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Age : 7 months and 2 days old Gender : Female Race : Malay Weight : 7.10 kg Height : 0.67 m

7 months old

I'm 7 months old today. The past month had been a fruitful month for me. Well, I’ve learnt a lot of things, picked up a lot more skills and my growth is developing nicely. To list all of them down would be tedious so I’ll just highlight a few achievements which my parents and I are proud of. First on the list would be my baby teeth. Although they cause bodily harm to my mama (… think about it) hihihihihi …, she’s still proud of them though. Then, there’s the standing on my own, yes you heard me, that’s without support. You don’t believe me? Then take a look at the photo evidence. This was taken 3 days ago. Hehehehe … and all that for 8 seconds. A new record for me. And if I’m leaning against a wall, then you better go get some coffee because my timing would be a whole 2½ minutes. What can I say; my balance is getting better and better. Mama said that she hope that I can beat Along’s time for the earliest baby to walk category in my family. Along did his when he was 9 months old. I’ll see that the record will crumble and no one else will beat the new one … ever. Hihihihi … the ego is back. The other skill that my parents are proud of is my crawling. Oh yes, now I can crawl everywhere, effortlessly. Ok … ok, I do get tired and it does take a lot of effort. Papa calls me Ilya the Explorer. And I think I know why. Hehehehehe … …. Mama asked me to put this clause in; “No Baby was hurt while making this photograph” So there you have it, the top 3 skills/growth that my parents and I are proud of.

1000 Hits

Whoa … 1000 hits. I feel faint. But before I do, here’s some words of baby wisdom. “I am not a perfectionist. My parents were, though.”

Going down

My cot has been lowered. Wahhhh!!! ... It’s because I showed papa that I could stand up whilst holding the edge when the cot was at a higher level. What can I do? I'm a show-off. Papa who was watching closely, called mama over to see the skill I've just picked up. They discussed with themselves and down went the cot. The next time I was placed inside, I saw the edge to be taller than a coconut tree and tiny little me in the middle of a cage. The first few times, mama set me inside the cot I was okay, but recently I felt lonely deep inside there. Because it was so low, I couldn't see anyone. So to show my displeasure, I cried to taken out of there. I hope that sent a message to my parents on how uncomfortable I was in the newly arranged cot.

First word?

I have to tell you this story before it slips my mind. It was so funny but I’ve created a dispute between mama and papa. It’s about whether I uttered my first ‘legitimate’ intelligible word. I was in a crying fit; mama was too slow in making my lunch. So there I was bawling and saying all kinds of stuff, trying to hasten mama. When, suddenly papa went into a state of frenzy when he heard me said something like ‘baba’. Papa was adamant that my first word was his name. He went crazy with that notion and teased mama on my allegiance. But mama vehemently denies that I said ‘baba’. And that my first words would be to call mama. It went on and on, with papa dancing a jig and mama trying to stop the jiggy. What a funny sight. My defence? Beats me, I was crying so much I don’t know what I said.

Day 4 evening

We finally reached the island at 10:00pm. We were home an hour later after brushing through customs and a cab ride. Home Sweet Home. And that’s the end of my KL getaway. It took 4 long write-ups but it was worth it. Now with that done, I can get on with the daily things that are more newsworthy, like my first words or my first steps or my first being first.

Day 4 afternoon

The journey home was by train. Papa said it has been a long time he had been on a train and it would be a good experience for bro and sis too. We took the 2:30pm express train to good old Singapore. And like the bus journey before, I found it COLD and BORING. It was super long too. I think if papa brings up the idea again to take trains, I will protest loudly. At least, my bro and sis had something to do to past the time. Me? I think I slept most of the way. And when sleep doesn’t take me, papa had to keep me busy by making me play with a plastic balloon he made.

Homeward bound: Day 4 morning

That day was our last day in KL. Mama was busy repacking everything. From the clothes we brought here to the new clothes we’re taking home. The shopping trip was a success, mama declared. Everyone has at least 1 new pair of clothes. But the bigger stuff that mama bought, made mama happiest most. See for yourselves. 2 handbags and a trolley bag.

Newsflash!!

Sound the horns. Bang the drums. Call the reporters. Tell everyone you meet. I have teeth. I’ve been sick and losing my appetite these past few days. My favourite brown rice and anchovies tasted flat. My morning cereal tasted stale. I would cry when the biscuits were put in my mouth. And now I know why. I’ve sprouted teeth. No, it’s not the Bugs Bunny-sized tooth. Come on, you know better than that. They are there. I can feel it when my gums grate on each other and it hurts. That’s why I dread eating now. I think… hold on let me run my tongue on them … there’s 2 below and maybe 1 above. I‘ll post a photo of my pearly whites when they are more noticeable. And if you meet me, let me have a bite of you so that you can feel my “chompers”. Hehehehehe …

Day 3 evening

We decided to head back early for 3 reasons. First, we were tired, second, we were tired and third, mama wanted to go to Petaling Street again. Along the way, I think I fell asleep yet again and found myself on the bed in our hotel room. Yet, another Kodak moment. I think papa is just wasting memory space by taking pictures of me sleeping. Thus ends another shopping day.

Day 3 afternoon

After switching trains at KL Central, we arrived at Mid-Valley mega-mall. I have to say that the place was huge. It was bigger than bigger. From one end of the mall, I couldn’t see the other end. They had a holiday season decoration put up everywhere. And like tourist that we are, we just had to capture the moment. Where am I, you asked? Here I am. The place was so big that I managed to grab a few winks here and there. Here’s another Kodak moment.

Kuala Lumpur: Day 3 morning

After a much needed and well rested sleep, we were eager to start the day. Mama said we’ll be going to a new shopping mall which she had been dying to go. It’s called the Mid-Valley mega-mall. She said it was bigger than Berjaya Times. I scoffed at that, nothing can be bigger than the Times. Impossible. I had scrambled eggs and porridge during breakfast so mama’s not giving me my usual meal in the morning. I got myself ready and even had time for a little photo shoot. As always, bro and sis would get prepared early so that they can play on their game thingy. And of course, a good round of game watching over my sister’s shoulder before the start of the day always gets me going.

900 Hits

People! People! Listen up. “It's easier to get forgiveness than permission.”

Grandpa Din is sick

I went to see Tok Din yesterday. I felt sad that he had to lie down all day and is unable to play with me. He had a boo-boo on one of his toe and the doctors had to operate on it. I hope he gets well soon. No one should stay in a hospital. It’s just not right.

Day 2 evening

We returned to the hotel at about 6:30pm and I overheard mama planning with Obe’ Zai that they wanted to go down to Petaling Street that night. Oh no! … How I dreaded going down there, with the noise, people and the jostling. But it was good news after that; papa and mama had made a deal with Obe’ Zai that they would take turns babysitting us and their children. Yay … I’ll second that idea. So when I was placed in Obe’ Zai’s care, I showed her the skills which I have picked up these past 6 months. I showed her the crawl, the sit … basically I pull out all stops and charmed her socks off. Fayyadh who was already doing his signature Tarzan routine wanted to play with me but was closely kept watched by Obe’ Noh. My parents came later and all the kids moved in into our hotel room. The second night, I slept better. Thank God for that.

Day 2 afternoon

Papa said today we are going to Berjaya Times and then later to the Sungai Wang area. Berjaya Times was big … err maybe bigger than big. They actually put an amusement park inside the building. How cool was that? But we didn’t go in because mama wanted to shop. After a quick lunch, we were off to the Sungai Wang area. The place was packed. Throngs of people were walking and shopping. Mama had a good spree here. We stopped by for desserts at Swensen’s. My bro and sis each had plates of ice-cream which has a bubbling cloud thingy in the middle. One thing that made me chuckle was that big bro had an incident when he splashed his cold water over his pants. Hahahaha …. That was funny. Luckily papa didn’t ‘boil over’ when the accident happened. Still a funny sight though if I see steam coming out of papa’s ear just like the ice-cream plate.

The KL Holiday: Day 2

Mama decided to have a morning routine for the next 3 days. It was something like this; 6:45 Wakeup and get ready for breakfast 7:15 Buffet breakfast at the café 8:15 Return to room and rest. 9:45 Get ready for the day’s itinerary Sounded like a good idea and so we followed it. Not necessarily right on time but thereabouts. Whilst waiting for the start of the shopping tour/trip, my bro and sis would spend their time playing with their game thingy. Their game thingy has moving pictures and makes loud noises. And I would always be fascinated by what they are doing. Today, mama prepared for me my brown rice and anchovies. My mouth is watering just writing this down…yum…yummm. Because I liked it so much, sometimes when mama was too slow in getting the food to my mouth, I would cry wanting.

Meltdown

Yesterday, I was really sick. I had a slight fever and I do not know what’s happening but I think my brain is melting and is coming out of my nose? And it tasted salty too. Before this happened, I was sneezing quite a lot. The only reason I can think of is maybe on one of those sneezes, I concentrated too hard and squashed my brains. And now it’s flowing down my nose. Because of this, I find it difficult to breath. I think mama got worried by this situation that she started to suck the brain juices from my nostrils using a sucking thingy. That works for a few minutes until more squashed brains start to flow down again. I think next time when a sneeze comes by, I’ll try not to concentrate too hard or else my brain juices might flow down my ears too. I don’t fancy that at all. I promise to continue my story about the KL trip tomorrow when I get well. Oh! Ooooo … mama! … It’s starting againnnnnn.

Day 1 evening

By 7:30pm, we were back in our hotel rooms. I was tired, my bro and sis were tuckered out, mama was worn out and papa was exhausted. We tucked in at around 9nish but I couldn’t sleep. It was just not right. The bed was different and the room was freezing, even after wearing a jacket. I kept waking and crying, trying to adjust to a new sleeping environment. Maybe the next night would be better. And now I have to sleep too. Mama’s giving me the look. The ‘You better get off the PC and go to sleep’ look. I think I better play along...hihihihihi. See you tomorrow. Good night.

Day 1 afternoon

We reached KL at about 2:15pm and checked into Swiss-Inn. The room was modestly pleasing to the eye but that was just my thoughts. All that matters really was that first and for most, it must be within mama’s satisfaction. We ‘threw’ everything down, luggage, bags, strollers etc and relaxed for an hour before starting our first city tour (or more correctly, shopping tour that’s what mama calls it). Papa decided on going to a market called Central before dark and then returning via a street called Petaling. Me? I just tagged along. I thought Central Market was busy, but you’ll never know busy until you jostle through Petaling Street. That place was jam packed with people. I got dizzy trying to focus on people, wares and noises coming from that place. I didn’t liked it and I showed it to mama, who hastily decided to leave shopping in Petaling Street for another time, which was all fine with me.

The trip to KL: Day 1 morning

I didn’t know about the family trip till the day itself. How my family managed to keep it from me was beyond me. I usually keep a sneaky ear out on the goings on in the house. As I was saying, I was still sleeping when I was bundled off in the wee hours of the morning. It was raining but papa said that the coach will not wait. So in the cold morning, we met with Obe’ A’ang’s and Obe’ Zai’s family at a place called Boon Lay shopping center. There, we had a small breakfast together before the long bus ride. The journey itself was uneventful. What do you expect from a bus ride? The only thing I remembered was that it was BORING and COLD.

800 Hits

Let me apologise for the long silence. It’s a long story. About a long journey. And I longed to tell you all the details in these coming days. I hope you don't have to wait too long too. But for now, to shorten this, get ready for the truth, people. ‘If you're too open-minded, your brains will fall out.’

Another weekend, another wedding

This time, its aunty Shiqin’s sister’s wedding. But I was not up to it because I had fever yesterday. Not that high up but enough to get me down most of the day. Mama got me some Calpol to ease my temperature. It did its work but I still felt lethargic to the point that I couldn’t entertain my relatives that came to greet and hold me. Papa had to apologise and explain to them on my behalf because I didn’t feel like communicating at all that morning. Thankfully, by the end of the day and after 2 long naps, my body felt better and I could finally give out the smiles and giggles. I even had the energy to hit the playground with big sis. I think, nothing can get me down in the end… hihihihihi.

Food, Glorious Food

Gerber, Heinz or Rusk, you name it … I have eaten it. Some was pleasant, whilst the rest makes you regurgitate them out. I’ve started eating various foods now. Mama says it was time. Some of the mixture like anchovies paste with brown rice can make you puke straight out but it was quite nice to the taste though. Then there was the banana puree with vegetable. And top it off with apple juice…mmmmmm….Yum…yum…

Host for a day

Another big sis came today. It was Diana, uncle Shahrul’s daughter. I somewhat recognize her face but just can’t figure out from where I met her. So I kept staring at her trying to place the face but I ended up making her nervous. She was placed in mama’s care for the day when uncle Shahrul and aunty Ayu couldn’t get someone to watch over her, big sis Diana that is. That was what I was told. I don’t care just as long there’s another person I can play with. The more the merrier I say.

Weekend Wedding

I went to a wedding last weekend. It's my aunt’s wedding. As always, the event was noisy. The music was blaring, people were yakking, and tambourines were clanging. It was loud. I couldn't get use to the scene when I arrived that I cried to be taken away. And so I stayed in this nice shelter with papa. Away from the chaos. My brother and sister followed but they were pre-occupied with their game thingy. As the day wore on, I was being passed around from one aunty to the next, one granny to the next, one grandpa to the next. My parents welcome this because it frees them to do other things. Me? I don’t mind. I loved being passed around because I get to spread a little bit of love around and meet all my ohanas the whole day. By the end of the day, I was really tired. When we got back home, mama bathed me and I immediately slept like a rock till the next morning.

700 Hits

That was the fastest century ever, which probably mean that you readers out there liked what you read in here. Well, I aim to please. “Experience is a wonderful thing. It enables you to recognize a mistake when you make it again.”

6 mths & 6 days old

I'm 6mths and 6 days old today. 6 cheers for me. HIP! HIP! HIP! Hooray!!! HIP! HIP! HIP! Hooray!!! HIP! HIP! HIP! Hooray!!! HIP! HIP! HIP! Hooray!!! Getting tired already? HIP! HIP! HIP! Hooray!!! Given up? HIP! HIP! HIP! Hooray!!! See ... you can do it. hihihihihihi What have I contributed to the world these past 6 months? Top on the list would be I made my parents happy. For all the potty accidents and crying tantrums I created, my parents would have forgotten them with a blink of an eye with the smiles, giggles and laughter I gave them for the past 6 months. What have I achieved since then? I would say lots. For all the milestones I've done, I think my spontaneous and infectious giggles are ones which I will treasure most. It lovingly brought me closer to anyone who holds me. Then, there's the eventful crying with tears. That really brought tears to my eyes.

My statistics

Age : 6mths and 2 days old Gender : Female Race : Malay Weight : 6.62 kg Height : 0.64 m