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29 June 2005

1 month old


Life is easy.

I sleep most of the day. And when I wake up, and get hungry, I’ll just cry, and that mama person, that’s what I call her now, would come and let me suck on her to eat? drink? till my heart’s content. Sometimes, when I wake up all wet and slimy at my bottom, I’ll just cry again and the mama person would come and clean me up.

Life is easyI want to sleep. Write to you later.

13 June 2005

A party for me


Yesterday, I had a party. At least, I think that’s what the papa person calls it. Thousands of people came just so see me. OK, maybe not thousands, maybe hundreds. How do I know how many, I’m just a baby, I can’t count. But I can tell you this, everyone wanted to either touch or carry me in their arms. Who can resist such a Beauty.

I was exhausted at the end of the day. A good rub down by the mama person made it all worth while. Good night everyone.

08 June 2005

The first week


Stop. Poking. Me!

I know I have jaundice. You know I have jaundice. And poking me on my forehead, arms or legs will still tell you that I have jaundice.

And why does that person in white keeps taking my blood sample from my heel everyday? She is so mean. Does she even know how painful it is? Luckily, the person with the familiar face is always around. Or else there will be a lot more crying than the sleeping. I kid you not.

02 June 2005

My Statistics

Age : 3 days old
Gender : Female
Race : Malay
Weight : 2.740 kg
Height : 0.46 m

01 June 2005

One day old

My first blog entry. Where do I start. I was born on 29th May 2005. At exactly, 5.42pm. That was the most traumatic period in my life … well for that first 1 minute or so.

One minute I was resting in cool liquid comfort and BAM! The next, I was surrounded by bright lights, freezing cold and was roughly handled.

I shouted out loud, but only a crying sound came out from my mouth. Then, a blurred figure came to me on my left and sang me a song. What a nice song he sang! And what a nice person to sing for me!

I was manhandled again. I wanted to shout…ok, cry but I found myself in the arms of another person who was soft and warm. Her face looked like me. So I’m keeping quiet … for now.

This is the best day of my life.

Watch out world, I’m here.

Get ready for me!!

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