<?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-13841743</id><updated>2012-01-04T14:53:52.313+08:00</updated><title type='text'>.: Lil' Patchee :.</title><subtitle type='html'>Memory.. Little threads that hold life's patches of meaning together.
~ Mark Twain</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilpatchee.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13841743/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilpatchee.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13841743/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Lil Patchee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00223637415269114053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a4/lilpatchee/lilpatchee.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>347</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13841743.post-7101118555512770909</id><published>2008-06-11T23:55:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-08T09:21:27.848+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Birth</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;[updated on 8th October 2008] It's taken me this long to finally update the blog!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;As it was left on my previous entry, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Kuchee-Rat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; had indeed decided to arrive much earlier than expected.. 15 days early, to be precise!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;At 1.30am, I woke up, needing to pee. When I thought I was done, I found that I was still leaking and my sanitary pad was soaking wet! This was it, my water bag broke! I immediately rang &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Doc&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; (felt darn guilty for interrupting his sleep) and he asked me to time my contractions, if they were 20 minutes apart, it'd meant that I was in active labor. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I timed my contractions and they were already 20 minutes apart! I hurriedly woke &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Hubby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and oh boy, his eyes were wide open when I told him &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;"I think my water bag broke"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. I had time to take a quick shower and did some last minute packing for the hospital bag. Hehe..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;By 2.30am, we arrived at the hospital. Contacted &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Doc&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; while I was being wheeled straight to the delivery suite. I changed into the hospital gown, got propped onto the bed, strapped on the fetal monitoring system (heard Kuchee-Rat's heartbeat throughout the time) and was given an internal examination. I had already dilated to 4cm. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Hubby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; did the necessary registration and then joined me in the room. He had the privilege of lying on a recliner, watching the Euro '08 match between Greece and Sweden on the telly while I endured the contractions and more internal examinations. Ouch!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;The contractions kicked in at shorter intervals and I kept asking the nurse how much worse off will the delivery pain be. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;"10 kali lebih sakit!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; (10 times more painful than this!). I had to decide if I'd want any pain relief. After considering the options, we decided to go with Pedithine (short injection on the buttocks to make me slightly drowsy) and Ethonox (laughing gas). Even though they're only 30% effective (where as Epidural is 100% pain-free), and despite remembering &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Doc&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; repeatedly suggested during the checkups that I should take Epidural coz I couldn't withstand the pain of doing blood test and vaginal examination, die die also I did not go for it just coz of the long needle. It's expensive too! Then again, I think I have this rebelling attitude of proving a point that I can do what people say I can't. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;*lol*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;So there, Pedithine was administered and I slowly started feeling drowsy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;There was one point of time where I think I dozed off for a while (and so did &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Hubby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;!)..... Until I felt as if I wanted to poo big time. It was a sign that the baby was ready to come out! But I had to abstain from pushing coz at that time, I have dilated to 8cm but I had to wait until it's 10cm, otherwise there will be tearing and boy, it won't look very nice! That was when I was given the gas - when the contraction kicks in, I had to immediately inhale as deep as possible (must be able to hear the sound), and when contraction stops, I had to exhale. It was reaaaaaaaaaaaally bad. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Hubby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; even asked if I was already laughing but I just practically ignored him coz it was extremely painful resisting the urge to push and kept concentrating on inhaling and exhaling the gas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;The moments after that were very vague. I didn't remember the nurses telling me to push when I had dilated to 10cm. I didn't remember seeing &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Doc&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; walked into the room. I also didn't remember him telling &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Hubby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; that I had been in the second stage of labor for more than an hour, that if nothing happens within the next 10-15 minutes, he would have to cut me. But what I remembered was that I was still feeling very drowsy. The nurses placed my feet onto the stirrups and adjusted my body. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Doc&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; was already standing in front of me. Then I heard them telling me to inhale as deeply as I could the moment I feel the contraction, and push without exhaling. It took me some time to get the hang of it. I pushed and pushed again. I remembered &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Doc&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; telling me to push harder, that he would assist me and everyone was just encouraging me. So I pushed harder and then, I felt the baby's head coming out. With all my might, I gave a final push, screaming my lungs out. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Doc&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; immediately did an episiotomy (he had warned me about this before, it's better to have a clean cut than having a bad tearing which will be harder to stitch up after that) and pulled the baby out using Wrigleys' Forceps. I heard the baby wailing and then I cried with relief. The nurses cleaned him up before bringing him to me and asked me to give him a kiss on his cheeks while &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Doc&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; stitched me up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Kuchee-Rat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; arrived into our lives shortly before 8am, weighing at 2.46kg. He's a small one, so scrawny and so fragile. But what was more important was that he was healthy. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;*Smile*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; And I did it! Without epidural! Woo hoo!!!!!! To think that I was actually more afraid of needles than contraction pain. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;*lol*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13841743-7101118555512770909?l=lilpatchee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilpatchee.blogspot.com/feeds/7101118555512770909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13841743&amp;postID=7101118555512770909' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13841743/posts/default/7101118555512770909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13841743/posts/default/7101118555512770909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilpatchee.blogspot.com/2008/06/birth.html' title='The Birth'/><author><name>Lil Patchee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00223637415269114053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a4/lilpatchee/lilpatchee.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13841743.post-5300211432224649022</id><published>2008-06-10T23:21:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-25T16:06:34.615+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Contractions?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Slightly more than 2 weeks to the EDD.. My belly is drastically huge now as compared to the previous weeks, but I still try to walk a lot. It scares my colleagues. They expect a pregnant woman to walk reaaaaaaaaaaaally slowly and rest a lot. Hehe..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;They are more anxious than I am. Everyday they'd ask, &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;"Eh, still working ah?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;, &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;"You haven't applied leave yet ah??"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;, &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;"No need to stay at home and wait ah??"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. Sometimes it does get a little bit annoying. I myself don't even know when will I give birth, right? My usual answer would be &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;"Tomorrow, tomorrow"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; or &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;"If I give birth in the office, you boil water for me, ok?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;The truth is, I have not applied to go on leave earlier. As much as I myself am terrified at the fact that I might possibly begin labor while at the office, I wouldn't want to waste my annual leave just to pot around at home and wait for &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; to come out. Besides, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Doc&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; had mentioned before that even if my water bag breaks while at the office, I'll still have ample time to go home, take a shower before heading to the hospital.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Somehow, lately, I've been feeling lke as if I'm having period pain.. I really don't know if they're just Braxton Hicks contractions or the real thing. Tonight's are exceptionally stronger. But I don't see any tinge of blood (they call it the mucous plug) or water leakage. I'm probably just scaring myself..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Maybe I should just go sleep it off... Ta!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13841743-5300211432224649022?l=lilpatchee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilpatchee.blogspot.com/feeds/5300211432224649022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13841743&amp;postID=5300211432224649022' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13841743/posts/default/5300211432224649022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13841743/posts/default/5300211432224649022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilpatchee.blogspot.com/2008/06/contractions.html' title='Contractions?'/><author><name>Lil Patchee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00223637415269114053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a4/lilpatchee/lilpatchee.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13841743.post-7522510148147751577</id><published>2008-06-06T21:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-25T15:21:17.435+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Not Time Yet</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Today's checkup has shown that I've gained yet another 0.8kg. Am now 50.8kgs. WOW! Seriously lifetime achievement, man!! I have never, ever touched the 50kgs mark at all!! Woo hoo!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Doc&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; however, expected me to lose a bit of weight coz the amniotic fluid should be reducing now that we're approaching the EDD. Somehow, in my case, it's not. So I guess &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;'s still happily moving about in his 'swimming pool'.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Doc&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; did the internal examination (I sooooo have to get used to it!) and said that my cervix is still closed but because &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;'s head is already engaged in the pelvic from the previous &lt;a href="http://lilpatchee.blogspot.com/2008/05/25ths-in.html"&gt;checkup&lt;/a&gt;, he is still very certain that I wll probably give birth way, way earlier than the EDD. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Doc&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; also still strongly suggested that I take epidural.. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;*Sighz*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; Let's just see how it goes on the day itself, ok?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;We're scheduled for another checkup next week.. I wonder when will the actual day &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; wanna come out and play.. Hhhm....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13841743-7522510148147751577?l=lilpatchee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilpatchee.blogspot.com/feeds/7522510148147751577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13841743&amp;postID=7522510148147751577' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13841743/posts/default/7522510148147751577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13841743/posts/default/7522510148147751577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilpatchee.blogspot.com/2008/06/not-time-yet.html' title='Not Time Yet'/><author><name>Lil Patchee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00223637415269114053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a4/lilpatchee/lilpatchee.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13841743.post-917313498208059422</id><published>2008-06-04T14:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-25T14:54:06.462+08:00</updated><title type='text'>37 Weeks</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; is 'fully baked' today!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;He is safe to be born anytime now. It's down to 21 more days till he arrives. Scary when you come to think of it.. But I'm really excited to be able to finally meet &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I know I'm gonna miss having him inside me. I will miss al his kicks, turns, stretches, hiccups.. Oh boy, suddenly am feeling so melodramatic now. On the other hand, I'll get to hug, kiss, cuddle, touch and play with him!! &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;*Huge, huge grin*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;We're going for our checkup tomorrow. And then the next day, we will be going for a tummy-filling buffet dinner in conjunction with our belated wedding anniversary as well as &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Daddy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Mummy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;'s. 30 years for both of them! 2 years for us! Hehe..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Let's just hope that &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; doesn't decide to come out while we're at the buffet!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13841743-917313498208059422?l=lilpatchee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilpatchee.blogspot.com/feeds/917313498208059422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13841743&amp;postID=917313498208059422' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13841743/posts/default/917313498208059422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13841743/posts/default/917313498208059422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilpatchee.blogspot.com/2008/06/37-weeks.html' title='37 Weeks'/><author><name>Lil Patchee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00223637415269114053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a4/lilpatchee/lilpatchee.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13841743.post-2028572770981761684</id><published>2008-06-03T22:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-25T14:47:54.653+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Better Car</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I &lt;a href="http://lilpatchee.blogspot.com/2008/04/babys-little-car.html"&gt;wrote&lt;/a&gt; before about us getting a stroller from the recent MJ warehouse sale. However, when &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;MJ Ah Yi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; called the supplier the other day, she found out that the stroller was missing from the store. It had probably been sold off to someone else!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;It was so upsetting.. We were so excited at the thought of using a Cosco stroller! &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;*Sighz*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; It wasn't meant to be. Thank goodness &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;MJ Ah Yi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; did not put in any advanced payment for it. There's barely a month before &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; is out, so &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Hubby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and I had to go hunt for a stroller as soon as we could.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;We finally found one that we were both really happy about.. Hauck Shop N Drive travel system from Toys R Us. A stroller that comes along with an infant carrier seat, just as sturdy as Maclaren's or Peg Perego, and best of all, it fitted our budget!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;The moment we brought it back home and assembled it, we were both practically wheeling the stroller around the living room, imagining our little baby sitting in it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I guess it was a good thing that we lost out on the Cosco stroller. Everything happens for a reason, eh? &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;*Grin*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13841743-2028572770981761684?l=lilpatchee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilpatchee.blogspot.com/feeds/2028572770981761684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13841743&amp;postID=2028572770981761684' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13841743/posts/default/2028572770981761684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13841743/posts/default/2028572770981761684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilpatchee.blogspot.com/2008/06/better-car.html' title='Better Car'/><author><name>Lil Patchee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00223637415269114053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a4/lilpatchee/lilpatchee.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13841743.post-8602174209641194090</id><published>2008-06-01T22:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-05T10:49:41.077+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby Journal</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Another wonderful momento for us, this one was given by one of &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;'s godparents-to-be, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Chef&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Xiao Ping&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;a title="Baby Journal by Lil' Patchee, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/60887259@N00/2551743885/"&gt;&lt;img height="347" alt="Baby Journal" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3032/2551743885_02ed52704d_o.jpg" width="450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Baby journal&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;It's for us to document everything from the moment we discovered that we're expecting a little bundle of joy until &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; is a few years old.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;We are indeed very blessed to have our very supportive families, friends and colleagues share in this wonderful journey as we prepare ourselves to parenthood. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;*Sniff*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13841743-8602174209641194090?l=lilpatchee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilpatchee.blogspot.com/feeds/8602174209641194090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13841743&amp;postID=8602174209641194090' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13841743/posts/default/8602174209641194090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13841743/posts/default/8602174209641194090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilpatchee.blogspot.com/2008/06/baby-journal.html' title='Baby Journal'/><author><name>Lil Patchee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00223637415269114053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a4/lilpatchee/lilpatchee.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13841743.post-8842532318679642302</id><published>2008-05-30T22:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-10T08:17:24.326+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2/5ths In!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;A fortnight ago, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Doc&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;a href="http://lilpatchee.blogspot.com/2008/05/baby-is-engaged.html"&gt;said&lt;/a&gt; that &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;'s head is already "locked" within the pelvic.. Today, he said that &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;'s head is 2/5ths engaged.. Which is almost half deep in the birth canal.. Apparently, usually around this time for first pregnancies, babies' head would still be floating around, trying to get engaged. Looks like &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;'s an eager beaver, eh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;We can hardly see the full head during ultrasound scan now.. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Doc&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; did an internal examination and could feel &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;'s head but the cervix has not dilated. If it has, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Doc&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; should be able to feel &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;'s hair and that means, labor is due to happen within hours or days. It's scary at the thought of that, but it's exciting. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; still has lots of amniotic fluid around him to move about. His heartbeat rate is normal. My blood pressure is normal too. I've now touched 50kgs, almost 1.1kgs gain, which &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Doc&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; was really pleased about.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Because of the fact that &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;'s head is already 2/5ths in, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Doc&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; warned that I could most probably go on early labor, 1-2 weeks before the estimated due date. Gee... Is &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; trying to come out early for Father's Day celebration??? &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Hubby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;'s banking for 16th June, coz it coincide with the birthday of his favourite singer, Tupac. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;*shakes head*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;But yeah.. I've got to be ready.. I need to pack my hospital bag!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13841743-8842532318679642302?l=lilpatchee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilpatchee.blogspot.com/feeds/8842532318679642302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13841743&amp;postID=8842532318679642302' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13841743/posts/default/8842532318679642302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13841743/posts/default/8842532318679642302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilpatchee.blogspot.com/2008/05/25ths-in.html' title='2/5ths In!'/><author><name>Lil Patchee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00223637415269114053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a4/lilpatchee/lilpatchee.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13841743.post-1220582832959573259</id><published>2008-05-28T21:40:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-05T10:32:48.307+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Goodies From Down Under</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Was expecting a parcel of jig board (for jewelry-making) from &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Lily&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; but I'd never thought I'd get anything more than that! Imagine my suprise when I saw a huge box waiting for me at my doorstep today!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;a title="Goodies from Down Under! by Lil' Patchee, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/60887259@N00/2552566358/"&gt;&lt;img height="349" alt="Goodies from Down Under!" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3182/2552566358_01a4f2898b_o.jpg" width="438" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Down Under goodies!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;* Deluxe Thing-a-Ma-Jig&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Bringing my jewelry-making hobby to a higher level by forming loops with wires. I have something to do during my confinement period, well.. Besides the boxes of TVB and Korean drama series that &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Sis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Footitie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; will be loaning me. Tee hee hee!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;* Card&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;"It's a boy" with a personalized message from &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Lily&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and husband. Thank you so much!!! &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;*Hugz*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;* 2 pairs of onesies, a.k.a. bodysuits&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;The joy of having a baby boy - 'Lock Up Your Daughters' and 'PIMP - Poo In My Pants'. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;*lol*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; Why aren't there any locally-made baby clothes that come with cute captions like these? &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Hubby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and I couldn't stop smiling about the PIMP one. Very excited to have &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; wear them!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;* Baby Owner's Starter Kit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;The most hilarious yet informative manual I've ever seen.. Describing babies in product terminology.. The kit comes with a darn cool manual (troubleshooting baby's audio cues, and checking with the service provider if there are any missing parts), an instructional poster, growth chart and stickers for marking baby's progress, babysitter's memo pad, a crawling baby magnet and oh, hardcover keepsake box. Niceeeeeee!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Thanks a bunch, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Lily&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and husband!! You've already given your share of gifts from the &lt;a href="http://lilpatchee.blogspot.com/2008/05/baby-shower-suprise.html"&gt;baby shower&lt;/a&gt; last weekend and yet there are more with these goodies. Thank you, thank you!!! And yes, the manual is definitely gonna be very handy for us. Hehe... Thanks again!!! Bless you both!!! &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;*Hugz*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13841743-1220582832959573259?l=lilpatchee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilpatchee.blogspot.com/feeds/1220582832959573259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13841743&amp;postID=1220582832959573259' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13841743/posts/default/1220582832959573259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13841743/posts/default/1220582832959573259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilpatchee.blogspot.com/2008/05/goodies-from-down-under.html' title='Goodies From Down Under'/><author><name>Lil Patchee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00223637415269114053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a4/lilpatchee/lilpatchee.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13841743.post-7642451907648526029</id><published>2008-05-28T13:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-05T13:38:07.626+08:00</updated><title type='text'>36 Weeks</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;4 more weeks to go! &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;*Gasp*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://www.3dpregnancy.com/"&gt;3dPregnancy&lt;/a&gt;..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"I am getting a white oily vernix all over my body; that feels nice and soft".&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Being pregnant is wonderful. It is for a good cause and it will not last much longer! Be glad that you can still enjoy your belly and that you have your baby happily inside. Once the baby is born, you will think back with a bit of melancholy on that wonderful feeling of being pregnant. A feeling that is hard to describe but that is so beautiful and overwhelming, you have to experience it to understand. Enjoy it while you can!"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Indeed I am enjoying the moments.. More so now that the big day is getting nearer and nearer. The more I think about it, the more I know I'm gonna miss having &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; inside me - kicks, hiccups, turns and all.. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;*Sniff*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;But on the other hand, in 4 weeks time, we will be welcoming a new member to our little family.. And yes, I'm very, very excited!! &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;*Grin*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13841743-7642451907648526029?l=lilpatchee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilpatchee.blogspot.com/feeds/7642451907648526029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13841743&amp;postID=7642451907648526029' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13841743/posts/default/7642451907648526029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13841743/posts/default/7642451907648526029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilpatchee.blogspot.com/2008/05/36-weeks.html' title='36 Weeks'/><author><name>Lil Patchee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00223637415269114053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a4/lilpatchee/lilpatchee.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13841743.post-5122593918350332254</id><published>2008-05-25T14:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-02T14:56:35.244+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What Are You Looking At???</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The one thing about being pregnant is that people tend to stare at you or rather, your bulging tummy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;When my bump started showing, I was pretty oblivious about the stares. At least until someone mentioned about them. And when the bump got much bigger, the stares got even worse and longer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Whenever &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Hubby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and I walk around the shopping complexes, strangers would just stare at me. They'd whisper to the person beside them to tell them to look at me. I'd be wondering if there was something on my head, a stain on my face, did I look weird to them or was I walking funnily. Had they just take a short glimpse, smile a bit or something, then I'm fine with it. But this is downright annoying.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Once, my colleagues and I returned from lunch and we took the lift up to our floor. There was this other lady in the lift with us. My colleagues noticed that she was practically staring at me from head to toe the entire ride. They were so annoyed that they stared back at her. I of course, did not take notice of this until they told me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;One of the afternoons, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Hubby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and I had dim sum for lunch. A lady sitting opposite me was staring at me. When she left, she passed by our table and she just looked towards my bump.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;What the heck! All these people just seemed as if they've never seen a pregnant woman before! It is coz I look too young my age to be pregnant, that you need to search for the wedding ring on my finger??? That I look too small size and thin to be pregnant? Have you not seen a pregnant belly at all??? Must you stare at me like as if I'm some kind of an exhibit?? And for sure I don't wear any tight fitting clothes.. I have nothing to flaunt, really. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;YES, IT IS POSSIBLE! YES, I AM PREGNANT!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Please give us pregnant women some respect. It's already stressful  having to cope with the pregnancy blues, cramps and all. We do not need any added stress by you staring at us like aliens!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13841743-5122593918350332254?l=lilpatchee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilpatchee.blogspot.com/feeds/5122593918350332254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13841743&amp;postID=5122593918350332254' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13841743/posts/default/5122593918350332254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13841743/posts/default/5122593918350332254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilpatchee.blogspot.com/2008/05/what-are-you-looking-at.html' title='What Are You Looking At???'/><author><name>Lil Patchee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00223637415269114053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a4/lilpatchee/lilpatchee.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13841743.post-8175028258641909211</id><published>2008-05-21T09:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-05T13:26:54.589+08:00</updated><title type='text'>35 Weeks</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://www.3dpregnancy.com/"&gt;3dPregnancy&lt;/a&gt;..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"There is a good chance that he will not have to go in the incubator if he is born now. After all, he is completely ready, except for his lungs! If he were born today, the neonatologist will check to see if the baby is premature. If his lungs are not fully developed, he may need to spend time in a special care nursery with medication. If he's healthy, though, he can even go home soon, despite his small size."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Noooo.. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Bab&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;'s not 'fully baked' yet.. Don't come out so soon!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Breastfeeding is very important for premature babies, because their immune system can still be underdeveloped. The chance of infections is greatly reduced through breastfeeding. The first milk, colostrum, is extraordinarily rich in antibodies and is an outstanding precaution against infections."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I do intend to breastfeed &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; for at least 6 months, if it's possible. Good for &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. Good for me. And good for our pockets too, save on milk powders. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;*lol*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13841743-8175028258641909211?l=lilpatchee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilpatchee.blogspot.com/feeds/8175028258641909211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13841743&amp;postID=8175028258641909211' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13841743/posts/default/8175028258641909211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13841743/posts/default/8175028258641909211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilpatchee.blogspot.com/2008/05/35-weeks.html' title='35 Weeks'/><author><name>Lil Patchee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00223637415269114053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a4/lilpatchee/lilpatchee.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13841743.post-5906116108248924500</id><published>2008-05-19T22:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-02T14:18:49.097+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Walk In The Park</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Chef&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Xiao Ping&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; are on a hunt for an outdoor location for their bridal photography. We suggested the Bukit Jalil park coz they have those gardens from all around the world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;So today being a public holiday for Wesak Day, we took the opportunity to make a visit to the park. Besides I need some exercise to ease my upcoming delivery. We took a long walk along the tracks, passed the ponds, to the gardens and then back to the car.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;It was quite tiring, having to carry almost 2kg load in front of me. Despite all the huffing and puffing, I had a slow but really goodwalk. I'm really glad I managed to conquer it without fainting. And &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Hubby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; gave me an ice-cream treat after that! Yay! &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;*Grin*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13841743-5906116108248924500?l=lilpatchee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilpatchee.blogspot.com/feeds/5906116108248924500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13841743&amp;postID=5906116108248924500' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13841743/posts/default/5906116108248924500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13841743/posts/default/5906116108248924500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilpatchee.blogspot.com/2008/05/walk-in-park.html' title='A Walk In The Park'/><author><name>Lil Patchee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00223637415269114053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a4/lilpatchee/lilpatchee.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13841743.post-1053205341600922232</id><published>2008-05-18T22:14:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-02T13:59:33.230+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby Shower Suprise</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The girls, along with &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Hubby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, threw a baby shower suprise at Italiannies, The Curve!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;t was truly an unexpected one.. Today started off like any usual Sunday, doing some simple housechores before we head off to The Curve/Ikano to do our grocery shopping. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Hubby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; said that he felt like having pasta for lunch, which was, I thought, kind of odd coz he's not so much of a pasta fan (fattening and expensive) but then again, I thought it was probably one of his craving moments (see.. I'm the pregnant one but he's having the cravings instead. Not kidding here! Hehe!). After throwing in a few suggestions on where to have pasta, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Hubby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; said to go to Italiannies. I immediately went, &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;"Wuah.. Sure?? Very expensive woh!!!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; But oh well.. Since he's the one having cravings.. Hehehe..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other odd thing was that we walked around, even hung out at one of the bakeries for a bite or two (and I thought we were supposed to have pasta for lunch) before &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Hubby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; told me that &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Chef&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Xiao Ping&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; would meet us for lunch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once we've arrived at Italiannies, we asked for a table of 4 and the waitress was about to show us a vacant table. Somehow &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Hubby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; insisted that he wanted to sit at the upper deck, to the extent that he was almost whispering to the waitress that he must sit up there. Odd observation #3! The waitress of course, looked confused but she brought us up to the upper deck anyway. I looked for a nice vacant table ant noticed that the bigger table at the center of the deck was decorated with balloons. I wanted to tell &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Hubby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; that maybe there was a party going on there! Then at a corner, I saw a very familar face.. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Gummy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;! Wow! It had been months since we've met up and it was such a coincidence to bump into her there! I was so excited that I wanted to tell &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Hubby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. Then odd observation #4.. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Moorish&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; was sitting beside &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Gummy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.. They're both my very close friends but they're not very close to each other, I've not seen them being in the same room together since my wedding 2 years ago and now they're having lunch together? Hhhm.... I was really suprised.. And suddenly, the rest of them came out from their hiding places.. Only then, it hit me.. The party was for us!!&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt; *lol*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; How very, very sneaky of them!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't believe it! I mean, we did however throw a &lt;a href="http://lilpatchee.blogspot.com/2007/12/jewels-baby-shower.html"&gt;shower&lt;/a&gt; for &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Jewel &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;but I'd never in a million years, expected to receive one as well. And I couldn't believe that &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Hubby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; kept this away from me!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was nevertheless, a truly wonderful suprise and a very fun reunion! &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;*Grin*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; We've had so much of talk about pregnancy and babies, especially from the experienced mummy &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Jewel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.. And ooh.. Those lovely, lovely gifts and those yummy cupcakes!! We can't be grateful enough for their kindness and generosity!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;a title="Baby Shower suprise! by Lil' Patchee, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/60887259@N00/2544328018/"&gt;&lt;img height="403" alt="Baby Shower suprise!" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3037/2544328018_94c01ec629.jpg" width="444" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Baby shower goodies!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;a title="Cute onesies by Lil' Patchee, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/60887259@N00/2544328236/"&gt;&lt;img height="348" alt="Cute onesies" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3188/2544328236_615070d78b.jpg" width="439" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Personal sets of onesies from &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Moorish&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; during her time in Houston&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To the girls - &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Moorish&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Sue&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Mei&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; (who came up from Singapore!), &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Gummy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Jewel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Lily&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; (your presence was felt even though you're far away in Sydney).. Thank you very, very much for the gifts, for throwing this wonderful shower for us. You've been the girlfriends I never thought I would have all these years.. 22 years with &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Gummy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and 13 years with the rest. Here's to many more years of friendship between us!! Cheers!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Chef&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Xiao Ping&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; - Thank you so much for being there at the shower. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; is truly blessed to have both of you as his godparents (apart from 2 other godfathers.. And he's not even out yet!!). Wishing both of you great happiness as you unite as one in a few months time. We'll make sure &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; is ever ready to roll on your marital bed when the time comes! &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;*Grin*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Wan Nei&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Bubble&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; - Was told that you girls couldn't make it for the party, It's alright, we can arrange to meet up soon before &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; is out, yeah? &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;*Hugz*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; Hhm.. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Wan Nei&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, now I understood why you called last evening and asked if I was at The Curve with my friends and then later on said that you called &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;"for fun"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;*lol*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Hubby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; dearest - You really got me there this time. Hehe.. Very cheeky of you!! Am very excited to look forward to welcoming our little monsterous man, a mini you, in a month's time. :) &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;*Muakz*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It definitely had been a delightful and an unforgettable event, to be blessed with having them in my life and now to share the arrival of our forthcoming bundle of joy. Love you, girls!!! &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;*Group hugz*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13841743-1053205341600922232?l=lilpatchee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilpatchee.blogspot.com/feeds/1053205341600922232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13841743&amp;postID=1053205341600922232' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13841743/posts/default/1053205341600922232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13841743/posts/default/1053205341600922232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilpatchee.blogspot.com/2008/05/baby-shower-suprise.html' title='Baby Shower Suprise'/><author><name>Lil Patchee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00223637415269114053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a4/lilpatchee/lilpatchee.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3037/2544328018_94c01ec629_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13841743.post-2743777015724004506</id><published>2008-05-17T21:04:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-02T14:16:34.740+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby Is Engaged!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Today's checkup was a very happy and exciting one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I had mentioned to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Doc&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; that my appetite has been reducing lately, that I couldn't eat as much as before at one sitting. He said that it's common because as the uterus expands, the stomach gets shrunk. But when we did the routine weight measurement, we found out that I have gained 2kgs.. Which brings me to 48.9kgs now. I have gained 9.1kgs in total so far and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Doc&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; was very pleased with it!! Yay!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;We did the ultrasound scan.. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Doc&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; told us that &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; is already "in" because he couldn't quite see the top part of the head now. This showed that &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; is already "engaged" which means &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;'s head is "locked" between the pelvis, ready at the birth canal. It is likely that I will deliver 1-2 weeks earlier than estimated! That's like, in 4 weeks time!!&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt; *Gasp*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Baby&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; is growing well.. He's now weighing almost 2kgs! &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Doc&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; said that although &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;'s head is "locked", &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; still has plenty of room to move his body, arms and legs. That explains why &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;'s growing at the correct pace, not too fast, not too slow, but his legs are growing 2 weeks faster! Must have been all those kicks!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Speaking of kicks, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; was moving a lot during the scan. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Doc&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; was pressing the tummy quite hard with the scanner and I think &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; really didn't like it. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; tried to squirm to move the scanner away whereas&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Doc&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; kept pressing the scanner deeper. It was reaaaaaally uncomfortable. I had so wanted to tell &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Doc&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; to remove his scanner. Hehe.. Baby was doing that &lt;em&gt;"body bulging on the right side of my tummy and a lump on the left side of the tummy"&lt;/em&gt; thingy and I immediately asked &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Doc&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; to place his scanner at where the lump was.&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt; Doc&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; did so and said &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;"That's his foot"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. Haha! Naughty &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;And yes, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; is indeed a boy. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Doc&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; showed us &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;'s scrotums.. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;*lol*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; We've definitely come to terms of having a boy.. And I must say, I love &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; more and more as each day pass by. Can't wait to see him next month!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Our next checkup is in a fortnight's time. So exciting!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13841743-2743777015724004506?l=lilpatchee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilpatchee.blogspot.com/feeds/2743777015724004506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13841743&amp;postID=2743777015724004506' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13841743/posts/default/2743777015724004506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13841743/posts/default/2743777015724004506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilpatchee.blogspot.com/2008/05/baby-is-engaged.html' title='Baby Is Engaged!'/><author><name>Lil Patchee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00223637415269114053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a4/lilpatchee/lilpatchee.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13841743.post-6599044018776679893</id><published>2008-05-14T08:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-30T09:03:58.108+08:00</updated><title type='text'>34 Weeks</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://www.3dpregnancy.com/"&gt;3dPregnancy&lt;/a&gt;..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"This week I am going to turn my head downwards because that feels best to me."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I know for sure that &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; is already in that position since the &lt;a href="http://lilpatchee.blogspot.com/2008/04/big-boy.html"&gt;last checkup&lt;/a&gt;, so it's a good sign. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"In the coming weeks his head will go down further behind the pubic bone. The pressure of the growing baby and your loosening pelvis will allow the baby to descend lower and lower in your pelvic region."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Hmm... So maybe that was what happened &lt;a href="http://lilpatchee.blogspot.com/2008/05/tummy-dropped.html"&gt;yesterday&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Lying on your back is not so good because then the weight of your uterus presses on the major abdominal artery and the lower vein as a result of which your baby can get less blood supply. Your baby will let you know if you are reducing his blood supply by squirming, kicking, and generally letting you know you should move!"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Darnn... All these while, I thought that was amusing to watch &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; move! Sorry, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.. Mummy won't do that again..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"If you notice a pattern to the contractions, if they are longer than 45 seconds to a minute, if they command your attention and you can't talk or move through them, and if they are getting closer and closer together, these are signs of early labor contractions."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;So I've got to watch out for this!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Anyhow, 6 more weeks till &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; arrives!!! Wheeeeeeeeeeeeee!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13841743-6599044018776679893?l=lilpatchee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilpatchee.blogspot.com/feeds/6599044018776679893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13841743&amp;postID=6599044018776679893' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13841743/posts/default/6599044018776679893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13841743/posts/default/6599044018776679893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilpatchee.blogspot.com/2008/05/34-weeks.html' title='34 Weeks'/><author><name>Lil Patchee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00223637415269114053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a4/lilpatchee/lilpatchee.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13841743.post-6638917376083165760</id><published>2008-05-13T09:36:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-30T08:26:41.245+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tummy Dropped</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I don't know if I'm seeing things.. But I felt like as if my tummy is much lower today..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I wonder if &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;'s much heavier now.. I'd probably might need to hold my tummy to keep it from dropping. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;*lol*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;By the way, I've got a new activity to do now.. Watering the plants using a small water container.. Haha! It's a good exercise for me, lots of walking from where the tap is to the plants. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13841743-6638917376083165760?l=lilpatchee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilpatchee.blogspot.com/feeds/6638917376083165760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13841743&amp;postID=6638917376083165760' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13841743/posts/default/6638917376083165760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13841743/posts/default/6638917376083165760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilpatchee.blogspot.com/2008/05/tummy-dropped.html' title='Tummy Dropped'/><author><name>Lil Patchee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00223637415269114053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a4/lilpatchee/lilpatchee.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13841743.post-6142061572899545133</id><published>2008-05-10T10:01:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-02T10:34:00.848+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Mummy's Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I shall only be able to celebrate Mother's Day next year..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;This year, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Hubby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and I brought my parents out for a buffet dinner treat at Eastin Hotel. We celebrated a day earlier to avoid crowds and well.. It's much more expensive to dine out on the day itself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;We also bought a small American cheesecake from Bakerzin for &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Mummy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;a title="Mother's Day 2008 by Lil' Patchee, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/60887259@N00/2543781870/"&gt;&lt;img height="199" alt="Mother's Day 2008" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3030/2543781870_dd176e135d_m.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;To my &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Mummy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; dearest&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Can't believe it.. I will be a mother soon.. Wow..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13841743-6142061572899545133?l=lilpatchee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilpatchee.blogspot.com/feeds/6142061572899545133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13841743&amp;postID=6142061572899545133' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13841743/posts/default/6142061572899545133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13841743/posts/default/6142061572899545133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilpatchee.blogspot.com/2008/05/happy-mummys-day.html' title='Happy Mummy&apos;s Day'/><author><name>Lil Patchee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00223637415269114053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a4/lilpatchee/lilpatchee.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3030/2543781870_dd176e135d_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13841743.post-1515485254607554754</id><published>2008-05-07T11:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-27T11:50:27.586+08:00</updated><title type='text'>33 Weeks</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;.. And 49 more days to go!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;The Pregnancy Countdown Book says...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"All of her bones are still hardening, except for her skull, which remains soft and pliable and will not completely join, enabling her to journey through the birth canal".&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Just surrender to your nesting instinct. "Nesting" - The desire to clean, redo and renew one's home - is real. Nesting is a primal instinct among all pregnant animals. It often hits the human ones during the third trimester (In fact, a strong nesting urge at your due date week can even signal the onset of labor)."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.3dpregnancy.com/"&gt;3dPregnancy&lt;/a&gt; says..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"You waddle like Mother Goose".&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;To think that I'm already walking like a penguin now... Now I'm like a Mother Goose... &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;*Sighz*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13841743-1515485254607554754?l=lilpatchee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilpatchee.blogspot.com/feeds/1515485254607554754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13841743&amp;postID=1515485254607554754' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13841743/posts/default/1515485254607554754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13841743/posts/default/1515485254607554754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilpatchee.blogspot.com/2008/05/33-weeks.html' title='33 Weeks'/><author><name>Lil Patchee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00223637415269114053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a4/lilpatchee/lilpatchee.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13841743.post-3747575317038436559</id><published>2008-05-04T21:55:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-02T14:01:46.955+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Onesies</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Oh by the way.. We bought 2 bodysuits a.k.a. onesies from Brands Outlet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;They're so darn cute, branded items yet so cheap!!! Couldn't resist them!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;a title="Ladies Man by Lil' Patchee, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/60887259@N00/2543751786/"&gt;&lt;img height="180" alt="Ladies Man" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2232/2543751786_1cb285d655_m.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The joy of expecting a baby boy.. Tee hee hee!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;a title="Trouble Is My Middle Name by Lil' Patchee, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/60887259@N00/2543751926/"&gt;&lt;img height="187" alt="Trouble Is My Middle Name" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3161/2543751926_2254cec7b0_m.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;We love this so much!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;We will let &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; wear the latter one during his full moon celebration.. If the grandparents allow us to! &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;*Grin*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13841743-3747575317038436559?l=lilpatchee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilpatchee.blogspot.com/feeds/3747575317038436559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13841743&amp;postID=3747575317038436559' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13841743/posts/default/3747575317038436559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13841743/posts/default/3747575317038436559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilpatchee.blogspot.com/2008/05/onesies.html' title='Onesies'/><author><name>Lil Patchee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00223637415269114053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a4/lilpatchee/lilpatchee.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2232/2543751786_1cb285d655_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13841743.post-320695802787597265</id><published>2008-05-04T15:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-27T11:34:55.408+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby's Chinese Name</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It's really tough having to think of a name for &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.. So far we've only managed to decide on the English name and we're very happy with it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;We've came up with a Chinese character name.. I'll save you from telling how we've come to decide on that. Hehehe... You will really knock your head on the table or wall. Anyway, yet somehow our families don't quite approve it. One said it's very Tibetan. One said it's very old-fashioned. One thinks it's very religious. One just felt that it doesn't sound nice at all. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;*Sighz*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Eventually I guess it will just be up to the both of us to decide on a full Chinese name. The problem is, it is tough to think of one coz we're both Chinese illiterate, and we're relying heavily on this Chinese name book we &lt;a href="http://lilpatchee.blogspot.com/2008/01/baby-names.html"&gt;bought&lt;/a&gt; some time ago, Internet or friends. We did ask &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Mummy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; coz she can read and write Chinese. The problem is that she thought of ONE and only ONE Chinese name for &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and had been persistent with it, refusing to find other suggestions. How are we to accept the name if we ourselves don't even like the pronounciation nor the meaning?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;We've got 2 more months to come up with a full name.. We will find the best name we can give for &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.. Ever since we've decided on the English name, we've been calling &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; by that name. I wonder if he knows that we're calling him. Hehe..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13841743-320695802787597265?l=lilpatchee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilpatchee.blogspot.com/feeds/320695802787597265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13841743&amp;postID=320695802787597265' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13841743/posts/default/320695802787597265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13841743/posts/default/320695802787597265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilpatchee.blogspot.com/2008/05/babys-chinese-name.html' title='Baby&apos;s Chinese Name'/><author><name>Lil Patchee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00223637415269114053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a4/lilpatchee/lilpatchee.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13841743.post-5334416907278448317</id><published>2008-04-30T11:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-22T12:05:48.071+08:00</updated><title type='text'>32 Weeks</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;According to The Pregnancy Countdown Book...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"From head to toe, your baby is about 18.5 inches (47 cm) long. This explains why you feel like there's a foot up around your ribcage. There probably is a foot or another body part in your ribcage.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Your baby is running out of room, and you're running out of patience (big sigh). You still have 56 days to go - or more. The end of your third trimester is when life in Pregnancy Land can get really hard again. You may still be working and anxiously awaiting your maternity leave. You may not have shooting pains down your legs during the day and bad leg cramps at night. Many women experience fatigue and PMS-like symptoms. To make matters worse, sleeping comfortably is difficult, if not impossible. By now, your significant other is either in the guest room, on the couch, or being smothered by your boyfriend Bob, the full body pillow, and a host of other pillows."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;8 more weeks.... 8 MORE WEEKS! &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;*Gah*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13841743-5334416907278448317?l=lilpatchee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilpatchee.blogspot.com/feeds/5334416907278448317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13841743&amp;postID=5334416907278448317' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13841743/posts/default/5334416907278448317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13841743/posts/default/5334416907278448317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilpatchee.blogspot.com/2008/04/32-weeks.html' title='32 Weeks'/><author><name>Lil Patchee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00223637415269114053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a4/lilpatchee/lilpatchee.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13841743.post-3542902246300353683</id><published>2008-04-26T22:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-21T17:45:13.820+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby Shopping Spree</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It has been a day of shopping and shopping.. Just for &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;'s stuffs!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;In the morning, we dropped by at Isetan, The Gardens for the babywear clearance sale. We bought a pair of Baby Tiny Toons inner wear, with this cute little logo of Baby Bugs Bunny and the caption &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;"What's up Doc?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; below it.. Only for RM16 after 70% discount! So blue and so cute!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;And then in the evening, we went over to my parents' place for our usual Saturday dinner. There was a huge bunch of stuffs at the living room - all the items that &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;MJ Ah Yi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; bought from the warehouse sale on &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Mummy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;'s behalf - washcloths, extra pillowcase, extra crib sheet, sleep support, newborn pillow, mittens, stroller pad, receiving blanket.. All for only RM 107. So cheap!! The stroller is still wrapped and stored in the MJ warehouse, so we will only get to see it much later.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;After dinner, we went to Anakku and bought more stuffs like MamyPoko disposable diapers (for emergency use, coz we intend to let Baby wear cloth diapers instead.. Traditional-style!), nursing pads, mosquito net and stand, bath mat, and 2 pairs of Baby Disney clothes.. For a total of RM 175.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Hehehe.. Sooooo many things for such a tiny little creature!!! More to come, that's for sure!!! &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;*Grin*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13841743-3542902246300353683?l=lilpatchee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilpatchee.blogspot.com/feeds/3542902246300353683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13841743&amp;postID=3542902246300353683' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13841743/posts/default/3542902246300353683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13841743/posts/default/3542902246300353683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilpatchee.blogspot.com/2008/04/baby-shopping-spree.html' title='Baby Shopping Spree'/><author><name>Lil Patchee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00223637415269114053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a4/lilpatchee/lilpatchee.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13841743.post-8969013283854496456</id><published>2008-04-25T15:23:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-21T17:21:08.432+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby's Little Car</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Ah Yi said got stroller on sale, from RM1+k now at RM300+, display set, you want or not?"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;MJ Ah Yi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; always alerts &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Mummy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; whenever there's any promotions or sale going on in MJ. This time, it's the warehouse sale in Shah Alam. A Cosco stroller (from The States, apparently the design is equivalent to Maclaren's), comes along with an infant carrier, was on sale and was going out very, very fast. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;MJ Ah Yi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; even bugged her supplier if they have anymore stock - they only have one display set left in one of the MJ stores.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I was very hesitant coz &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Princess&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; had handed us &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Bumblebee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;'s Sweet Cherry stroller. It wasn't in a very excellent condition. Sticker was half apart. The padding was quite worn out and dirty but it was still usable coz we could always buy a new stroller pad. Besides, I have not seen how does Cosco strollers look like and I wasn't sure if we would like it. I asked &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Hubby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; about it and he said he's heard of the brand, as good as Maclaren's. Wuah!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;So after a few &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;"No"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;s and &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;"Not sure woh"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Mummy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, I finally told her that we want it. I could hear her tell &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Daddy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;"Now she want it"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; at the background. Hehe.. But we would let &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;MJ Ah Yi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; decide if the display set is in good condition before buying it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;In the end, we are indeed getting a new stroller for &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; after all!!! And it's in blue!!! Woweeeeeeee!!!!! I wonder if this is the one from &lt;a href="http://www.coscojuvenile.com/"&gt;Cosco Juvenile&lt;/a&gt;..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;a title="Cosco Juvenile stroller" href="http://www.coscojuvenile.com/uploads/products/medium/2670_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img height="240" alt="Cosco Juvenile Sprint Travel System" src="http://www.coscojuvenile.com/uploads/products/medium/2670_1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13841743-8969013283854496456?l=lilpatchee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilpatchee.blogspot.com/feeds/8969013283854496456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13841743&amp;postID=8969013283854496456' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13841743/posts/default/8969013283854496456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13841743/posts/default/8969013283854496456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilpatchee.blogspot.com/2008/04/babys-little-car.html' title='Baby&apos;s Little Car'/><author><name>Lil Patchee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00223637415269114053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a4/lilpatchee/lilpatchee.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13841743.post-7819073198782260375</id><published>2008-04-24T14:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-14T13:41:38.561+08:00</updated><title type='text'>First Trip To The Balai Polis</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I texted the lady who hit my little car last evening and told her how much would it cost to get the damage fixed.It was really a very reasonable amount considering the dents are really obvious from even afar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;She, however, felt that I was exaggerating when they were only scratches (wow... A scratch and a dent is a huge difference, kay?!). She even got her husband to deal with me who &lt;em&gt;'clever-ly' &lt;/em&gt;told me that it will be very troublesome for a pregnant woman like me to file a police report, and also suggested that I bring my car to his mechanic who apparently can &lt;em&gt;'kao tim'&lt;/em&gt; for 10, 20 bux or so. No, thank you! They rather lose their NCB which is more than the amount I asked for. So be it then. Off to the police station &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Hubby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and I went.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Being my first time filing a report, I found it pretty interesting having to type the report according to a sample format, like a story.. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;"On this so-and-so date, I was driving, car registration no. so-and-so, along Jalan so-and-so when suddenly a car registration no. so-and-so hit my car from behind."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; And I got to draw out the location of the accident when we met the Sergeant. Hehe..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;It was quite an experience. I know that I didn't have to do this, but at least now that I have, I will know what to do the next time &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;*touch wood!*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13841743-7819073198782260375?l=lilpatchee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilpatchee.blogspot.com/feeds/7819073198782260375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13841743&amp;postID=7819073198782260375' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13841743/posts/default/7819073198782260375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13841743/posts/default/7819073198782260375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilpatchee.blogspot.com/2008/04/first-trip-to-balai-polis.html' title='First Trip To The Balai Polis'/><author><name>Lil Patchee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00223637415269114053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a4/lilpatchee/lilpatchee.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13841743.post-7554461691469303336</id><published>2008-04-23T22:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-08T10:05:12.368+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Minor Car Accident @ 31 Weeks</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Was on my way home from work when my little car got hit from behind, even though the traffic light was red and cars weren't even moving! It was a very loud &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;*thud*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;, there were dents here and there. But thank goodness &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; is ok. Well, at least I kept poking on my tummy the entire night to make sure that he's still alive and kicking. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;*Phew* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Although it's a minor accident, but it can still be a risk to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;On a much happier news, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; is now 31 weeks. 63 more days to go! The Pregnancy Countdown Book says this,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Your baby's central nervous system is controlling more of her bodily functions now. If your baby is exposed to bright light, her irises will dilate, even in utero."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Hm.. Does this mean that I can play disco lights with &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;? Tee hee hee!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13841743-7554461691469303336?l=lilpatchee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilpatchee.blogspot.com/feeds/7554461691469303336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13841743&amp;postID=7554461691469303336' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13841743/posts/default/7554461691469303336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13841743/posts/default/7554461691469303336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilpatchee.blogspot.com/2008/04/minor-car-accident-31-weeks.html' title='Minor Car Accident @ 31 Weeks'/><author><name>Lil Patchee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00223637415269114053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a4/lilpatchee/lilpatchee.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13841743.post-5191546456915481709</id><published>2008-04-19T20:22:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-30T08:43:32.016+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Big Boy!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It was time for our monthly checkup. Wheee!!!!! Still can't believe that we're already in our 30th week. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;*Shivers*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Doc&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; delivered us the pap smear results. Thank goodness no cancerous cells were detected. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;*Phew*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; But there's the prodding within the vagina again to check for infection. It's gonna be a usual routine everytime we go for checkup now. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;*Sighz*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I've upped yet another 1.2kg, which brings me to 46.8kg now. Woo hoo!! &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Doc&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; was expecting a 2kg gain, but since &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; is growing well so it's still alright. He's now weighing 1.2kg, with the head measuring 7.6cm from side to side and he was really active during the checkup! Moving aggressively and all!! Whenever &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Doc&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; tried to move the scanner around the tummy, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; would try to kick it away. Hehe! &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Doc&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; described where was &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;'s heads, arms, legs and then casually said &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;"Confirm it's a boy"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; coz his little 'jewels' are more apparent now. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;*lol*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;And oh yes, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; has indeed turned upside down, getting ready to position himself for birth. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Doc&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; said that &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; may still be able to sway a bit, but not so much till he goes to a breech position. So it's a relief! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Doc&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; also said that pregnancy is a form of stress, so I need to take it easy and get enough 8-hours sleep. I need to exercise as well, like going for brisk walks, or swimming - enough to increase my heartbeat rate a bit and sweat but not to the point where I'll dehydrate myself. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Looks like &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;'s a big boy now.. And I can't believe I'm carrying a kg-load 24/7! &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;*Muakz the tummy*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; Hehe..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13841743-5191546456915481709?l=lilpatchee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilpatchee.blogspot.com/feeds/5191546456915481709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13841743&amp;postID=5191546456915481709' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13841743/posts/default/5191546456915481709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13841743/posts/default/5191546456915481709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilpatchee.blogspot.com/2008/04/big-boy.html' title='Big Boy!'/><author><name>Lil Patchee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00223637415269114053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a4/lilpatchee/lilpatchee.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13841743.post-5058165011703450277</id><published>2008-04-18T15:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-23T16:09:07.480+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Upside Down</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Last night while lying on the bed, I thought I felt &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;'s legs kicking against my ribs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;He was quite aggressive, I must say. And when he turns, I could actually see a huge lump moving from one side of my tummy to the other. Kinda felt like all of my insides were moving and turning!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I wonder if he was sleeping upside down.. Coz just the other day, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Princess&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; commented that my body part between the tummy and my breasts is very hollow, which indicates that the baby has already assume in an upside down position within the womb in preparation for the birth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Is it really? Wow! I can only find out tomorrow when I go for the monthly checkup!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13841743-5058165011703450277?l=lilpatchee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilpatchee.blogspot.com/feeds/5058165011703450277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13841743&amp;postID=5058165011703450277' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13841743/posts/default/5058165011703450277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13841743/posts/default/5058165011703450277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilpatchee.blogspot.com/2008/04/upside-down.html' title='Upside Down'/><author><name>Lil Patchee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00223637415269114053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a4/lilpatchee/lilpatchee.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13841743.post-3107918872965956086</id><published>2008-04-16T14:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-23T15:01:51.240+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Weighing A Cantaloupe At 30 Weeks</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;That means it's another 10 weeks to go (70 days).. Or less!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;The Pregnancy Countdown Book says this..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Your baby is growing taller by the day. This week, she weighs almost 3 pounds (1.4kg). Next time you're at the grocery store, put a cantaloupe on the scale. That will give you a good idea of what 3 pounds weigh."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Several of my pregnant friends and a cousin who are expecting their babies around the same time as me have been attending prenatal classes (or also known as antenatal classes? What's the difference, by the way?). I feel kind of guilty in a way for not signing up for such classes. Does this mean that I'm already failing my role as a mother? I just... Thought that I can rely on people's experiences, books and the internet for such information. Besides, the moment I have my contractions and entering the labor room, I for sure am gonna forget every single thing I learn in classes and just panic and scream like a mad woman. And as for childcare, I have my parents and the confinement lady (and instinct?) to help and guide me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;My cousin has also advised me to start preparing the hospital bag by Week 35, coz apparently the baby can be out anytime between Week 37 till 42. So that means I have 5 more weeks to be prepared. Oh no! Gotta really start shopping for all these stuff soon! &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Mummy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; had already bought a hooded towel when she went to Hong Kong to visit &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Sis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; during Easter. So at least something in the list is checked. Hehe...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Gotta go update my checklist now..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13841743-3107918872965956086?l=lilpatchee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilpatchee.blogspot.com/feeds/3107918872965956086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13841743&amp;postID=3107918872965956086' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13841743/posts/default/3107918872965956086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13841743/posts/default/3107918872965956086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilpatchee.blogspot.com/2008/04/weighing-cantaloupe-at-30-weeks.html' title='Weighing A Cantaloupe At 30 Weeks'/><author><name>Lil Patchee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00223637415269114053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a4/lilpatchee/lilpatchee.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13841743.post-4724214027616254419</id><published>2008-04-15T15:46:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-23T14:42:36.433+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Future Gymnast</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;'s awfully active today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;He woke me up at 5 this morning and he has been moving and turning and wriggling like, forever ever since!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I don't know whether it's the Braxton Hicks contraction that I'm feeling or &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;'s really aggressive. One moment he juts his body somewhere on my right tummy (he seems to love to be in such position!), the entire part hardens and it stays that way for a few minutes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;It's hard to breathe whenever &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; does that. Urgh... I think I should leave the office now.. Go home and take a good rest..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, be good!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13841743-4724214027616254419?l=lilpatchee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilpatchee.blogspot.com/feeds/4724214027616254419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13841743&amp;postID=4724214027616254419' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13841743/posts/default/4724214027616254419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13841743/posts/default/4724214027616254419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilpatchee.blogspot.com/2008/04/future-gymnast.html' title='Future Gymnast'/><author><name>Lil Patchee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00223637415269114053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a4/lilpatchee/lilpatchee.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13841743.post-6953635828121857525</id><published>2008-04-12T16:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-23T11:55:46.972+08:00</updated><title type='text'>*Barf*</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Had such a nice lunch today.. Chee cheong fun and then jelly for dessert.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Then &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Hubby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and I decided to drop by at Toys 'R' Us in Subang Parade to check out the baby stuffs. Somehow it was very stuffy and humid there. I remembered not being able to stand or walk for too long, I kept eyeing for a place to sit!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Suddenly, I felt dizzy and everything went blur. Remembered telling &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Hubby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; that I needed to sit down for a while.. The moment we found an empty bench just outside the store, nausea kicked in. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Hubby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; immediately asked for a plastic bag. And then... I hurled...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;There goes my nice lunch... Is this the beginning of third trimester horror? &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;*Sighz*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13841743-6953635828121857525?l=lilpatchee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilpatchee.blogspot.com/feeds/6953635828121857525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13841743&amp;postID=6953635828121857525' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13841743/posts/default/6953635828121857525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13841743/posts/default/6953635828121857525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilpatchee.blogspot.com/2008/04/barf.html' title='*Barf*'/><author><name>Lil Patchee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00223637415269114053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a4/lilpatchee/lilpatchee.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13841743.post-3860230590423758314</id><published>2008-04-09T11:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-23T11:46:03.879+08:00</updated><title type='text'>29 Weeks</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;77 more days to go..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;As much as I'm excited to be able to finally meet &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; (and hug and kiss and spoil and love him to bits!) soon, I shudder at the thought of giving birth. I fear the pain, tear, sewing, needles and all.. I know I'm a huge worry pot but I can't help it. Imagine I actually shed tears just drawing &lt;a href="http://lilpatchee.blogspot.com/2007/12/horrific-blood-test.html"&gt;blood&lt;/a&gt; during my first trimester.. What's more childbirth!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Just pray and pray that I will be strong to go through the whole thing.. As natural as possible..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13841743-3860230590423758314?l=lilpatchee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilpatchee.blogspot.com/feeds/3860230590423758314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13841743&amp;postID=3860230590423758314' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13841743/posts/default/3860230590423758314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13841743/posts/default/3860230590423758314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilpatchee.blogspot.com/2008/04/29-weeks.html' title='29 Weeks'/><author><name>Lil Patchee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00223637415269114053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a4/lilpatchee/lilpatchee.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13841743.post-7025257155141271555</id><published>2008-04-06T15:48:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-23T10:50:01.346+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sleepless Nights</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;First of all, I really, really hope that there's no bad news on the pap smear results. Have I told you that I hate it so, so, so, so much?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;'s been wriggling a lot more often nowadays. Sometimes I let him listen to classical music to lull him back to sleep especially during work. But the bigger problem is that it's getting harder to sleep at night. I get backache if I lie on my back for too long. If I sleep on the right side, I worry my organs will get squished and anyhow, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; would wriggle and wriggle as a sign to tell me to switch my sleeping position. If I sleep on the left side for too long, my arms go numb.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;*Sighz*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; It's soooooo hard to get a goodnight sleep.. I've also even tried to prop more pillows under my head, and a pillow or two on my sides beside the tummy so that when I lie on either side, the tummy gets to 'rest' on the pillow.. Like a cushion to support the weight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;It doesn't help the fact that I'm in my 7th month now.. Just another 2 more months to go.. Or less!! Am beginning to feel the jitters... Just hope I don't get nightmares.. I need as much sleep as I can before &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; comes out to play!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13841743-7025257155141271555?l=lilpatchee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilpatchee.blogspot.com/feeds/7025257155141271555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13841743&amp;postID=7025257155141271555' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13841743/posts/default/7025257155141271555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13841743/posts/default/7025257155141271555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilpatchee.blogspot.com/2008/04/sleepless-nights.html' title='Sleepless Nights'/><author><name>Lil Patchee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00223637415269114053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a4/lilpatchee/lilpatchee.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13841743.post-8774433738455318388</id><published>2008-04-02T11:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-23T09:49:58.810+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Third Trimester!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;We have finally reached the last 3-month lap! &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;*Gasp*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;The Pregnancy Countdown Book says..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Third trimester ultimately serves one purpose: to make you so uncomfortable, so over it, so tired, so achy, so bitchy, so itchy, and so freakishly huge, that you will do anything to get the baby out of you, including pushing it out of a place where a tampon once felt gigantic."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Gee.... &lt;em&gt;Thanks&lt;/em&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13841743-8774433738455318388?l=lilpatchee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilpatchee.blogspot.com/feeds/8774433738455318388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13841743&amp;postID=8774433738455318388' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13841743/posts/default/8774433738455318388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13841743/posts/default/8774433738455318388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilpatchee.blogspot.com/2008/04/third-trimester.html' title='Third Trimester!'/><author><name>Lil Patchee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00223637415269114053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a4/lilpatchee/lilpatchee.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13841743.post-3458203389275043032</id><published>2008-03-29T15:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-23T10:00:52.919+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pap Smear</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Visited &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Doc&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, and he suggested that I do a pap smear test today itself... Just to make sure that there are no cancerous cells harmful to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I hate it! I hate it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;It was my first time doing such test.. Now I know why many people told me that it's dreadfully uncomfortable. It was horrible! The only consolation was that &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Hubby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Doc&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;'s wife were there with me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Doc&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;'s wife told me that I'd have to go through it again during labor.. Not exactly pap smear but more on prodding and all to check the dilation and to make sure that there are no infection within the vagina that can really harm &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; when he is on his way out to the world. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;*Sighz*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13841743-3458203389275043032?l=lilpatchee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilpatchee.blogspot.com/feeds/3458203389275043032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13841743&amp;postID=3458203389275043032' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13841743/posts/default/3458203389275043032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13841743/posts/default/3458203389275043032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilpatchee.blogspot.com/2008/03/pap-smear.html' title='Pap Smear'/><author><name>Lil Patchee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00223637415269114053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a4/lilpatchee/lilpatchee.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13841743.post-5040236817517244610</id><published>2008-03-26T09:28:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-23T09:42:30.675+08:00</updated><title type='text'>27 Weeks</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;91 more days! My last week of second trimester! &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;*GASP*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;The Pregnancy Countdown Book says that &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; should be taller than a Barbie, or in our case, Ken doll! Wuah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"This could be your last chance to travel somewhere and actually enjoy it. In another month, you won't want to be away from home, just in case. Besides, you'll be too big and tired to have fun. Think about it - Once the baby comes, you're not going anywhere on vacation, alone with your significant other, for at least several months."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;*Sighz*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; I was actually thinking of going somewhere nearby (maybe Port Dickson or even within PJ/KL itself!) for a short weekend getaway. Just to chill, relax and smell the roses. Then again, I won't be able to enjoy as much as I'd want to, since there are certain restrictions on what can I eat, drink and where can I go and do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Guess I'll have to save that after &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; is out.. A post-maternity holiday! Tee hee hee!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13841743-5040236817517244610?l=lilpatchee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilpatchee.blogspot.com/feeds/5040236817517244610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13841743&amp;postID=5040236817517244610' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13841743/posts/default/5040236817517244610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13841743/posts/default/5040236817517244610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilpatchee.blogspot.com/2008/03/27-weeks.html' title='27 Weeks'/><author><name>Lil Patchee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00223637415269114053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a4/lilpatchee/lilpatchee.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13841743.post-3330372116982589667</id><published>2008-03-22T16:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-17T15:46:44.639+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Growing Feet &amp; Glowing Hands</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Today's highlight in The Pregnancy Countdown Book is pretty interesting..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Many women may go up an entire shoe size by the time they have their babies. And in your next trimester, the swelling of your feet can worsen. But once all of the swelling subsides, you may find that you can get back into your old shoes.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Your feet are growing, and your other extremities, your hands, are probably glowing. Though you may still may not have that joyous pregnancy glow you were hoping for, at least one part of you is radiating - but unfortunately, it's the palms of your hands. You'll never believe this, but your suddenly bright red and itchy palms, and possibly the soles of your feet, were caused by increased estrogen."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Am lucky that so far, I do not have swollen feet (yet!) but when I do, I have an excuse to buy a new pair of sandals!&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt; *lol*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13841743-3330372116982589667?l=lilpatchee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilpatchee.blogspot.com/feeds/3330372116982589667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13841743&amp;postID=3330372116982589667' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13841743/posts/default/3330372116982589667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13841743/posts/default/3330372116982589667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilpatchee.blogspot.com/2008/03/growing-feet-glowing-hands.html' title='Growing Feet &amp; Glowing Hands'/><author><name>Lil Patchee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00223637415269114053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a4/lilpatchee/lilpatchee.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13841743.post-8071188498943087674</id><published>2008-03-21T14:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-17T14:20:56.011+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Monthly Checkup</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;We 'saw' &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; today! &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;*Grin*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Doc&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; checked the genitals again. This time, we saw the testes and the tiny penis between &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;'s legs. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; was definitely active, he just kept kicking and moving! We can now confirm that we're having a naughty little boy. Unless if &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Doc&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; is wrong twice!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; is now weighing about 800+ grams and his development is a bit slowed down by 1 week. But &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Doc&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; said that everything looks normal and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; seems to be healthy, so there's nothing to worry about. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;*Phew*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;As for the mummy, I have gained another 2 kgs, which brings me up to 45.6kg now. Yet another lifetime achievement! Woo hoo!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13841743-8071188498943087674?l=lilpatchee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilpatchee.blogspot.com/feeds/8071188498943087674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13841743&amp;postID=8071188498943087674' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13841743/posts/default/8071188498943087674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13841743/posts/default/8071188498943087674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilpatchee.blogspot.com/2008/03/monthly-checkup.html' title='Monthly Checkup'/><author><name>Lil Patchee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00223637415269114053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a4/lilpatchee/lilpatchee.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13841743.post-6327750107162621541</id><published>2008-03-20T13:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-16T14:03:58.207+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Babysitter</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;We, or rather, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Pa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; have found a sitter for &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. She lives within &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Hubby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;'s old neighbourhood. We will start engaging her services after my maternity leave which should be sometime in September. Only for weekdays, and we will bring &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; home every night. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Pa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; will drop by at the sitter's place every now and then to keep an eye on &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I should feel relieved that we have a babysitter now. But I don't. I am suddenly depressed about having to part with &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, leaving &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; with a stranger. Is she nice? Will she be kind to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;? Will she pay lots of attention and care towards &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;? Will she love &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; just as much as she love her own children?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I know I shouldn't rely on my parents to help me take care of &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; while I go to work.. But with them, at least I know &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; will definitely be in safe hands. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Mummy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; will fuss on him and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Daddy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; will teach him so many things and will read to him, just like how they did with &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Sis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and I.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I wish I do not need to work, or at least I can find a job which I can work from home. But it just won't be fair to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Hubby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. I can't let him struggle alone to provide for us. I wish I can do something. I wish there is a better way for me so that I do not need to part with &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, or at least &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; can be taken care by someone I trust a lot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Can someone help me? &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;*sobs*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13841743-6327750107162621541?l=lilpatchee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilpatchee.blogspot.com/feeds/6327750107162621541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13841743&amp;postID=6327750107162621541' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13841743/posts/default/6327750107162621541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13841743/posts/default/6327750107162621541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilpatchee.blogspot.com/2008/03/babysitter.html' title='Babysitter'/><author><name>Lil Patchee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00223637415269114053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a4/lilpatchee/lilpatchee.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13841743.post-3198413826821480498</id><published>2008-03-19T14:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-16T11:38:23.557+08:00</updated><title type='text'>26 Weeks</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;98 more days.. Gee.. We're down to 2 digits now!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Here's what The Pregnancy Countdown Book says for this week...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"His eyelids have been closed until now in order for the retinas to fully develop, but now his eyes are open and he's even blinking."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;- Does this mean that I can now  play 'lights on and off' with &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;? I read that &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; can cover his eyes with his hands if a torch light is shown towards him.. Hhhm..... &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;*sniggers*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Most of your intestines, large and small, have been pushed up into your upper abdomen - which explains why your food seems to sit there during meals. Gas pains can really get you under the ribs. There isn't much to do but wait. Some yoga poses can help you make room for all those squished organs; just make sure you follow a safe prenatal program."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;- Oh dear, heartburn again? Back to first trimester again? :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13841743-3198413826821480498?l=lilpatchee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilpatchee.blogspot.com/feeds/3198413826821480498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13841743&amp;postID=3198413826821480498' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13841743/posts/default/3198413826821480498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13841743/posts/default/3198413826821480498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilpatchee.blogspot.com/2008/03/26-weeks.html' title='26 Weeks'/><author><name>Lil Patchee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00223637415269114053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a4/lilpatchee/lilpatchee.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13841743.post-6448248130866230960</id><published>2008-03-18T16:39:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-02T10:27:17.003+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Carrying Low</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;A colleague asked if I'm having a boy. I answered &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;"Yes"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; and asked why.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Apparently, it's because the way I'm carrying &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; is low which indicates that I'm having a boy. If high, then it's a girl. I don't know how much of truth there is but hey, it's another one of those old wives' tales. So just listen lor, right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;But you know what, it will be darn funny if &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; ends up being a girl. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;*lol*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13841743-6448248130866230960?l=lilpatchee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilpatchee.blogspot.com/feeds/6448248130866230960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13841743&amp;postID=6448248130866230960' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13841743/posts/default/6448248130866230960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13841743/posts/default/6448248130866230960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilpatchee.blogspot.com/2008/03/carrying-low.html' title='Carrying Low'/><author><name>Lil Patchee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00223637415269114053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a4/lilpatchee/lilpatchee.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13841743.post-7533169963260448650</id><published>2008-03-17T10:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-02T10:19:18.531+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Countdown Begins</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;100 more days to go!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;*GASP*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13841743-7533169963260448650?l=lilpatchee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilpatchee.blogspot.com/feeds/7533169963260448650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13841743&amp;postID=7533169963260448650' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13841743/posts/default/7533169963260448650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13841743/posts/default/7533169963260448650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilpatchee.blogspot.com/2008/03/countdown-begins.html' title='Countdown Begins'/><author><name>Lil Patchee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00223637415269114053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a4/lilpatchee/lilpatchee.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13841743.post-4292783984373313633</id><published>2008-03-16T21:50:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-16T09:27:49.764+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Confinement Lady</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;She has been 'interviewed' and deposit has been paid for. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Poh Poh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; had recommended her, and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Mummy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; as well as her friend took the liberty to meet up with her and 'grilled' her with lots of questions. Well.. More like the friend did most of the grilling and when she was satisfied with the answers, she gave an 'OK' sign to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Mummy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and told her to proceed to paying the deposit. Hehehe...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Throughout the 27 days of confinement (why only 27? Why not 30 days?), I will be staying over at my parents' house. At least there will be someone to chit-chat with the confinement lady, and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Hubby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; need not worry so much about leaving me at home alone with &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and the confinement lady.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I just hope the confinement period will not be suffering. Hope that she is nice and patient!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13841743-4292783984373313633?l=lilpatchee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilpatchee.blogspot.com/feeds/4292783984373313633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13841743&amp;postID=4292783984373313633' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13841743/posts/default/4292783984373313633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13841743/posts/default/4292783984373313633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilpatchee.blogspot.com/2008/03/confinement-lady.html' title='Confinement Lady'/><author><name>Lil Patchee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00223637415269114053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a4/lilpatchee/lilpatchee.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13841743.post-2191807224650937043</id><published>2008-03-15T22:45:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-02T10:16:47.958+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bed For Baby</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;While the night was still young, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Hubby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and I decided to hop over to MidValley for some window shopping for &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;'s stuffs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;We stumbled upon a beautiful wooden baby cot in &lt;a href="http://www.planeteenfants.com.my/"&gt;Planete Enfants Mamours&lt;/a&gt;. A wooden cot was definitely not in our checklist coz &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Princess&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; had already given us &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Bumblebee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;'s playpen/travel cot and claimed that it was sufficient enough for &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; to sleep in. We of course, appreciated it but was also slightly upset that we weren't able to buy a proper wooden one for &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;But this one... We just couldn't help falling in love with it! It's a 4-in-1 &lt;a href="http://www.planeteenfants.com.my/pe/luciole.html"&gt;Luciole&lt;/a&gt; Deluxe baby cot that can be converted from a normal cot into a playpen, sofa bed and then a junior bed. Which means that it can be used till &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; is about 6 years old! The cot was on promotion, comes along with a 6-in-1 &lt;a href="http://www.lollipop.com.my/"&gt;Lollipop&lt;/a&gt; bedding set (2 pillows+cases, 1 bolster+case, 2 bumper pads and 1 fitted bedsheet), Safe 'N Sound 100% natural latex &lt;a href="http://www.safensound.com.my/html/s02_article/article_view.asp?id=115&amp;amp;nav_cat_id=141&amp;amp;nav_top_id=57"&gt;mattress&lt;/a&gt; (wowee!) and a Foot Prints gift set (1 bodysuit, 1 bib, 1 pair of mittens and booties, 1 cap and 1 set of plastic fork and spoon - all blue!).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Mummy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; almost jumped off the roof when I told her about it, and that the cot would be delivered to her place by the end of May since I'll be doing my confinement there. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"You are not willing to even fork out that much to buy a new bed for your guest room but you are willing to pay so much for a wooden cot for &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;".&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;But that's the thing, isn't it? No matter what, we always want the best for our children. Now that I'm going to be a mother soon, I begin to truly understand how tough life is for parents; how it has been for my parents to bring us up, to provide all they can for us. I will do that for my children too. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;*Grin*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;It's time to revise the checklist. There's still so many more things to shop for, but for now, I'm sooooooooooooo awfully glad that &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; is indeed finally going to be sleeping in a wooden cot after all!!! Hurray!!!!! And that will be the bed Baby will be sleeping in for the next 5-6 years. Unless of course, if we decide to have another baby during that period, then &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; will have to give it up for his younger sibling. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;*Wink*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13841743-2191807224650937043?l=lilpatchee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilpatchee.blogspot.com/feeds/2191807224650937043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13841743&amp;postID=2191807224650937043' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13841743/posts/default/2191807224650937043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13841743/posts/default/2191807224650937043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilpatchee.blogspot.com/2008/03/bed-for-baby.html' title='Bed For Baby'/><author><name>Lil Patchee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00223637415269114053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a4/lilpatchee/lilpatchee.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13841743.post-8484238258327335179</id><published>2008-03-14T08:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-16T09:15:27.662+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Amused</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It had been a while since &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Moorish&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Sue&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and I met up. So we decided to have dinner together at Marmalade Cafe, Bangsar Village last night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Although we mass e-mail each other several times during our working hours every day, nothing beats having direct chit-chats and well, just enjoying the girls' companionship. Needless to say, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Sue&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; was really amused when she saw me. The skinny and short girl she has always known ever since high school now has a growing tummy and is going to be a mother in 3 months time. Sometimes I can't believe it myself too.. Gosh! We've all grown up!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;It was a very nice and simple girls' night out. It has been such a long time since I've had that, ,especially since I got pregnant. I know that once &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; is out, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; will take up most of my time. It's definitely life-changing, but no matter what, I will always try my best to find time for my friends, in any way. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13841743-8484238258327335179?l=lilpatchee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilpatchee.blogspot.com/feeds/8484238258327335179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13841743&amp;postID=8484238258327335179' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13841743/posts/default/8484238258327335179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13841743/posts/default/8484238258327335179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilpatchee.blogspot.com/2008/03/amused.html' title='Amused'/><author><name>Lil Patchee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00223637415269114053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a4/lilpatchee/lilpatchee.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13841743.post-4961004051092350544</id><published>2008-03-12T11:06:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-26T09:24:33.218+08:00</updated><title type='text'>25 Weeks</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; is 25 weeks today. 105 more days to go..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Apparently &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; may already have a distinct hair color, although according to the Pregnancy Countdown Book, it's common for this color to change once he's born or during his first year of life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I've seen many Asian babies born with golden brown hair, one would almost think that they're from a mixed heritage. I wonder how will &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;'s look like....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13841743-4961004051092350544?l=lilpatchee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilpatchee.blogspot.com/feeds/4961004051092350544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13841743&amp;postID=4961004051092350544' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13841743/posts/default/4961004051092350544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13841743/posts/default/4961004051092350544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilpatchee.blogspot.com/2008/03/25-weeks.html' title='25 Weeks'/><author><name>Lil Patchee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00223637415269114053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a4/lilpatchee/lilpatchee.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13841743.post-3206555946336900623</id><published>2008-03-11T14:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-26T09:23:44.165+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby Wishlist</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Baby checklist cum wishlist is finally completed and ready for first revision!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't believe it... For such a small little fella, there can be soooooooo many things to buy!! The nursery, car and travel, feeding, bath and babycare, safety, nappy and clothing. Gee.... It is indeed an expensive affair. But hey, it will all be worth it. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time to go shopping real soon, while the grand sale is on!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13841743-3206555946336900623?l=lilpatchee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilpatchee.blogspot.com/feeds/3206555946336900623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13841743&amp;postID=3206555946336900623' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13841743/posts/default/3206555946336900623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13841743/posts/default/3206555946336900623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilpatchee.blogspot.com/2008/03/baby-wishlist.html' title='Baby Wishlist'/><author><name>Lil Patchee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00223637415269114053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a4/lilpatchee/lilpatchee.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13841743.post-1167593003371208042</id><published>2008-03-08T21:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-26T09:03:55.290+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wobbling Tummy</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; seems to be bigger now, judging by his rapid movement within the womb.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;He moves around whenever I'm not, especially during the night. I'd spend at least an hour or so before bedtime, just lying on the bed, watching &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; perform his somersaults. He's really an active fella, I tell you. Sometimes I can feel him turn, sometimes I feel him kick, and he really gives a mean kick whenever he's not comfortable (to tell me to switch position!).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Just the other night, I managed to use my mobile phone to record &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;'s kicks. He was really doing acrobats big time then! My tummy was wobbling like mad, every now and then, one side of the tummy would jut out like as if it was going to expand and explode.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It really makes &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Hubby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and I laugh whenever &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; does this. What can I say, he's already the sunshine of our lives. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;*Grin*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; Gotta go.. I have a date with &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. Tee hee hee!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13841743-1167593003371208042?l=lilpatchee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilpatchee.blogspot.com/feeds/1167593003371208042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13841743&amp;postID=1167593003371208042' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13841743/posts/default/1167593003371208042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13841743/posts/default/1167593003371208042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilpatchee.blogspot.com/2008/03/wobbling-tummy.html' title='Wobbling Tummy'/><author><name>Lil Patchee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00223637415269114053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a4/lilpatchee/lilpatchee.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13841743.post-2431266968095021249</id><published>2008-03-05T14:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-19T12:54:47.326+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Soccer Ball Uterus</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It's 24 weeks now. Another week and it will be 6 months. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;*Gasp*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;According to The Pregnancy Countdown book...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Don't kick that soccer ball - just hold it in your hands. To describe your uterus, we must turn to the world of sports. This week, your uterus is the size of a soccer ball and is now an inch (2.5cm) above your belly button. Yep, that's big! He has a sense of equilibrium; he can tell the difference between upside down and right side up".&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Gee.. Soccer ball eh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13841743-2431266968095021249?l=lilpatchee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilpatchee.blogspot.com/feeds/2431266968095021249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13841743&amp;postID=2431266968095021249' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13841743/posts/default/2431266968095021249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13841743/posts/default/2431266968095021249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilpatchee.blogspot.com/2008/03/soccer-ball-uterus.html' title='Soccer Ball Uterus'/><author><name>Lil Patchee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00223637415269114053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a4/lilpatchee/lilpatchee.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13841743.post-6156456726497819656</id><published>2008-02-27T11:15:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-19T12:47:26.033+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tiny Doll @ 23 Weeks</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; is 23 weeks today, apparently looking like a tiny doll, complete with fingernails and toenails.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Here's what &lt;a href="http://www.3dpregnancy.com/"&gt;3DPregnancy&lt;/a&gt; has to say...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"I recognize Dad by his voice and I really enjoy it if he rubs Mom's tummy to feel me kick (but sometimes I swim away from him just to make him grumpy)".&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You two can make contact with him. If you press on your abdomen and push it slightly to the side, he will definitely respond. Also, if he kicks and you react, he will certainly continue, he will let you feel that he's there. You can talk to him and sing for him because you know that he can recognize your voices already.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;119 more days to go.. Gee.. Why does it feel like the second trimester is passing by so quickly, faster than the first one? Nooooooooo...... Don't go yet!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13841743-6156456726497819656?l=lilpatchee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilpatchee.blogspot.com/feeds/6156456726497819656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13841743&amp;postID=6156456726497819656' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13841743/posts/default/6156456726497819656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13841743/posts/default/6156456726497819656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilpatchee.blogspot.com/2008/02/tiny-doll-23-weeks.html' title='Tiny Doll @ 23 Weeks'/><author><name>Lil Patchee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00223637415269114053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a4/lilpatchee/lilpatchee.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13841743.post-806725178163560804</id><published>2008-02-23T16:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-13T14:34:55.348+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Gender</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;We went for our much anticipated monthly check-up (it is always very exciting to see &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;!) and yes, we finally saw &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;'s gender!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Doc&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; zoomed straight towards the genitals. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; wasn't in the best position but &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Doc&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; was able to locate both of &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;'s legs. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Hubby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and I were in a daze coz we obviously couldn't interpret the image. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Doc&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and his wife were really cheeky though. The wife took a look at the image, said &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;"Oh, I saw it already"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; and walked out of the room! &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Hubby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and I just looked towards her direction and then at each other with a huge question mark on our faces. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Doc&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, even cheekier, explained that he had to firstly locate the V part where the legs meet, pointed at it, and said that if there is something protruding, it means it's a boy. We stared the screen long enough to notice that there was indeed something extra there. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;"Means it's a boy?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; He said &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;"Yes"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. He then promptly checked if it could be the umbilical cord but after making sure that there is no blood flowing on that 'extra' part and that the umbilical cord is pretty much floating around the top of &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;'s body, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Doc&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; said that he can safely say &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; has 80% chance of being a boy. Oh dear, we don't have a boy's name for &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;!!! &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;*gasp*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;All the while, we had been hoping for a girl. I can play dress up with her. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Hubby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; can call her his little girl and bring her out for walks. We even thought of a nice name for her. So yes, it was really an unexpecting news. But now that we know, a boy is just as nice. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Hubby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; get to play basketball with him. He will be our little man in the house. What's more important is that as long as &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; is healthy, the gender really shouldn't matter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Another happy news is that, I am now 43.6kg (my lifetime achievement, woo hoo!!!), 2.3kg gain from the previous check-up. It probably must have been all those CNY food I've had! For once, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Doc&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; was very satisfied with that! &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; is now weighing 443grams. Apparently at the rate I'm going, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; probably wouldn't exceed 3kgs which is good and should be easy to deliver. I really hope so too!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;We announced &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;'s gender to our families and the godparents-to-be (&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; is soooo loved!!!). Hehe... We're having a kuchee-rat boy!!! He's surely gonna be just as handsome as his Daddy!! We will be able to start shopping for blue stuff soon! &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;*Grin*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13841743-806725178163560804?l=lilpatchee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilpatchee.blogspot.com/feeds/806725178163560804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13841743&amp;postID=806725178163560804' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13841743/posts/default/806725178163560804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13841743/posts/default/806725178163560804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilpatchee.blogspot.com/2008/02/gender.html' title='The Gender'/><author><name>Lil Patchee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00223637415269114053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a4/lilpatchee/lilpatchee.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13841743.post-1117343194886944097</id><published>2008-02-22T11:26:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-06T16:22:32.577+08:00</updated><title type='text'>:(</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Mummy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; contracted shingles a few days ago and she imposed a 2 to 3-week ban on me from seeing her. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;"It's dangerous for pregnant women"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;, she said.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Am upset coz as much as I love her to want to do something for her, to stay with her to take care of her until she recovers, I have to obey because I know she loves me just as much and she doesn't want anything to harm &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I can't do anything but to ask about her recovery through the phone everyday. Am sad when she complains about the rashes, headaches and muscle pain. I think I will buy some fruits and a bouquet of flowers to cheer her up a bit. Will drop by on my way home from work tonight and pass them to her via &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Daddy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;*Sighz*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;She insisted that I do not tell &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Sis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; about her condition, where as &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Sis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; is now suffering from a really bad diarrhea in Shanghai and she also told me not to tell &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Mummy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. But of them just doesn't want the other party to worry, yet now I'm worrying for the both of them! &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;*Double sighz*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I honestly pray for their speedy recovery. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Hubby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and I are going for our monthly check-up tomorrow and I so pray that there won't be additional worries about &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;*prays*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13841743-1117343194886944097?l=lilpatchee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilpatchee.blogspot.com/feeds/1117343194886944097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13841743&amp;postID=1117343194886944097' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13841743/posts/default/1117343194886944097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13841743/posts/default/1117343194886944097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilpatchee.blogspot.com/2008/02/blog-post.html' title=':('/><author><name>Lil Patchee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00223637415269114053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a4/lilpatchee/lilpatchee.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13841743.post-1847863401005442423</id><published>2008-02-20T22:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-07T08:25:13.553+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Booby Pears @ 22 Weeks</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Forget the fruit bowl . Now you're the fruit. Make that pear - but with breasts."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;~ The Pregnancy Countdown book&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Gee.. What a nice way to describe the way I look now, eh? The funny thing is that, I don't really look very pregnant unless you look at me from the side coz my tummy's kind of sharp-looking. Some say that if the tummy is sharp towards the front, it's a girl. But an ex-colleague of &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Hubby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;'s, who has 2 sons, said that if it's sharp, then it's a boy. If it's a girl, then the tummy will be very rounded and the mother will look very clumsy. She also said that if the father consumes a lot of meat, then there's a higher chance of conceiving a boy coz apparently meat is acidic and will give a higher sperm count with more male chromosomes or something like that. Eat more vege, and you'll get a girl. I don't know, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Hubby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and I are hoping for a girl, but hopefully we'll be able to see this coming Saturday when we go for our monthly check up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;In the meantime, I'm trying to 'psycho' &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; to open his/her legs wide for us! Oh, the suspense!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13841743-1847863401005442423?l=lilpatchee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilpatchee.blogspot.com/feeds/1847863401005442423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13841743&amp;postID=1847863401005442423' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13841743/posts/default/1847863401005442423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13841743/posts/default/1847863401005442423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilpatchee.blogspot.com/2008/02/booby-pears-22-weeks.html' title='Booby Pears @ 22 Weeks'/><author><name>Lil Patchee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00223637415269114053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a4/lilpatchee/lilpatchee.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13841743.post-54874969654070708</id><published>2008-02-20T17:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-06T16:20:49.532+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Playing Host</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Hubby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and I will be hosting one of &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Footitie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;'s online friends from Hong Kong. She will be touching down tonight and is staying for a week.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;We've not met her before and I've only chatted with her a couple of times online to confirm the arrangement - accomodation, flight and transportation. She sounded like a very decent person. It's our first time playing host to a 'stranger' nevertheless we will provide as best as we can to make her feel at home. Besides we get to know a new friend and we can all go gallivanting for food together, with the help of her nifty guide book. I'm sure there's many places we've probably not been before nor food that we've not tried before. Hehehehe...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I'm actually looking forward to her arrival!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13841743-54874969654070708?l=lilpatchee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilpatchee.blogspot.com/feeds/54874969654070708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13841743&amp;postID=54874969654070708' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13841743/posts/default/54874969654070708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13841743/posts/default/54874969654070708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilpatchee.blogspot.com/2008/02/playing-host.html' title='Playing Host'/><author><name>Lil Patchee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00223637415269114053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a4/lilpatchee/lilpatchee.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13841743.post-1725194616192656111</id><published>2008-02-19T08:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-04T17:27:03.581+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Knock Knock</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Now that my tummy's getting harder, I've been playing &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;*knock knock*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; jokes with &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It sounds really silly when I think about it, but I love it especially when &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; responds by kicking me. Either &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; loves it or &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; is just annoyed!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I also decided to mess around and took this shot..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;a title="Patchee &amp;amp; My Tummy by Lil' Patchee, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/60887259@N00/2309986280/"&gt;&lt;img height="443" alt="Patchee &amp;amp; My Tummy" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3243/2309986280_f7f3f13dbd.jpg" width="302" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Patchee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &amp;amp; my tummy&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Xiao Ping&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; thought my tummy was a mandarin orange!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;*lol*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13841743-1725194616192656111?l=lilpatchee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilpatchee.blogspot.com/feeds/1725194616192656111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13841743&amp;postID=1725194616192656111' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13841743/posts/default/1725194616192656111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13841743/posts/default/1725194616192656111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilpatchee.blogspot.com/2008/02/knock-knock.html' title='Knock Knock'/><author><name>Lil Patchee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00223637415269114053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a4/lilpatchee/lilpatchee.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3243/2309986280_f7f3f13dbd_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13841743.post-5018409343349953503</id><published>2008-02-13T17:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-04T17:18:49.102+08:00</updated><title type='text'>21 Weeks Banana</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;People always ask me how many months am I now. I would say &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;"4-5 months, I think"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; coz I really do not know how do one calculate the months. I mean, 40 weeks is more like 10 months, don't you think so? Perhaps I should ask &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Doc&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; about this during the next check-up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Anyway, we're 21 weeks today and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; is supposedly to be the length of a banana now. Pregnancy Countdown book stated that &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;"her tongue, which, of course, she will never, ever stick out at you, is now fully formed"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. That's so cute!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The book, as well as &lt;a href="http://www.3dpregnancy.com/"&gt;3dPregnancy&lt;/a&gt; also stated that the Braxton Hicks contractions usually start around now. Apparently, they're just a painless, tightening sensation in the abdomen which may last for up to 30 seconds and cover just one part of the belly. Some people relate them as "practice" contractions for the World Series (which is the real one during labour!).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Oh dear.. Now I'm worried... I hope I'll be able to handle the contractions without any medical assistance...........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13841743-5018409343349953503?l=lilpatchee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilpatchee.blogspot.com/feeds/5018409343349953503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13841743&amp;postID=5018409343349953503' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13841743/posts/default/5018409343349953503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13841743/posts/default/5018409343349953503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilpatchee.blogspot.com/2008/02/21-weeks-banana.html' title='21 Weeks Banana'/><author><name>Lil Patchee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00223637415269114053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a4/lilpatchee/lilpatchee.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13841743.post-1608866534269688638</id><published>2008-02-09T17:27:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-04T17:05:48.478+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy CNY</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;a title="Choy San Yeh by Lil' Patchee, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/60887259@N00/2309965266/"&gt;&lt;img height="321" alt="Choy San Yeh" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2205/2309965266_90b3af7b85.jpg" width="331" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Choy San Yeh with earrings. Tee hee hee!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It's been a quiet CNY this year. There's the usual family gatherings now and then, visiting relatives here and there, and not forgetting, distributing angpows to our family members and other kids.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Yet, something is missing. Ahhhh... The lively atmosphere that we've always had in every year of our CNY celebration in &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Daddy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;'s hometown. Every CNY eve, we would head back there and prepare for our reunion dinner. We would help &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Yeh Yeh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; set up the altar at the car porch with lots of food. After our dinner, the rest of our relatives would gather in the house. Imagine having &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Yeh Yeh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Nai Nai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Daddy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and his 8 other siblings, along with their spouses, 40-odd grandchildren and about 15 great grandchildren everywhere within the premise. The elder ones would play mahjong and blackjack whereas the younger ones would roam around the street playing fireworks, and of course there would be a few hanging out at the living hall watching tv.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Come the auspicious time, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Yeh Yeh &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;would begin his prayers and welcome the Gods (sorry, can't remember which one is it - Sky or Kitchen God) and one of my uncles would light the firecrackers. It was oh, so lively!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;But it's not like that here in PJ/KL. It's almost like a dead town! Here I am, munching on those CNY cookies and mandarin oranges while staring at my decorated CNY tree (with blinking 'firecrackers' lights too!). I shouldn't be feasting on them in the first place coz they're heaty and apparently, oranges will make &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; cough a lot in the future. But what the heck, it's CNY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Oh well, hope you're all having a great CNY holiday, wherever you are! Gong xi fa cai!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13841743-1608866534269688638?l=lilpatchee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilpatchee.blogspot.com/feeds/1608866534269688638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13841743&amp;postID=1608866534269688638' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13841743/posts/default/1608866534269688638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13841743/posts/default/1608866534269688638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilpatchee.blogspot.com/2008/02/happy-cny.html' title='Happy CNY'/><author><name>Lil Patchee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00223637415269114053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a4/lilpatchee/lilpatchee.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2205/2309965266_90b3af7b85_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13841743.post-3444642744431182480</id><published>2008-02-06T21:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-04T15:46:38.196+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Half-Baked @ 20 Weeks</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The bun in my oven is half-baked today. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;*lol*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; That said, we're halfway there!! 126 more days to go!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;It seemed like only yesterday when we found out that we're expecting a baby and suddenly now, I wake up and see a huge bulge in front of me. Not only that, the thought of delivering &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; in less than 20 weeks time! &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;*Gasp*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Well, the bump isn't really that huge but it does seem slightly bigger each day, and of course, the flutterings. I just love to play with &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; - talking to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, shaking and rubbing the tummy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Sis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; just came back from Hong Kong today and already, she bought a few stuffs for &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; - a small lime jacket (can't believe babies are soooooooooooooo tiny!!), a couple of cute little bibs and a very cute pair of pastel-coloured jester shoes. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; is so lucky!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Oh well, CNY is here tomorrow. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Hubby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and I got to go do a little spring cleaning around the house a bit. Not that I'm able to do much though.. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;*Sighz*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Here's wishing everyone a wonderful Ratatouille year!!!!!!!!! It will also be the year for our little Kuchee-Rat that's happily swimming around in my tummy. Tee hee hee!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13841743-3444642744431182480?l=lilpatchee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilpatchee.blogspot.com/feeds/3444642744431182480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13841743&amp;postID=3444642744431182480' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13841743/posts/default/3444642744431182480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13841743/posts/default/3444642744431182480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilpatchee.blogspot.com/2008/06/half-baked-20-weeks.html' title='Half-Baked @ 20 Weeks'/><author><name>Lil Patchee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00223637415269114053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a4/lilpatchee/lilpatchee.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13841743.post-5041101921092226012</id><published>2008-01-30T15:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-04T15:28:03.950+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Slice Of Watermelon @ 19 Weeks</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;We're now on our 19th week!! Back to the fruit bowl, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; should be the length of a slice of watermelon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Gee... Speaking of that, I haven't had a single bite of watermelon ever since I found out I am pregnant! All because of these Chinese superstitions that a pregnant woman cannot consume anything cooling like :-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;* pineapple (because it will flush out your baby like how it will speed up your monthly period flow if you consume it before your period)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;* all kinds of melon like watermelon and honeydew&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;* papaya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;* coconut (&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;*gah*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;! My favourite!!!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I try to be obedient.. If I can avoid, then I will. But so far throughout my pregnancy, I've taken coconut once. So it's still ok. Hehehe.. Besides, pregnant women tend to be very heaty, so why can't we take cooling stuff to cool ourselves down, right? &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;*wink*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13841743-5041101921092226012?l=lilpatchee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilpatchee.blogspot.com/feeds/5041101921092226012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13841743&amp;postID=5041101921092226012' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13841743/posts/default/5041101921092226012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13841743/posts/default/5041101921092226012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilpatchee.blogspot.com/2008/01/slice-of-watermelon-19-weeks.html' title='Slice Of Watermelon @ 19 Weeks'/><author><name>Lil Patchee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00223637415269114053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a4/lilpatchee/lilpatchee.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13841743.post-8922394104160002024</id><published>2008-01-26T16:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-15T08:32:52.564+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cheeky Baby</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;We got to see &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; today!!! Was awake quite early in the morning actually coz I thought I felt some movement in the womb. Wasn't sure if it was &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; or gas bubbles though..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Anyhow, got to the clinic with &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Hubby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, feeling so darn excited. But while waiting for our turn, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Doc&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; had to speed off to the hospital to conduct a delivery. We had to wait for an hour or so until he got back to attend to us. Aren't we just so patient? Hehe..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;We did the usual weight measurement and I'm so happy to say that I'm now 41.3 kg, which means I gained 1.2 kg!!! Well.. It's still far away from my 4 kg target but at least I'm not gaining grams now! &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;*Joy joy*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Got propped up onto the bed and we finally saw &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;!! &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; was sleeping upside down and kind of showing the left profile of the body. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Doc&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; needed to be able to see both legs clearly (which wasn't so at that time) so he couldn't tell us the gender as of yet. :( Just when &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Doc&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; was moving the scanner across the tummy, I felt a kick. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Doc&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; asked if I felt the kicking and indeed, all of us saw &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; kicking in the screen!! So that's how it feels like!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; was moving a bit and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Doc&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; showed us the legs, hands, tummy and did some measurements. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Doc&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; said that &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; is growing well, some parts of the body is showing 18+ weeks but some other parts is showing a few days late which is actually not too bad after all. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; is indeed catching up on his/her development. Great improvement (thanks to Isetan's yummy bento sets!!) but I still need to gain more weight. Darn!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;As we tried to tell &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; to show us the private parts and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Doc&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; tried to move &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; a bit with the scanner, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; cheekily turned his/her entire back to us! We saw the perfectly formed spine and the buttocks!!! So naughty!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;a title="Baby at 18+ Weeks by Lil' Patchee, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/60887259@N00/2243281457/"&gt;&lt;img height="364" alt="Baby at 18+ Weeks" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2179/2243281457_a283eedf44_o.jpg" width="358" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;That's &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; sleeping upside down, showing us the left profile. The head on the right where as you can see the big tummy on the left. The little black thing in the middle of the body is the heart. A brief explanation on the measurements :-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;CRL : Crown-rump length, measures from the top of the head to the buttocks for an accurate estimation of the gestational age.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;BPD : Biparietal diameter, it's the diameter measurement between the two sides of the head.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;FL : Femur length, measures the thigh which is the longest bone in the body and reflects the longitudinal growth of the fetus.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Well, hopefully we'll be able to see the gender&lt;/span&gt; during the next check-up but if &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; just wants to keep giving us suspense, then let it be a suprise. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;*Grin*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13841743-8922394104160002024?l=lilpatchee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilpatchee.blogspot.com/feeds/8922394104160002024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13841743&amp;postID=8922394104160002024' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13841743/posts/default/8922394104160002024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13841743/posts/default/8922394104160002024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilpatchee.blogspot.com/2008/02/cheeky-baby.html' title='Cheeky Baby'/><author><name>Lil Patchee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00223637415269114053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a4/lilpatchee/lilpatchee.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13841743.post-3046711428875577698</id><published>2008-01-25T17:18:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-13T15:07:50.740+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yummy Chili's</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;We celebrated birthdays for &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Har Ku&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Elf &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;(his is a slightly early one!) at Chili's Grill &amp;amp; Bar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;A few of us decided to share 3 heap dishes amongst ourselves and it was more than enough to fill our tummies!! Not forgetting the complimentary birthday hot fudge. So sinful!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;a title="Chili's Grill &amp;amp; Bar by Lil' Patchee, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/60887259@N00/2243281401/"&gt;&lt;img height="304" alt="Chili's Grill &amp;amp; Bar" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2314/2243281401_2d1dbf1905_o.jpg" width="413" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;A look at this picture practically made us drool again... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13841743-3046711428875577698?l=lilpatchee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilpatchee.blogspot.com/feeds/3046711428875577698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13841743&amp;postID=3046711428875577698' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13841743/posts/default/3046711428875577698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13841743/posts/default/3046711428875577698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilpatchee.blogspot.com/2008/01/yummy-chilis.html' title='Yummy Chili&apos;s'/><author><name>Lil Patchee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00223637415269114053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a4/lilpatchee/lilpatchee.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13841743.post-3663985275160129218</id><published>2008-01-24T21:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-04T15:11:37.308+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My First Maternity Wear!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Was so happy that Thaipusam was declared a holiday for KL yesterday. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Took the opportunity to try shopping for clothes. There were so many nice clothes on sale everywhere especially those lovely cheongsams from Somerset Bay.. But the darnest thing is that I can't fit into them! &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;*Sighz*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; What's more, I have to shop for clothes that are loose so that I can still wear them in the months to come. And I don't quite like the collections they have in the usual maternity shops.. They seem so err... Old-fashioned.. Hehe..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Anyhow, I still ended up in ModernMum and finally decided to buy a pair of kangaroo-pouched, low-waisted jeans. My very first maternity wear. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;*lol*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; It looks so funny yet comfy. There's a pouch which you can either tuck it inside the jeans, fold it outwards or when the bump gets much bigger, you can just fold the pouch over the bump. After delivery, you can remove the pouch from the buttons and wear the jeans like normal. There's also a garter attached with buttons around the band which is adjustable according to the size of your growing hips. Very nice! It costs quite a bit, but at least I can be rest assured that I can still wear the jeans till delivery and maybe for my next pregnancy. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;*lol*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;a title="Maternity Jeans by Lil' Patchee, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/60887259@N00/2244063044/"&gt;&lt;img height="263" alt="Maternity Jeans" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2102/2244063044_022b73105f.jpg" width="398" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;My kangaroo-pouched jeans&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Now that I'm happy with this purchase, I've got to look for other clothes! Aikz!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13841743-3663985275160129218?l=lilpatchee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilpatchee.blogspot.com/feeds/3663985275160129218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13841743&amp;postID=3663985275160129218' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13841743/posts/default/3663985275160129218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13841743/posts/default/3663985275160129218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilpatchee.blogspot.com/2008/01/my-first-maternity-wear.html' title='My First Maternity Wear!'/><author><name>Lil Patchee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00223637415269114053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a4/lilpatchee/lilpatchee.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2102/2244063044_022b73105f_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13841743.post-4701815632048373995</id><published>2008-01-23T09:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-04T15:00:22.708+08:00</updated><title type='text'>18 Weeks</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; is 18 weeks today and we're going for our check-up this coming weekend! Yay!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Lately I've been feeling something going on in my tummy. It's like as if something is moving within me, and sometimes it comes along with a soft knock against the tummy from inside. It's funny coz the tummy wobbles by itself. I know for sure it's definitely &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;'s doing but seems like as if there's an alien growing in me (think of the movie Relic or was it Alien itself?).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;It's exciting indeed. The more I re-read the lines from &lt;a href="http://www.3dpregnancy.com/"&gt;3dPregnancy&lt;/a&gt;, the more I look forward to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;'s movement :-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"What is that fluttering, itchy sensation in your stomach? Could it be your baby who is telling you: "Mommy, do you feel me?""&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"What is that little shock I feel there on the lower left, hey now I feel it again.. Is that my little one?"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"In the beginning it seems like the flutter of a butterfly but pretty soon it feels like he is playing soccer. But whatever it feels like it is still unique and lovely, so lovely.."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Very, extremely lovely indeed!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13841743-4701815632048373995?l=lilpatchee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilpatchee.blogspot.com/feeds/4701815632048373995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13841743&amp;postID=4701815632048373995' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13841743/posts/default/4701815632048373995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13841743/posts/default/4701815632048373995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilpatchee.blogspot.com/2008/01/18-weeks.html' title='18 Weeks'/><author><name>Lil Patchee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00223637415269114053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a4/lilpatchee/lilpatchee.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13841743.post-5725471059860959100</id><published>2008-01-20T22:27:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-13T15:07:23.268+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby Names</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Hubby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and I spent almost 2 hours in Borders today, browsing though baby names books. We ended up buying 2 books - A World Of Baby Names; and What's In A Chinese Name.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It's going to be so tough choosing that one special name for our little bundle of joy, but what's even tougher is picking the Chinese name! We came across a Japanese name - Kamenosuke - which, I tell you, you wouldn't be able to guess what it means..... A turtle's helper! With a meaning like that, no wonder Kamenosuke sounds so like &lt;em&gt;'kami not suka'&lt;/em&gt; (we don't like). &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;*lol*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Hopefully we'll be able to tell &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;'s gender soon so that we can choose only 1 name, but anyhow, we'll try to decide on a boy's and a girl's name just in case. Any suggestions?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13841743-5725471059860959100?l=lilpatchee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilpatchee.blogspot.com/feeds/5725471059860959100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13841743&amp;postID=5725471059860959100' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13841743/posts/default/5725471059860959100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13841743/posts/default/5725471059860959100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilpatchee.blogspot.com/2008/01/baby-names.html' title='Baby Names'/><author><name>Lil Patchee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00223637415269114053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a4/lilpatchee/lilpatchee.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13841743.post-3787820110841869858</id><published>2008-01-19T21:15:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-13T15:07:08.659+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jewel's Girl</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Jewel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; delivered her baby girl yesterday. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Moorish&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Sue&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and I went to visit them at the hospital this morning.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Jewel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; told us that she was induced twice, contractions were a minute apart but her cervix could not open and the best part was that she didn't feel any pain! She decided that she had enough of the finger-poking and so was then wheeled in for Caesarean, half bottom of her body fully numbed with epidural. Her husband saw the entire process and the surgeon even took her uterus out and showed it to him! She said that she felt only pressure when they cut her up and she was still on epidural when we visited her. Everything was really pleasant for her. I pray and hope that mine is like that. I want to go for natural delivery but I know that anything can happen. I just pray and hope that when the day comes, everything will go very smoothly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Back to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, am quite upset that I don't seem to be gaining weight. The check-up is just next week and for sure, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Doc&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;'s gonna be unhappy about it. I have really been trying to eat a lot, taking a lot of balanced diet meals, but it somehow doesn't seem to be enough. This coming week, I must double my food intake. I must gain weight!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13841743-3787820110841869858?l=lilpatchee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilpatchee.blogspot.com/feeds/3787820110841869858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13841743&amp;postID=3787820110841869858' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13841743/posts/default/3787820110841869858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13841743/posts/default/3787820110841869858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilpatchee.blogspot.com/2008/01/jewels-girl.html' title='Jewel&apos;s Girl'/><author><name>Lil Patchee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00223637415269114053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a4/lilpatchee/lilpatchee.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13841743.post-6288821518303745978</id><published>2008-01-16T15:04:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-13T15:06:47.654+08:00</updated><title type='text'>17 Weeks</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; is 17 weeks today! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.3dpregnancy.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;3DPregnancy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; stated that I might possibly be able to feel some flutterings.. I wonder how that feels like.. I'm trying real hard to recognize them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Am so glad that I'm not vomitting anymore, or at least I hope not as frequent as I used to be. My appetite is growing and I'm not as tired as I was the past few months. Am still having short of breath whenever I take long walks, but at least they are more bearable now. Besides, I'm trying to find excuses to walk even more. Hehe.. Good for delivery mar!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;A friend borrowed me the book 'What To Expect When You're Expecting'. Apparently it's highly recommended, very detailed and informative. Well, even if it's not, at least there's something new for me to read. Perhaps this way, I can cultivate the reading habit in &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Am also trying to listento more music especially before I go to bed, so that &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; will be more exposed to sounds. Anyhow, it's really relaxing for me. Relax is good for me and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. Hehe..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13841743-6288821518303745978?l=lilpatchee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilpatchee.blogspot.com/feeds/6288821518303745978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13841743&amp;postID=6288821518303745978' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13841743/posts/default/6288821518303745978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13841743/posts/default/6288821518303745978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilpatchee.blogspot.com/2008/01/17-weeks.html' title='17 Weeks'/><author><name>Lil Patchee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00223637415269114053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a4/lilpatchee/lilpatchee.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13841743.post-4286457380751932706</id><published>2008-01-10T14:49:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-13T15:06:32.825+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Avocado @ 16 Weeks</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; is 16 weeks today, apparently should be the size of a large avocado!! So fast, yah. 4 more weeks and we're halfway through the journey! It comes with mixed feelings though.. I'm of course really excited to meet &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, but I'm very worried about labor. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;*Sighz*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; I really hope I can get through it.. Must exercise more now... For me and for &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Mummy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; boiled bird's nest again today. According to many, bird's nest is good for &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;'s skin complexion - fair and all. But according to some as well, it's not good to take it too often. Reason being because it is good for the skin, too much of it will make the skin even more sensitive, i.e. very easily prone to marks when scratched and rashes too. So far I've taken it twice within a span of a fortnight, hope that's alright and not too much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;She also showed me some of the baby clothes that &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Muffins Uncle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; gave her the other day, so many on Sesame Street and Snoopy. They're sooooooooooo cute!! Can't believe that babies are soooo small and tiny!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Speaking of 16 weeks, I don't know if it's a good thing that I'm not really showing yet. I hope &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; is small but not lacking of nutritions. I must eat but not too much. I read that &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;'s toenails are starting to grow and the nose can tweak already. So exciting! If only I have some kind of machine that I can use to monitor &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; all the time. Then again, I guess I wouldn't be doing anything else but to watch &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. Hehe!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I wonder how &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; looks like. Will &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; have &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Hubby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;'s killer smile? Will &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; have smaller eyes than ours? Will &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; have long fingers like me? Ooohh.. I can't wait!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;And oh, I'm so happy.. I can drink Milo again!! Wheeeeeeee!!!! I don't know why, somehow during my first trimester, I would throw up everytime I drink Milo. But everything's back to normal now. Yes!! I'm so gonna try to eat and drink more.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;4 kgs.. Here I come! Wish me luck!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13841743-4286457380751932706?l=lilpatchee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilpatchee.blogspot.com/feeds/4286457380751932706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13841743&amp;postID=4286457380751932706' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13841743/posts/default/4286457380751932706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13841743/posts/default/4286457380751932706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilpatchee.blogspot.com/2008/01/avocado-16-weeks.html' title='Avocado @ 16 Weeks'/><author><name>Lil Patchee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00223637415269114053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a4/lilpatchee/lilpatchee.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13841743.post-4570576094592251843</id><published>2007-12-30T15:01:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-13T15:01:57.337+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Year It Has Been</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;2007 has indeed been a year of blessings and new experiences!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;We begun the year with the adoption of a pair of cute, furry &lt;a href="http://lilpatchee.blogspot.com/2007/01/hoppy-bunnies.html"&gt;bunny&lt;/a&gt; Lops named &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Thumper&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Baby Ivy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. They were such a joy to watch and play with, but of course, it comes along with cleaning the cage, poop and grooming them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;After contemplating between 2 interesting job &lt;a href="http://lilpatchee.blogspot.com/2007/01/two-doors.html"&gt;offers&lt;/a&gt;, I decided to tender my &lt;a href="http://lilpatchee.blogspot.com/2007/01/resignation-day.html"&gt;resignation&lt;/a&gt; , spent a memorable &lt;a href="http://lilpatchee.blogspot.com/2007/02/final-day-at-work.html"&gt;farewell&lt;/a&gt; with my colleagues prior to CNY and began a new &lt;a href="http://lilpatchee.blogspot.com/2007/03/rat-race.html"&gt;journey&lt;/a&gt; with &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Red&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; company in March.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;It was definitely a new challenge as the moment I joined the company, I had to fly off to The Netherlands 2 days later for 2 weeks of orientation in the headquarters in &lt;a href="http://lilpatchee.blogspot.com/2007/03/arrival-at-delft.html"&gt;Delft&lt;/a&gt; and the next 2 months with &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Green&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; company in &lt;a href="http://lilpatchee.blogspot.com/2007/03/hello-from-utrecht.html"&gt;Utrecht&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Despite aching and dying to be home because it was my first year of marriage (argh!!), it was nevertheless a good experience. Well, apart from being sick from &lt;a href="http://lilpatchee.blogspot.com/2007/03/dutch-pox.html"&gt;chickenpox&lt;/a&gt; (double argh!!) while abroad, I had a great time learning to &lt;a href="http://lilpatchee.blogspot.com/2007/03/lets-kook.html"&gt;cook&lt;/a&gt; dinner with my new found colleagues in a lovely and cozy restaurant, had French cuisine &lt;a href="http://lilpatchee.blogspot.com/2007/03/exclusive-french-cuisine.html"&gt;dinner&lt;/a&gt; with the CEO, tasted &lt;a href="http://lilpatchee.blogspot.com/2007/03/mini-pancakes.html"&gt;&lt;em&gt;poffertjes&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://lilpatchee.blogspot.com/2007/04/pannenkoeken-weekend.html"&gt;&lt;em&gt;pannenkoeken&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt; (basically they're pancakes in Dutch), got to &lt;a href="http://lilpatchee.blogspot.com/2007/03/learning-dutch.html"&gt;learn&lt;/a&gt; some Dutch, &lt;a href="http://lilpatchee.blogspot.com/2007/03/up-to-dom-tower-we-go.html"&gt;climbed&lt;/a&gt; the awfully steep stairs in Dom Tower, and of course, travelling!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Within that 2 and a half months period, I had planted my happy feet at &lt;a href="http://lilpatchee.blogspot.com/2007/03/madurodam-amsterdam.html"&gt;Madurodam&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://lilpatchee.blogspot.com/2007/03/day-in-rotterdam.html"&gt;Rotterdam&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://lilpatchee.blogspot.com/2007/03/madurodam-amsterdam.html"&gt;Amsterdam&lt;/a&gt; (thrice!), &lt;a href="http://lilpatchee.blogspot.com/2007/03/working-day-trip-to-arnhem.html"&gt;Arnhem&lt;/a&gt;, Leiden, &lt;a href="http://lilpatchee.blogspot.com/2007/04/oh-keukenhof.html"&gt;Keukenhof&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://lilpatchee.blogspot.com/2007/04/castle-visiting.html"&gt;Maarssen&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://lilpatchee.blogspot.com/2007/04/den-haag-scheveningen.html"&gt;Den Haag&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://lilpatchee.blogspot.com/2007/04/den-haag-scheveningen.html"&gt;Scheveningen&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://lilpatchee.blogspot.com/2007/05/cheesy-gouda.html"&gt;Gouda&lt;/a&gt; (twice!). I also got to witness several festivities there such as &lt;a href="http://lilpatchee.blogspot.com/2007/04/easter-monday-walk.html"&gt;Easter Day&lt;/a&gt;, National Windmill Day, &lt;a href="http://lilpatchee.blogspot.com/2007/04/orange-day-celebration.html"&gt;Koninginnedag&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://lilpatchee.blogspot.com/2007/05/remembrance-day.html"&gt;Remembrance Day&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://lilpatchee.blogspot.com/2007/05/heineken-liberation-day.html"&gt;Liberation Day&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;And oh, &lt;em&gt;heh heh&lt;/em&gt;, with the lump sum of allowance (in Euro currency) I saved up, I managed to buy myself a Compaq &lt;a href="http://lilpatchee.blogspot.com/2007/07/new-toy.html"&gt;laptop&lt;/a&gt; and sent &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Hubby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; off for a few days of holiday in Chiangmai with his buddies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I was finally &lt;a href="http://lilpatchee.blogspot.com/2007/05/honey-im-home.html"&gt;home&lt;/a&gt; for good in middle of May (hurrah!!) and was ecstatic to be able to celebrate our first &lt;a href="http://lilpatchee.blogspot.com/2007/06/our-1st-wedding-anniversary.html"&gt;ROM&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://lilpatchee.blogspot.com/2007/07/one-year-since-08-07-06.html"&gt;wedding&lt;/a&gt; anniversaries in June and July respectively. Woo hoo!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Baby Ivy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; suprisingly gave &lt;a href="http://lilpatchee.blogspot.com/2007/06/granny-bunny.html"&gt;birth&lt;/a&gt; to 2 kits in which one was stillborn, the other one &lt;a href="http://lilpatchee.blogspot.com/2007/07/rip-little-one.html"&gt;died&lt;/a&gt; a week later, and in the end we decided to give &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Thumper&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Baby Ivy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; away. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;*Sobs*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Together with &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Gummy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, we launched a Bring Norah Jones &lt;a href="http://lilpatchee.blogspot.com/2007/07/project-bring-norah-jones-to-malaysia.html"&gt;campaign&lt;/a&gt; (which unfortunately did not succeed). In August, I celebrated &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Hubby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;'s &lt;a href="http://lilpatchee.blogspot.com/2007/08/hubbys-birthday-weekend.html"&gt;birthday&lt;/a&gt; with a triple-birthday-gift suprise and then the Mid-Autumn &lt;a href="http://lilpatchee.blogspot.com/2007/09/mini-mid-autumn-celebration_25.html"&gt;festival&lt;/a&gt; in September.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;But the most eventful of all is when we found out in late October that we are &lt;a href="http://lilpatchee.blogspot.com/2007/10/honey-were-expecting.html"&gt;expecting&lt;/a&gt; a Mini Patchee next June!!!! It was fun and exciting to consult a gynaecologist to confirm the &lt;a href="http://lilpatchee.blogspot.com/2007/11/its-baby.html"&gt;pregnancy&lt;/a&gt;, detect the &lt;a href="http://lilpatchee.blogspot.com/2007/11/baby-goes-thumping.html"&gt;heartbeat&lt;/a&gt;, celebrated my 28th &lt;a href="http://lilpatchee.blogspot.com/2007/11/patchee-turns-28.html"&gt;birthday&lt;/a&gt; with a little one inside of me and going for short visits to &lt;a href="http://lilpatchee.blogspot.com/2007/11/babys-first-trip.html"&gt;Cameron's&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://lilpatchee.blogspot.com/2007/12/christmas-in-pd.html"&gt;PD&lt;/a&gt; during the holiday seasons. It was also very nerve-wrecking when I &lt;a href="http://lilpatchee.blogspot.com/2007/11/infected.html"&gt;contracted&lt;/a&gt; mild UTI, did my &lt;a href="http://lilpatchee.blogspot.com/2007/12/horrific-blood-test.html"&gt;blood test&lt;/a&gt; and when Doc said that I needed to catch up on my weight gain for my own sake and for Baby's slow &lt;a href="http://lilpatchee.blogspot.com/2007/12/babys-slow-development.html"&gt;development&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;But no matter what pain and worries I went through, they've all been worth it coz we get to measure &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; developing from the size of a &lt;a href="http://lilpatchee.blogspot.com/2007/12/strawberry-size.html"&gt;strawberry&lt;/a&gt; to &lt;a href="http://lilpatchee.blogspot.com/2007/12/13th-week-lemon.html"&gt;lemon&lt;/a&gt;, counting down the days to &lt;a href="http://lilpatchee.blogspot.com/2007/12/countdown-200-days.html"&gt;200 days&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://lilpatchee.blogspot.com/2007/12/12-12-12.html"&gt;12 weeks&lt;/a&gt; and now to the &lt;a href="http://lilpatchee.blogspot.com/2007/12/second-trimester.html"&gt;second trimester&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;There's nothing more than I can ask for but to be thankful and grateful for this truly wonderful year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;2008 will definitely be a year of many changes to my life. The arrival of &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; in the coming Year of the Rat will coincide with &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Daddy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and my &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;FIL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;'s 60th birthdays, the &lt;em&gt;'promotion'&lt;/em&gt; for the proud grandparents to Gong Gong, Poh Poh, Yeh Yeh and Nai Nai. And also, having &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Sis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt; Telco Boy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; begin their new journeys in Hong Kong and New Zealand respectively means having to hold the extra responsibilities of taking care of my parents and in-laws.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I'm definitely looking forward to the new year and to finally meet my little bundle of joy in 6 months time. Hope the new year will bring good cheers to you too!! Happy 2008, everyone!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;*Hugz*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13841743-4570576094592251843?l=lilpatchee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilpatchee.blogspot.com/feeds/4570576094592251843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13841743&amp;postID=4570576094592251843' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13841743/posts/default/4570576094592251843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13841743/posts/default/4570576094592251843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilpatchee.blogspot.com/2008/12/year-it-has-been.html' title='The Year It Has Been'/><author><name>Lil Patchee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00223637415269114053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a4/lilpatchee/lilpatchee.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13841743.post-1668327234411043843</id><published>2007-12-29T23:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-05T13:48:13.381+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Poh Poh's 70th</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;We celebrated &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Poh Poh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;'s 70th birthday at Ah Yat Abalone Forum Restaurant, and our relatives congratulated us as expectant parents. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;*Grin*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;a title="Suckling Piglet by Lil' Patchee, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/60887259@N00/2243649312/"&gt;&lt;img height="247" alt="Suckling Piglet" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2087/2243649312_0516da159e.jpg" width="358" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Suckling piglet&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Poh Poh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; is the only surviving grandparent I have, even though she is technically my step-maternal grandmother (my actual grandma passed away sometime in her 30's - 40's due to cancer, and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Gong Gong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; remarried so that his children will have a mother figure) but I still love her all the same. I kind of miss my other grandparents.. I wonder if they know about &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. Will they always be around in spirit to protect &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; from harm?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13841743-1668327234411043843?l=lilpatchee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilpatchee.blogspot.com/feeds/1668327234411043843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13841743&amp;postID=1668327234411043843' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13841743/posts/default/1668327234411043843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13841743/posts/default/1668327234411043843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilpatchee.blogspot.com/2007/12/poh-pohs-70th.html' title='Poh Poh&apos;s 70th'/><author><name>Lil Patchee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00223637415269114053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a4/lilpatchee/lilpatchee.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2087/2243649312_0516da159e_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13841743.post-5963473546376443307</id><published>2007-12-29T21:23:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-13T15:04:56.134+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby's Slow Development</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;We went for our check-up today and got to see &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;!! Hehe...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Doc&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; returned my blood test report, glad to know that everything is normal and I still have immunity from Hepatitis B. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;*Phew*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; And oh, my blood type is O+. Muahaha.. Just the same as &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Daddy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Sis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;! This means I'm a generous person!! &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;*lol*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Am glad to say that I've passed the 40kg mark, but &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Doc&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; said I had only gained 200 grams when I should be gaining 2 kgs instead. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;*Sighz*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;We did the ultrasound scan and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; looked so much bigger now! &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; was sleeping at that time but we saw &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; moving his/her tiny hands and legs. Sooooo cute!! &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Doc&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; measured the width of the head and true enough, it's smaller than what it should be, i.e. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;'s development is about a week's late. Even the EDD (estimated due date) on the scan is a week's late. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;*Sobs*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Doc&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; said that I must take balanced diet, consume more protein. I just hope that I will stop vomitting soon and eat more. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Doc&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; said that eggs are very good, and so is coconut water (and the flesh).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;a title="Mini Patchee at 14 Weeks by Lil' Patchee, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/60887259@N00/2242809859/"&gt;&lt;img height="361" alt="Mini Patchee at 14 Weeks" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2267/2242809859_9973055bfc.jpg" width="312" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; at 14+ weeks&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;In case if you can't interpret the picture, the white round thing on the near top left is the placenta. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; is lying below the placenta where the head is on the left, and the body on the right. Can see?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Hubby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; managed to record the entire session this time. Hehe.. I actually can't wait to see &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; again next month! &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Doc&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; said that I should be able to start feeling &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;'s little kicks anytime soon. Wow.. It's so exciting! And the best part is, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Doc&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; said we might be able to tell &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;'s gender next month! Ooohhhhh!! Can't wait! Can't wait!!! &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;*Grin*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13841743-5963473546376443307?l=lilpatchee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilpatchee.blogspot.com/feeds/5963473546376443307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13841743&amp;postID=5963473546376443307' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13841743/posts/default/5963473546376443307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13841743/posts/default/5963473546376443307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilpatchee.blogspot.com/2007/12/babys-slow-development.html' title='Baby&apos;s Slow Development'/><author><name>Lil Patchee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00223637415269114053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a4/lilpatchee/lilpatchee.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2267/2242809859_9973055bfc_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13841743.post-6130058786089054132</id><published>2007-12-26T11:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-05T11:23:21.328+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Second Trimester</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;We're now on our 14th week and have made it to the second trimester! WOO HOO!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Apparently, according to The Pregnancy Countdown Book (it's my daily bible now.. Tee hee hee!), energy returns, nausea stops, and I'll eat like a Viking. Oh yes!! The honeymoon period!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;This week, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; should be 3.5 inches (8.9 cm) long from crown to rump, just a little longer than a lemon, and weighing about an ounce (28 grams). &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; can now squint, frown and grimace and also grasp with his/her hands. Can't wait for this coming weekend's check-up. So dying to see &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and what tricks she/he is doing inside me. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I'll also get to find out my blood test results, which &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Doc&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; said, if there was no news from him, it means everything's good news. And oh, I'll get to know what is my blood type too. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;*lol*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; Yes, to think this 28-year old still doesn't know her blood type, despite having to undergo an appendectomy 20 years ago. So chicken shit, eh? &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;*Grin*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13841743-6130058786089054132?l=lilpatchee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilpatchee.blogspot.com/feeds/6130058786089054132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13841743&amp;postID=6130058786089054132' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13841743/posts/default/6130058786089054132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13841743/posts/default/6130058786089054132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilpatchee.blogspot.com/2007/12/second-trimester.html' title='Second Trimester'/><author><name>Lil Patchee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00223637415269114053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a4/lilpatchee/lilpatchee.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13841743.post-1072694845561392010</id><published>2007-12-24T13:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-25T14:23:09.246+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas In PD</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Yet another annual time-sharing breakaway courtesy of &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Chef&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. This time, we headed for Paradise Lagoon Apartment which is beside Corus Paradise Resort in Port Dickson. The last time I was there was about 5 years ago for &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Moorish&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;'s birthday. The place is now very rundown and sad to say, has lost its appeal. Not a place that I would ever consider lodging in even with time-sharing membership. But beggars can't be choosers, can they?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;We unloaded our bags, rested for a while, and the gang started the steamboat feast. The food was too much that we had to play a few rounds of Blackjack much later that night whereby the leftover food were the bet. I lost quite a bit and was still in the puking mode so poor &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Hubby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; had to eat my share. Tee hee hee..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;a title="Christmas in PD by Lil' Patchee, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/60887259@N00/2211130087/"&gt;&lt;img height="434" alt="Christmas in PD" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2103/2211130087_1e21839f3f.jpg" width="441" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Food and pressies!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;After dinner, we gathered at the living hall for a gift exchange session. Our budget was not more than RM 20. We drew numbers for our presents. I got a nice one from &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Xiao Ping&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; - a Christmas mug, a box of chocolates and photo frame with a printed photo of the entire gang taken a few months ago. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;*Smile*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Then we spent the rest of the night playing Jackass and the following morning Rayman Ravin' Rabbits on Playstation 2. Definitely laughed our hearts out on that two!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13841743-1072694845561392010?l=lilpatchee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilpatchee.blogspot.com/feeds/1072694845561392010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13841743&amp;postID=1072694845561392010' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13841743/posts/default/1072694845561392010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13841743/posts/default/1072694845561392010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilpatchee.blogspot.com/2007/12/christmas-in-pd.html' title='Christmas In PD'/><author><name>Lil Patchee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00223637415269114053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a4/lilpatchee/lilpatchee.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2103/2211130087_1e21839f3f_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13841743.post-76824990128126176</id><published>2007-12-22T23:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-22T17:11:37.704+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Winter Solstice Festival</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Every year around this date is the Chinese Winter Solstice Festival which is known as Dong Zhi in Mandarin. Dong Zhi is considered the longest day in the year where daytime is the shortest and nighttime is the longest. So families would gather for a reunion dinner and have &lt;em&gt;'tangyuen'&lt;/em&gt; (glutinous rice balls) in warm ginger-ish soup to &lt;em&gt;'survive'&lt;/em&gt; the wintery night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;My family would make it a point to have dinner together and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Mummy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; would make &lt;em&gt;'tangyuen'&lt;/em&gt; for dessert. This year is no different, except that &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Sis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; is not able to celebrate with us but we have an additional little someone in the form of a fetus. Hehehe... &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Mummy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; made a special &lt;em&gt;'tangyuen'&lt;/em&gt; in which it's extra small.. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;"For baby to eat"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;, she said.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;a title="Winter Solstice Festival 2007 by Lil' Patchee, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/60887259@N00/2211063139/"&gt;&lt;img height="239" alt="Winter Solstice Festival 2007" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2318/2211063139_e58e4e4804.jpg" width="358" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;For me and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The left one was extra small.. But it had stretched until it didn't look any different from the rest. Anyhow... &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Poh Poh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; made this specially for you! Hope you liked it!&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt; *Muakz*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13841743-76824990128126176?l=lilpatchee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilpatchee.blogspot.com/feeds/76824990128126176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13841743&amp;postID=76824990128126176' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13841743/posts/default/76824990128126176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13841743/posts/default/76824990128126176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilpatchee.blogspot.com/2007/12/winter-solstice-festival.html' title='Winter Solstice Festival'/><author><name>Lil Patchee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00223637415269114053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a4/lilpatchee/lilpatchee.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2318/2211063139_e58e4e4804_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13841743.post-7937612349728993092</id><published>2007-12-20T22:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-22T14:47:19.877+08:00</updated><title type='text'>13th Week Lemon</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;[updated on 21st December 2007]&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; is 13 weeks, about the size of a large lemon and it's the last week of first trimester! Yay!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The bulge seems to be getting bigger everyday. Of course it should be that way, shouldn't it? It's just that, I'm still amazed at the fact that I'm pregnant, that we are expecting a little someone in 6 months time. Everyday I wake up, all geared up to rush to get ready for work, only to realize that I'm pregnant and I have to take things slow. I have to keep reminding myself that I can't simply do stuffs, carry things, bend too much and all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We watched Enchanted today. Really loved the movie, even though it's illogical at certain parts of the movie. And the song.. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Hubby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and I kept humming it all night long. Hehe.. We plan to buy the DVD. I wanna teach &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; all the fairy tales we used to know when we were young. Kids nowadays only know Barney, Powerpuff Girls, Pokemon, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to teach &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; about Snow White, Cinderella Red Riding Hood, Rapunzel; all the Enid Blyton stories like Noddy, The Malory Towers (Darrell and her friends), and how can one ever forget The Secret Seven (with Peter and Janet holding meetings in their shed!); Roald Dahl's like Charlie and the Chocolate Factory, Matilda, BFG (which stands for Big Friendly Giant, if you've not read this before), James and the Giant Peach; and so many more!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't want &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; to miss out on all these.. Not even Mickey Mouse and friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13841743-7937612349728993092?l=lilpatchee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilpatchee.blogspot.com/feeds/7937612349728993092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13841743&amp;postID=7937612349728993092' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13841743/posts/default/7937612349728993092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13841743/posts/default/7937612349728993092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilpatchee.blogspot.com/2007/12/13th-week-lemon.html' title='13th Week Lemon'/><author><name>Lil Patchee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00223637415269114053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a4/lilpatchee/lilpatchee.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13841743.post-2014383096826491351</id><published>2007-12-19T20:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-31T16:44:46.989+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Crazy Christmas Party</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;[updated on 21st December 2007]&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Definitely an unproductive day at work, especially when we are about to take a super long Christmas break starting tomorrow. It was however, a day of fun, joy and laughter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My teammates and I came dressed in red and white colours, excitedly looking forward to the day. We had our gift exchange session in which our budget was to be within the range of RM10 and RM15. I drew a lovely Christmas mug and a teddy bear to come along with it. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;*Grin*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; Then we went to Pavillion for lunch and was back to the office with 2 boxes of J.Co doughnuts. Yummy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We spent the rest of the afternoon preparing for a mini Christmas party soon after for the entire department. Then everyone in the department just went crazy with the games in which we played Scoop the Snow (scooping cotton balls using spoons blindfolded) and Binary Search (guessing the number, and if guessed correctly, the balloon will be burst over their heads). We then popped sparkling juices and champagne party poppers, cheering to the joyous ending of a wonderful year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;a title="Crazy Christmas Party by Lil' Patchee, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/60887259@N00/2231769239/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img height="358" alt="Crazy Christmas Party" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2203/2231769239_af59f81c39.jpg" width="432" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Going crazy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Can't believe that I've been working in this company for almost a year and I've had so much of fun with my colleagues throughout the period. I've been appointed a committee member for the department. We vow to make the department even more lively and a fun place to work in for everyone!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13841743-2014383096826491351?l=lilpatchee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilpatchee.blogspot.com/feeds/2014383096826491351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13841743&amp;postID=2014383096826491351' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13841743/posts/default/2014383096826491351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13841743/posts/default/2014383096826491351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilpatchee.blogspot.com/2007/12/crazy-christmas-party.html' title='Crazy Christmas Party'/><author><name>Lil Patchee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00223637415269114053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a4/lilpatchee/lilpatchee.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2203/2231769239_af59f81c39_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13841743.post-4170552915826317509</id><published>2007-12-12T22:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-22T11:54:57.335+08:00</updated><title type='text'>12-12-12</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;[updated on 21st December 2007]&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Today was a significant day for &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; turns 12 weeks on the 12th day of the 12th month. How cool is that!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;However, too significant till I was down with a massive flu - cough, sore back, leaking nose, shivering and all.. I had to leave office early to fly home, take a super hot shower, wrap myself up with layers of duvets and take a good, long nap till dinnertime. I've been having a hard time getting a good night's sleep the past few days and had been having nightmares every night! Yes, the fears of &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and I losing &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Hubby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;; father-in-law sneaking &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; away; and the pregnant me being kidnapped by a cab driver! It had been so bad that I woke up with tears flowing down my cheeks, screaming for &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Hubby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;*Blush*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Oh well.. Just another 1-2 more weeks till the second trimester and I hope all these will subside.. I have a sneaky feeling that &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; somehow loves his/her Daddy's cooking. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; pukes at any of the grandparents' cooking, but not his/her Daddy's. Jealous, man!! Hehe...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;But no matter what, it doesn't matter whether &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; will loves me more or less than his/her Daddy. As long as I love &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and that I'd do anything for &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, nothing else matters. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13841743-4170552915826317509?l=lilpatchee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilpatchee.blogspot.com/feeds/4170552915826317509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13841743&amp;postID=4170552915826317509' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13841743/posts/default/4170552915826317509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13841743/posts/default/4170552915826317509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilpatchee.blogspot.com/2007/12/12-12-12.html' title='12-12-12'/><author><name>Lil Patchee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00223637415269114053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a4/lilpatchee/lilpatchee.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13841743.post-2719469757471292544</id><published>2007-12-09T20:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-22T10:13:57.359+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jewel's Baby Shower</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;[updated on 21st December 2007]&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The first baby shower cum tea party I've ever planned (along with &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Moorish&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Sue&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Lily&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, with some help from &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Jewel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;'s husband and her sister too) and attended and I had fun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;We suprised &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Jewel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; at her parents' place. Poor girl, she wanted to go shopping but her husband said they could only go to Bangsar Shopping Complex and they had to go over to her parents' house after that. Hehehehe..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;So there we were, armed with helium balloons, baby diaper cake, more book gifts, bread pudding and cupcakes, waiting for the arrival of the parents-to-be. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Jewel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; was nonetheless, suprised with our presence. Thank goodness she didn't get a great shock and go into labor!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;a title="Jewel's Baby Shower by Lil' Patchee, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/60887259@N00/2211044730/"&gt;&lt;img height="500" alt="Jewel's Baby Shower" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2080/2211044730_d9dbcfb356.jpg" width="304" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Oh so cute!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Can't believe that the last time we had all met up together was in June for &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Sue&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;'s birthday and that was when &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Jewel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; announced that she was pregnant. Now, she's already 8 months pregnant and I'm joining her soon! My oh my... I'm excited yet nervous.. Hehehe...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13841743-2719469757471292544?l=lilpatchee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilpatchee.blogspot.com/feeds/2719469757471292544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13841743&amp;postID=2719469757471292544' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13841743/posts/default/2719469757471292544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13841743/posts/default/2719469757471292544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilpatchee.blogspot.com/2007/12/jewels-baby-shower.html' title='Jewel&apos;s Baby Shower'/><author><name>Lil Patchee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00223637415269114053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a4/lilpatchee/lilpatchee.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2080/2211044730_d9dbcfb356_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13841743.post-2474202853631647194</id><published>2007-12-08T22:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-17T09:28:00.204+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Countdown : 200 Days</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;[updated on 21st December 2007]&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;200 more days to go!! I don't know to be very excited or very nervous with the countdown. I mean, it's definitely exciting to have your own flesh and blood born to the world. But it's the labour and delivery part that I'm very worried about. Guess I should just take it one day at a time. Enjoy pregnancy-hood first, yeah?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still adjusting to this new stage of life. I have to constantly remind myself that I can't simply do stuffs. I really miss doing those little hops and skips. I almost did that at the airport when we sent &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Sis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; off yesterday! &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;*Sighz*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; So hard.. Sometimes it's frustrating but it's all for &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. I'd do anything for &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. So if I have to stop hopping and skipping for another 200 days, I'll do it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Hubby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; said if I read a lot, then &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; will end up reading a lot too. I'm definitely all for it. I'll read as much as possible, coz I too want &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; to love to read. :) &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Mummy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; said she still has a lot of Peter and Jane books in the library. I'll probably start reading them once the second trimester begins. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sleepy now.. Going for &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Jewel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;'s baby shower suprise at her parents' house tomorrow afternoon. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Hubby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;'s gonna go cycling in the morning. Hopefully &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; will be just as active as his/her &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Daddy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nite nite.. Love ya, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Hubby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;! Love ya, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13841743-2474202853631647194?l=lilpatchee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilpatchee.blogspot.com/feeds/2474202853631647194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13841743&amp;postID=2474202853631647194' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13841743/posts/default/2474202853631647194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13841743/posts/default/2474202853631647194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilpatchee.blogspot.com/2007/12/countdown-200-days.html' title='Countdown : 200 Days'/><author><name>Lil Patchee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00223637415269114053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a4/lilpatchee/lilpatchee.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13841743.post-5820830420462390419</id><published>2007-12-05T11:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-22T11:31:50.784+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Strawberry Size</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;[updated on 21st December 2007]&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;We're 11 weeks today and according to the Pregnancy Countdown book's fruit bowl, we're looking into the size of a strawberry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Bloody hell!!! Well.. Technically I'm not swearing out loud so &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; can't possibly hear this, right. Anyway... Bloody hell!!! Something so small and tiny can cause such a massive change in my body, lifestyle and my life!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;On the other hand, &lt;a href="http://www.3dpregnancy.com/"&gt;3dPregnancy&lt;/a&gt; says that &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;"my little hands and feet are now completely formed, including very tiny nails."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; So all the vomitting, nauseating and whatsoever are all worthwhile. Hehehehe... I wonder when will &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; start kicking and show his/her fists.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13841743-5820830420462390419?l=lilpatchee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilpatchee.blogspot.com/feeds/5820830420462390419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13841743&amp;postID=5820830420462390419' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13841743/posts/default/5820830420462390419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13841743/posts/default/5820830420462390419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilpatchee.blogspot.com/2007/12/strawberry-size.html' title='Strawberry Size'/><author><name>Lil Patchee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00223637415269114053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a4/lilpatchee/lilpatchee.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13841743.post-4725359587165201919</id><published>2007-12-01T21:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-17T09:12:40.851+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Horrific Blood Test</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;[updated on 19th December 2007]&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Today I would have gone up to Bukit Tinggi with my colleagues if I hadn't been pregnant. I'm not complaining though - &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; is the most precious gift I have!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went for our monthly check-up today. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Doc&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; said he would do the usual ultrasound scan, detect heartbeat and all, check urine again in case if the infection is still there. And worse, he would be doing blood test! Horror!! I actually panicked and asked, &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;"NOW?? TODAY??"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; with eyes wide, wide open!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We did the weighting first and sad to say, I've only gained 0.1kg since last month. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Doc&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; urged me to pass 40kg by next month. Then we did the ultrasound. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;'s so much bigger now! 32mm from crown to rump. Just 2 Wednesdays ago &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; was only 18.5mm! &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;'s head is also much bigger. We saw tiny little arms (like dots!), body and legs. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;'s position also seemed to be the other way round and was moving!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We heard the heartbeat and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Doc&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; said it's normal. So exciting! &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Hubby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; recorded the entire scan using his mobile phone but he forgot to save it in the end. Hehe.. It's alright, next check-up yah?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then came the horrific part - blood test. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Doc&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; sprayed some cold stuff on my right arm. I closed my eyes tighly while turning my face towards my left. I grabbed &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Hubby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;'s hand with my left hand. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Doc&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;'s wife poked the needle through the skin and I could feel it! I could feel the needle moving and it was painful! I grasped &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Hubby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;'s hand tighter as he tried to console me, rubbed my hand and told me to relax. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Doc&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;'s wife took the needle out and poked again! It's really, really painful!! I kept thinking about &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, that it was all for &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, and shut my eyes even tighter. After some time, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Doc&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; said they were done. I turned back, opened my eyes and I felt tears. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Doc&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and wife were worried and got me some tissue paper. I really didn't mean to be so childish and chicken-shit but I am really afraid of needles and pain. And I'm not gonna go blame it on pregnancy hormones or something. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;*Sobs*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; Everytime I think about it now, I can feel tears collecting in my eyes. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm glad it's over though. I just pray that nothing will go wrong with me and with my blood. My birthday wish must come true. Please don't let anything happen to me, and most importantly, to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. Please don't let &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Hubby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; worry too much about me and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. He has enough to handle and I should not burden him with any other problems from me and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. He's been so awfully supportive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must do my part to make sure that nothing's gonna happen to me and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. Please help us to take care of ourselves so that we can take care of &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13841743-4725359587165201919?l=lilpatchee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilpatchee.blogspot.com/feeds/4725359587165201919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13841743&amp;postID=4725359587165201919' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13841743/posts/default/4725359587165201919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13841743/posts/default/4725359587165201919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilpatchee.blogspot.com/2007/12/horrific-blood-test.html' title='Horrific Blood Test'/><author><name>Lil Patchee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00223637415269114053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a4/lilpatchee/lilpatchee.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13841743.post-936302245679525008</id><published>2007-11-30T21:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-04T15:39:40.333+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Dreaming Of A Munching Christmas Tree</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;[updated on 18th December 2007]&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The Christmas season is back again. But this year, it's celebrating the occasion with my new colleagues. Gonna be so exciting!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;There aren't any plans within my departmental colleagues to decorate our workspace, so my teammates and I have decided to do it ourselves, in our own little team's corner. Tee hee hee.. We decided to chip in a pool of money together and buy a mini Christmas tree. Everyone in the team was excited about it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Couldn't wait any longer, we asked for a time off to go tree-and-ornaments shopping in the supermarket (the fun thing about working almost above a classy shopping mall!). We bought a 4 feet tree, a set of blinking lights, lots of ornaments and even cotton for snow. All in all, less than 100 bucks. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;*Grin*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;It was really fun to have everyone in the team to decorate the Christmas tree together. We also bought lots of yummy goodies (chocolates, candy canes, sweets, etc) to hang all over the tree and sent an invitation to all our colleagues within the department to come&lt;em&gt; 'pluck'&lt;/em&gt; the goodies whenever they want to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;a title="Christmas Tree in the Office by Lil' Patchee, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/60887259@N00/2164609283/"&gt;&lt;img height="278" alt="Christmas Tree in the Office" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2298/2164609283_06370307a4.jpg" width="415" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Munching Christmas tree. &lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;*lol*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;My teammates and I will be having our own gift exchange session before the Christmas holidays. So yes, I'm looking forward to it! What to buy within the range of RM10 - 15 ah?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13841743-936302245679525008?l=lilpatchee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilpatchee.blogspot.com/feeds/936302245679525008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13841743&amp;postID=936302245679525008' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13841743/posts/default/936302245679525008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13841743/posts/default/936302245679525008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilpatchee.blogspot.com/2007/11/im-dreaming-of-munching-christmas-tree.html' title='I&apos;m Dreaming Of A Munching Christmas Tree'/><author><name>Lil Patchee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00223637415269114053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a4/lilpatchee/lilpatchee.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2298/2164609283_06370307a4_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13841743.post-6372539689076225384</id><published>2007-11-28T17:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-04T15:38:44.452+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Post-Birthday Celebration</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;[updated on 17th December 2007]&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Wowee.. More birthday celebrations in the office!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Because I took a day off yesterday for my birthday, see what I found early this morning, stuck onto my desktop monitor..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;a title="Birthday Sticker by Lil' Patchee, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/60887259@N00/2165405068/"&gt;&lt;img height="269" alt="Birthday Sticker" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2245/2165405068_680d58dc02.jpg" width="270" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Birthday sticker from &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Ginny&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;And later during lunch, my teammates insisted on giving me a birthday treat. So we went to Manhattan Fish Market, coz fish is good for &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. Tee hee hee..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;a title="Manhattan Fish Market by Lil' Patchee, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/60887259@N00/2165405216/"&gt;&lt;img height="500" alt="Manhattan Fish Market" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2002/2165405216_2ff79f0905.jpg" width="377" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Lots of fish!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Then I bought lots of munchies from the supermarket for them in return. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;*Grin*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13841743-6372539689076225384?l=lilpatchee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilpatchee.blogspot.com/feeds/6372539689076225384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13841743&amp;postID=6372539689076225384' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13841743/posts/default/6372539689076225384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13841743/posts/default/6372539689076225384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilpatchee.blogspot.com/2007/11/post-birthday-celebration.html' title='Post-Birthday Celebration'/><author><name>Lil Patchee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00223637415269114053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a4/lilpatchee/lilpatchee.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2245/2165405068_680d58dc02_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13841743.post-5046335783624125768</id><published>2007-11-27T23:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-04T13:49:54.704+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Patchee Turns 28</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;[updated on 17th December 2007]&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Gee.. Can't believe that it's been a year since my l&lt;a href="http://lilpatchee.blogspot.com/2006/11/patchee-is-27-today.html"&gt;ast&lt;/a&gt; birthday! And this time around, we have &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; to celebrate with us... From within the womb!&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt; *Grin*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Daddy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Mummy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; has been away for a pilgrimage trip to India. So I had a quiet pre-celebration somewhere near Terminal 3 on Sunday with &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Hubby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and his friends. Today, I spent the entire day with &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Hubby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Sis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; at The Curve/Cineleisure/Ikano - lunch at Kenny Roger's, watched Bee Movie, walked a bit, and then dinner at Paddington's Pancakes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;a title="Paddington's Pancakes by Lil' Patchee, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/60887259@N00/2161695396/"&gt;&lt;img height="476" alt="Paddington's Pancakes" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2215/2161695396_9c93d24cc7.jpg" width="445" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;So many pancakes!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;The cool presents I got this year, even though they're all pregnancy-related...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;a title="28th Birthday Pressies by Lil' Patchee, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/60887259@N00/2160895975/"&gt;&lt;img height="441" alt="28th Birthday Pressies" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2257/2160895975_ba23230f76.jpg" width="447" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Hubby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;: The bestest, bestest birthday gift ever - &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;BABY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;!!!! &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;*Grin*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Sis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;: Mango Body Butter from Body Shop. Yummy smell! And oh, a birthday cake suprise! Double yum!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Princess&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;: Pregnancy Countdown book. This is so darn cute! Measures the baby's growth according to fruit sizes and there's always something to read for each day throughout the entire pregnancy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Chef&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Footitie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Xiao Ping&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Blur Sotong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;: Stretch mark removal cream from The Natural Source.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;The birthday calls from &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Aneh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Wan Nei&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; (happy birthday to you too!!!), &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Pa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Virgin Boy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; (from Melbourne), &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Labu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, and a truly suprising one from &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Moorish&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; (now in Houston). Thank you, peops! &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;*Hugz*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;The birthday SMS-es...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;"Hi... Patchee... Happy birthday... Wish u a great year ahead, happy always and may ur dreams come true.. Take care!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; - &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Suwee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;"Patchee dear, HAPPY, HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!! may dis birthday bring more wealth, happiness n love in ur life. have fun on ur special day! *hugsnkisses*"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; - &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Curry Ayam&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;"To someone with a beautiful heart... Happy Birthday! Wish you luck and happiness today and all year through! :)"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; - &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Sek Long&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;"Happy birthday to u!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; - &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Gastric&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;"Happy birthday!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; - &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Bubble&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;"Happy Birthday! Have a good one ya :)"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; - &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Telco Boy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;"Happy birthday girl.. first bday w 2 heartbeats.. so cool"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; - &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Sue&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;"Happy birthday patchee! Wish you the best of luck and the best of health for the 3 of you. :)"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; - &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Chef&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;"Happy birthday patchee! And congrats on your pregnancy too! you're gonna be a mom! Unbelievable!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; - &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Spike&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; in Sydney&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;"Many happy returns of the day my lovely Sunshine. May u have a wonderful day. Make sure ur hubby spoils u."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; - &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;BP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; guy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;"Happy Birthday Patchee! Have a great day. Cheers."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; - &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Poop Shooter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;"Happy birthday patchee! Hope u have d best one ever! Love to baby too! Take care! xoxo"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; - &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;NZ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; couple&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;"Happy birthday.. And many happy returns of the day. :D"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; - &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Ma&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;"Patchee. Happy birthday! Hope you enjoy the rest of your day off with lk (lou kong)!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; - &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Mighty Dan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;"Happy birthday la wahahaha pigi mana celebrate? 2molo must come ah."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; - &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Hedgie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;"Happy birthday! Wishing u many many happy returns, especially with a new member to ur little family. ;)"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; - &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Blur Sotong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;"Happy bday! Now your turn, how to celebrate?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; - &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Soo Soo Monster&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; now in Paris&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;"Oikkk happy birthday! hehe.. And another year older liao. :) *hugz*"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; - &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Der Der&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;"Happy Birthday!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; - &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Cow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;"Happy Birthday mrs.Inspector. Hehehe.. May u have a good year ahead of u."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; - &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Sabby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;"Hi! Happy birthday. Another year older, another year wiser. :) Best wishes!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; - &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;FRG&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; still in Bangladesh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;"Happy birthday patchee!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; - &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Seng Kor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;"Happy happy happy burfday! May all ur wishes come true!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; - &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Gummy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Thank you, thank you so much, all of you!!! Thank you &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Hubby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, family, in-laws, buddies (from near and far!) and my colleagues (ex and current) for all the good wishes, kind thoughts and lovely gifts!!! May God bless each and everyone of you!!! &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;*Hugz*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13841743-5046335783624125768?l=lilpatchee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilpatchee.blogspot.com/feeds/5046335783624125768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13841743&amp;postID=5046335783624125768' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13841743/posts/default/5046335783624125768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13841743/posts/default/5046335783624125768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilpatchee.blogspot.com/2007/11/patchee-turns-28.html' title='Patchee Turns 28'/><author><name>Lil Patchee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00223637415269114053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a4/lilpatchee/lilpatchee.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2215/2161695396_9c93d24cc7_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13841743.post-2211303430772997355</id><published>2007-11-25T22:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-17T08:46:55.195+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby Thoughts</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;[updated on 17th December 2007]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Come two more days, I'll be turning 28. How time flies!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I was telling &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Hubby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; a while ago that it would be okay if he ever forgets my birthday, our anniversary dates and whatever other occasions. I really don't mind at all. Just as long as he will always, always remember &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;'s forthcoming birthday. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;*Grin*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I wonder when exactly will &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; arrive. So exciting!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13841743-2211303430772997355?l=lilpatchee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilpatchee.blogspot.com/feeds/2211303430772997355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13841743&amp;postID=2211303430772997355' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13841743/posts/default/2211303430772997355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13841743/posts/default/2211303430772997355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilpatchee.blogspot.com/2007/11/baby-thoughts.html' title='Baby Thoughts'/><author><name>Lil Patchee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00223637415269114053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a4/lilpatchee/lilpatchee.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13841743.post-5520631135958405475</id><published>2007-11-21T21:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-03T12:07:29.807+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Infected</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;[updated on 17th December 2007]&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I had been experiencing short, sharp pains on my lower abdomen. Feeling very worried, I did some search over the Internet and came up with 3 possibilities - it's normal due to the stretching of ligaments; pending miscarriage (horror!) or an infection.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Left work early to consult &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Doc&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. Good news is that &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; is fine and healthy. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;*Phew*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; But true enough, I've had a mild UTI (urinary tract infection). Apparently &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Doc&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; said that it's common amongst women, but even more common to get during pregnancy because everything just slows down, hence more easily prone to contract bacteria infection.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Thank goodness it's still very mild and can be treated with some antibiotics and a box of Ural, which has 12 granule sachets (like Eno) to re-acidize the urine. But if it goes untreated, the infection can possibly attack the kidneys, resulting in pre-term labor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;The visit set me back by almost 200 bucks. Learnt my lesson well. I'll have to drink lots and lots of water from now on. :( I must take good care of myself even more now. I'd do anything for&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt; Baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, coz &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; is our precious little one!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;But the happiest thing is that &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; is nicely tucked within the sac, bigger and longer too! We even saw &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;'s head and legs, so human-like!!! At almost 9 weeks, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; is now measuring 18.5mm from crown to rump (buttock). We also heard &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;'s heartbeat again, just to be sure. Tee hee hee!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13841743-5520631135958405475?l=lilpatchee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilpatchee.blogspot.com/feeds/5520631135958405475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13841743&amp;postID=5520631135958405475' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13841743/posts/default/5520631135958405475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13841743/posts/default/5520631135958405475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilpatchee.blogspot.com/2007/11/infected.html' title='Infected'/><author><name>Lil Patchee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00223637415269114053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a4/lilpatchee/lilpatchee.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13841743.post-950026995750232046</id><published>2007-11-20T10:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-03T13:38:09.366+08:00</updated><title type='text'>3D Pregnancy Site</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;[updated on 17th December 2007]&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;While &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Hubby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; was surfing the net for baby names yesterday, he stumbled into a pregnancy website, &lt;a href="http://www.3dpregnancy.com/"&gt;3D Pregnancy&lt;/a&gt; which provides rotatable 3D images of the growing baby in the womb. So darn cool! It has descriptions for the baby, mummy and sometimes for daddy too, and oh, some helpful tips! I like the part where it tells you the size and weight of the baby, and a summary of the baby's growth like for Week 8,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Size : 3/4 inch (2cm)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Weight : less than 2 grams&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"During this week, I will get eyes and hands and flipper-like feet, just like a tadpole".&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Super cute and 'tis so exciting!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13841743-950026995750232046?l=lilpatchee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilpatchee.blogspot.com/feeds/950026995750232046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13841743&amp;postID=950026995750232046' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13841743/posts/default/950026995750232046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13841743/posts/default/950026995750232046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilpatchee.blogspot.com/2007/11/3d-pregnancy-site.html' title='3D Pregnancy Site'/><author><name>Lil Patchee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00223637415269114053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a4/lilpatchee/lilpatchee.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13841743.post-8416090757543283172</id><published>2007-11-17T23:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-27T17:48:35.988+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2 Birthdays &amp; A Wedding</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;[updated on 14th December 2007]&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Today had been truly wonderful.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I woke up to a lovely breakfast suprise from &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Mummy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; in conjunction with my lunar birthday today. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;*Grin*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;a title="29th Lunar Birthday by Lil' Patchee, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/60887259@N00/2140011355/"&gt;&lt;img height="276" alt="29th Lunar Birthday" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2132/2140011355_ca359679f3.jpg" width="338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;2 red eggs and a butter bun&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Shortly after that, got dressed up and drove out to pick up &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Labu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; to attend &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Hammie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;'s wedding buffet lunch at Bukit Kiara Equestrian &amp;amp; Country Resort. It was really nice to be able to reunite with all the colleagues from my previous company. Just didn't seem as if we had even parted at all! Had only shared the good news with those close colleagues and they were just as excited as me! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;After lunch, got a call from &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Hubby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; telling me that he bought me 5 packets of fresh roses (of colours red, dark pink, champagne, light pink and yellow), all for only 10 bucks! So darn cheap!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Picked him up once he had returned from Cameron's, we headed back to my parents' place and all of us went to La Bodega for a small pre-birthday celebration for &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Daddy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;a title="La Bodega by Lil' Patchee, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/60887259@N00/2140011463/"&gt;&lt;img height="445" alt="La Bodega" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2198/2140011463_51c5645f90.jpg" width="450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Can't remember the names of the yummy dishes, sorry!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Hubby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and I finally got back to our home sweet home, and we both excitedly trimmed the roses and arranged them in a vase before placing it on the coffee table. So nice!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! What a wonderful ending to a wonderful day/lunar birthday!&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt; *Grin*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13841743-8416090757543283172?l=lilpatchee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilpatchee.blogspot.com/feeds/8416090757543283172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13841743&amp;postID=8416090757543283172' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13841743/posts/default/8416090757543283172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13841743/posts/default/8416090757543283172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilpatchee.blogspot.com/2007/11/2-birthdays-wedding.html' title='2 Birthdays &amp; A Wedding'/><author><name>Lil Patchee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00223637415269114053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a4/lilpatchee/lilpatchee.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2132/2140011355_ca359679f3_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13841743.post-5424678193853159479</id><published>2007-11-15T22:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-27T15:34:05.179+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bleargh</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;[updated on 14th December 2007]&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Being pregnant can undoubtedly be so exhausting and sometimes frustrating.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Nowadays I'm usually very tired and tend to snooze a bit at work. At least my manager, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Big Brother&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; is understanding. I told him about the pregnancy the next day after we found out about it. He, having 2 kids of his own, immediately threw out advices and whatever &lt;em&gt;'pantang larangs'&lt;/em&gt; he knew of. He had also loaned me a couple of classical CDs to listen to, which apparently is good for &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;'s brains. My colleagues, one by one, knew about the pregnancy too, especially after witnessing me almost hurling over lunch one day. Hehe.. They're all very kind and thoughtful though. Even though I'm just 8 weeks pregnant, they're already helping me pick up things and be wary on what I do, where I go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It's the same back home. Only that &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Hubby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;'s more protective. He had forbidden me to do any heavy housechores. In fact, not even sweeping the floor nor washing the dishes. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;*Sighz*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; This is the frustrating part coz all these while, I've been doing the chores and suddenly I'm cut off from doing them. All I'm allowed to do is to rest, sleep, eat, watch tv, sleep, read and sleep. Feel darn bad coz &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Hubby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; has to do all the housechores. :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Now that &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Hubby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; has gone up to Cameron Highlands again today (this time it's some sort of a company event), I'm staying over at my parents' place. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Mummy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;'s always trying to make me eat and drink something. She didn't believe me when I told her that I have evening sickness until I really threw up the entire dinner. And then she fed me even more. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;*Sighz*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; Can't blame her though, she cares a lot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Anyway, I promised &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Hammie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; to help him make a presentation slideshow for his wedding this coming Saturday. So, gotta go!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;PS:- Happy birthday, dear &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Sis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;!!!!! &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;*Hugz*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13841743-5424678193853159479?l=lilpatchee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilpatchee.blogspot.com/feeds/5424678193853159479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13841743&amp;postID=5424678193853159479' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13841743/posts/default/5424678193853159479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13841743/posts/default/5424678193853159479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilpatchee.blogspot.com/2007/11/bleargh.html' title='Bleargh'/><author><name>Lil Patchee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00223637415269114053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a4/lilpatchee/lilpatchee.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13841743.post-7539621102566572457</id><published>2007-11-11T16:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-26T14:32:32.449+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby's "First" Trip</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;[updated on 13th December 2007]&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;At 7 and a half weeks, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; was already travelling to Cameron Highlands in &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Mummy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;'s womb. I suddenly felt like a kangaroo. Tee hee hee..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Hubby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and I joined my family up to the highlands yesterday. It was some sort of a family trip before &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Sis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; flies off to Hong Kong early next month to work and eventually, get married and live there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;We stayed a night at the apartments in Hotel Equatorial. Just cozy enough for the 5, sorry, 6 of us. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;*Grin*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; We ate a lot, did a lot of shopping at the veggie and flower stalls. To think that there's nothing much you can buy in Cameron's, we have &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Mummy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Sis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; buying loads of corns, veggies, gerberas, cactus, flavoured tea bags and even a chilli plant!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;a title="Cameron Highlands by Lil' Patchee, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/60887259@N00/2137642514/"&gt;&lt;img height="500" alt="Cameron Highlands" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2069/2137642514_3964ecf18a.jpg" width="344" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Lots and lots of food!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;We also took the time to buy a few cake slices to celebrate &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Sis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;' lunar birthday later at night. It was a good trip. Well, besides the fact that &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Mummy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; was extra cautious about what I eat and drink. She even insisted of holding my hand while crossing the roads or even just walking. Tsk tsk... :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13841743-7539621102566572457?l=lilpatchee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilpatchee.blogspot.com/feeds/7539621102566572457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13841743&amp;postID=7539621102566572457' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13841743/posts/default/7539621102566572457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13841743/posts/default/7539621102566572457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilpatchee.blogspot.com/2007/11/babys-first-trip.html' title='Baby&apos;s &quot;First&quot; Trip'/><author><name>Lil Patchee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00223637415269114053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a4/lilpatchee/lilpatchee.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2069/2137642514_3964ecf18a_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13841743.post-8294818466530049133</id><published>2007-11-09T17:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-26T14:14:29.891+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby Goes A-Thumping</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;[updated on 13th December 2007]&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Hubby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and I went for our second visit to the gynae's today to hear the heartbeat. For the past entire week, I've been praying that &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; is healthy and strong. Call me crazy if you will, but I've even begun talking to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, telling &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; every day that &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; must be healthy and strong, and give us a loud, loud heartbeat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Today, we heard it really loud and clear. It was really fast, almost twice the rate as a normal adult's. Like the sound of a galloping horse. It was really exciting and amazing, to be able to hear a little someone inside of me, his/her heart beating away!! I'd give anything to just keep hearing the heartbeat all the time! &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;*Grin*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Am really thankful that the pregnancy is more viable now. Now I can safely join my family for a trip up to Cameron Highlands tomorrow. By the way, did I mention that &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Mummy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;'s already been talking about what kind of school to send the little fella to, and what career field should he/she venture into? &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;*Faints*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13841743-8294818466530049133?l=lilpatchee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilpatchee.blogspot.com/feeds/8294818466530049133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13841743&amp;postID=8294818466530049133' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13841743/posts/default/8294818466530049133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13841743/posts/default/8294818466530049133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilpatchee.blogspot.com/2007/11/baby-goes-thumping.html' title='Baby Goes A-Thumping'/><author><name>Lil Patchee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00223637415269114053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a4/lilpatchee/lilpatchee.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13841743.post-1739051522008355069</id><published>2007-11-03T22:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-19T14:18:50.866+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Baby!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;[updated on 12th December 2007]&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Prior to the discovery of the pregnancy, I had been noticing an itching bulge on my tummy. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Hubby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; even called me &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Fatty&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; when I told him about it. Hehe.. And there was the constipation, tiredness, nauseaness and vomitting.. And of course, the missed period. Everything just became so crystal clear now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;We finally consulted a gynae today to confirm the pregnancy. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Doc&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; explained that we were about 6 and a half weeks pregnant and he would expect to see a sac and the baby within it through the ultrasound scan. The moment he said that I would need to do a blood test, my blood pressure and heartbeat rates practically shot up. Thank goodness I didn't have to do it today.&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt; *Phew*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I got propped up onto the examination bed, with &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Hubby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; standing by my side. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Doc&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; applied some cold jelly onto the scanner and placed the scanner onto my tummy. We saw the uterus as he zoomed deeper to the sac and a little dot within it. That little dot is &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; after all! So thankful it is not an ectopic pregnancy (thank you, thank you!!). The dot was really minute that there were many times I lost sight of the dot and had to interrupt &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Doc&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; to ask him where was the dot. Tee hee hee.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;We are at 6 and a half weeks now, but could barely hear &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;'s little heartbeat. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Doc&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; prescribed some vitamins (Folic acid and yucky Calcium) for me to take daily, and arranged to meet us again in a month's time. But we would need to go back next week to hear the heartbeat. Then only could he confirm the viability of the pregnancy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;'Tis soooooooooooooooo exciting!!! We ARE indeed gonna be parents!! &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; is expected to join us on 26th June 2008. Can't wait, can't wait!!! &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;*GRIN*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13841743-1739051522008355069?l=lilpatchee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilpatchee.blogspot.com/feeds/1739051522008355069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13841743&amp;postID=1739051522008355069' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13841743/posts/default/1739051522008355069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13841743/posts/default/1739051522008355069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilpatchee.blogspot.com/2007/11/its-baby.html' title='It&apos;s Baby!!'/><author><name>Lil Patchee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00223637415269114053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a4/lilpatchee/lilpatchee.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13841743.post-922957901711742320</id><published>2007-10-30T12:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-12T08:37:44.678+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Honey, We're Expecting!</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;[updated on 12th December 2007]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The reason for the super overdue entry..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;a title="Home Pregnancy Test by Lil' Patchee, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/60887259@N00/2104646406/"&gt;&lt;img height="231" alt="Home Pregnancy Test" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2254/2104646406_a905ed9b59.jpg" width="324" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;At home - 2 lines!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;a title="Another Pregnancy Test by Lil' Patchee, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/60887259@N00/2104647072/"&gt;&lt;img height="227" alt="Another Pregnancy Test" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2335/2104647072_df978f5d3b.jpg" width="318" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;At the doctor's - 2 lines again!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;*Wheeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!!!!!!!*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13841743-922957901711742320?l=lilpatchee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilpatchee.blogspot.com/feeds/922957901711742320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13841743&amp;postID=922957901711742320' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13841743/posts/default/922957901711742320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13841743/posts/default/922957901711742320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilpatchee.blogspot.com/2007/10/honey-were-expecting.html' title='Honey, We&apos;re Expecting!'/><author><name>Lil Patchee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00223637415269114053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a4/lilpatchee/lilpatchee.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2254/2104646406_a905ed9b59_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13841743.post-4131722793412251967</id><published>2007-10-12T23:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-16T09:52:36.840+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Man Of Two Worlds</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;We met up with &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Penkhee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; over a session of chicken chop and fries with brown sauce (yummy!) after such a long, long time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is the kind of guy who is very into sports especially mountain biking, and extremely well-versed with cars - he'd tell you everything inside out that you'd need to know about cars. It's not often to find someone who actually lowered his X-Trail, put in whatever canggih-fied sound system, and wired blue LEDs for his car plate. He'd be telling &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Hubby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; how to modify his car, which sound system is suitable, who to go to, which websites to visit, and not to watch Channel 78 (or rather now, Channel 734) so much. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;*lol*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The very next minute, he asked for a pen and paper, and immediately wrote down the Fettucine Carbonara recipe for me. He'd explain the full instructions on what to put, when to put in, fry the garlic until it's golden brown or the bacon until crispy on the edge. Just so you know, he did cook a mean Carbonara when we had the CNY potluck dinner at home! He'd say how cooking can be an art like Jamie Oliver's, as long as it looks nice, it's bound to taste nice as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talk about a 180 degrees turn! From two extreme worlds! How often do you actually get to meet a guy like that? I must say, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Hubby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and I are still amazed at the thought of that. Hehehehe.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13841743-4131722793412251967?l=lilpatchee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilpatchee.blogspot.com/feeds/4131722793412251967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13841743&amp;postID=4131722793412251967' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13841743/posts/default/4131722793412251967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13841743/posts/default/4131722793412251967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilpatchee.blogspot.com/2007/10/man-of-two-worlds.html' title='Man Of Two Worlds'/><author><name>Lil Patchee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00223637415269114053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a4/lilpatchee/lilpatchee.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13841743.post-3429787561984284564</id><published>2007-09-25T23:58:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-16T08:33:46.321+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mini Mid-Autumn Celebration</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;We had a mini tanglung party at home, just the 2 of us and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Hubby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;'s besties. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;With lots of paper lanterns and candles recycled from last year's &lt;a href="http://lilpatchee.blogspot.com/2006/10/o-tanglungs.html"&gt;celebration&lt;/a&gt;, a pot of Chinese tea, mooncakes and a clear sky to see the full moon, it did seem like a real celebration after all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;a title="Photo Sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/60887259@N00/1440459184/"&gt;&lt;img height="500" alt="Mid-Autumn Celebration 2007" src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1397/1440459184_b4a3d7b33c.jpg" width="278" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Lanterns of all sorts, sizes and colours!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Earlier on at the office, my colleagues and I bought a set of lanterns and hung them around our workstations. They looked really nice from afar especially when the ones hanging from the ceiling had the lights shining on them. Added with the lanterns hanging around the cubicles, made our area seemed like a Chinese brothel. Litted lanterns means business is in operation! &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;*lol*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;It was fun. I had fun. I'm sure &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Hubby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; had fun too, he was busy burning grass, leaves, paper and whatever he could get hold of. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;*grin*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Chef&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; turned into Darth Vader cum He-man with his &lt;em&gt;'candle'&lt;/em&gt; lightsaber/sword whereas &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Footitie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; arranged the lanterns (last picture) traffic-light style and added the pink coloured lantern for metrosexuality flavour. Oh, and we took a picture of him &lt;em&gt;'praying'&lt;/em&gt; to a plate of burning wax which he was sure he would win the Nobel Peace prize and become the next Dalai Lama. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;*lol*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13841743-3429787561984284564?l=lilpatchee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilpatchee.blogspot.com/feeds/3429787561984284564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13841743&amp;postID=3429787561984284564' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13841743/posts/default/3429787561984284564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13841743/posts/default/3429787561984284564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilpatchee.blogspot.com/2007/09/mini-mid-autumn-celebration_25.html' title='Mini Mid-Autumn Celebration'/><author><name>Lil Patchee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00223637415269114053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a4/lilpatchee/lilpatchee.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1397/1440459184_b4a3d7b33c_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13841743.post-1053425425174707099</id><published>2007-09-12T08:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-12T08:45:40.856+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby Steps</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;There's just so many things I'd wanna do. So many dreams to fulfill... The brain never stops churning, I never stop dreaming...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Time is not an excuse. If others can do it, so can I. I'm taking baby steps, one by one, little by little, but I will see it through eventually.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Wish me luck!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13841743-1053425425174707099?l=lilpatchee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilpatchee.blogspot.com/feeds/1053425425174707099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13841743&amp;postID=1053425425174707099' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13841743/posts/default/1053425425174707099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13841743/posts/default/1053425425174707099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilpatchee.blogspot.com/2007/09/baby-steps.html' title='Baby Steps'/><author><name>Lil Patchee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00223637415269114053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a4/lilpatchee/lilpatchee.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13841743.post-2321667292746978189</id><published>2007-08-21T08:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-24T09:34:25.860+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Expanding Creativity</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;We're making placards for &lt;a href="http://bringnorah.blogspot.com/"&gt;Project Bring Norah Jones&lt;/a&gt;. I had to handmake mine since I do not have a printer at home. My fancy-mancy coloured glitter pens were not sufficient but a pitstop at Pelikan did the trick. I bought myself a set of magic coloured pens.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Gosh.. When I applied my first stroke on the paper, I suddenly felt like a kid again. That shows how long ago it had been since I last used a magic colour! Tee hee hee...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;a title="Photo Sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/60887259@N00/1218287966/"&gt;&lt;img height="286" alt="Magic coloured pens" src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1198/1218287966_5dc84c883c.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;What colour do you want?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Anyhow, we're gonna be tagging them at the stores nearby you. So watch out for them!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13841743-2321667292746978189?l=lilpatchee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilpatchee.blogspot.com/feeds/2321667292746978189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13841743&amp;postID=2321667292746978189' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13841743/posts/default/2321667292746978189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13841743/posts/default/2321667292746978189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilpatchee.blogspot.com/2007/08/expanding-creativity.html' title='Expanding Creativity'/><author><name>Lil Patchee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00223637415269114053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a4/lilpatchee/lilpatchee.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1198/1218287966_5dc84c883c_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13841743.post-9013086061913732508</id><published>2007-08-13T11:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-14T10:00:23.205+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Aftermath Of Thumper &amp; Ivy</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Just found out that my &lt;a href="http://lilpatchee.blogspot.com/2007/07/thumper-baby-ivy.html"&gt;post&lt;/a&gt; about &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Thumper&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Ivy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;'s giving away was highlighted in a local forum. I honestly do not know what to make of this. Some said it was sad to give them away and giving to a breeder is worst off.. Some thinks it was a protest plight to a certain breeder for his wrongdoings. Some said that I or any ill-knowledged owners should not have kept them in the first place.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As much as I appreciate their opinions and their utmost love towards bunnies, I'd appreciate it more if they just let me pass. It already hurts to have given them away in the first place, and this is like rubbing more salt to the wound.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It definitely wasn't easy to come to that decision. From the moment I took over &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Thumper&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Ivy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; from the previous lady owner, I had every intention to keep them. I got them groomed. I bought high quality Timothy Hay and the pellets. I had initially placed them at the side porch but immediately housed them in the kitchen instead because I wanted to protect them from any animals that trespass the place or even from thunder. I cleaned the cage everyday, fed them before I leave for work and when I got home. I let them out to roam around the kitchen, pat and talk to them as often as I could. If it hadn't been for the constant nagging from our parents about bad karma, bad for our health or bad whatsoever, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Thumper&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Ivy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; would still be in my house today. I don't blame our parents, I know where they come from and their good intention for our wellbeings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had tried hard to ask everyone I know if they were interested to be the new owners. I never had the intention to sell them off but to give them away. The major pet stores do not even want to accept or to help keep them until there's a new owner. Where else could I have gone? A fruit orchard lady in Semenyih didn't want to keep anymore rabbits. And to be fair, &lt;a href="http://beh-yo-rabbitry.page.tl/Rabbit-Kingdom-Forum/index.htm"&gt;Beh&lt;/a&gt; did ask me to go to the local forum, but he gave me his word that he would keep them at his stall in Amcorp and help us find new owners. I trusted him. An hour after I gave them away, a friend coincidentally was in Amcorp and he saw that the cage was empty then, but the stall was still in operation. I had highly believed that they found new owners. If you do happen to have them (or either one) under your care, please let me know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That being said, I've learnt my lesson. I should be more ready the next time I'd want to care for a pet. I honestly thank the forumers for reminding me of my mistake. I will not repeat what I've done.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13841743-9013086061913732508?l=lilpatchee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilpatchee.blogspot.com/feeds/9013086061913732508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13841743&amp;postID=9013086061913732508' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13841743/posts/default/9013086061913732508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13841743/posts/default/9013086061913732508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilpatchee.blogspot.com/2007/08/aftermath-of-thumper-ivy.html' title='The Aftermath Of Thumper &amp; Ivy'/><author><name>Lil Patchee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00223637415269114053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a4/lilpatchee/lilpatchee.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13841743.post-1166555478658866589</id><published>2007-08-06T23:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-22T08:47:47.330+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hubby's Birthday Weekend</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Today is actually &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Hubby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;'s birthday. But it being on a Monday, we had a weekend-long celebration and including taking the day off from work today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 lovely suprises for &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Hubby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, 1 each for each day, Saturday till Monday. He was absolutely thrilled! &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;*grin*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;a title="Photo Sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/60887259@N00/1198405326/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img height="468" alt="Birthday pressies for hubby" src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1340/1198405326_ea196f2a14.jpg" width="461" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Ferrari Enzo FXX remote-controlled car, Nike 1500 Tacktician basketball and a Waterman ballpoint pen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Happy birthday, dearest &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Hubby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;!!! &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;*Muakz*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13841743-1166555478658866589?l=lilpatchee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilpatchee.blogspot.com/feeds/1166555478658866589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13841743&amp;postID=1166555478658866589' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13841743/posts/default/1166555478658866589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13841743/posts/default/1166555478658866589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilpatchee.blogspot.com/2007/08/hubbys-birthday-weekend.html' title='Hubby&apos;s Birthday Weekend'/><author><name>Lil Patchee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00223637415269114053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a4/lilpatchee/lilpatchee.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1340/1198405326_ea196f2a14_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13841743.post-1896609042726289718</id><published>2007-07-22T23:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-24T12:05:24.433+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thumper &amp; Baby Ivy</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;We finally gave away the bunnies away today. It sure wasn't easy finding new owners nor any pet shops that would accept them, but we found Beh &amp; Yo Rabbitry, a breeding &lt;a href="http://beh-yo-rabbitry.page.tl/Rabbit-Kingdom-Forum/index.htm"&gt;farm&lt;/a&gt; located in Semenyih.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;a title="Photo Sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/60887259@N00/359195930/"&gt;&lt;img height="240" alt="Thumper &amp;amp; Baby Ivy" src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/128/359195930_78e8ed4fb4_m.jpg" width="151" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;My precious bunnies&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;This morning, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Hubby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and I carried the entire cage into the car and drove to Amcorp Mall, where Beh &amp;amp; Yo Rabbitry's stall is. Baby Lops are sold there and they were &lt;em&gt;oh&lt;/em&gt; so cute. I just couldn't help patting them. We placed the cage in front of the stall, along with the remaining packet of hay and pellets. Both &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Thumper&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Ivy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; lowered their heads when I gave them one last, long pat. Said my goodbyes, turned around and walked away as fast as I could. My heart ached and my eyes were watery. I just could not bear to turn back to see them because I know that I would keep them back and not give them away again. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Hubby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; had to take over the wheel until I was more composed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;It hurts like hell having to part with them. To think that I had only cared for them for a few months, let alone I had been away from them for almost 3 months. But they've been very precious to me. I've been too attached to them. Now whenever I walk past or see the kitchen, where the cage once was is now an empty spot. I miss cleaning the cage, letting them out to run about the kitchen. I miss feeding them and talking to them every now and then. I miss patting them and hear the noises they made when they grind their teeth against the cage wire, when they drink or when they jump around within the cage. I miss having to have experienced a very short period of being a 'granny bunny'.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;It hurts knowing the fact that I'd never get to see them again, always wondering how are they doing right now and where are they now - whether they have new owners or they're at the Rabbitry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;IT.JUST.SUCKS.BIG.TIME.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I miss you, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Thumper&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Ivy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. Thank you for the memories. I pray and hope that you'll both have better lives ahead.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13841743-1896609042726289718?l=lilpatchee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilpatchee.blogspot.com/feeds/1896609042726289718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13841743&amp;postID=1896609042726289718' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13841743/posts/default/1896609042726289718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13841743/posts/default/1896609042726289718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilpatchee.blogspot.com/2007/07/thumper-baby-ivy.html' title='Thumper &amp; Baby Ivy'/><author><name>Lil Patchee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00223637415269114053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a4/lilpatchee/lilpatchee.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/128/359195930_78e8ed4fb4_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13841743.post-6378071718228157144</id><published>2007-07-18T17:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-23T10:51:54.799+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Project Bring Norah Jones to Malaysia</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Gummy:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;Do you like Norah Jones?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;That was when the excitement began. Came the birth of Project Bring Norah Jones to Malaysia, the start of the &lt;a href="http://bringnorah.blogspot.com/"&gt;blog&lt;/a&gt; and rallying up members to make this project come true.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;a title="Photo Sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/60887259@N00/872638867/"&gt;&lt;img height="245" alt="Norah Jones" src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1417/872638867_aa4f8e8a0f.jpg" width="280" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Norah Jones&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I like this picture coz she's posing in front of the keyboards. Hehe.. To be honest, I'm not an obsessive fan of Norah Jones'. But I do love to listen to a couple of her songs and it would indeed be really nice to actually listen to her live on our Malaysian soil. Heck, if this works, we can actually bring in many more of our favourite singers! Coincidentally, lately I've been back to the Oasis era and just couldn't get over Live Forever, Whatever, Stand By Me, Don't Go Away, Champagne Supernova, Some Might Say, She's Electric, Don't Look Back in Anger, All Around the World, oh just to name a few. So I'd really love to watch Oasis.. Oohh.. Michael W. Smith and the original London cast of Les Miserables (if all of them are still alive, up and still performing!). &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;*giggle*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;So do come support us as we aim to make this mission a successful one. To borrow from Adidas, &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;"Impossible Is Nothing"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. Come visit &lt;a href="http://bringnorah.blogspot.com/"&gt;BringNorah&lt;/a&gt; blog and help us in whatever way you can. We have the power!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13841743-6378071718228157144?l=lilpatchee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilpatchee.blogspot.com/feeds/6378071718228157144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13841743&amp;postID=6378071718228157144' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13841743/posts/default/6378071718228157144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13841743/posts/default/6378071718228157144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilpatchee.blogspot.com/2007/07/project-bring-norah-jones-to-malaysia.html' title='Project Bring Norah Jones to Malaysia'/><author><name>Lil Patchee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00223637415269114053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a4/lilpatchee/lilpatchee.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1417/872638867_aa4f8e8a0f_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13841743.post-8458574396702090762</id><published>2007-07-14T23:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-20T08:43:49.912+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Toy!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;[updated on 19th July 2007]&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;After months of looking around and savings of &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;*ahem*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; my allowance while in Holland, I've finally gotten myself a new toy. Presenting Compaq &lt;a href="http://h10010.www1.hp.com/wwpc/my/en/ho/WF06b/1090709-1116637-1123071-1123071-1123071-80192705-80330316.html"&gt;V3522TU&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;a title="Photo Sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/60887259@N00/855570126/"&gt;&lt;img height="353" alt="Compaq V3522TU" src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1149/855570126_50d9f5f6c9.jpg" width="423" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sleek, black lappy! Woo hoo!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Core 2 Duo, 1.67 GHz, Windows Vista Home Basic, 1 Gb RAM, 120 Gb hard disk drive, DVD +/-RW and uhm.. what else ah... Ooohh... Altec Lansing speakers, HP notebook bag and a cool HP briefcase (light one la!).. With an additional upgrade to 2 Gb RAM and a slight discount, all in all not more than RM 3,500.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;It's the very first laptop that I truly own, i.e. paid entirely with my own money. Sure, I've had a few laptops before like the first one was when &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Daddy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; bought one for me to bring over to Sheffield, or the other one, hands-me-down from &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Sis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. So nothing beats this one. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;*grin*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I've read that most people recommended Home Premium version coz it has frosted-glass borders, additional 2 cool games - Mahjong and Chess Titans, and other stuffs. But I'm happy with this. And oooh.. I love the sidebar gadgets. Anyhow, if you're still an XP user but you want to have the cool sidebar thingy, go download &lt;a href="http://desktop.google.com/"&gt;Google Desktop&lt;/a&gt;. It's an "imitation", but darn good enough. Hehe.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Back to play with my new toy. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;*Grin*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13841743-8458574396702090762?l=lilpatchee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilpatchee.blogspot.com/feeds/8458574396702090762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13841743&amp;postID=8458574396702090762' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13841743/posts/default/8458574396702090762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13841743/posts/default/8458574396702090762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilpatchee.blogspot.com/2007/07/new-toy.html' title='New Toy!'/><author><name>Lil Patchee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00223637415269114053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a4/lilpatchee/lilpatchee.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1149/855570126_50d9f5f6c9_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
