9AucMxLY4/SsXZPy_hOdI/AAAAAAAAA9E/Ek09D7PAbT8/s320/converchiss04-g.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387951394628123090" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 233px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AB9AucMxLY4/SsXZPSNQecI/AAAAAAAAA88/EyYnzX8tY_c/s320/img452%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387951385827375554" /&gt; Honestly, I can't. N hubby was already unhappy that we had to take the replica in the first place when we paid so much for Micuna's design and workmanship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I called Baby Avenue back and told them we cannot accept this kinda quality, totally cannot make it! We requested for the original drawers but via air freight instead of making us wait 10 weeks. The staff that I have been liasing with told me she will check with her boss and revert.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I waited for 1hr, no news. Called the staff back and she told me her boss on leave. Gosh, I was angry, boss on leave then no need settle la?! This thing ding dong how long liao!! I asked to speak to the boss personally and she gave me the number to call.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best part, when I first called the boss in charge of this store, she pick up and when she hear my voice, she hung up my call =.= I call again, nobody picked up liao. I was not even loud lor! CMI!!! This kinda service attitude store manager ar .... tsk tsk. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I called up the staff again and feedback abt the boss's attitude. Told her, if that's the way they want to do things then lets settle via CASE la. I had ENUFF!! The staff told me she go ask her boss to call me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;End up, its the boss who called me back and said she will help me settle instead. She told me her boss is not willing to air freight coz the drawers were not part of the deal as online they did show that its not included. I reminded her again not to compare with buying online coz I bought at the physical store and was promised by the staff. N now she also honestly told me tt 10 weeks oso may not get the drawers coz they still got alot of old stock!!! No order new stock means the drawers oso wun be ordered. Wah lau, how can lidat one, means I wait till cows come home ar?! Wat difference is this frm CHEATING!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tis is the way they treat customers??? Anyone after reading my story, pls buy from them at your own risk!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4089834572809643123-2729406461023437716?l=momoko-itsmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momoko-itsmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/2729406461023437716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4089834572809643123&amp;postID=2729406461023437716' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4089834572809643123/posts/default/2729406461023437716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4089834572809643123/posts/default/2729406461023437716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momoko-itsmylife.blogspot.com/2009/10/fuck-dup-baby-avenue.html' title='Fuck Dup Baby Avenue!!!'/><author><name>Momoko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14043662463252559903</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AB9AucMxLY4/SsXZPy_hOdI/AAAAAAAAA9E/Ek09D7PAbT8/s72-c/converchiss04-g.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4089834572809643123.post-6145870106936532539</id><published>2009-10-01T17:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-01T17:04:13.350+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Today's scan =(</title><content type='html'>Went to gynae today, bb breath out gynae says measures around 3kg liao at 35 weeks 2 days. She say big baby with lotsa hair. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the scan made me so frighten till I cried, coz now bb's cord not juz still floating around the neck but my girl has also tangled up both her hands with her cord. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I beg to deliver early but gynae advise against coz the ctg shows that bb has no signs of distress and the contractions are quite mild currently. But from now on I opt to go to gynae daily to do ctg to monitor the heartbeat and contractions. Spend the $$ to get a xin an rather than worry at home daily. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;N I got that painful jab in my poor butt again today ... now gynae orders me to take tis jab weekly. If it can help my bb, no matter hw pain I oso endure!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bb seems to sense my fears, so she kick me every 1 hr today after the scan like to reassure me she's doing fine and I'm grateful for that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trying to controls my own tears and emotions now. =) Muz stay positive!!! Else girl girl will be stressed if I'm too stressed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4089834572809643123-6145870106936532539?l=momoko-itsmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momoko-itsmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/6145870106936532539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4089834572809643123&amp;postID=6145870106936532539' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4089834572809643123/posts/default/6145870106936532539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4089834572809643123/posts/default/6145870106936532539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momoko-itsmylife.blogspot.com/2009/10/todays-scan.html' title='Today&apos;s scan =('/><author><name>Momoko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14043662463252559903</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4089834572809643123.post-1341058431191227768</id><published>2009-09-28T15:37:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-28T15:46:14.911+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Beanie pillows!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AB9AucMxLY4/SsBoQzm4ofI/AAAAAAAAA80/C_YWsv6wWFA/s320/28092009581.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386419792275612146" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AB9AucMxLY4/SsBoQsj8xZI/AAAAAAAAA8s/-5QbodQbm58/s320/28092009582.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386419790384252306" /&gt;The first gifts for my lil princess has arrived!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From my bestie Eileen, beanie pillows for my lil princess with her name embroidered on it and a sweet little romper that I realised match perfectly with her pillow. =) Awwwww ... ain't it juz sweet??? I can imagine girlgirl in the romper hugging the pillow. Keke. Fantastic imagination rite!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks dearie!!! I luv the gifts bery much indeed!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4089834572809643123-1341058431191227768?l=momoko-itsmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momoko-itsmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/1341058431191227768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4089834572809643123&amp;postID=1341058431191227768' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4089834572809643123/posts/default/1341058431191227768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4089834572809643123/posts/default/1341058431191227768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momoko-itsmylife.blogspot.com/2009/09/beanie-pillows.html' title='Beanie pillows!!!'/><author><name>Momoko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14043662463252559903</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AB9AucMxLY4/SsBoQzm4ofI/AAAAAAAAA80/C_YWsv6wWFA/s72-c/28092009581.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4089834572809643123.post-2027235709717446251</id><published>2009-09-26T18:11:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-26T18:22:07.021+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gold Bracelet and Anklet for BB</title><content type='html'>Today hubby bring me to Hougang Mall for lunch, coz he wanted to see if he can get the games he want there. End up the shop close down alreday =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So since we passed by Poh Heng, we went in to take a look, I saw one bracelet with dangling toy car, toy train, pram and all. I like tt design so much but had to put it back. End up getting the other one with the hearts coz the dangling toys one no matching anklet. Plus hubby tinks hearts hearts nice for his girl. &lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AB9AucMxLY4/Sr3qeuhrkkI/AAAAAAAAA8k/j6GBEcd_rRI/s320/26092009580.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385718543011254850" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopes someone gets that bracelet for girl girl wor, no matching anklet nevermind, can accept to match with teddy bear charms anklet too ... *hints at Sally* Muahahahahahaha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4089834572809643123-2027235709717446251?l=momoko-itsmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momoko-itsmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/2027235709717446251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4089834572809643123&amp;postID=2027235709717446251' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4089834572809643123/posts/default/2027235709717446251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4089834572809643123/posts/default/2027235709717446251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momoko-itsmylife.blogspot.com/2009/09/gold-bracelet-and-anklet-for-bb.html' title='Gold Bracelet and Anklet for BB'/><author><name>Momoko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14043662463252559903</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AB9AucMxLY4/Sr3qeuhrkkI/AAAAAAAAA8k/j6GBEcd_rRI/s72-c/26092009580.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4089834572809643123.post-5015377271829703946</id><published>2009-09-26T18:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-26T18:11:22.413+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Reply from Baby Avenue</title><content type='html'>Finally yday after so called "scare" them with my current conditions thanks to all the agitation, told them that I may go into premature labor meaning I will need the drawers done up proper even earlier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The lady told me the carpenter only went down to check and confirm the material the nite before yday. Duh~ they certainly know how to take their own sweet time leh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At last, the lady called me during my steamboat lunch yday that the replica drawers should be ready next week. Keeping my fingers crossed no more hiccups pls. I cannot be provoked any further.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4089834572809643123-5015377271829703946?l=momoko-itsmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momoko-itsmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/5015377271829703946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4089834572809643123&amp;postID=5015377271829703946' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4089834572809643123/posts/default/5015377271829703946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4089834572809643123/posts/default/5015377271829703946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momoko-itsmylife.blogspot.com/2009/09/reply-from-baby-avenue.html' title='Reply from Baby Avenue'/><author><name>Momoko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14043662463252559903</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4089834572809643123.post-7696855560690699527</id><published>2009-09-24T18:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-24T19:25:05.934+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Contractions too early</title><content type='html'>Since last nite, my tummy has been tightening every few minutes. I tot it was Braxton Hicks but I fear otherwise coz I rem my clinic nurse told me that if 1 hour more than 8 - 10 times gotta quickly inform gynae. But since I'm seeing gynae this morning so I dragged abit coz there's no accompaning pain with the tightening. I keep telling hubby and he best la, tell me now tummy too big liao is lidat and asked me to juz take a rest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank my lucky stars that I got go for Mrs Wong's lesson, money really well spent! I made it thru the nite using the breathing techniques she taught in class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tis morning went to see gynae, told my clinic nurse wat happen and luckily tis is the bery experience one, she quickly made me do the CTG test first before my gynae even arrived. Had to strap myself to the machine again, and I arranged the Stemcord consultant to come speak to me this morning somemore leh. End up signing up inside the room. Actually I cannot fully concentrated on the explanation coz I was staring at the machine as I saw that the patterns is different from my previous chart. Hope hubby was listening!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finish the signing then juz in time for my check up, gynae look at the chart and my worse fears were confirmed. I really having contractions. I ask her y so fast contractions?? I very scare. Gynae told me I could have overworked myself during the long weekend washing bb laundry and scolded hubby for not helping me. Also, could be the recent agitations caused by Baby Avenue that trigger the contractions. I told her I found it weird last nite and hubby ignore me and she scolded him again, told him "Next time you should take your wife's words more seriously, if she in pain admit her to hospital, do not wait!" Hahahaha, orh b good! Gynae made me take a jab coz scare have to deliver early if contractions goes worse and lungs not fully develope yet. That jab is really painful to the core, but I bear thru it, my mind can only tink of the best for my precious bb. I'll practically do anything to make my bb safe. I'm surprised I din even scream with the terrible pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went for my scan, and my lil princess is a whooping 2.5kg liao. OMG!! Doc says abit too big but luckily I'm via C-sect. N the scan shows there's the cord loosely round bb's neck, that really got me panicky. I'm utterly frighten and phobiatic. Gynae calm me down and told me this is not uncommon coz bb moves around in our tummy. She reassure me saying that luckily I got alot of fluid so the cord is juz floating there loosely but looking at this how can I not worry??? I even felt like crying on the spot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now hospital leave, ordered bedrest and not allowed to move around or do anymore housework liao. I'm also to monitor bb's movements closely, muz make sure got at least 10 movements per day. Gosh, I still got my own laundry haben wash neh. Cot issue oso not settled yet. But I'm gonna guai gaui listen to wat doc say, lie on the bed. Hope hubby can follow up with the cot issue on my behalf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Given Ventolin tabs to stop the contractions but I juz can't sleep at ease coz I keep trying to monitor movements. I'm really frighten and worried ...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4089834572809643123-7696855560690699527?l=momoko-itsmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momoko-itsmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/7696855560690699527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4089834572809643123&amp;postID=7696855560690699527' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4089834572809643123/posts/default/7696855560690699527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4089834572809643123/posts/default/7696855560690699527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momoko-itsmylife.blogspot.com/2009/09/contractions-too-early.html' title='Contractions too early'/><author><name>Momoko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14043662463252559903</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4089834572809643123.post-6168987037002092186</id><published>2009-09-23T19:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-23T20:13:22.274+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Saga continues with Baby Avenue</title><content type='html'>They promised to call in the morning but did not call, so I called them up instead. Reason y haven't call is coz boss not in yet, will only be in by 4pm. Good grief, they make mistake and I gotta be at their beck and call and wait for their "DA PAI" boss ar??? I got so fed up tt I asked the girl will u later tell me ur boss nva come la, go home already or cannot contact ur backend at 4pm. She said no, definitely gimme an ans by 4pm. Hubby was saying their boss no need to work then we wait forever ar? I told him the most I wait till 4pm. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby Avenue finally called at 4.05pm today and gave me some options, they really know how to stretch my limits man ... &lt;br /&gt;1) Give me some freebies such as diaper bag to match my stroller or a changing table unit.&lt;br /&gt;2) Some discount off the price I paid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told her diaperbag I already bought Allerhand and changing table unit is already attached to this current cot, how many changing units do I need for 1 baby?! Wa lau, dun they even open their eyes to check wat they are selling before giving me stupid options?? Discount, gimme discount oso pointless wat! I dun need coz this cot is so bulky, even if you gimme discount where am I supposed to place my bb stuff??? Or do they expect me to put bb towels and beddings on the floor with my 2dogs running around??? I will still need to go buy dresser to place the bb stuff and with that bulky cot where got so much space! Plus how to buy matching dresser!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My hubby lagi best, told me if the discount is $1.5k, he's agreeable, other than that NO. So I asked her to either deliver the drawers or refund. The drawers is wat we really need, nothing else. She told me the drawers will need to wait quite some time and I told her I can wait for max 20 days lor, after that bb is on the cot liao how are they going to install and when they install where is my bb supposed to sleep?? She said will check again and revert in few minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Around 6.30pm then received the call back, and this time gave me this options.&lt;br /&gt;1) Order the drawers for me from Denmark but I need to wait 10wks for the delivery coz its via ship freight.&lt;br /&gt;2) Give us the refund.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I asked for refund but need 2 days to prepare the cheque coz cannot void visa, I said I know coz I already paid the bank. Then I told her to gimme a few mins while I check with my hubby and revert with our decision. My hubby says if exact 10wks, he's willing to wait, in the mean time use Ikea boxes to "dong" first. So I asked if 10wks is confirm and she said actually no, coz some time may delay. So I asked her, I'm in a rush, y can't you air freight??? I mean if they really want to do service recovery then shld at least air freight rite? She could not gimme instead offer me one last resort.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last option she came up for me is to get a carpenter to do a "exact" replica drawers for us and they bear all the costs. Hubby says, we are paying for the design, y shld we take replicas unless they can produce exactly as per Micuna drawers, texture and color and muz be in time before I pop. So I inform the girl of my hubby's decision and she said she will check with the carpenter and revert to me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I honestly doubt they can produce such fine workmanship leh coz the drawers handles is like embossed in one from the pictures. The girl ask me if can do same knobs as the top drawers, I told her cannot, not that I'm trying to be difficult but with knobs, the rails will get stuck cannot come down then how I carry my girl??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm still waiting for their call now ... sianz ... when will this ever end?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4089834572809643123-6168987037002092186?l=momoko-itsmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momoko-itsmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/6168987037002092186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4089834572809643123&amp;postID=6168987037002092186' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4089834572809643123/posts/default/6168987037002092186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4089834572809643123/posts/default/6168987037002092186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momoko-itsmylife.blogspot.com/2009/09/saga-continues-with-baby-avenue.html' title='Saga continues with Baby Avenue'/><author><name>Momoko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14043662463252559903</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4089834572809643123.post-7144187024601770571</id><published>2009-09-22T19:01:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-22T20:14:42.119+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy mood become disappointment!</title><content type='html'>I'm really fed dup with Baby Avenue liao, spend more than 3k to get one whole stomach of gas!! I was so looking forward to my cot delivery but now ... disappointed is too light a word ... Firstly I got huge hiccups with their delivery department. When I said delivery on 21st Sep at their store, they said ok. Then called up to tell me only last mon or tues that holiday cannot send, so I said "Nevermind, change to 22nd then." Then they say will check and get back to me on Sat. Ok, they did called back on Fri and suddenly asked me if can send tonite! Wa piang, bo standard leh, when got pple delivery dun let customer have lead time one and evening 6-8pm when we have to watch the US markets somemore, lose $$ they pay me ar? I said no, cannot, my hubby only free in the afternoon and according to customs, I cannot see the fixing! So they have to go according to my hubby's timing. Then they say wat if I can only take delivery in afternoon, wat about on 25th coz if other days muz one person come in the afternoon and one come at night to assemble, I asked them why do they make things so difficult for the customer?? I could have juz insisted they deliver on the day they promised ya! I said 25th too far off, I delivering soon so need to get ready not do things last minute! In the end, they settle for today 2 - 4pm. =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then they called again and said the fitted sheets will be delivered later coz no stock, have to order from overseas. I flared up and asked her, "You must be joking right? I ordered from National Day last month and you mean you need that long to order? If its so troublesome, can you just give me a refund? I tink I really had enough!" I called Baby Avenue to complain on their delivery dept. N suddenly, all settled, all the items will be delivered on 22nd which is today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is the delivery. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Now I got prob with my items!&lt;/span&gt; I bought the Micuna cot with drawers and they came without the bottom drawers!!! I paid for full set and now the parts come missing!!! TOO MUCH!!! *faint*. They came with the top drawers but the bottom drawers all missing. N my topid hubby as usual ask him check = "POINTLESS" coz he forever rely on me for everything. Wait till I check then discover one big hole at the bottom of the bed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I question the deliveryman and installer and they told me all along they deliver lidat, without the bottom drawers one, they even asked me if I saw their display which I never did. Cos its not on display at Baby Avenue. They told me I can go to Kaki Bukit to see their display if I dun believe his words and made my husband sign for it coz they say they rushing for another delivery. They told me to check with Baby Avenue after that if I not happy with the items. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I called Baby Avenue immediately. Now Baby Avenue tells me, the drawers are optional and their webby oso nva show that the bottom drawers are included. I was really HOT man!!! Tell me abt website for wat??? I din buy online la! I went to their physical store to make my purchase!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told them "The point is when I buy the item from your store, you never say its optional and most importantly I asked if its the full set and your end said it comes as one full set as per your brochure! Now you tell me optional, how can?? Its very unfair to me." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The lady told me if I wan the drawers, they can order for me but duno how long will it take to arrive from overseas and I'm supposed to top up. I told them, I'm gonna deliver soon so I can't possibly wait that long for sure and there's no way I'm gonna top up for their mistake!! Few hundred bucks to top up is not an issue but to wait till duno when and for something that was promised but not delivered is a BIG ISSUE! It's juz not fair to me wat!!! I do feel CHEATED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They nva deliver as promised become my fault meh. Now they say will check with the boss coz the boss go home liao. Tml then reply me. I said if they not gonna deliver my drawers as promised, I wan refund man! $3k I can buy alot of things! The most get a not so fancy looking cot and dresser unit, then in future then change to something more lovely rather than stare at something that makes me pek chek. If they gonna force this upon me, I do tink going to CASE and fight it out despite being heavily pregnant! It's a matter of principles!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pay so much for juz one pathetic cot with mattress, one small rack, small chest of 3 drawers and a changing top is too much wat! N the bottom without drawers look so blardy oddball ... I'm not gonna accept it. NO WAY! Become like this how to accept?? So disappointing!!! It juz looks so WRONG ... if you are me can accept meh??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AB9AucMxLY4/Sri157irEwI/AAAAAAAAA8c/Ox-8x1z0OIU/s320/22092009578.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384253361361720066" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My peg perego oso something not right with the canopy, silver piece on the zipper drop off and they juz put it back tt's all. I try it out again and seems still acceptable so on tis I decided not to kick up a fuss on this matter. I can be chin cai one lor but I dun fancy being taken for a ride!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4089834572809643123-7144187024601770571?l=momoko-itsmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momoko-itsmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/7144187024601770571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4089834572809643123&amp;postID=7144187024601770571' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4089834572809643123/posts/default/7144187024601770571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4089834572809643123/posts/default/7144187024601770571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momoko-itsmylife.blogspot.com/2009/09/pissed-off-by-babyavenue.html' title='Happy mood become disappointment!'/><author><name>Momoko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14043662463252559903</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AB9AucMxLY4/Sri157irEwI/AAAAAAAAA8c/Ox-8x1z0OIU/s72-c/22092009578.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4089834572809643123.post-6265147352832744511</id><published>2009-09-18T12:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-18T12:48:36.798+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bloody Joker =.=</title><content type='html'>Miracle man, last nite instead of making me upset, my mother-in-law actually made me very "happy" with her ulu samyness wor even though there was some nonsense. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the end, hubby din bring me to her place coz he held up by work so she appeared at my doorstep instead to pass me wat DOM and 2 small box of longans that she bought like ages back for my confinement. She say muz put in fridge so I told her I go put, she say no need she keep for me and walked to my DRYER MACHINE and tried to open the door =.= I had to tell her "No no, that's my dryer." N she even asked me, "Y look so guai guai de?" I was like =.=" ... loss for words. Did her head really remain in the 60s and nva moved forward since???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had to guide her to my BIG fridge which she cannot see. Had one hell of a hard time to hold my laughter. Anyway, doesn't common sense tells her pple dun place fridges on top of the WASHING MACHINE! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw, the joss paper she say is actually "Da yuan xiao yuan" piangz ... that's obviously not call gim zua lor!!! She ask me to bring that to hospital and put in bb's swaddle and then bring home liao place it under bb's pillow so tt bb will have "ren yuan" in future, I tell her put in swaddle sure drop one lor, n she say then put inside bb's clothes =.= ... isn't that worse and sekali contaminate her cord??? Nurse need to bathe bb and moreover, if I go via GA I'll be knocked out liao macham I can put rite after she's born neh :S ... MOST IMPORTANTLY, I nva heard of anyone ard me doing that!!! Duno which turtle hole she crawl out from de leh. Basically I tink she needs the ren yuan much more than me and bb anyway ...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4089834572809643123-6265147352832744511?l=momoko-itsmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momoko-itsmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/6265147352832744511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4089834572809643123&amp;postID=6265147352832744511' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4089834572809643123/posts/default/6265147352832744511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4089834572809643123/posts/default/6265147352832744511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momoko-itsmylife.blogspot.com/2009/09/bloody-joker.html' title='Bloody Joker =.='/><author><name>Momoko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14043662463252559903</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4089834572809643123.post-8889742319795972482</id><published>2009-09-17T22:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-17T22:24:39.620+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Me and My Mooncakes!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AB9AucMxLY4/SrJGnJk-9fI/AAAAAAAAA8U/ESImtF3lECs/s1600-h/17092009574.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AB9AucMxLY4/SrJGnJk-9fI/AAAAAAAAA8U/ESImtF3lECs/s400/17092009574.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382442143061046770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tis time its Marriot! I'm juz fascinated with the new Holicks favour with pearls which is actually small chocolate balls. I juz so into sweet things these days, so UNLIKE ME! But its nice la ... YUMMY!!! Packaging not bad too!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4089834572809643123-8889742319795972482?l=momoko-itsmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momoko-itsmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/8889742319795972482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4089834572809643123&amp;postID=8889742319795972482' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4089834572809643123/posts/default/8889742319795972482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4089834572809643123/posts/default/8889742319795972482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momoko-itsmylife.blogspot.com/2009/09/me-and-my-mooncakes.html' title='Me and My Mooncakes!'/><author><name>Momoko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14043662463252559903</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AB9AucMxLY4/SrJGnJk-9fI/AAAAAAAAA8U/ESImtF3lECs/s72-c/17092009574.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4089834572809643123.post-4017627664776601219</id><published>2009-09-16T12:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-16T12:54:23.499+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby Ticker</title><content type='html'>Ladies and Gentlemen, do not get confused by my baby tickers k.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did some amendments to the tickers to facilate my countdown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first one showing the bb turning is counting down to the actual day that I'm gonna pop via c-sect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The second ticker is showing how far along I am. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So dun get mistaken by the discrepancies k.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So excited now!!! Juz one month to go and I can hug girl girl in my arms already!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4089834572809643123-4017627664776601219?l=momoko-itsmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momoko-itsmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/4017627664776601219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4089834572809643123&amp;postID=4017627664776601219' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4089834572809643123/posts/default/4017627664776601219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4089834572809643123/posts/default/4017627664776601219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momoko-itsmylife.blogspot.com/2009/09/baby-ticker.html' title='Baby Ticker'/><author><name>Momoko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14043662463252559903</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4089834572809643123.post-430503356069562296</id><published>2009-09-16T12:32:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-16T12:47:02.303+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Curse - His Parents Home in Hougang</title><content type='html'>True to wat I said, his parents place in Hougang is a bane to us!!! Every time we go to THAT place, hubby get hit by bad luck streak without fail!! Especially so if they made me unhappy, wateva good luck he has will turn to shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bo dai bo ji, his fren who owe him some $$ suddenly tell him no money pay. Bo dai bo ji, his eyelid keep twitching, n he keep feeling worried. Bo dai bo ji the cabinet collapse on him. Today, bo dai bo ji, today mount kerb today, something that was like nva happen for donkey years and scratched abit of my NEW RIMS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THIS IS THE MAIN REASON Y I HAVE ALWAYS HATED TO STEP INTO THAT HUANTU PLACE THAT GIVES ME THE CREEPS FROM THE DAYS WE START TO PAKTOR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's was like damn suay when he was staying there, and his luck changed only when he was chased out and landed at my place, duno y he still like to go back for wat!!! For the safety of me and bb, I MUST STOP HIM FROM GOING THERE!!! I'M NOT LIKE BAI DU BU QING LOR, I DUN WAN THE SUAYNESS OF THAT PLACE TO LAND ON ME ONE FINE DAY!!! A couple of FS masters have already advised him that he must stay in East if he wants to maintain his good luck, Y IS HE NOT LISTENING!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4089834572809643123-430503356069562296?l=momoko-itsmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momoko-itsmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/430503356069562296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4089834572809643123&amp;postID=430503356069562296' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4089834572809643123/posts/default/430503356069562296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4089834572809643123/posts/default/430503356069562296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momoko-itsmylife.blogspot.com/2009/09/curse-his-parents-home-in-hougang.html' title='The Curse - His Parents Home in Hougang'/><author><name>Momoko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14043662463252559903</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4089834572809643123.post-8526373057409223040</id><published>2009-09-15T14:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-15T15:18:04.553+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Major Fright by Dangling Cupboard</title><content type='html'>Today, I can really feel as though my old bones is breaking ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last evening, my wall cabinet suddenly gave way and collapse, and like dangling dangerously on the wall. Nearly crashed onto hubby's head. I was like happily lazing on my bed when I suddenly heard hubby's cries for help, I even tot he juz wan me to pass him toilet roll so I took my own sweet time to stroll over, I was puzzled whr he's hiding when I din see him hin the toilet. Piangz ... can imagine my shock when I saw him clinging like a lizard on the half dangling wall cabinet man. Had to ran over to "rescue" him coz the things are like all falling out lor, poor me kena hit by 2 helmets and tons of books while trying to save him. N my poor gundam robots all fell and crashed to the floor and broke, so sad lor ... bend up and down to save our stuff and 4 heavy glass door panels that DH had to screw off till now body aching worse than yday, especially my poor back and legs. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tink bb was oso shocked by the whole episode. Then like nva move much for some time till I was so worried. Especially, I tink I'm not supposed to do tis kinda things now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His fren who did the cabinets for us rushed over last nite to see wat happen and tis morning took the whole thing off back to his factory to redo. I do appreciate his fast response to help us coz hubby was like kpkb-ing at him coz he's worried abt me and bb. His fren oso damn funny lor, initially tink my hubby is joking till hubby scream at him the seriousness then he oso panic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They kept me downstairs when his fren came to inspect the damage and tis morning lock me in my room when they remove the whole piece off the wall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Problem is, coz I'm preggers now and going to pop soon, cannot install back rite??? Coz I rem hearing b4 that when preggers, no reno works and drillings muz be done at home rite??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My darling girl seems ok now, can feel her movements again but I'm juz so worried lor ... especially I was like quite tramautised last nite. Till for a moment, I juz stood there stumped, staring at hubby and feeling so lost duno wat to do. He had to shout at me to knock me back to my senses ...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4089834572809643123-8526373057409223040?l=momoko-itsmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momoko-itsmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/8526373057409223040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4089834572809643123&amp;postID=8526373057409223040' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4089834572809643123/posts/default/8526373057409223040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4089834572809643123/posts/default/8526373057409223040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momoko-itsmylife.blogspot.com/2009/09/major-fright-by-dangling-cupboard.html' title='Major Fright by Dangling Cupboard'/><author><name>Momoko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14043662463252559903</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4089834572809643123.post-9120971229799609356</id><published>2009-09-10T22:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-10T22:19:32.086+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Lovely "Nitemare"</title><content type='html'>Tis morning, I woke up full of gee and laughter. As many of you know, I under alot of stress due the duress from my mother-in-law. Hence, I haven't been eating nor sleep well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last nite, I dreamt that my mother-in-law came over to my house during my confinement and tried to snatch my bb away from me. I was so agitated and upset in my dream that I start to whack her and gave her one punch in the face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moments later, I was shocked away by a very loud "AIYA". I opened my eyes and saw my hubby rubbing his forehead beside me and desperately trying to grab the bolster to shield himself. I muz have gave him a punch in the head thanks to my nitemare.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it serves him rite! Who ask him to side the stupid mother!!! Give him one punch to wake up is too little liao. The best part is that tis morning I asked him if he rem I punch him, he told me he has no recollection at all! Duh~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I suppose I'll be even happier if that punch had really landed on my mother-in-law instead instead of this poor scapegoat. Muahahahahahahaha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4089834572809643123-9120971229799609356?l=momoko-itsmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momoko-itsmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/9120971229799609356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4089834572809643123&amp;postID=9120971229799609356' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4089834572809643123/posts/default/9120971229799609356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4089834572809643123/posts/default/9120971229799609356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momoko-itsmylife.blogspot.com/2009/09/lovely-nitemare.html' title='A Lovely &quot;Nitemare&quot;'/><author><name>Momoko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14043662463252559903</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4089834572809643123.post-2541233113535247202</id><published>2009-09-10T15:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-10T15:39:51.880+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby girl balloon-ed</title><content type='html'>Wow, my precious lil princess gave me a shock this morning, her weight suddenly balloon-ed to 2.1kg from 1.385kg at the last scan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;N my weight has increased 900grams, so effectively, 185grams landed on me. Not alot so I shld be grateful rite. I din know 5 seeds of durians can produce such amazing results man!!! My mama's $46 for the Mao Shan Wang was really worth it man!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so excited. Coz gynae confirm she gonna preform the C-sect for me on 16 Oct. OMG ... I can start counting down already and my ML is gonna start early too ... initially I wanted to start ML in the week of 12 Oct one wor ... now gotta push to starting of Oct liao lor. =) So looking forward to seeing my girl and holding her in my arms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I muz everyday talk to girlgirl to ask her guai guai till the day I pop! Weeeeeeetssssss.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4089834572809643123-2541233113535247202?l=momoko-itsmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momoko-itsmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/2541233113535247202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4089834572809643123&amp;postID=2541233113535247202' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4089834572809643123/posts/default/2541233113535247202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4089834572809643123/posts/default/2541233113535247202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momoko-itsmylife.blogspot.com/2009/09/baby-girl-balloon-ed.html' title='Baby girl balloon-ed'/><author><name>Momoko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14043662463252559903</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4089834572809643123.post-8308555681187405391</id><published>2009-09-07T15:06:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-09T15:03:30.447+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Depressed ... I CAN'T TAKE HER NONSENSE ANYMORE!</title><content type='html'>Yes, dear all, the evil mother-in-law is at it again. Last Sat on the pretext that she help us buy diapers and face towels, she ask us to go her house to collect the things. FULL OF NONSENSE AGAIN! BEST PART IS THAT HER SON SIDED HER, COZ HE'S JUZ AS BRAINLESS!!! MADE ME CRY NON-STOP FOR THE PAST 2 DAYS EVERSINCE MEETING HER. EVEN LOST ALL APPETITE TO EAT ... POOR BB GIRL SUFFERED COZ OF THESE TWO IDIOTS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She said she juz went JB with her friend so got them cheap for us ... coz its a kind gesture, I refrain from telling her, sala brand la! I got Nepia coz got pee indicator which is useful for first time mum like me. But she got me those mass market brands which need to feel if its wet, no extracts for sensitive skin, meaning increase risk of nappy rash ... I hiakz ... she's not updated, so I shld forgive her on tis. N she oso got us some face towels which is wat I use as dishcloths at home ... the material is confirm not soft enuff for newborns ... aiyo, does she know bb skin bery delicate??? Nevermind ... I shall use that as cushioning during feeds or use it to wipe my own breasts instead of use for girlgirl bah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She even wanted to make me use the cloth nappies that she has used for her children, meaning its antique already coz her eldest son is already 29 yrs old! OMG!!! Send to the museum can!!! I told her I bought mine liao so IT'S OK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then she starts on her theories, she say cannot take outside food during confinement, yes, I know that so I accept. She say cannot sit up too much, bend here bend there nor carry heavy things, yes, this also is bery logical, I will listen too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She say cannot take soya bean milk coz soya bean milk got lime powder. SINCE WHEN DO SOYA BEAN MILK HAVE LIME POWDER!!! Cakey soya bean milk is call chao sng lor, anyone in the right frame of mind oso wun drink lor! Oni tau huey got lime powder which I nva take since I know I'm preggers. NO COMMON SENSE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then she say muz take more maternity milk powder, coz bb will turn out fair. Pls dun be stupid can, it also depends on genes lor. N maternity milk is for supplement, since when its to make bb fair!!! I oni hear of soya bean milk and birdnest to make bb more fair lor!!! N she know maternity how heaty anot!!! At this stage I cannot be too heaty she know anot!!! Keep tinking herself so pro but she knows she's more like empty vessal anot! She dun even read or listen medical researches, news or anything can pls dun always try to act pro anot, I listen to facts anytime not MYTHS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Few months ago she say cannot take coconut, I argue with her can take near delivery, she insisted cannot, now juz coz her fren who's daughter is preggers tell her can take she ask me to take b4 giving birth ... DUI!!! So I was talking to air previously AGAIN!!! BLOODY SENILE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next she start to sprout more nonsense again, she told me cannot take SOUP during confinement, I argue with her that I need to pu my body as well as drink papaya and fish soup to increase my flow of breast milk, n she say no need, juz eat fish can liao, otherwise, I will have water retention then cannot get ride of one. Wa piangz eh ... water retention is cause by salt content not water lah, dun drink then wan me to die from dehydration meh? My god, she dun even have basic general knowledge can dun tell me weird things anot?! DUN DRINK THE SOUP, NO MILK, THEN WHO SHE SAY, ME AGAIN LA! SHE DUN BLAME HERSELF ONE WAT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next min, she tell me muz take black chicken soup coz pu xue ... wa lau SO IS TAKE OR DUN TAKE?? ... N I c-sect how to take chicken!!! She hear from her frens who have daughters n daughter-in-laws yes, but natural birth and c-sect is different can!!! We have to lay off different food!!! GOOD GRIEF!!! DUN SHE HAVE SOME BRAINS TO PROCESS INFORMATION BEFORE SPITTING OUT?? CAN DUN ALWAYS DUNO ACT KNOW MA PLS?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then she say cannot bath, I told her last time round I oso bath wat but with herbs water, she say the most can wipe only cannot bath or wash hair for at least 2 weeks. SIAO AR! WITH THE MENSES COMING BACK WITH VENGEANCE, SHE KNOW PPLE LIKE ME WHO GOT SENSITIVE SKIN CANNOT TAKE THE FILTH ANOT ... HAS SHE EVEN HEARD OF URINAL TRACT INFECTION??? CANNOT BATH THEN KILL ME BETTER LA! I told her 1 week mayb I can still tahan but 2 weeks confirm cannot then she ask me to stay in aircon room whole day then wun sweat can liao ... wa lau ... even if I on aircon oso cannot on too low leh ... isn't aircon worse than bathing btw! Point is, I already emphasis my mummy is doing my confinement for me, why she still wan to chup ji ka??? My mummy is modern n educated, she dun juz follow traditions BLINDLY, why is this woman who is uneducated and unlearned and brain still remaining in the 60s trying the correct my mum and me?? MY MOTHER-IN-LAW IS LESS THAN 50YRS OLD Y IS HER BRAIN 90YRS OLD!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The most horrible part, she keep insisting on coming to my house daily to bath my girl for me during confinement, I already said and emphasize that no need but she juz dun gettit!!! I dun need her to come watch on me u know! I wan to do wat I wan, my parents-in-law are the most depressing factors in my whole life, I certainly do not need either of them to come stress me till I get post-natal depression. N the month after I give birth is the most crucial, I certainly dun wan them to come affect me. She come daily then my hubby will need to send her to and fro daily then isn't this making things more mafan for me instead of helping??? He go out then who help me?! Leave my mum all alone to do the chores meh! Tis is not call being helpful leh, its giving me more headaches! Plus I really dun wan her to come impose all her weird theories on me lor!! N if she use her wrong old method to bath girlgirl, I sure get pek chek and yet tis person is one kind that I cannot knock sense into her one, she confirm make me sink into depression FOR SURE!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;N I TOT HER HUSBAND SAY BEFORE WHEN I LOST WEIJIE LAST TIME THAT THEY ARE ELDERS, BY RIGHT THEY DUN EVEN NEED TO VISIT ME OR BOTHER ABOUT ME. THEN Y THEY WAN TO BOTHER ME NOW, ISN'T IT MAKING IT MORE CLEAR THAT THEY GIVE ME DOUBLE STANDARD TREATMENT!!! GOT GRANDCHILD I'M HUMAN, NO GRANDCHILD I'M JUZ RUBBISH FOR THEM TO THROW ASIDE LA? SHE OSO SAY BEFORE I NO CHILDREN IS MY RETRIBUTION SO NOW ITS MY MERIT LOR, WAT HAS IT GOTTA DO WITH THEM. THEY TREAT ME LIKE SHIT WHEN I NEED CONCERN AND UNDERSTANDING MOST, NOW I CERTAINLY DO NOT NEED THEIR FAKE CONCERN ANYMORE. SAVE IT! THE HARM IS ALREADY DONE AND I DO NOT FORGIVE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe she means well but I cannot stand her traditional brain which nva updates, her brain remains in the 60s, old generation. I cannot communicate with her coz she stubbornly wun listen and tinks she knows best juz coz she had 3 kids and been a babysitter once in her whole life!! Well hello, I read up on medical stuff ok, I dun base facts on air bubbles! N if she's so good as babbysitter, tt baby's mother wun have halfway stop letting her babysit liao la. So the best thing they can do for me, LEAVE ME ALONE!! DUN COME N TORTURE ME DURING MY CONFINEMENT!!! LET ME DO WAT I WAN COZ MY HAPPINESS AND GIRLGIRL IS MOST IMPT DURING THIS PERIOD OF TIME.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4089834572809643123-8308555681187405391?l=momoko-itsmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momoko-itsmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/8308555681187405391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4089834572809643123&amp;postID=8308555681187405391' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4089834572809643123/posts/default/8308555681187405391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4089834572809643123/posts/default/8308555681187405391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momoko-itsmylife.blogspot.com/2009/09/depressed-i-cant-take-her-nonsense.html' title='Depressed ... I CAN&apos;T TAKE HER NONSENSE ANYMORE!'/><author><name>Momoko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14043662463252559903</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4089834572809643123.post-4143712401852512781</id><published>2009-08-28T17:35:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-28T17:41:57.494+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tomy Winnie The Pooh Light Up Cot Mobile</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://ecx.images-amazon.com/images/I/51D8S8H8GTL._SS400_.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://ecx.images-amazon.com/images/I/51D8S8H8GTL._SS400_.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like this mobile so much. But hubby dun wan to bring me go Taka Baby Fair to buy wor, coz he hates the crowds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Any kind souls out there want to help me out by getting me this as baby shower gift after I pop?? *Hint Hint* =P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4089834572809643123-4143712401852512781?l=momoko-itsmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momoko-itsmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/4143712401852512781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4089834572809643123&amp;postID=4143712401852512781' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4089834572809643123/posts/default/4143712401852512781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4089834572809643123/posts/default/4143712401852512781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momoko-itsmylife.blogspot.com/2009/08/tomy-winnie-pooh-light-up-cot-mobile.html' title='Tomy Winnie The Pooh Light Up Cot Mobile'/><author><name>Momoko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14043662463252559903</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4089834572809643123.post-6505462535527592709</id><published>2009-08-27T21:25:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-27T21:39:23.706+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Prenatal Massage</title><content type='html'>Juz finished my massage with the indonesian massage lady that Eileen recommended, Auntie Helen. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waa ... feeling so shiok now. She carefully kneel out the knots that has been accumulated for the past 30 weeks out for me, n now I feel so much more refreshed. Pressure is juz right, not too hard not too soft. N she taught me quite a number of things abt pregnancy too. Bery nice and friendly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most importantly, despite my place being not easy to find, she comes punctually and never fly me aeroplane. I've got nothing against malays but the last malay lady that I engaged last time keep flying me aeroplane till now I got phobia of getting malay ladies for massage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too bad I cannot take her prenatal package coz I'm too close to popping liao, her package is for 10 times and 1 time free but I can only do once a week so dun suit me, gotta pay by per session $50 for 1hr instead. Hiakz. But I already confirmed with her I'm gonna take the package for postnatal which she say I can only start 1 mth after I pop coz this is my second c-sect liao so give it more time before starting massage better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking forward to my next session on Thurs next week.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4089834572809643123-6505462535527592709?l=momoko-itsmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momoko-itsmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/6505462535527592709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4089834572809643123&amp;postID=6505462535527592709' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4089834572809643123/posts/default/6505462535527592709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4089834572809643123/posts/default/6505462535527592709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momoko-itsmylife.blogspot.com/2009/08/prenatal-massage.html' title='Prenatal Massage'/><author><name>Momoko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14043662463252559903</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4089834572809643123.post-9088906312940340994</id><published>2009-08-27T16:40:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-27T17:35:09.279+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Off today</title><content type='html'>Juz now went to cut hair together with hubby. Not gonna post the pics this time coz I look real toot. Not coz my usual stylist cut wrongly, no no no, as usual I'm pleased with his skills but I requested for him to cut shorter tis time, make sure all my goldilocks r trimmed off so that when I pop, it will be the right length and style to take pictures. Wat a vain mummy rite!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that went to Isetan to get the diapers that I forgot to buy the other time, hehe, price $18.20 for one pack of Nepia Newborn in 60pcs pack but I paid only $8.20 coz again, I use vouchers to cut costs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then walk to Goodwood Park to get the mooncakes that I have been craving for since I was 16 wks preggers. WAAAA LIKE FINALLY!!! It's really nice of him, today no car coz went for servicing but he still remembers wat I want to eat n walked with me all over the place without complaints. He even offered to buy for my parents one box but I told him not to be crazy, later then buy, where got pple give mooncake during seventh month leh?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://s201.photobucket.com/albums/aa69/m0m0k0/?action=view&amp;current=27082009561.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i201.photobucket.com/albums/aa69/m0m0k0/27082009561.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After getting the mooncakes, he asked me if I wan to have my lunch at Chatterbox coz I told him b4 that I missed the famous chicken rice from Chatterbox. N even though its not near, and its drizzling, he brought me to go eat wat I want. Feeling real satisfied today. Keke. But I damn stupid la, now the chicken rice got promo for Amex cards till Sept 1-for-1, and I did not bring my Amex card that's given by my mummy. Tot I got my own cards so I no longer bring the supps that my mummy gimme. Gong lor, lugi so much!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://s201.photobucket.com/albums/aa69/m0m0k0/?action=view&amp;current=27082009559.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i201.photobucket.com/albums/aa69/m0m0k0/27082009559.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So amazing leh ... suddenly he became such a nice husband ... such is the wonders of pregnancy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4089834572809643123-9088906312940340994?l=momoko-itsmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momoko-itsmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/9088906312940340994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4089834572809643123&amp;postID=9088906312940340994' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4089834572809643123/posts/default/9088906312940340994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4089834572809643123/posts/default/9088906312940340994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momoko-itsmylife.blogspot.com/2009/08/off-today.html' title='Off today'/><author><name>Momoko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14043662463252559903</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4089834572809643123.post-1335688912741029695</id><published>2009-08-26T16:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-26T16:14:08.852+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yummy Barcook Bakery Raisin Buns</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://s201.photobucket.com/albums/aa69/m0m0k0/?action=view&amp;current=26082009558.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i201.photobucket.com/albums/aa69/m0m0k0/26082009558.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG!! These raisins buns is so worth waiting for!!! I purposely queue like an idiot for it at lunch, but it was sold out! So had to order for the the afternoon batch in advance and walk back again to collect at 3.20pm. But its really worth it la. Not expensive too, $1.30 per piece. When I go to collect, I was surprised the queue is super long still, n pple were glaring at this pregnant woman as if I cut queue but no lor, I queue juz as long at lunch hours but the auntie told me collection no need to queue one ma ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bread is soft and chewy and the cheese filling is so smooth it melts in ur mouth. Most importantly, its not overly sweet, juz the right touch of sweetness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got them for my bosses too and they fully enjoyed it. I got 4 left for myself coz hubby dun take this type. Tata~ time for me to go chomp on them!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4089834572809643123-1335688912741029695?l=momoko-itsmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momoko-itsmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/1335688912741029695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4089834572809643123&amp;postID=1335688912741029695' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4089834572809643123/posts/default/1335688912741029695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4089834572809643123/posts/default/1335688912741029695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momoko-itsmylife.blogspot.com/2009/08/yummy-barcook-bakery-raisin-buns.html' title='Yummy Barcook Bakery Raisin Buns'/><author><name>Momoko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14043662463252559903</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4089834572809643123.post-3057779202510889727</id><published>2009-08-23T18:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-23T19:00:50.245+08:00</updated><title type='text'>One more piece</title><content type='html'>Realise that my sister-in-law bought one exact same design dress for my girl so went to exchange for another design instead and topped up the difference. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wanted the checkered pink and flowers patch print crossback dress but both Amk Hub and Great World City branch all dun have the size 3-6 mths that I want. So upsetting ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No choice, made do with this one. Not wat I wanted most but still sweet ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s201.photobucket.com/albums/aa69/m0m0k0/?action=view&amp;current=23082009556.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i201.photobucket.com/albums/aa69/m0m0k0/23082009556.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4089834572809643123-3057779202510889727?l=momoko-itsmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momoko-itsmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/3057779202510889727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4089834572809643123&amp;postID=3057779202510889727' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4089834572809643123/posts/default/3057779202510889727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4089834572809643123/posts/default/3057779202510889727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momoko-itsmylife.blogspot.com/2009/08/one-more-piece.html' title='One more piece'/><author><name>Momoko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14043662463252559903</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4089834572809643123.post-5183179538570407010</id><published>2009-08-22T18:50:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-22T18:58:49.072+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby clothes</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://s201.photobucket.com/albums/aa69/m0m0k0/?action=view&amp;current=22082009555.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i201.photobucket.com/albums/aa69/m0m0k0/22082009555.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clothes for my princess, wanted to get juz a simple dress for her 1st mth shower but end up getting two more pieces of 3-6mths coz they are juz too sweet. From my fave brand Fox Baby! Nice?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have always luv Fox Baby and after years of buying for friends' babies, I can finally buy for my own child. The feeling is juz great!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, the goos thing abt my purchases tis time is coz there is a promo going on where I can join the Fox-C membership by juz purchasing over $80, erm ... I exceeded by blowing $110 instead. Keke. I saved all this months juz to buy things for my girl ma. Moreover the discounts applies to normal priced adults items too, haha, juz nice for me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I realised that my hubby has gotten smart leh. He say big items he pay, small items like clothes I pay. So clever rite, big tickets items is like one-off lor!!! Small items is like constantly lor!!! GWAHHHHHHHH!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4089834572809643123-5183179538570407010?l=momoko-itsmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momoko-itsmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/5183179538570407010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4089834572809643123&amp;postID=5183179538570407010' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4089834572809643123/posts/default/5183179538570407010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4089834572809643123/posts/default/5183179538570407010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momoko-itsmylife.blogspot.com/2009/08/baby-clothes.html' title='Baby clothes'/><author><name>Momoko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14043662463252559903</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4089834572809643123.post-1041713998582030553</id><published>2009-08-20T15:10:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-21T00:50:47.150+08:00</updated><title type='text'>3D/4D Scan and Check Up</title><content type='html'>Yippee, so happy now coz finish my 3D/4D scan liao. Juz saw my princess's face. The feeling is juz magical!! My moodiness is gone at least for now. Costs $268.70 after FBI discount, really not cheap. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And nearly cannot do 4D coz my girl refused to budge and keep remaining in her "Thinker" position so we cannot see half of her face and no movements means no need for video. Heng we manage to shake until she lose her temper can gave us a big frown and pout her lil mouth and keep doing her now u c me now u dun trick. So cute! I find that she has daddy's nose but my gynae says looks more like mine so I oso duno ... But after that she keep punching me to punish me for waking her up frm her beauty sleep, so pain ... but well, its worth it coz at least got some video clips finally after lying there for like 1 hr. But thanks to the glitch with blogger, I can't upload video!!! On FB instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, that stingy husband of mine made me pay for tis scan on my own coz this was an optional scan tt I chose to do as I wish to keep this scan for my sweetheart to show her how she look like when she's inside mummy tummy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went for my check up after the scan, my glucose test turn out fine, in the normal range. Finally can rest my mind. Gynae commented bb is doing well, at 1.385kg now. Parallel growth rate. BB oso turn down already but luckily not engaged.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I told my gynae that the sonographer commented that my girl is not moving much, duno izt coz she still sleeping or wat. So to play safe, my gynae made me do the CTG test to play safe. Luckily, turns out fine too. So all is well. Nxt appt will be in 3 weeks time. In the meantime, continue to take my supplements.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4089834572809643123-1041713998582030553?l=momoko-itsmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momoko-itsmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/1041713998582030553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4089834572809643123&amp;postID=1041713998582030553' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4089834572809643123/posts/default/1041713998582030553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4089834572809643123/posts/default/1041713998582030553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momoko-itsmylife.blogspot.com/2009/08/3d4d-scan-and-check-up_20.html' title='3D/4D Scan and Check Up'/><author><name>Momoko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14043662463252559903</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4089834572809643123.post-5017715800817028872</id><published>2009-08-20T14:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-20T14:42:38.379+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hateful creature!</title><content type='html'>Grrrrr ... hates his mother!!! Always drives me nuts! Wat time I wan to pray for 7th month oso wan to chap!!! Juz called the son say muz pray btn 5-6pm tml more effective, wa lau, whr got pple pray tis kind oso need to c timing one!! N how she know la, she one of them meh?! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Juz coz her husband comes home at ard tt time so they pray at that time so that time muz b best la! BITCH la! Y call her son, call me ma so I can give her a piece of my mind! How pple wan to pray is according to their own wishes and sincerity one ma, tis kinda thing should not interfere wat!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to pray earlier, coz I dun wan to breathe in too much smoke and I dun wan to squeeze with my neighbours at "peak" hrs coz everyone off work ard tt time ma!! Nva consider for pregnant woman one leh! Tis kinda small thing y can't she juz leave us alone??? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT, I got my way in the end, coz Ah Choon oso spoke in my favor, too bad old fart, KISS MY ASS!! We pray at nite, coz tis morning I got scan and check up and we dun like to delay praying to the "Hao Xiong Dis".&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4089834572809643123-5017715800817028872?l=momoko-itsmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momoko-itsmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/5017715800817028872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4089834572809643123&amp;postID=5017715800817028872' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4089834572809643123/posts/default/5017715800817028872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4089834572809643123/posts/default/5017715800817028872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momoko-itsmylife.blogspot.com/2009/08/hateful-creature.html' title='Hateful creature!'/><author><name>Momoko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14043662463252559903</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4089834572809643123.post-6599846198162321793</id><published>2009-08-18T11:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-18T11:30:37.752+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Koohii's heartworm test</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://s201.photobucket.com/albums/aa69/m0m0k0/?action=view&amp;current=18082009550.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i201.photobucket.com/albums/aa69/m0m0k0/18082009550.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poor Koohii, all coz mummy has turned into a goldfish and forgotten to feed him his monthly heartworm tablet for the past 2 months plus, he had to go for another bloodtest this morning. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But he was a brave lil doggie today, he went in for the bloodtest alone without me. Usually I will accompany him but today, I was feeling abit tired so juz wan to sit down and my darling went in alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Came out, the vet commented that my dog is very good. Hey, I oso know that lor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luckily the test turns out negative but gotta go back in 6 mths time to make sure. Hiakz ... vets sure knows how to make $$ outta doting parents like me and hubby. Juz lidat draw 1 blood oni $80 flew liao ... more ex than humans man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Koohii hates the plaster on his foot, less than 5 mins after I took the pix, he tore it off on his own.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4089834572809643123-6599846198162321793?l=momoko-itsmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momoko-itsmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/6599846198162321793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4089834572809643123&amp;postID=6599846198162321793' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4089834572809643123/posts/default/6599846198162321793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4089834572809643123/posts/default/6599846198162321793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momoko-itsmylife.blogspot.com/2009/08/koohiis-heartworm-test.html' title='Koohii&apos;s heartworm test'/><author><name>Momoko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14043662463252559903</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4089834572809643123.post-4662701400339063720</id><published>2009-08-18T11:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-18T11:24:45.675+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dinner with the Nov '09 mummies</title><content type='html'>Last evening had dinner with the mummies at Sizzler Suntec. The food is quite yummy surprising. Or maybe coz the companions, I had I hearty dinner. Was laughing all the way coz we had a joker mummy there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seems like after comparison, my tummy is not that big afterall though my appetite is big. Sneak a bit of ice-cream then felt my throat itchy again, grrrr ... know I shld not take ice-cream when my cough is round the corner but juz cannot restrain myself lor!! If Mr Lim heards this, he's gonna kpkb again!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4089834572809643123-4662701400339063720?l=momoko-itsmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momoko-itsmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/4662701400339063720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4089834572809643123&amp;postID=4662701400339063720' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4089834572809643123/posts/default/4662701400339063720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4089834572809643123/posts/default/4662701400339063720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momoko-itsmylife.blogspot.com/2009/08/dinner-with-nov-09-mummies.html' title='Dinner with the Nov &apos;09 mummies'/><author><name>Momoko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14043662463252559903</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4089834572809643123.post-2556754687612729857</id><published>2009-08-14T19:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-14T19:10:02.837+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cute lil Koohii and bb</title><content type='html'>Juz now my lil Koohii so cute. He climbed up the bed and slept against my tummy. My baby girl seems to sense him and gave him one kick which he happily ignored. So my bb kicked a few times more n he finally move his head a little with his paw still on my tummy as if he wans to sayang girlgirl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keke. I find the 2 of them so cute!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4089834572809643123-2556754687612729857?l=momoko-itsmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momoko-itsmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/2556754687612729857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4089834572809643123&amp;postID=2556754687612729857' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4089834572809643123/posts/default/2556754687612729857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4089834572809643123/posts/default/2556754687612729857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momoko-itsmylife.blogspot.com/2009/08/cute-lil-koohii-and-bb.html' title='Cute lil Koohii and bb'/><author><name>Momoko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14043662463252559903</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4089834572809643123.post-5716388312020342106</id><published>2009-08-14T18:56:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-18T11:33:22.160+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Glucose Test</title><content type='html'>Juz finished taking my glucose test yday, absolutely hate it! 3 jabs at each hour interval. Kena 2 jab on the left and one on the right. The jab on the right is so painful that I had tears rolling out of the corner of my eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;N the orange flavoured drink is so disgusting that I had a hard time trying to keep it in. Cannot vomite somemore coz if throw up gotta do all over again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosh! Wat a torture. Can only know the results during my check up. Hope it goes well. I dun wan anymore jabs pls!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4089834572809643123-5716388312020342106?l=momoko-itsmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momoko-itsmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/5716388312020342106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4089834572809643123&amp;postID=5716388312020342106' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4089834572809643123/posts/default/5716388312020342106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4089834572809643123/posts/default/5716388312020342106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momoko-itsmylife.blogspot.com/2009/08/glucose-test.html' title='Glucose Test'/><author><name>Momoko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14043662463252559903</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4089834572809643123.post-4673075955043017193</id><published>2009-08-13T21:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-13T21:36:30.294+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Movie - Where got ghost?</title><content type='html'>Really din enjoy it very much, the graphics abit too fake. N I din get frighten nor did I keep luffing till scare.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Juz normal lor ... hmm ... like not much "bao" dian.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4089834572809643123-4673075955043017193?l=momoko-itsmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momoko-itsmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/4673075955043017193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4089834572809643123&amp;postID=4673075955043017193' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4089834572809643123/posts/default/4673075955043017193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4089834572809643123/posts/default/4673075955043017193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momoko-itsmylife.blogspot.com/2009/08/movie-where-got-ghost.html' title='Movie - Where got ghost?'/><author><name>Momoko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14043662463252559903</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4089834572809643123.post-6109695155651296864</id><published>2009-08-10T19:07:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-10T19:51:09.976+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby Cot and Peg Perego Stroller</title><content type='html'>Found out from one of the SMH forum mummy that Baby Avenue is having National Day promo on the Peg Perego Pliko P3 @ $599. Quite a alot of savings coz the last I check at Baby Hypermart, it was going for $768. So needless to say I chiong down to grab!!!&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://s201.photobucket.com/albums/aa69/m0m0k0/?action=view&amp;current=Product238_org1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i201.photobucket.com/albums/aa69/m0m0k0/Product238_org1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;Saw a bery nice convertible cot there as well, and lost my head on the spot. I tot hubby will stop me from buying coz even after discount, its $2988 but in the end, he likes it too and told me to juz get it. Still within our $5000 budget to get all our baby stuff and we calculated if we buy good quality cot, drawers, changing table and racks it will cost around there. Both of us liked the cot coz the color is bery cheerful and all the parts can be taken out when bb grow up and juz buy a super single matress becomes children bed liao. We tot longer millage so even if spend abit more still worth it. &lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://s201.photobucket.com/albums/aa69/m0m0k0/?action=view&amp;current=converchiss04-g.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i201.photobucket.com/albums/aa69/m0m0k0/converchiss04-g.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://s201.photobucket.com/albums/aa69/m0m0k0/?action=view&amp;current=converchiss05-g.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i201.photobucket.com/albums/aa69/m0m0k0/converchiss05-g.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come home show Eileen the pixs and she highlighted that there is a disadvantage with the height of the cot, not good for my back esp I going by c-sect to deliver then I realised she's so right. Knew I shld have consulted her b4 making the purchase. Opps, I was so fasinated by the design and color and future functionality that I juz lost my head and did not realise abt the height issue. Now is too late for regrets ... sad ... guess hubby juz gotta work harder, carry bb to me everytime she cries so that I can rest my back during my confinement. Another issue I realise is that the bed is quite bulky, but in my bedroom I will have lesser movement space. But if put in nursery room, I scare we cannot hear her when she cries for milk. *Faint* Feeling abit lost now on where to put our huge bb cot ... hiakz ... but the design is really nice rite??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4089834572809643123-6109695155651296864?l=momoko-itsmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momoko-itsmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/6109695155651296864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4089834572809643123&amp;postID=6109695155651296864' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4089834572809643123/posts/default/6109695155651296864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4089834572809643123/posts/default/6109695155651296864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momoko-itsmylife.blogspot.com/2009/08/baby-cot-and-peg-perego-stroller.html' title='Baby Cot and Peg Perego Stroller'/><author><name>Momoko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14043662463252559903</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4089834572809643123.post-1521072458388844251</id><published>2009-08-10T18:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-10T19:07:19.692+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fourth Parentcraft Lesson</title><content type='html'>This week lesson is so fun! Daddy had to learn how to carry bb and bath bb. N my hubby was really very attentive, which is a miracle, he like find it so fun and even boast its easy to carry bb. I told him we shall see when girgirl is born k, dolls dun move but our child will lor. Till now I can't forget how comical Tai korkor was when he first carried zac zac, I tink my hubby will be sama sama.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We also learn how to bath bb, and how to swaddle and wrap cloth nappy. Realised I'm good at the wrapping, not as clumsy as I tot I was, seems like my luv for handicraft helps alot, I can fold things rather fast and nicely. Mrs Wong juz demo once I grasped the gist already. Keke. When she was showing the second time, I was already done when she's juz showing the fourth step, neatly as well. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During the class, oso got sell the towels, bath thermometer and other bathing stuff, I asked my hubby to grab for me while I learn how to breastfeed bb on the floor. End up he only know how to stand there like idiot and wait for me to go settle everything. By the time I'm done, the bottom balm and cloth nappy which can be used to swaddle has all been snapped up. My class got one super KS daddy that likes to grab more than necessary everytime there is sales. My hubby oso one bloody idiot, I gave him simple instructions to get one of each item he oso dun understand. I duno y is he forever so lost, always muz rely on me to do EVERYTHING! I was so angry with him! Not first time already lor!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I practice on my wiggling dog Koohii, how to carry, swaddle and wrap nappy. Poor boy, he keep trying to run away coz he tinks I've turn nuts already. My hubby oso trying his best to rescue Koohii frm my crankiness. Whahahahaha, but only practice makes perfect ma!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4089834572809643123-1521072458388844251?l=momoko-itsmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momoko-itsmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/1521072458388844251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4089834572809643123&amp;postID=1521072458388844251' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4089834572809643123/posts/default/1521072458388844251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4089834572809643123/posts/default/1521072458388844251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momoko-itsmylife.blogspot.com/2009/08/fourth-parentcraft-lesson.html' title='Fourth Parentcraft Lesson'/><author><name>Momoko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14043662463252559903</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4089834572809643123.post-4762258545878679148</id><published>2009-08-07T19:31:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-07T20:49:22.866+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shopping Spree at Isetan Babyfair</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://s201.photobucket.com/albums/aa69/m0m0k0/?action=view&amp;current=07082009543-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i201.photobucket.com/albums/aa69/m0m0k0/07082009543-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally got my ass round to go get my baby items. Started off badly coz hubby stucked at the workshop to install our car new rims and cannot come home in time to send me there. So I had to go grab cab. To make sure I wun be late I went down early at 12.15pm to catch cab, ended up waiting for more than 35 mins b4 I finally gotten my cab. Everytime I no need cab got lotsa cab and there's always none when I need one. Worse still got assholes come snatch cab with me despite seeing me pregnant and waiting there longer than them. Some singaporean can be real shit lor, how I wish Paris and Milan can come catch those 2 on film and broadcast to whole singapore! In the end coz I running late, I resort to chasing a Merc cab into the carpark and board it b4 anyone can snatch from me again! But my bb not happy after that coz my tummy bounced alot thanks to me running after cab, whole journey in the cab keep kicking me. Sigh ... luckily not late in the end ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eileen accompanied me shopping today, thanks gal! Experience mummy has good advise for me. Hehe. If she's not there to stop me, I 100% plus chop gonna get alot of redundant stuff which I'm clueless need or no need. Even though I got a bb list with me but actually I not sure which items are necessary. Keke. We went early to siam the crowd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First had a yummy lunch at The Ship Resturant, food is yummy but my appetite like not bery fantastic. Cannot finish my food, wat a waste. I tot preggers like me would eat alot but as my pregnancy grew, my appetite seems to minimise. Maybe my stomach has already reduced to the size of a pancake!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So today finally gotten my Philips Avent Bottles Sterilizer, end up getting the normal one instead of the one which I initially wanted at $214 coz I was advised that the cheaper one is actually more energy saving. N this model comes with 2 free bottles, cleaning brush, 2 pacifers and 2 extra teats and its bundled with additional 6 bottles at only $168, really quite a steal! Also, gotten a manual pump from Avent coz got 20% off plus additional card discount. Initially wanted to borrow frm Eileen first but after careful consideration, decided to get the manual one first coz I worried abt breaking Eileen's one as I'm super clumsy and chor lor. =P Tink my mama has fully explained to Eileen how chor lor I can get ... hiakz ... throw face!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gotten the Pigeon baby wipes, disposable breast pads, comb and brush set, nose cleaner and storage bottles. N my star buy of the day, the Bumbo seat chich is more than 50% off and I topped it up with the playing tray which is selling at 20% off as well. Got 2 nice lil rompers too. Lastly, the Allerhand Diaper Backpack that I have been longing for. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Initially wanted to get the Pigeon fridge to go as well but Eileen advised me to wait and see if I really need it then buy. Food warmer oso haben get coz cannot find the Avent one there. Wanted to get the mobile to hang at the cot too but was told that it can wait as well coz maybe got frens may buy that for my girl as gift. Hmmm ... good idea, maybe I can request for the items I haben gotten for my bb's 1st month shower gifts if friends ask me wat I still need. Hehe ... save $$.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spent $502.75 after all the additional discount using mummy's card on top of the 20% discunt. Also, gotten another $50 rebates in terms of vouchers and ended with 4 big bags of purchases. Total additional savings around $96. NOT BAD! Keke. I din wanted to use the free delivery service coz weekend got parentcraft class and weekdays working, hard to arrange. Luckily got my Ahmad come and fetch me as promised and carry the stuff back for me. Else I duno how I'm gonna lug all these items home. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I juz realised that I forgot the cloth napkins and diapers. Opps. Pregnant woman are indeed forgetful. Nevermind, since got vouchers, can make another trip down to get them again, FOC. Keke.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4089834572809643123-4762258545878679148?l=momoko-itsmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momoko-itsmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/4762258545878679148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4089834572809643123&amp;postID=4762258545878679148' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4089834572809643123/posts/default/4762258545878679148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4089834572809643123/posts/default/4762258545878679148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momoko-itsmylife.blogspot.com/2009/08/shopping-spree-at-isetan-babyfair.html' title='Shopping Spree at Isetan Babyfair'/><author><name>Momoko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14043662463252559903</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4089834572809643123.post-7122136604715936817</id><published>2009-08-06T18:54:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-06T19:10:13.470+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mother-in-law going senile?</title><content type='html'>Juz less than a month ago my mother-in-law instructed me personally that I shld not take too much birdnest even though I take only like once a week max. Yday evening she called and told my hubby he should make sure I take more often. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I argue with hubby that she say otherwise and he argue with me she juz say muz eat more. Damn one kind lor, always tell me one thing and tell my hubby another make us argue!! Se mo ju xin ma! Not first time liao lor, been tolerating her tis kinda rubbish for bery long le lor. Rubberband stretch too thin oso will snap one leh! I screamed at hubby anyway to ask his mum to make up her farking mind! Really fed dup. Always do this kinda thing to make us quarrel de lor. Is she a 2-headed snake or is she already going senile at age 48??? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Made me so pek chek last nite tt I can't get to sleep! So I end up tossing n turning and disturb my dog frm his sleep and suddenly start singing songs, end up hubby oso wake up and insomia together with me. Ha! Serve him rite! I saw his tired and pathetic face I damn happy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now is eat birdnest rite, SURE! I made him walk with me to the Horse Brand shop near office to buy some bottled birdnest tis afternoon for my teabreak! N get the good concentrated one that taste NICE! I dun really enjoy the one that his mother bought for me, like quality not bery good coz got a strange smell and taste after boiling that puts me abit off. Drink already sometimes want to throw up. N this is nothing personal, nothing against her for this but it simply dun taste good. No wonder she say get frm there cheaper, guess it really pays more to pay for quality, some things really cannot cheapo de lor.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4089834572809643123-7122136604715936817?l=momoko-itsmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momoko-itsmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/7122136604715936817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4089834572809643123&amp;postID=7122136604715936817' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4089834572809643123/posts/default/7122136604715936817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4089834572809643123/posts/default/7122136604715936817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momoko-itsmylife.blogspot.com/2009/08/mother-in-law-going-senile.html' title='Mother-in-law going senile?'/><author><name>Momoko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14043662463252559903</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4089834572809643123.post-1997831879676452</id><published>2009-08-06T18:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-06T18:53:52.209+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Third Parentcraft Lesson</title><content type='html'>Gosh, I'm so lazy abt my updates recently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last sat was my third parentcraft lesson, had one hell of a scare coz watched the video of childbirth, I got so frightened I nearly cried in class. From young, I feel faint the moment I see blood. Keep hiding my face behind hubby's back to avoid the screen. When I saw the bb's head coming out of the woman's virginal, I nearly fainted, I told hubby I dare not give birth liao. Tink bb sense my fear and kick kick me to reassure me not to be fighten. N come to the c-sect with epidural video, he ask me not to watch in case I get phobia. Ya, I'm useless I know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rest of the lesson quite boring, more like revision of the last 2 lessons, the lesson was taught by Mrs Wong's replacement as she was at the Cordlife seminar. She's informative la but not as interesting as Mrs Wong I find. Initially change to attend Sunday class coz I wanted to go to the seminar de but hubby dun let me go coz he say Bugis too much crowd not "safe" for me to go. Yes, thanks to H1N1, he really tries his bery best to lock us up at home to minimise the risk for me. So in the end, we go to our original timeslot with more than half the class gone coz they change to other Mrs Wong's slot. Hubby was worried if I go Sunday class no space then I gotta squeeze and not comfy for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was milk powder for mummies sale during class and he bought one bottle for me even though I told him I dun like powder milk. But he's insistant I shld drink coz its good for me and bb? He even offer to make for me daily so that he can force it down my throat ... hiakz ... wonder shld I thank him or hate him.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4089834572809643123-1997831879676452?l=momoko-itsmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momoko-itsmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/1997831879676452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4089834572809643123&amp;postID=1997831879676452' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4089834572809643123/posts/default/1997831879676452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4089834572809643123/posts/default/1997831879676452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momoko-itsmylife.blogspot.com/2009/08/third-parentcraft-lesson.html' title='Third Parentcraft Lesson'/><author><name>Momoko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14043662463252559903</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4089834572809643123.post-4692423885331632471</id><published>2009-07-29T17:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-29T17:36:20.361+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2nd Parentcraft Class</title><content type='html'>Last sat went for my second parentcraft class with Mrs Wong, good grief, I got so terrified after watching the Epidural video that now I'm very apprehensive abt taking the Epidural. The side effects highlighted sounds scary even those they say its rare. N it doesn't help that the night before I juz hear frm hubby's fren that his poor wife is suffering from the side effects after giving birth last yr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rite now, my dumb tailbone seems to be already pressing on my nerves thanks to the additional weight, such as my legs will suddenly go numb and my arms will suddenly cramp up and twitch. I'm a tad worried that the epidural may make my condition worse. Hubby is rather against me taking the epidural too after hearing wat his fren said and oso during our class he hear abt some of the stuff that happens during some epidural procedures n got really paranoid if that happen to me. Last nite, he even tell me, "Dear, y not you go for the fully sleep one la, like safer. See bb abit later nevermind one." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I duno la ... I still in 2 minds. I wish to hug bb the moment she's born but I oso damn scare of needles and pain and the side effects. DILEMMA!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than this, we were taught breathing and pelvic exercises. The breathing exercise is more for during giving birth so like not really applicable to me. Hiakz. But during the class hubby was made to wear the 5 - 6 mths pregnant suit which is 5kg and he finally understood y I'm walking more and more slowly. But he act macho and say where got heavy. IDIOT! During the class he oso learnt how to massage my back and he did it so badly tt I felt ticklish instead of being more comfy ... Duh~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4089834572809643123-4692423885331632471?l=momoko-itsmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momoko-itsmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/4692423885331632471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4089834572809643123&amp;postID=4692423885331632471' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4089834572809643123/posts/default/4692423885331632471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4089834572809643123/posts/default/4692423885331632471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momoko-itsmylife.blogspot.com/2009/07/2nd-parentcraft-class.html' title='2nd Parentcraft Class'/><author><name>Momoko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14043662463252559903</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4089834572809643123.post-6772184816673896450</id><published>2009-07-21T21:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-21T21:46:55.723+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Check up at 25th weeks</title><content type='html'>This morning went for my check up at the gynae, wow I had a shock, my bb is at 808g already. BIG rite!! But gynae says its fine so I take it as its fine, since I'm gonna deliver early, a good weight is always better than underweight rite?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, 808 is my fave num. Always wanted to get this num for my car plate but failed to get it twice liao. I literally smiled when I saw my girl's weight. So qiao!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And today my girl was being cute again, when my gynae was pressing the scanner on my tummy, she gave one punch upwards to say she not happy with it. The impact made me jump a lil. Keke. Tis lil princess sure is fiesty!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4089834572809643123-6772184816673896450?l=momoko-itsmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momoko-itsmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/6772184816673896450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4089834572809643123&amp;postID=6772184816673896450' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4089834572809643123/posts/default/6772184816673896450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4089834572809643123/posts/default/6772184816673896450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momoko-itsmylife.blogspot.com/2009/07/check-up-at-25th-weeks.html' title='Check up at 25th weeks'/><author><name>Momoko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14043662463252559903</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4089834572809643123.post-817030798484086281</id><published>2009-07-21T16:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-21T16:52:44.647+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Confused Spider!!!</title><content type='html'>My mother-in-law called up yday evening again and made me super duper confused and a lil pek chek!!! Suddenly she said, she hear from the "lao ren jia",  I duno which "lao ren jia" is she refering to, saying that I'm not to take any tonics from 4 months onwards else my baby will become not clever, I was like "HUH"??? First time I hear of this rubbish ... no "lao ren jia" ever told me this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the first place, when I was 16 weeks, she's the one who called my hubby up and tell him I muz start taking tonics now!!! Then now she tells me I cannot take, is she trying to make hubby blame me for taking tonics??? Or is she juz meant well?? Wat's she up too again??? Can make up her mind anot!!! Then lidat means wat??? First 16 weeks I know confirm cannot take coz my physician told me so. Then now physician ask me to take and she ask me not to take so which is which?? Take or dun take??? There's no scientific proof that tonics affects the brain functions one wat, its DHA that does!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then if first 16 weeks cannot take, then after 16 weeks oso cannot take then when take??? Totally no need to take liao lor!!! It's the tonics that my mum cooks for me that made me have such good health during this pregnancy leh. My mother-in-law never made any tonics for me at all lor!!! So now its the perfect excuse for her for not making tonics for me and she can make sure my mummy wun get all the credit for being the best mum who took care of me n her son???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ask her then birdnest leh? She say birdnest can. I was like "HUH" again ... birdnest not tonic meh???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Fainted*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So wat shld I do now? Eat or dun eat???&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4089834572809643123-817030798484086281?l=momoko-itsmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momoko-itsmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/817030798484086281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4089834572809643123&amp;postID=817030798484086281' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4089834572809643123/posts/default/817030798484086281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4089834572809643123/posts/default/817030798484086281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momoko-itsmylife.blogspot.com/2009/07/confused-spider.html' title='Confused Spider!!!'/><author><name>Momoko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14043662463252559903</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4089834572809643123.post-4038180540248783283</id><published>2009-07-19T15:53:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-19T16:09:23.311+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Movie: Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 146px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 218px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360078655993701570" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AB9AucMxLY4/SmLTI4KoZMI/AAAAAAAAA78/u05kDs0edDM/s320/img7897.jpg" /&gt; One word ... Disappointing. Comedy not comedy enuff, romance not romantic enuff, magical scene seriously lacking. Change parts of the story but more like redundant changes ... making Harry look quite stupid! Think unless ya a serious Harry Potter fan like me, can give it a miss la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was really rather disappointed can ... wake up so early in the morning to catch the 10.30am show at Vivo GV, blasted $$ to get Goldclass to avoid crowd and ended up quite disappointed except for the nice scenery in the movie, book way in advance somemore! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now wan to go ZZ liao coz so sleepy, lack of sleep coz last nite went for midnite steamboat with hubby and the guys. After that, they brought me to see the Marina Barriage!!! Like FINALLY I got to go there, coz my hubby has been refusing to bring me there. Nice place wor!! But too dark for me to take pixs last nite and I was so surprised that despite being bery late like 2am already, still alot of pple there.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4089834572809643123-4038180540248783283?l=momoko-itsmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momoko-itsmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/4038180540248783283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4089834572809643123&amp;postID=4038180540248783283' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4089834572809643123/posts/default/4038180540248783283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4089834572809643123/posts/default/4038180540248783283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momoko-itsmylife.blogspot.com/2009/07/movie-harry-potter-and-half-blood.html' title='Movie: Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince'/><author><name>Momoko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14043662463252559903</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AB9AucMxLY4/SmLTI4KoZMI/AAAAAAAAA78/u05kDs0edDM/s72-c/img7897.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4089834572809643123.post-3507885158407183769</id><published>2009-07-14T20:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-14T20:47:31.696+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Horrible Heartburn</title><content type='html'>I had a terrible morning today, I got choked awake by my own acid juices caused by my terrible heartburn even though I am already sleeping on 2 pillows.  The feeling was so horrible and the sour and bitter taste still gives me the creeps. I know preggies are prone to heartburn but I wasn't informed that it will overflow and choke me when I'm sleeping!!! Luckily I managed to rushed to the toilet in time to puke before I dirty my own bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best part, I couldn't even smack awake that pig of a hubby of mine to help me go get a drink and I had to wobble my way down the stairs in the dark. Felt like puking in his face and give him one kick in the groin!! Useless PIG!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, I gotta prop up my pillow even higher against the wall to sleep to stop the juices from gushing out again. So today, I ended up with stiff neck and shoulders thanks to this oddball sleeping positions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I'm typing now, I can feel my acid juices flowing up "close to custom" already, pen off now to go puke liao in case I suddenly gush on the lappy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4089834572809643123-3507885158407183769?l=momoko-itsmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momoko-itsmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/3507885158407183769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4089834572809643123&amp;postID=3507885158407183769' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4089834572809643123/posts/default/3507885158407183769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4089834572809643123/posts/default/3507885158407183769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momoko-itsmylife.blogspot.com/2009/07/horrible-heartburn.html' title='Horrible Heartburn'/><author><name>Momoko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14043662463252559903</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4089834572809643123.post-5412830863289826375</id><published>2009-07-10T19:53:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-10T20:02:08.342+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Power Puff Girl</title><content type='html'>Hmm ... I tink my bb girl is getting more violent. Her kicks are so hard now it gives me spams!!! N other then in the afternoon at times, she like to kick me during 2 - 4am. OMG!!! Nite owl like mummy and daddy. Daddy is getting worried, he begs me to train girlgirl to sleep at nite so that he wun be too tired coz night duties is his.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was like how to teach???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning daddy was real excited cos he first time felt bb girl's mega kicks, the last time he only felt one small gentle one. Nowsadays he will always ask me is girlgirl kicking me??? Then everytime he try to feel, girlgirl juz refused to cooperate until today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though her kicks are powerful, I feel very happy to get kicked. At least I know she is doing well ma. To know our girl is doing well in my tum tum is bery important to us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These days, I've been feeding her well too, daddy keeps bringing us out to eat. I find daddy so double standard ... when I not preggers, he calls me Ah Pui, now I put on so much weight, he still tinks it's not enuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Roll Eyes*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4089834572809643123-5412830863289826375?l=momoko-itsmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momoko-itsmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/5412830863289826375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4089834572809643123&amp;postID=5412830863289826375' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4089834572809643123/posts/default/5412830863289826375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4089834572809643123/posts/default/5412830863289826375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momoko-itsmylife.blogspot.com/2009/07/power-puff-girl.html' title='Power Puff Girl'/><author><name>Momoko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14043662463252559903</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4089834572809643123.post-522002762627766224</id><published>2009-07-10T19:46:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-10T19:52:55.243+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Boring Illuma</title><content type='html'>Today no work, took time off to go pray at Guan Yin Temple, fix his watch and shop abit for his working pants coz he outgrown them. Hahahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the way went to the new Illuma, gosh, wat a totally boring place!!! I was like so turn off coz the place like nothing to shop and the food outlets really dun tempt me one bit. Less than 15 mins, I'm outta the place!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;End up going to Sketches at Bugis Junction to get my pasta fix, poor him gotta eat with me when he dun like this kinda food at all, so I said I'll give him a treat for accompanying me. But end up I ordered something that he enjoyed so much that he even offered to pay but I declined the offer. I shall choose something more ex over the weekend and make he pay instead. Kaka. So evil rite!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4089834572809643123-522002762627766224?l=momoko-itsmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momoko-itsmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/522002762627766224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4089834572809643123&amp;postID=522002762627766224' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4089834572809643123/posts/default/522002762627766224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4089834572809643123/posts/default/522002762627766224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momoko-itsmylife.blogspot.com/2009/07/boring-illuma.html' title='Boring Illuma'/><author><name>Momoko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14043662463252559903</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4089834572809643123.post-6083091579539212968</id><published>2009-07-05T03:22:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-05T17:26:26.744+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Movie - Ice Age 3: Dawn of the Dinosaurs *In 3D*</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i201.photobucket.com/albums/aa69/m0m0k0/img7893.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;I absolutely enjoyed the show!!! Funny and I luv the parenting theme. My bb seems to enjoyed the show too, while me and hubby are roaring with laughter, she's also giving some gentle kicks like macham she's enjoying the show too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 3D effect was a nice experience, its our first time watch 3D show in GV so yup, we both enjoyed even though we are sitting at the corner. Purposely choose this seat coz its place like only 2 seats in the corner then behind is wall and beside oso wall. I'm trying my best to take precautions against H1N1 ya see. I even brought my N95 mask along ... bobian muz kiasi abit coz I'm in the high risk group.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those with kids can bring your kids to watch. Those without can also go coz its laughter guaranteed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My fave, Scrat, the nut chasing idiot!! Tis time round he's so bollywood till I BTH him. Oh yes, I fell in luv with that Jack Sparrow sound alike too, he's darn funny!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damnit!! Blogger's foto uploading tool still down! TMD!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4089834572809643123-6083091579539212968?l=momoko-itsmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momoko-itsmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/6083091579539212968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4089834572809643123&amp;postID=6083091579539212968' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4089834572809643123/posts/default/6083091579539212968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4089834572809643123/posts/default/6083091579539212968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momoko-itsmylife.blogspot.com/2009/07/movie-ice-age-3-dawn-of-dinosaurs-in-3d.html' title='Movie - Ice Age 3: Dawn of the Dinosaurs *In 3D*'/><author><name>Momoko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14043662463252559903</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4089834572809643123.post-2331357030598118960</id><published>2009-07-04T18:56:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-04T20:11:16.993+08:00</updated><title type='text'>LV at Ion</title><content type='html'>Tis morning juz went to the new Louis Vuitton store at Orchard Ion, hmmm, from outside looks grand, inside so so only leh. Guess my mood went abit off coz I was made to queue in the bloody scorching son for around 5-10 mins before they let me in was the main issue. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Piang, I was first in the queue at that point of time and it took that long. N this is LV leh, can't they have like some shelther at least if they wan us to queue??? Farking hot can!!! Imagine if its raining then I gotta stand in the rain la??? DUMB! Actually I pity the security even more lor, I stand awhile already wan to die wat abt the poor security??? Stand for hours in the hot sun in coat somemore leh. Pls leh, he's also humann leh! Poor poor planning!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;N I tink I got served by a newbie, hiakz ... I checked with her if the Damier Graphite card holder comes in a certain design, she blur blur ... then gabra cannot find the piece ... *faint* In the end, the other person muz help her. Then when we saw the print in the design we desire and I told her I'll have that, she still like blur blur tell me she will check the price for me first and then ask me if I wan the item after quoting me the pricing. Then she ask me if it's my first time at LV, she's so cute leh, I told her no but its my first time at Ion store and she went to retrieve my record for me. Ok la, I know she's being nice but card holder only ma, no need to consider so much wat. Or was it coz we wear lok lok today like abit cheapo looking??? Aiyo, maternity clothes want how stylo and sun so big still want us to be dress in glam glam meh?? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, wats all this records for I oso understand leh, coz LV is a no discount brand. Are they trying to help me keep track wat I bought?? That is good actually, coz I juz realise I got some small items stashed away till I forgotten cleanly abt them and juz found them the other day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, she look so confused that I told her to take her time while I go shop at the second level. Ended up hubby got the belt that in the Graphite print that I like too. Keke. It's my fave print but its Homme, so upsetting! He got the cheek to ask me to pay for him as bday presie somemore. Wa lau, his bday is way in Oct lor! He said he also got me my bday pressie tis year way b4 my bday, I was wondering which one he meant coz he got me lotsa things b4 my bday this year. Hahahahaha. However, I still asked him to wait long long coz I told him tis year I already give u a big big pressie liao, which is our girlgirl, carry her for 10 months is no mean feat ok!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then hor, I saw the Manon bag that I wanted hanging in the corner near me, but but but ... $1920 wor ... I need some time to digest and reconsider coz I dun really need it. I'm juz hiao. I got tons of bags and some not even used yet. My LVs are also sitting in the cupboard growing cobwebs for some time liao. Especially now that my daughter is arriving soon, I should not spend so much rite, so I sadly placed it back. N its cloth material, if girlgirl puke milk on it, its gone for good so not practical rite. *self consoling*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SOOOOOBBBBBBBSSSSSS!!! Girlgirl, see how much mummy luv u till she gave up the bag she liked for months for your sake!!! Ok, I'm feeling abit down now, but I'll get over it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to look for limited LV items that marks their new opening but like dun have leh, lagi more sad!!! Or rather I din bother to ask la, coz the crowd is coming in and I juz want to escape before I get "drown" inside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BTW, sometimes there are really retail staff that gets on my nerves de leh, they like to judge you according to how old you look and your dressing. I was practically trying to climb the shelves with my big tummy to reach the display liao but the 2 nearest salesperson happily CANNOT see me till I went over to the opposite side to "Excuse me, can you help me pls." after I saw the girl who helped me finish with a group of "older" customers who ask her to take take take then never buy. Grrr ... I know I looking for smaller item this time not the big big ticket item this time but its still sales rite!!! I realise that the older looking ones especially the indonesian chinese and japanese gets all the attention. Eh, older dun mean they will buy ok!!! It's the younger and impulsive younger generation that buy without thinking ok!!! Erm ... I'm one of the accused, aka no brainer impulsive buyer. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey, I'm cutting back on my impulse buying recently, its a big effort k! U know how miserable I felt to leave without my Manon??? Waaaaa .... *rub eyes* &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmmmm ... I wonder how long can I resist that temptation ... if that design comes out in soft leather, I know that's it, my $$ sure gonna fly!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4089834572809643123-2331357030598118960?l=momoko-itsmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momoko-itsmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/2331357030598118960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4089834572809643123&amp;postID=2331357030598118960' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4089834572809643123/posts/default/2331357030598118960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4089834572809643123/posts/default/2331357030598118960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momoko-itsmylife.blogspot.com/2009/07/lv-at-ion.html' title='LV at Ion'/><author><name>Momoko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14043662463252559903</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4089834572809643123.post-7779518201163430193</id><published>2009-07-03T19:59:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-03T20:05:23.106+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yummy food and nice clothes.</title><content type='html'>Yday, my boss gave me a belated birthday lunch treat at one of my fave teochew resturant. I ate like a pig!!! He ordered all the food that I like, especially the sugared yam that I've been craving for. I was so satisfied yday tat I can't even eat my dinner coz too full from my heavy lunch. Keke. Hubby also enjoyed the meal!! But all his fault that we had to take fried fish instead of the teochew steam promfret. Humpf!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I went to work with a surprise on my table, my colleague juz came back from China and bought me 2 sets of maternity clothes as my belated bday pressie. Weee ... so kind of her. It's in my fave shade of lavender and pink somemore!! So happy!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4089834572809643123-7779518201163430193?l=momoko-itsmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momoko-itsmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/7779518201163430193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4089834572809643123&amp;postID=7779518201163430193' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4089834572809643123/posts/default/7779518201163430193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4089834572809643123/posts/default/7779518201163430193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momoko-itsmylife.blogspot.com/2009/07/yummy-food-and-nice-clothes.html' title='Yummy food and nice clothes.'/><author><name>Momoko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14043662463252559903</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4089834572809643123.post-4258565055117821349</id><published>2009-07-01T14:34:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-01T15:16:09.694+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Feeling abit blue ...</title><content type='html'>Months ago, when I was happily staying at home as a bummer, my hubby called me useless and chased me back into the workforce. Finally now, I'm in a job that I'm happy and comfortable with, he wants me to consider giving up my job and stay at home to take care of our girl. Reason being, coz I prefer to take care of our children personally which is better for their development.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To get my mother-in-law for help is totally OUT OF THE QUESTION. I dun wan to end up with postnatal depression because of her again!!! If I'm vicious, her mouth is 100 folds worse!! N I dun wan my kids to grow up with the sound of mahjong and end up as compulsive gambler like her. So no way even if she offers (which she did not as yet, thank god ...)!!! I would even risk infant care juz to keep her away for the well being of my kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I dun understand y hubby wants me to quit??? My workload is light and my boss told me I can bring my baby to work after my confinement. I dun get wat he's worried about leh??? Maybe I'm taking things too lightly but I have faith in myself, I'll have the determination to pull thru the initial stage. Juz like how I pulled thru having Mochi, I juz have to make adjustments to my life that's all. Whole life my parents trained me to be independent, so I tink I can do it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4089834572809643123-4258565055117821349?l=momoko-itsmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momoko-itsmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/4258565055117821349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4089834572809643123&amp;postID=4258565055117821349' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4089834572809643123/posts/default/4258565055117821349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4089834572809643123/posts/default/4258565055117821349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momoko-itsmylife.blogspot.com/2009/07/feeling-abit-blue.html' title='Feeling abit blue ...'/><author><name>Momoko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14043662463252559903</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4089834572809643123.post-3088674941657894284</id><published>2009-06-29T19:26:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T22:14:34.028+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Movie - Transformers: Revenge of the Fallen</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i201.photobucket.com/albums/aa69/m0m0k0/img7892.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; I took huge risk to go watch movie today. We choose a Monday coz we tot less crowd. So scare lor, the H1N1 is alike spreading all over thanks to socially irresposible pple! Anyway, great show!!! Muz watch ok!!! I mean Robots freak like me MUZ WATCH!!! The graphics is juz fantastic but the plot is considered rather predictable. Nices cars too ... but R8 as Decepticon was abit upseting for me. Keke. Although I knew Prime will rise again like in the cartoon but then I still can't help brawling my eyes out when I saw him kong out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luckily hubby bought goldclass for us to enjoy the show, lesser pple and comfy seats. Else I duno how I'm gonna endure siting for so long. For the whole 149 mins I was so glued to the screen that I nearly burst my bladder. Keke, scare to miss out exciting parts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the show, we went to do a spot of shopping at Vivo and we bought a new watch each. His is black with chrome silver while mine is black with Rose gold and carbon dial. His is more ex coz new arrival and most importantly, he looks like crap with tinge of rose gold color coz of his dark skin tone. As for me, he says I look great with the rose gold hue. Well, since he says the shape and color look nice on me so I grab lor. Main reason is coz my previous steel strap chunky watch was scratched years ago and to date, I haben found a new steel strap chunky watch to my liking for replacement till today. Wonder if hubby will be kind enuff to pay for me coz its a whopping $564 for a Casio. Considered bery ex lor!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i201.photobucket.com/albums/aa69/m0m0k0/29062009536.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4089834572809643123-3088674941657894284?l=momoko-itsmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momoko-itsmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/3088674941657894284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4089834572809643123&amp;postID=3088674941657894284' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4089834572809643123/posts/default/3088674941657894284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4089834572809643123/posts/default/3088674941657894284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momoko-itsmylife.blogspot.com/2009/06/movie-transformers-revenge-of-fallen.html' title='Movie - Transformers: Revenge of the Fallen'/><author><name>Momoko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14043662463252559903</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4089834572809643123.post-7496969708274025721</id><published>2009-06-28T22:26:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-28T23:19:32.590+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thank you my dear friends.</title><content type='html'>This post is specially to thank all my friends, korkors and sistas for their well wishes and lovely gifts and a big big thank you to those of you who took all the trouble to attend the BBQ all the way at Changi. I really appreciate it!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, I juz wanted to be with friends this year coz nxt year on, I would be a mummy le, no more chance to celebrate like this. All of your presence really made my day, 还让你们破费真不好意思！So pai sey leh, made so many of you go thru all the trouble to get a gift for me. 其实你们能来我真的就很开心了。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for the lovely flowers, I so luv the color combi. Thank you for the ang pows, I shall put the cash to good use, can get the diaper bag for my girlgirl with it. Thank you for the Mickey Mouse necklace, just nice to match my mickey mouse earings, wonder how u girls know I was lacking a mickey mouse necklace? Thank you for all the lovely perfumes and all of which are those I wanted to buy to add on to my collection but haben buy yet. I'm on my way to display them now. Thank you for all the lovely tonics, juz wat I need now for my darling baby girl. All bery useful gifts. N a big thank you the Jen sis for being my photographer. Thank you thank you! &lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AB9AucMxLY4/SkeJfOIPXHI/AAAAAAAAA68/Hh_P6xprhcc/s400/CIMG1054.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352397851614731378" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AB9AucMxLY4/SkeJexu6VaI/AAAAAAAAA60/LNrKmyEjJKE/s400/CIMG1053.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352397843992303010" /&gt; Lastly, muz thank my parents and hubby for making this celebration happen. Hiakz ... I told my mama I dun wan her to be doing all the stuff in the kitchen but she juz dun listen!!! Guess they juz wan to make sure I'm not tired out, coz they dun let me help out much tiil I felt like a handicap. Sobs. Especially hubby, he practically barred me from playing with the pit to the extent that on top of the amount he paid for the chef, he happily gave him an additional ang pow to thank him for helping us bbq the other food that mummy prepared for our guests. Guess he n mummy really took "full safety measures". Even when JJ n Mervin came later in the night, the three of them oso dun let me join in to restart the bbq fire, I was happily trying to play "throw solid fuel into fire" when they took over instead. Sad sad. I so luv to play with fire you know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a really enjoyable 30th birthday!!! Most unforgetable!!! Once again, thank you everyone for making this happen!!! &lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AB9AucMxLY4/SkeJfWTNm3I/AAAAAAAAA7E/-q7lgLrviUY/s400/CIMG1040.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352397853808237426" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4089834572809643123-7496969708274025721?l=momoko-itsmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momoko-itsmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/7496969708274025721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4089834572809643123&amp;postID=7496969708274025721' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4089834572809643123/posts/default/7496969708274025721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4089834572809643123/posts/default/7496969708274025721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momoko-itsmylife.blogspot.com/2009/06/thank-you-my-dear-friends.html' title='Thank you my dear friends.'/><author><name>Momoko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14043662463252559903</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AB9AucMxLY4/SkeJfOIPXHI/AAAAAAAAA68/Hh_P6xprhcc/s72-c/CIMG1054.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4089834572809643123.post-6681427880370708176</id><published>2009-06-26T22:32:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-26T22:33:43.911+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wireless Surfing Available</title><content type='html'>Haha, not bored at the chalet coz got internet to use!!! $5 for unlimited usage till check out! SONG!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4089834572809643123-6681427880370708176?l=momoko-itsmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momoko-itsmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/6681427880370708176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4089834572809643123&amp;postID=6681427880370708176' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4089834572809643123/posts/default/6681427880370708176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4089834572809643123/posts/default/6681427880370708176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momoko-itsmylife.blogspot.com/2009/06/wireless-surfing-available.html' title='Wireless Surfing Available'/><author><name>Momoko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14043662463252559903</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4089834572809643123.post-6695016512107153671</id><published>2009-06-26T12:14:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-26T22:32:18.027+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BBQ and Chalet</title><content type='html'>Yeah!!! I'm so looking forward to my birthday chalet at NSRCC and bbq tomorrow where I can see all my friends, bros and sistas. Hubby asked his friends to join us as well. I'm most happy that the very group of girls who were with me on my 21st birthday eons years ago will be here to celebrate my big 30 with me too, with the darling babies in tow. Weeee .... I'll get to see my handsome boy Zachary and X and sweetie Adri tml!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes, I muz make sure I stare more at Adri so tat my girlgirl will be juz as sweet and not to mention SMART! As for the handsome boys, I gotta try my bery best not to ogle at them lest my girlgirl become tomboy. SO SAD!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tink I'm so blessed this year, mummy sponsored the chalet as usual and porkchops which she help me to marinate coz caterer dun offer pork items, satays, otahs and sausages while hubby sponsored the catering and even added a chef to cook for us coz both of dun wan me to be tired out. Actually, I felt that its more like they know I like to play with fire so trying to keep me away from the pit. Humpf! And I got my sistas, frens and hubby roping in to coordinate for me, wat more can I ask for rite?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year, I dun dare to ask hubby for additional birthday gifts coz he already gave me a fully sponsored Taiwan trip and this BBQ, which does not come cheap ... piang!!! I juz realised that BBQ catering is actually more expensive than normal buffet one wor, I tot raw food will be cheaper. *Rolled eyes* Can buy 1 LV bag liao wor!!! Ok ... there goes my LV. But forget it, I wanted a BBQ for years liao, now its finally actualized! Shld thank my bb girl, else I doubt my hubby will be so sweet to me man. Hahahahaha. Anyway, I've gotten the best present this year, my baby, as long as she's healthy and well, I'm contented.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chalet is booked until Monday morning check out but my hubby wants to check out on Sunday afternoon wor ... cos miss our dogs. Such is the life of having furkids, we miss them whereva we go coz they are our children.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4089834572809643123-6695016512107153671?l=momoko-itsmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momoko-itsmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/6695016512107153671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4089834572809643123&amp;postID=6695016512107153671' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4089834572809643123/posts/default/6695016512107153671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4089834572809643123/posts/default/6695016512107153671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momoko-itsmylife.blogspot.com/2009/06/bbq-and-chalet.html' title='BBQ and Chalet'/><author><name>Momoko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14043662463252559903</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4089834572809643123.post-8780166136212896442</id><published>2009-06-23T14:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-23T15:04:20.221+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby Scan</title><content type='html'>This morning just went for my scan to check on bb and my abnormal discharge, hiakz ... its mild yeast infection again ... second time in this pregnancy liao. Nva had this problem my whole life, duno y now preggers keep having this recurring problem. I already change to cotton undies liao leh, my hormones fluctuating so much meh? But then again, it may be a good thing too, whole life my menses cycle has been haywire coz my body is dominated with male hormones but with the current female hormones in my body, it may juz balance up and I can lead a normal life in future?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were made to wear the mask coz we juz went to Taiwan, we are more than willing to cooperate even though I have zero symptoms. *Touchwood* Basically we wore the N95 mask at the airport and on board the plane coz I kiasi so I'm not that worried abt H1N1. But I find the staff there quite dumb leh, I no flu, fever nor cough wear mask and the uncle sitting beside me at my gynae's clinic with the wife coughing away no need to wear?!?!?! Please leh, protection goes both ways leh, the hospital oso need to protect me from those sick people one ma!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby is doing well, she's sleeping when we did the scan, our darling seems to enjoy sleeping in late like mummy n daddy. Haha. Heartbeat, size and waterbag all normal. Our girl is growing according to schedule. My gynae said "Well done!" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But from the scan, baby girl seems to have gotten abit fat again. Hahahahahaha. Muz be I overeat in Taiwan. Keke. Opps ... greedy mummy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My gynae asked me if I wan to do 3D or 4D scan, I muz say I'm really tempted leh. But hubby was saying no need to waste this kinda $$ coz its not for any medical purpose. So I was tinking if I shld juz pay for it myself to keep for my girl to see in future, 3D is $185 without CD and 4D is $250 with CD. Shld I spend this $$?? Any suggestions gals? Anyone did it before??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes, I put on 5kg liao ... hiakz ... I can really feel the fats!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;N my constipation is finally cured. Seems like I can only poo on SG's toilet seat. So much so that I literally lao sai today and poor hubby had to keep on waiting for me outside the public toilets coz we went to TPY for lunch after the check up.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4089834572809643123-8780166136212896442?l=momoko-itsmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momoko-itsmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/8780166136212896442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4089834572809643123&amp;postID=8780166136212896442' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4089834572809643123/posts/default/8780166136212896442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4089834572809643123/posts/default/8780166136212896442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momoko-itsmylife.blogspot.com/2009/06/baby-scan.html' title='Baby Scan'/><author><name>Momoko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14043662463252559903</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4089834572809643123.post-2373257547796530248</id><published>2009-06-22T22:40:00.016+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-23T02:50:19.669+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Taiwan Trip</title><content type='html'>Like wat Eileen has warned me, its a tiring trip. Despite my efforts to walk less and rest more, I realised that I can't achieve that at all times coz some of the places that I went has no places to sit down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 1 in Taipei, we first go to the hotel to check in before the journey starts. Good grief!!! 4 stars hotel and the room I gotten is even smaller than our Hotel 81 rooms. *Fainted* Tink me n hubby suay, kena the smaller room!!! Facing expressway one somemore so its so farking noisy till tt nite, I had a restless night! Only good thing abt this hotel is that its situated juz beside Xi Men Ding. Now I understand why the itinery never says we are going Xi Men Ding, hahahaha, coz itz juz within walking distance and can juz go OTOT.&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AB9AucMxLY4/Sj-Z82ivpOI/AAAAAAAAA5E/-SEaSIUiELQ/s320/Riverview.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350164153051882722" /&gt;After dropping off the luggage, the tour guide brought us to our next stop, Modern Toilet Resturant at Xi Men Ding area. The way they decor the food was really "disgusting" and it really din taste too fantastic, I din have much coz the chicken taste really stale! We had fun taking funny pictures instead of enjoying the food. I went to have the Ah Zhong Mian Xian and bubble tea off the streets instead to fill my stomach. Yummy and cheap!&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AB9AucMxLY4/Sj-bT_hknZI/AAAAAAAAA5M/j8t2raK_yVI/s320/Xi+Men+Ding+Food.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350165650111503762" /&gt; We quickly finish up and went shopping with our friends instead. OMG! The clothes are so expensive there. Few pieces of clothes already cost me more than SGD$500. The shoes are cheap though and I even got a princess looking pair of slippers. Wanted to get those killer heels but gave up the idea coz I dun tink I'll get a chance to wear them for the next couple of years. Hubby got me my fave Anna Sui, a card holder this time. Can't get my Majolica though coz the items that I wan is out of stock. We even walked to Xiaozhu's shop at Kaifeng St but din manage to get anything there. But Hubby got a nice pair of sandals and a T-shirt from the other shops near there. &lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AB9AucMxLY4/Sj-cpzAfntI/AAAAAAAAA5U/0iSRpvGk_9A/s320/first+day+loots.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350167124220288722" /&gt; Day 2, set off at 9am to Yilan, as I mention earlier, I couldn't sleep the previous night. So slept throughout my journey to our next destination. Hahahahaha. First stop, Chiang Kai Shek Museum, learnt more abt the history of Taiwan, found it rather interesting. Hubby was shocked that I actually knew who his wife was. Diaoz, of coz I know the Soong sisters la, such important people of China history leh. After that, we went to Yehliu, see the strange stones and craters. Farking hot till I nearly melted in the sun!!! Then to Jiufen, erm ... I too busy finding food for myself and buy nice titbits back for daddy and mummy that I forgot to take pixs of the place. Keke. Hubby got me the Ah Li San Longans so that I can eat during my confinement. I had Lu Wei Fan, Fishball Soup and Yam Balls Deserts. &lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AB9AucMxLY4/Sj-fV7yiWPI/AAAAAAAAA5c/qJvkk5fF82M/s320/yeliu.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350170081515165938" /&gt; Last stop of the day is the Hot Spring. Hubby purposely topped up NT$300 to let me have a nice room that has a nice tub in the room so that I can soak my feet coz I cannot go to the common hot spring. I like the room so much!!! Looks juz like the room I see in the taiwanese dramas. So shiok!! Had a nice bath and dinner, then went for a short walk and bought nice facial masks on the way. Then his friends brought us to the open fields nearby and we play with fireworks!!! WEEEEEEEEEE!!! First time I get to play with fireworks man!!! Finish playing, hubby went off to gamble with his friends while I went off to soak my feet and rest in my own room after a while. &lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AB9AucMxLY4/Sj-hDha6y0I/AAAAAAAAA5k/UmlWu8tZGTo/s320/Hot+Spring.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350171964222393154" /&gt; Day 3, first stop, Chiang Kai Shek old residence. Hmmm ... the rose garden looks like its in need of better maintenance. Then, we had lunch at the Wu Jiao Chan Ting, the decor of the place really filled me with awe!!!&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AB9AucMxLY4/Sj-2wBBXX4I/AAAAAAAAA6M/_f-lenvu58I/s320/5+jiao+chan+ting.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350195818363576194" /&gt; After lunch, go to the Mao Gong Zhu Shop, upon hearing that royal jelly is good for the brain and the deer placenta is good for pregnant mummy to consume during pregnancy and confinement, especially good for pple with asthma history like me, he bought them for me even though it cost NT$55,000 in total. My eyes nearly popped out when he signed off the slip. Next to the titbit shop where I bought Green Bean Cake and Honey Cheese Cake, which I grab again of coz, I'm forever hungry recently. &lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AB9AucMxLY4/Sj-tXnax7kI/AAAAAAAAA50/fFZFl9aPfTo/s320/tonics.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350185503569342018" /&gt; Then, off to Danshui Yu Ren Ma Tou. Another super hot day, I can feel even feel the fuzz on my calf burning! Walk walk walk again. Hiakz ... feet so tired. N most importantly, no nice food!!!! The bridge was nice but the blazing sun spoilt my viewing mood. Then to Danshui Old Street, made hubby take picture with the gorilla statue. Keke. I ask him to squeeze the gorilla nipples for me to take pix but he refused to. Humpf! &lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AB9AucMxLY4/Sj-lueTAg2I/AAAAAAAAA5s/e7knSazk0lU/s320/Danshui.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350177100164793186" /&gt; Next to Shilin Night Market, had the yummy Chicken Chop that Eileen recommended me and satisfied my craving for the famous Taiwanese O Ar Jian!!! I din take the oyster one though, I had the prawns version instead. Erm, again coz I too greedy, I forgot to take pix. Hahahahahaha. After that, went to do a spot of shopping and bought some nice empire cut dresses again. &lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AB9AucMxLY4/Sj-tmQUKZ4I/AAAAAAAAA58/2F7wIDkWWzc/s320/3rd+day+loots.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350185755065608066" /&gt; Decided to go back hotel and rest against carry on shopping with his frens. My bb girl needs rest. Heng this time round, the room we gotten was bigger. I happily packed my stuff while hubby had a bath. Wanted to sleep early but we ended up walking to Xi Men Ding afterall coz hungry, went to eat mian xian and bbq corn! I wanted to go find Porter bag but too tired to walk too much but he simply refused to let me go anywhere on my own coz he scare pple bang into me. Hubby went to gamble with his friends again after bringing me to find food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 4, went to the National Museum, saw many interesting artifacts from China History, my fave was the Jade Cabbage. Then to the Hello Kitty shop, hubby buy stuff for his baby girl, I was not allowed to buy wat I wan coz he said I got alot of Hello Kitty stuff liao. In the end, after much bargaining with him with the help of all his friends, he only let me one small Little Twin Stars Pouch. SOB!!! Next to the Tienlu Handicraft Center, the person analyse our name and DOB and told us lots of good things but recommended us to take a Tienlu each to make it better. As my life is good, I din really tot of getting one coz I'm not greedy. Again, the moment I turn my back to go out to carass the Tienlu outside first, my hubby bought the jade Tienlu pendant for me upon hearing that it can protect me and bb. He got himself one too. *Fainted* Another NT$21776 flew off again!!! I realised that he may be a lousy husband but seems like he might be a good daddy, bb still in my tummy he already keep tinking of things for his girl. Then to Leeco Fashion Outlet, nothing to buy there for me coz I dun like passe branded goods. Keke. Last stop of the day, Wu Fen Pu Wholesales Market and Raohe Night Market. I got lotsa nice dresses again. Hmmm ... dun understand y my mother-in-law say the size too "small" so she din manage to get maternity clothes for me when she went there. Coz obviously I got like alot? Nvm, maybe she old fashion duno empire cuts can be worn as maternity clothes and she failed to realised that I'm not as "fat" as she tinks. &lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AB9AucMxLY4/Sj-0bOQn-eI/AAAAAAAAA6E/h9vmGEcaUac/s320/Day4.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350193262116731362" /&gt; Had yummy steamboat at Raohe before going back to the hotel, Sam's wife treated me to one Fuzhou Bing upon learning that I din managed to get one. As this is the last night in Taiwan, I decided to go try my luck and look for Porter bag coz I wanted a nice big one to put bb items in the near future and I wanted to eat the Chong Zua Bing bery bery much. Since I cannot do any massage, they called Ah Hee to accompany me while he went for foot massage with 2 other friends, coz short of one person to start their gambling session. LOL. But throughout the whole 1 hour plus, he keep calling me on the mobile to check on me, aiyo, macham I such a big person will get lost meh? Poor Ah Hee accompany me to walk to so many places to find but juz cannot find wor. Till the shops all close liao so we got no choice but to go back. Well, at least I got to satisfy our craving. We bumped into my hubby who had juz finish his massage and was rushing over to find me. We went back together to the hotel and sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 5, last day in Taiwan, its free and easy all the way till 3pm to the airport for our flight back. Did some last minute shopping. Ah Hee found the Porter bag that I wanted but he din have my number to call me, hiakz ... wat a waste, I guess its juz fated I can't get Porter. But I got a another nice bag though. Keke. Please note this is NOT a Burberry. Only after paying then the girl told me I made a good choice coz this is "AAA" Burberry bag. I was like "HUH? Shit, I dun go for imitations one leh." All I like was the checker prints and I dun find that the bag looks like Burberry tt's y I bought it wor .... hiakz .... At the airport, Hubby told me to use up the NT coz he dun wan to keep, so I got myself a small Coach wristlet. Keke. Cheaper than buying in SG leh!!! Yipeee! Lastly, got myself the new DKNY Apple Blossoms and another bottle of my Forever Dior. &lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AB9AucMxLY4/Sj_QbrjOYEI/AAAAAAAAA6U/f_6WOQ87RyY/s320/Last+min.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350224056304951362" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I din enjoy my flight back though, many turbulance till I was so afraid that I refused to get up to go pee even though I was quite urgent. I muz thank Guanyin Niang Niang for protecting me and let me and bb girl be safe and sound.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4089834572809643123-2373257547796530248?l=momoko-itsmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momoko-itsmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/2373257547796530248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4089834572809643123&amp;postID=2373257547796530248' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4089834572809643123/posts/default/2373257547796530248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4089834572809643123/posts/default/2373257547796530248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momoko-itsmylife.blogspot.com/2009/06/taiwan-trip.html' title='Taiwan Trip'/><author><name>Momoko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14043662463252559903</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AB9AucMxLY4/Sj-Z82ivpOI/AAAAAAAAA5E/-SEaSIUiELQ/s72-c/Riverview.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4089834572809643123.post-6065463957312427032</id><published>2009-06-14T19:13:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-14T19:58:39.402+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dun worry, I will take care of myself!</title><content type='html'>I know many friends around me are worried about my trip to Taiwan and all of you meant well. I really do appreciate the concern, I really really do. But since my hubby is a wimp who is not able to break his "promise" to his friends and we are too cheapo to forgo the $2,200. I oso dun wish to quarrel with him over this, I have already said my piece and asked till saliva oso dry on whether can cancel or postpone liao but the answer that we get back from the friend is always NO NO NO. We have tried our very best and there's nothing more we can do about it liao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, since my gynae and chinese physician has gave us the booster that we need as in my health is in good condition and bb is safe, healthy and stable, so I shall juz keep this positive mindset. If I feel negative, scared and worried, bb will sense it and feel even more stress. N our girl seems to wan to go for this trip coz whenever we talk abt this thingy, she start having excited movements. So lets juz keep this happy mood, I'm already trying very hard not to keep thinking of wat happen the last time so dun make me think abt it k. I juz wan to keep happy tots coz I have been feeling rather happy thruout this pregancy even though I also have quite a number of worries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Taiwan rather similar to sg rite, so not much change in environment ba. I even bought a maternity swimsuit so that I can go dip my feet at the hot spring, yes, juz the feet. N hubby got me the the anti-slip Birkies Alpro sandals to keep me comfortable, we both also decided not to walk too much and juz take this trip like a relaxation trip since I dun have anything much I wan to buy also. The most too tired juz sit in coach or at some cafe to rest, boring but nevermind, I know my priorities. Actually I juz wan to eat la!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall go Guanyin temple to pray for our safety tml. I believe Guanyin Niang Niang will watch over me and my girlgirl.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4089834572809643123-6065463957312427032?l=momoko-itsmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momoko-itsmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/6065463957312427032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4089834572809643123&amp;postID=6065463957312427032' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4089834572809643123/posts/default/6065463957312427032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4089834572809643123/posts/default/6065463957312427032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momoko-itsmylife.blogspot.com/2009/06/dun-worry-i-will-take-care-of-myself.html' title='Dun worry, I will take care of myself!'/><author><name>Momoko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14043662463252559903</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4089834572809643123.post-3627547449109388267</id><published>2009-06-11T16:30:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-11T17:48:29.242+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm having a princess!!!!</title><content type='html'>OK. The news that everyone is waiting for &gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I'm having a baby girl!!!&lt;/span&gt; Happy for me???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tot I'll be disappointed but seems like when I look at my darling's view from the screen, I duno wat is disappointment. I can only see my beautiful daughter staring back at me. N my darling girl got my chubby cheeks. The detailed scan shows everything normal which is bery good news. Hahahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daddy was at first a tiny bit disappointed but he recovered real fast, he says no matter boy or girl, he will love all the same coz its our child.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My bb girl is so cute today somemore, she was very active during the scan coz I told her last nite that mummy is going to see her today and asked her to be awake for the scan. She really understood wat I said wor, the scan was done in a breeze. Then juz as the detail scan completed, we saw our girl rub her eyes go to sleep liao. Like macham finish performance, tired liao muz nap. SO TOOT!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See, Cherie, I told you I lub ur sweetie rite. Muz be look at sweetie too much, so I have a princess too!!! Hahahahaha. Okie, muz be abit thickskinned here liao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Dear Cherie, can I have some old clothes that you dun wan for my bb??? Eileen told me wear other bb's old clothes my bb will be more guai. Can???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;So sad cannot kop frm Eileen and Wendy liao coz theirs are boy boy. Else I no need buy baby clothes liao. Hehehehehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes, my gynae says I passed safety zone so no need to worry too much, juz relax myself and gave me the green light to go for the Taiwan trip on the 17th - 21th that I did not managed to cancel. Juz dun walk too much will do. The most important thing is to keep my mood happy!!! So I shall juz keep finding places to rest ba. N yeap, hubby went to buy one box of the 3m masks which cost us $60!!! And my boss bought hand sanitizers for me. I feel so pampered. Keke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4089834572809643123-3627547449109388267?l=momoko-itsmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momoko-itsmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/3627547449109388267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4089834572809643123&amp;postID=3627547449109388267' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4089834572809643123/posts/default/3627547449109388267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4089834572809643123/posts/default/3627547449109388267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momoko-itsmylife.blogspot.com/2009/06/im-having-princess.html' title='I&apos;m having a princess!!!!'/><author><name>Momoko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14043662463252559903</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4089834572809643123.post-4099683611362144906</id><published>2009-06-08T12:47:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-08T12:54:20.750+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tired and Lethargic and Angry</title><content type='html'>Recently, I keep kicking off my blanket. Duh~! I nva had this habit b4. N end up I wake up sneezing and sneezing then so hard to get back to sleep again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel so tired!!! Insomia combine with sneezing fits isn't nice at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, so lethargic to do anything at all!!! My mouse ready for collection today at Sony Wisma but I totally no mood to make the effort to go down to collect at all. WTH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last nite I ask my hubby, "R u treating me so well now juz because I'm pregnant?" and he say "Yah, ar bo?". So I asked, "Then after giving birth leh?" and he said "Then treat baby good lor." I went like "Huh??? Then me leh?" He said "You ar, no need to care liao lor." ARGHHHHHHHHH, ANGRY!!! So I'm juz a baby factory???&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4089834572809643123-4099683611362144906?l=momoko-itsmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momoko-itsmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/4099683611362144906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4089834572809643123&amp;postID=4099683611362144906' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4089834572809643123/posts/default/4099683611362144906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4089834572809643123/posts/default/4099683611362144906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momoko-itsmylife.blogspot.com/2009/06/tired-and-lethargic.html' title='Tired and Lethargic and Angry'/><author><name>Momoko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14043662463252559903</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4089834572809643123.post-1188297145588425787</id><published>2009-06-04T15:52:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T18:28:37.286+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm turning into a hopeless sotong!</title><content type='html'>This morning I went for my daptone again at the gynae. The new nurse called me by my chinese name thrice and I did not respond. Until she called me by my english name then I realised she was calling me. Good grief, I really forgotten my own name and was even thinking why does that name sounds so familar. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good news is that bb's heartbeat was even stronger and louder this time. I can hear the fast drumming sound very clearly this time. Both me and hubby were so happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, went to Isetan to go help Eileen get her stuff and some of my own stuff. First stop, I go to Biotherm counter first, scare I forget how the bottles look like again coz as expected, I forgot to bring the printout of her email home, memory no good is lidat. When I went to the counter, I cannot find any familar looking bottles so had to show the girl the sms, luckily I clever enuff to ask her to sms me coz the chances of me forgetting to bring my handphone is lower. The girl told me the range has been revamped with new ingredients liao so I blurred. Quickly called Eileen and ask her to speak to the girl instead, wait buy wrongly she may juz smack my poor head. Then in my brain I keep reminding myself to get her free gift, I happily forgot to collect her members' points for her until much later. I'm so sorry girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I went to Clarins to get my tonic oil and coz Cecilia is not around, I was quite lost. I can't recall the name of the samples she gave me at all!!! So gotta call my mummy to get Cecilia's mobile number and luckily she picked up despite her being at a roadshow. She patiently informed me on the products name and the quantity that I will need and stopped me from getting other stuff that I do not need at the moment. That's wat I like most abt her, she knows I got bad habit to buy all sorts of things when I dun actually use them so she always stop me.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343411731514457554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AB9AucMxLY4/SiecqMGS_dI/AAAAAAAAA48/Be1NEJd18VA/s320/04062009522.jpg" border="0" /&gt;After cashing for the items, I happily proceed on to go up to level 4 to the Sony customer service counter to get my spoilt red wireless lazer mouse checked in. Lousy made in china mouse, die-d on me juz barely after 6 months! How did Sony products become so sucky??? I trusted this brand so much and its so disappointing. On my way up, I suddenly remember I forgot my free gift from Clarins, had to take escalator back down to go collect it. Even though most of the freebies I cannot use at this point of time but my mummy would luv to have them ma. Was too engrossed trying to remember to pick up Eileen's free gift and forget all abt my own. Collected then took escalator back up to Sony again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After checking in the mouse, we decided to go for lunch at food republic, halfway walking there, I suddenly remember again that I forgot to go to my favourite Anna Sui counter to get my Flight of Fancy. Had to walk all the way back again ... sigh ... went down to basement AGAIN to get my stuff. End up buying an extra blusher and lip gloss as well coz I fell in luv with the free gift which is a nice lil bag that comes with $150 worth of purchase. Terrible me. Well, I managed to hit $145 only coz I really got nothing else to buy liao. My whole dressing table is packed full of Anna Sui products!!! Thankfully this salesgirl very nice, juz gave me the freebies and additional 2 vials of perfume for me to bring on overseas trip. So sweet of her. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343411730110057890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AB9AucMxLY4/SiecqG3djaI/AAAAAAAAA40/eUIJHYgfrC8/s320/04062009520.jpg" border="0" /&gt; I shall go to Isetan Wisma for my beauty products in future coz the sales staff here always seems nicer and friendlier. Anyway Cecilia frm Clarins has been transfered from Scotts to here, and I prefer to be served by her for my Clarins needs. I do appreciate sale staff who cares abt me and stop me from buying junk as compared to those who always try to rip me dry to meet their sales target.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since we already at basement again, Hubby decided we go taka to find food instead and before we step out of Isetan, he even asked me if I have gotten everything that I need and I said yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cannot find anything that he wants to eat at Taka so we decided to go back office area to eat, only when we were about to reach our car then I recalled about Eileen's member's points. Hiakz ... I quickly called her and ask her if she needs me to walk back to go get for her, heng she told me no need. Phew. Else I sure get hammered by hubby for making him walk up and down so many times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh ... I know that some women do become more forgetful as their pregnancy progress but my brain is really deteriorating real bad till I can even lose my short term memory. Simple things like this oso cannot remember. Like wat Eileen said,which I oso kinda agree, I'm already a blur queen b4 I got pregnant, I merely got worse. *faint* &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hiakz. Hopefully, Eileen can go claim back the points some other day with the receipt. Else I feel so guilty ... all my fault being so blur and forgetful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See ... now type halfway the lappy blacked out coz I happily forgot to plug in the charger!!! GENIUS!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4089834572809643123-1188297145588425787?l=momoko-itsmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momoko-itsmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/1188297145588425787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4089834572809643123&amp;postID=1188297145588425787' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4089834572809643123/posts/default/1188297145588425787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4089834572809643123/posts/default/1188297145588425787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momoko-itsmylife.blogspot.com/2009/06/im-turning-into-goldfish.html' title='I&apos;m turning into a hopeless sotong!'/><author><name>Momoko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14043662463252559903</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AB9AucMxLY4/SiecqMGS_dI/AAAAAAAAA48/Be1NEJd18VA/s72-c/04062009522.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4089834572809643123.post-2090226257551127276</id><published>2009-06-04T15:45:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T17:58:39.410+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally got my top and Mochi's birthday.</title><content type='html'>3 Jun 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeap, after all the hoohaa, I finally got my top from Spring Maternity last evening, delivered to my doorstep as promised. I'm satisfied.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, since their service recovery provided is still considered up to standard, I shall continue to patronise this shop for my maternity clothes even if its more expensive than some other brands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 Jun 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is Mochi's 6th birthday, he's really getting old already. But as he ages, his behavior is getting better though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me made him a birthday cake out of pancake and pears but sad to say, Mochi dun seems to like pancakes at all, Koohii was more of the one enjoying it. He gobbled it up in like 30 secs? &lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AB9AucMxLY4/SieaqkALfyI/AAAAAAAAA4s/10L0wNboHW4/s320/02062009508.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343409538907995938" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hubby brought him down for a run coz I'm not able to chase after him anymore. Mochi was really happy but Koohii become a green eye monster, he threw tantrums the moment hubby and Mochi step out of the house. Notti boy!! He has his walks twice a day and yet still so jealous that we bring his korkor down for a walk. Spoilt lil brat!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4089834572809643123-2090226257551127276?l=momoko-itsmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momoko-itsmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/2090226257551127276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4089834572809643123&amp;postID=2090226257551127276' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4089834572809643123/posts/default/2090226257551127276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4089834572809643123/posts/default/2090226257551127276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momoko-itsmylife.blogspot.com/2009/06/finally-got-my-top.html' title='Finally got my top and Mochi&apos;s birthday.'/><author><name>Momoko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14043662463252559903</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AB9AucMxLY4/SieaqkALfyI/AAAAAAAAA4s/10L0wNboHW4/s72-c/02062009508.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4089834572809643123.post-799754757139368404</id><published>2009-05-31T19:31:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T21:13:15.415+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kena flu and agonized by screw up at Spring Maternity!!</title><content type='html'>This time its all thanks to my hubby. He caught the flu bug and spread it to me within 3 hours yesterday. Gosh, feeling so miserable now thanks to the running nose and irritating mucus again! Tis time I scare to even go clinic see doc, worried run into inconsiderate H1N1 patients who dun bother to read or listen to news.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yday went to Suntec Spring Maternity and had a heated debate with the staff there coz they screwed up my reservation totally. I like a top from there which does not come in my size, so the nice malay sales assistant offered to help me either reserve at Vivo branch or transfer the piece over from Vivo branch to Suntec. As my idiotic hubby refused to bring me to Vivo to collect, I requested for transfer. The lady told me they will call me when the stock arrive in a week's time and that was 17 May. I was rather happy about it coz can get the top that I want ma. Good grief, it turn out to be a nitemare.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One week passed and no one called, when someone finally called on I tink this Mon or Wed, the person told me my top that I reserved has arrived and her colleague has tried contacting me a few time but I did not go down to pick it up. I told her "Huh? Since when?? I did not receive any calls or missed calls at all and had been waiting!" I informed her that I will go down to collect this weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was in for one rude shock when I arrived. They cannot find the item at all! I blew my top there and then, first they happily forget to call then they happily do not know where the item went to. To make matter worse, the auntie who was assisting me nearly drove me to my grave with her questions. This following part really made me snapped at her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Auntie: We dun have your reservation here leh, you mean someone from here called you to inform you to collect the item from here?&lt;br /&gt;Me: Yes. (Note that was the 3rd time she asked this and I'm already losing it liao.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Auntie went to check in the very same box for the third time and tell me cannot find. Dumb rite! Check how many times dun have means dun have wat!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: I reserved the item via a malay girl, you have a malay girl working here right?&lt;br /&gt;Auntie: Yes, yes we have.&lt;br /&gt;Me: Yah, I reserved 2 weeks ago and waited till now.&lt;br /&gt;Auntie: The malay girl not very tall one rite?&lt;br /&gt;Me: Yah.&lt;br /&gt;Auntie: She's around your height one rite?&lt;br /&gt;Me: Yes (getting more and more agitated)&lt;br /&gt;Auntie: She got long hair or short hair?&lt;br /&gt;Me: (lost it) HELLO! I'M HERE TO COLLECT MY TOP NOT TO DO SOME FACE RECOGNITION!&lt;br /&gt;Auntie: Ya ya, but I need to know who is it then can check who call you ma. (I already told her I duno who called me so wat does how the malay girl looks like gotta do with who called?!)&lt;br /&gt;Me: HEY! YOU GOT A DUTY ROSTER RITE. I GAVE YOU THE DATES, CAN'T YOU CHECK YOUR OWN ROSTER INSTEAD OF MAKING ME TRY TO REMEMBER FACES HERE!&lt;br /&gt;Auntie: Wait awhile, I go check. (that's like the 4th time she ask me to wait while she check and I have already wasted 1/2 hrs waiting liao)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw Auntie stand there still blur blur looking damn lost ... totally duno wat to do. Phone rang and I think it shld be from Vivo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Auntie: We check but there was no transfer out record at Vivo. But there is a piece in the size that you want on display there, do you want it?&lt;br /&gt;Me: Wat do you mean do I want it? Wat is it doing in Vivo instead of being transfered over here in the first place?&lt;br /&gt;Auntie: You mean you reserve at Vivo and ask them to transfer here har?&lt;br /&gt;Me: Wa lau auntie, if I at Vivo, I duno how to buy it on the spot ar? Reserve and transfer for fuck? Too free ar? (Stop asking me stupid question pls!)&lt;br /&gt;Auntie: Oh oh, so you reserve here and ask them to transfer from Vivo.&lt;br /&gt;Me: YES!! How many times you want me to repeat?&lt;br /&gt;Auntie: N you mean you got a call to ask you to come down to pick up?&lt;br /&gt;Me: YES! ELSE WAT AM I DOING HERE! HOW MANY TIMES YOU WAN ME TO REPEAT MYSELF? (Have I been talking to the wall all this while???)&lt;br /&gt;Auntie: But funny hor ...&lt;br /&gt;Me: I DUN FIND IT FUNNY AT ALL! I'M NOT AMUSED! Can you hurry up please, I'm in a rush!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By there alot of pple staring at wat is the commotion already, typical KPO singaporeans. Hubby kept telling me say dun have leave lor, still stay here for wat, nothing I can do oso. I told him to shut up! Useless guy forever scare of trouble. I told him to wait and see. I'm determined to get wat I deserve. I dun like pple wasting my precious time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Auntie quickly go to the counter to call Vivo branch again. This time, the pple at Vivo finally woke up and found my reservation. But it was still at Vivo!!!! The auntie was shocked to hear that its still there and duno wat to do AGAIN and asked the manager on duty to the phone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, they realised that there was a communication break down. Vivo side reserved the item under my name but did not transfer coz it was not record as transfer. N it was this same duty manager who called me from Vivo branch, but seems like she got no recollection that she called, probably too many customers to call so this is forgivable. When she came over to explain nicely to me, I question her why is the item at Vivo and I had to wait stupidly 2 weeks for the item? She told me she was on leave and the person who was supposed to take over could have overlooked the transfer coz it was not recorded. So I told her nicely too, "Look, I requested for transfer and when I get your call to tell me that the item has arrived, naturally I come to the branch I requested to pick up. I even asked your girl then if I should pay for it first on the day that I make the reservation but she told me no need, wait for the transfer then pay at pick up."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The manager told me, she will request for the transfer again and this time round she will personally follow through. I ask her "Wat! Transfer again, take another week and I have to come down again? Do I look like I'm too free?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She said "The transfer will take one week coz the driver can be arranged only on Mon with our back office. But this time you don't have to come down to collect, we will deliver to you instead." Ok, sincere enough. I ask her if I should juz make payment on the spot now to avoid anymore hiccups. She told me it would be better this way so that I don't have to pay on the day of delivery. Actually, my motive is coz I wanted the receipt as proof of their nonsence la, with the receipt in had, if they screw up again, they will geti it big time from me this time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At point of payment, the duty manager asked the auntie to key in the staff discount of 30% for me as service recovery. I told them "No, I dun need any discount. If not for the fact that I like the top very much, I would not bother to wait so long again." They insisted on giving me the discount and admit that it was fault on their part for their miscommunication. So, I said "Thank you." Paid and leave and pray hard no screw ups again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hubby chide me for scream at the auntie coz she was already trying her best to help. He said I should "Dui shi bu dui ren". I DID! I told him I wun shout at her if she did not agitate me like a broken recorder! N her manager ask her to check the roster as well but she did not and keep asking me to answer her topid irrelevant questions till I'm being driven nuts by her! N the point is the way the auntie speak is like saying I DID NOT MAKE ANY RESERVATIONS AND I'M THE ONE WHO MADE A MISTAKE, that's wat got me so hot! Moreover, I wouldn't have gone to Suntec if not to pick up that top. I'm trying my best to avoid crowded places.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway today juz go Suntec again coz yday, the stupid Spring Maternity wasted so much of my time that I no time to go see the aquarium exhibition. Got ourself a new Eheim External filter system for our tank. The person told us that the filter media all in but we got home and found only the empty filter n sponge inside. *Fainted* I quickly called Qian Hu main line for help and informed them that the filter which I juz bought has all the filter media in the box missing. The person who took my call ask me how much I paid for it and I said the price tag is $750 but we were given some discount at their fair. He reply that this model comes in 2 package and one of them comes without the filter media and the filter media inclusive one is more expensive at $765 so my package should be without the filter media. I asked him, you mean the filter media only cost $15 difference meh, how can that be? No common sense rite, one pack of the filther thingy inside is already more than $50 how can the difference be $15?? Even if I dun work for Qian Hu, common sense oso tells me its impossible. Hiakz .... or did I sound like some cheapo that go for 3rd rated things and cannot afford to pay for their "expensive" package? Pls leh, this filter is necessary for my tank, coz my current Eheim internal filter keeps my water PH yoyo-ing, I wun scrimp on such things and risk killing my fishes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I explained again that the guy who sold this to us at their booth in the fair told that this is the one comes with everything. Tink someone told him that that prices at the aqua fair is different and he quickly realise his mistake and ask me to go to Choa Chu Kang to pick up coz the exhibition closes at 6pm and gave me one week to go pick up. Piang, their mistake and I still gotta meet their deadline ... suay! Hubby was so upset he cannot play with his new "toy" today.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4089834572809643123-799754757139368404?l=momoko-itsmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momoko-itsmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/799754757139368404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4089834572809643123&amp;postID=799754757139368404' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4089834572809643123/posts/default/799754757139368404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4089834572809643123/posts/default/799754757139368404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momoko-itsmylife.blogspot.com/2009/05/kena-flu-and-agonized-by-screw-up-at.html' title='Kena flu and agonized by screw up at Spring Maternity!!'/><author><name>Momoko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14043662463252559903</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4089834572809643123.post-7264985200688274523</id><published>2009-05-31T19:27:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T19:31:39.013+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Movie - Monster vs Aliens</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 146px; height: 218px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AB9AucMxLY4/SiJqO1Typ6I/AAAAAAAAA4k/R0OrunvkAj4/s320/img7876.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341948911075633058" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, lots of luaghter not as funny as I expected it to be. Conclusion, can get vcd to watch instead unless you have kids who are bugging you to bring them for the show.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4089834572809643123-7264985200688274523?l=momoko-itsmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momoko-itsmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/7264985200688274523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4089834572809643123&amp;postID=7264985200688274523' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4089834572809643123/posts/default/7264985200688274523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4089834572809643123/posts/default/7264985200688274523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momoko-itsmylife.blogspot.com/2009/05/movie-monster-vs-aliens.html' title='Movie - Monster vs Aliens'/><author><name>Momoko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14043662463252559903</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AB9AucMxLY4/SiJqO1Typ6I/AAAAAAAAA4k/R0OrunvkAj4/s72-c/img7876.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4089834572809643123.post-9043908616889507519</id><published>2009-05-26T15:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T17:56:01.014+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wonder who's pregnant? Him or me?</title><content type='html'>Throughout this pregnancy, I'm really like the Duracell bunny even with the terrible MS previously and heartburn, I juz dun feel tired and to the extent, I suffer from insomia since 1st trimester. I tink it's my bro YY's fault! He always call me a Duracell bunny and now I really became one! SMACK HIM!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for my hubby, he's getting more and more easily tired as the days goes pass, he's already snoring away when I'm still trying my very best to fall asleep. N coz of his snoring, I'm even more awake!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Appetite wise, he has a huge appetite, eat finish awhile hungry liao ... even more jialat than me!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, he's getting even more forgetful than me. Example last nite, we had hokkien prawn mee for dinner but at supper time, he went to help me packet punggol nasi lemak and he forgot he had that for dinner and bought hokkien mee again. N when I asked him y is he taking the same thing twice in the same day, he blurred and even ask me, "Really meh, I eat hokkien mee for dinner meh? Dun joke leh." *Faint* &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think he really has the symptoms of a pregnant woman, hiakz ... seems like all the symptoms that I'm supposed to have has landed on him instead. Y lidat?!?!?!?!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4089834572809643123-9043908616889507519?l=momoko-itsmylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momoko-itsmylife.blogspot.com/feeds/9043908616889507519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4089834572809643123&amp;postID=9043908616889507519' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4089834572809643123/posts/default/9043908616889507519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4089834572809643123/posts/default/9043908616889507519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momoko-itsmylife.blogspot.com/2009/05/wonder-whos-pregnant-him-or-me.html' title='Wonder who&apos;s pregnant? 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