When tolerance level become zero....

I just caned Caleb on his thigh. Yes, you heard me right. Twice, on the thigh...... Haaaiii....

I am not a maniac mom (well, maybe sometimes) and I would never ever use it if I have a choice but sometimes he leave me with none. You may think that this is not appropriate way in conveying messages to them but I believe using it once awhile is okay provided explanation is given after the caning session letting them understand why cane was used in the first place.

It all started when jk dropped us by the car porch after breakfast and he went straight to work after that. Working on Sunday la, what to do.... So on the way, we met a couple with their daughter holding on to a balloon. Those hard-skin helium balloon with variety cartoon characters and the one that she was holding is Minnie Mouse balloon. There laaaaa.....started saying he want a balloon too.

I said if he wants a balloon, we need to wait for daddy come back from work. Then we go buy balloon lor. Now daddy go working already, no car how to buy?

He just whined and whined and whined to the extend of sitting down on the floor. The more I explained to him, the louder he shouted at me. Wow...tolerance level: 50%

I proceeded in talking nicely to him while he was wailing up and down, clinging and tearing my blouse. I said again that we dont't have a car now, cannot go buy. Later ok? All coming out from his mouth is NO!!, NO!!, NO!!.....getting louder and louder and louder. Tolerance level: 35%

I gave up and walking away from him. He came running to me still yelling balloon! balloon! WTF!! I started getting fed up saying the same old thing over and over again. So, I just ignore him. Aren't they say, ignore is the best treatment? When the lift came, he still tugging on my blouse, didn't want to go in. So I just went in, with him clashing on my blouse. Reached our floor, lift opened up, don't want to go out.....still tugging and still yelling, shouting and laying on the dirty floor........ Tolerance level: 20% (Volcano almost erupted...there and then but still hold it)

I ignore him again and walked toward our unit, unlocking the door. He didn't want to go in. Grrrrrr......... Sitting with dirty shoes outside the walkway. GRRRRRR...... Tolerance level: Almost 0% la
I just pulled him in, took the cane and 'piak'! Totally lose it......'piak'! one more time and I walked away. What's more? Cry loh........

Me? I went in my room, sat down on bed and CRY....... I don't know why. Each time I got angry, I will cry. Blame it on the hormones. Yes, definitely the hormones.....

So, one crying was outside and another crying inside..... Sigh.....what a day.

Poisoning the baby

*Backdated-post*

Hahaha...no need kan cheong... I'm not drinking dettol for god-sake.

We were having McD breakfast the other day and it was uh la la soooo nice. I like their Chicken Muffin the most and ordered it each time when I'm there. I know, it might not be the most nutritious thing to shove down your throat at this preggy period but I just can't help it la.

We ordered a family set with one big breakfast, 2 pieces of hotcakes, 2 hash browns, 1 Chicken Muffin and 2 cups of coffee.

My fair share of Chicken Muffin and a cup of coffee.

Caleb having his hot cakes with a lil bit of maple syrup.....

I'm so gonna have this breakfast again.... :)

At 22 weeks....

At 22 weeks and I'm as big as a baby whale. Oh.....not a mother whale yet, but soon I guess. Sighh.....officially from day 1 of my pregnancy until now, I've already gained 9kg of weight. Yes, you heard me right. I got another half way to go and I've already gained so much. How about the rest of it? I don't even dare to think about it. *shudder, shudder*

Lil bun growing happily and healthily in the oven. So happy that he keep on boxing and kicking me everyday. Sometimes, he aimed for the bladder and when that happened, I have a sudden urge to pee even I've just peed 5 minutes ago.

We went for monthly check up just now and my Obs confirmed with me again on how I choose to have my delivery. And one more time I told him I'll go for C-sect no matter what. "Even when everything is ok? I mean like no high-blood pressure, baby's weight is ok, head circumference is just nice, bla, bla, bla?"

I smiled and nodded.

I mean why go through all the agony again? When I was with Caleb, I wanted to go for natural birth. Yes la, everybody want to experience it once in a lifetime (for mother-to-be la) but then the pain is really really can ripped you into 2 parts. And the thing is, after going through excruciating pain, my dilation was still remained close shut, zero cm, nothing.... yilek..... Ending up, Caleb decided to poo inside me and straight away go for Emergency C-sect already.

So, for now, C-sect is for me. I heard some people said, if the first time it didn't open, for your rest of your life you can kiss bye-bye to it as it won't open up anymore. Is it true? I don't know if it true. Anyway, if you ask me, I'm don't have the courage to undergo such tremendous pain anymore, thank you very much.

Pork noodle for tea-time

Jk called me after he finished his work at around 2:30pm. Asking me if I want to tapau anything or not. More like a tea-time.
He was shocked when I told him I wanted to eat soupy beehoon with a lot of fishballs and fishcakes. Hehehe......

Jk: "What? Noodles? At this hour? Which shop open at this hour?"

Me: "Got one. To try find those hawker food centre. Must have one. Go find la.."

Jk: "Why on earth you want to eat noodles at this hour? Beehoon some more...." (I hate beehoon normally, especially in soup base)

Me: "Do you think I have explanation for this?"

Jk: "........ok"

*one of my sudden craving*

He bought me pork noodle instead........Not very nice, with no fishballs and fishcakes, but still can satisfied my craving.

When I was small and Christmas trees were tall....

I rummaged through Caleb's photo album since yesterday and I found some of his pictures that quite hilarious. Didn't have the chance to blog everyone of them, so I thought why don't I just dump it all here :)

Time is precious :) (or I'm just plain lazy :))

1. The first time we 'botak'ed him back when he was 2 months old. (Shaolin Kungfu Master's look)

@ 2 months old

2. Fuwahhh...I'm damn angry because my mami dont want to feed me my favourite cookie, just because of what? I don't have enough teeth to chew? Put your finger in mouth, I DARE YOU....

@ 1 year old

3. I'm safe and sound here. My secret hiding place....

@ 1 year 4 months old

4. I told ya, my safely hiding place. Likey.. :)

@ 1 year 9 months old

5. Sometimes I propped  it up and ride in it. Hah! Talking about convenient, eh?

@ 1 year 7 months old

6. This is more like it...Vrooooommm, vrooooommm....

@ 1 year 7 months old

7. You see, with chair, I can fully entertain myself. Get one for yourself TODAY :)
"Uhhhh...what's that down there?"

@ 1 year 7 months old

8. Of course, accident do happen. Yelling does helps, most of the time.

@ 1 year 4 months old

9. What are you thinking mom? A princess ballet dancer? Oh pulezzz......

@ 10 months old

10. When you ask me "how does a bee sounds like?" You gonna expect I'm showing you this face. Buuzzzzz!

@ 1 year 5 months old

11. Like a gangster, I like to put my leg up when I'm eating. After the umpteen time I got scolding from dadi, now I'm just putting up my leg on chair when I'm eating. You know, like 'ah pek' style :)

@ 1 year 4 months old

12. Or you like it if I'm ending up like this? The choice is yours... *evil laugh away*

@ 1 year 10 months old

13. Can't wait. Ngap! Ngap! Ngap!

@ 1 year 9 months old

14. I have weird sleeping styles. Sometimes, I sleep like this.....

@ 1 year 4 months old

15. Or like this.....

@ 1 year 9 months old

16. Or like this if I had too much work to do....

@ 2 years old

So, are you puking with my endless pictures yet? Blame it on my mom, ok? I told her not to already...

Here's more to come....

17. Peek-a-boo!!

@ 1 year 8 months

18. I swear my mom made me wear this blouse.....

@ 1 year 6 months old

19. Poor Thomas..... This explained why Thomas cracked at the butt. Opppsie ....

@ 1 years 9 months old

20. Getting ready to work. Pekerjaan: Penoreh getah (rubber tapper)

@ 2 years 1 months old

21. Awwww...... I look so cute when I'm wearing hat. Agree? Agree? *wink, wink*

@ 2 years old

22. Mami always said: Better start young. By now, I can recognise 40 over words. (*Beaming with pride*)

@ 2 years 2 months old

23. Last one, I shall finish it off with my 'monsterous act'......... You not gonna like it!

@ 2 years old

See, I told you so.......LOLz....

Cuti-cuti Malaysia to Port Dickson & Malacca

We just came back from our short trip to Port Dickson and Malacca last week and yes, I enjoyed it but the driver been grumbling from time to time. He hates driving, especially the North-South Highway. He claimed it made him drowsy or something like after he drank a half pint of beer. (p/s: he can't drink, even a chick hen drink better than him, wakaka. Ok, joke aside)

Anyway, we started off our journey to PD first, stayed in Avillion Admiral Cove (yes, it's great!) for a night and moved to Malacca afterward, stayed in Malacca for another night and back to kl. Jk said it's my cuti-cuti Malaysia, not his. He is only a driver and a banker....lols

I bought a voucher from Living Socials site last month when they have this irresistible deal for a Superior Room for 2 including a buffet dinner and a breakfast only for RM208. BUFFET DINNER and BREAKFAST for 2 larrrr.....and with Caleb, let's make that 3. This little rascal can eat, no joke.

But when I emailed them for reservation, they told me Superior Room were fully taken, wtf right? but they have this Premium and Studio room available, just that we need to top up another RM30/RM50. So, no choice lar, upgrade also upgrade la. Pay lor.... On the second thought, maybe this is one their tactic. Oh....con man, they are everywhere. Chish!!

Every complaint I had in mind vanished when I stepped into the room. It was a huge, clean and nice, a king-sized soft and comfy bed, elegant working place, a day bed with big pillows (but I dont dare to touch them la, god knows when the last time they got washed and changed. ahemmm), a washing basin in the room........

The bathroom was equally nice, with rain effect shower head. Isn't that's what you always hope for a good shower? I know I am :)

Time for picture posing....before the room get whacked down. :)

The color of his sleeveless shirt blends in so well... ^.^

Next, we walked around in the vicinity of the hotel....

First up, marina view which a lot of yatchs and boats docking. Some for sale, very cheap SGD500k only :) Peanuts right? *grin*

Pheeeuiiiit!! What a pose. *Pls ignore the fat lady beside*

(Notice the weather out there? So hot, it can kill, man! No joke.)

My, oh my magic crystal rock ball, tell me what would I be in future....

Petting farm with 2 cocks cockerels, 1 hen and a few of bouncing rabbits and ta-da! a petting farm.

Pathetic.....

Luckily his only interest is the pool. Ok, off to the pool we go!! (after applied tonnes of sunblock all over)

Heading to the pool...

Caleb is having sooooooo much fun.

That night we had dinner at Trader's Food Shop. The buffet itself was quite decent. Not much variety and taste wise, just so-so. But I managed to have 4-5 rounds of food. Hahaha.....When you have nothing to do, all that you thinking of is just food, basically.

We slept at 10pm that night. A very good night sleep. Thanks to the fluffy, comfy King-sized bed, although Caleb's flying kicks us a few time.

The next morning, we woke up at 7:30am. Hahaha...it's our daily waking up time btw. So, after dilly dally ding dong ding dong, we went for their breakfast at around 8:30am. So early but we couldn't a vacant table in the restaurant. So, we chooses a seat outside, facing the sea. Not bad, just that the damn flies were really irritating.  

Not so much of selection for the breakfast too but dont be choosy and still it can filled you up. I took a few pieces of toasted breads, some fried meehoon, yucky sausages (I have no idea why on earth they have such tasteless sausages), egg omelette and some fruits. Oh and some cereals for Caleb to munch on.

After breakfast, we just walked around again. At first we planned to bring him to the beach and play sand, built some sandcastle, scoop sea water. Afterall, that was the initial plan of bringing him to PD. But this fella is so obsessed with the pool (too syiok already yesterday), he didnt want to go to the beach. Sighh.....

So we went to the swimming pool for one last time again.

Before that, I need to make him poo first. But no potty, how ar? Mmm.....so, put on a thinking hat and look around. Aha! Pillow....big pillowsss. Hehehehe.......and I turned it into Caleb's poo-ing wonderland!

Good idea...... :D

We checked out from the hotel and began our journey to another destination. Malacca, here we come!

(to be continue....)