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Hmm...i really dunno, but i do know that my precious baby is sticking to me like a super duper sticky glue even when she's sleeping....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently, whenever i've put her to sleep on the bed, she would get up after an hour or so and cry. The funny thing is...the moment i went near her and pat her, she would doze back to sleep. What's more, she would grab hold of my shirt and wouldn't let go unless she had fallen into deep sleep. Yesterday...i was practically storming in and out of the bedroom like every 30 mins just to coax her back to sleep. *sweat*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet...it is hard not to feel touched somehow. Why so? Won't you feel happy if your baby calms down or show you her happy expression whenever you approach or go near him/her? Won't you feel like hugging and cuddle him/her if he/she sleeps with the sound of your breath and your body warmth? To me, the answer is YES! Although this will definitely cut down my personal time, i do feel that it's worth it. Bonding is very important to me and i really emphasise on it very much. A pity that daddy is not really into bonding...Whenever i told him that he needs to bond with Amelia more often, he will just tell him 'no need one lar'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not only that, since last week, she had been so sticky to me that even leaving her out of my sight for a brief sec will also make her scream. Gosh! Daddy was so upset whenever he carried her and she wouldn't stop crying or fussing. Even now, daddy still cannot handle her and seems like daddy's bond with her isn't still good enough. I guess daddy's really gotta spend more time with her.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even as i am blogging now, she just can't let me blog in peace. A blog post which requires less than 15 mins time to finish writing can take me close to 1hr to finish....splendid indeed. *faint*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22766422-7771117261639303575?l=mycandi.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/Candicandi/~4/JkdfEdq3INY" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Candicandi/~3/JkdfEdq3INY/super-sticky-glue.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (CaNdi)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://mycandi.blogspot.com/2009/11/super-sticky-glue.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22766422.post-6310919513381799759</guid><pubDate>Thu, 05 Nov 2009 15:30:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-11-06T00:08:20.689+08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">milestone</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">amelia</category><title>Teething Rusk + "Batbaby"</title><description>During my off on Tuesday, i bought a box of teething rusks for Amelia. Wondering what that is? Well, it's a biscuit meant for babies to learn to chew and also to curb their teething itch. And guess what? Amelia held the biscuit steadily and chew it as if it's her teether! The funniest thing...she turned her biscuit back and forth machiam it will taste better......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;3rd November 2009, Tuesday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table style="width: 540px; height: 262px;" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Look at what she's&lt;br /&gt;holding on her right hand..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;"&gt;A happy Amelia&lt;br /&gt;chewing on her teething rusk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_GuopYy7yilo/SvLozpMLFgI/AAAAAAAAAhw/8q1li6Ldgcw/s576/IMG_7031.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 183px; height: 242px;" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_GuopYy7yilo/SvLozpMLFgI/AAAAAAAAAhw/8q1li6Ldgcw/s576/IMG_7031.JPG" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_GuopYy7yilo/SvLoz2PZH0I/AAAAAAAAAh0/I1xZGvHYohE/s576/IMG_7032.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 183px; height: 242px;" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_GuopYy7yilo/SvLoz2PZH0I/AAAAAAAAAh0/I1xZGvHYohE/s576/IMG_7032.JPG" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately, babies are still babies. Their interest really last that "long" only. After holding on to her teething rusk for like 20 mins (only top part was kinda melted), she didn't want to chew on it anymore. This much alone can proves something....'If you wanna earn, earn it by selling baby stuff'. So true indeed...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since my mum was around that day, she played with Amelia too. Here comes the ridiculous incident. I have NO idea my mum is so playful when she is 50+ years apart from my baby girl, her grand-daughter! Amelia has a play-toy that can be twisted to train her development but my mum went to put it on her face and made it like a "batwoman" mask! What's more, Amelia just let my mum put that on her and dun even move at all, LOL!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;How do I look, Mummy? Cool ya! ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_GuopYy7yilo/SvLoz5uMrYI/AAAAAAAAAh4/EnlMGhOwOak/s800/IMG_7033.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 396px; height: 310px;" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_GuopYy7yilo/SvLoz5uMrYI/AAAAAAAAAh4/EnlMGhOwOak/s800/IMG_7033.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This shot of her is just.......speechless.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22766422-6310919513381799759?l=mycandi.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/Candicandi/~4/zOWUC_LxVa8" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Candicandi/~3/zOWUC_LxVa8/teething-rusk-batwoman.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (CaNdi)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_GuopYy7yilo/SvLozpMLFgI/AAAAAAAAAhw/8q1li6Ldgcw/s72-c/IMG_7031.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://mycandi.blogspot.com/2009/11/teething-rusk-batwoman.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22766422.post-4501503392885444778</guid><pubDate>Tue, 03 Nov 2009 13:46:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-11-03T22:04:08.406+08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">milestone</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">amelia</category><title>Finally...A Whole Meal...</title><description>After a hectic week due to work, I've decided to take an off today to accompany my precious Amelia. Not only that, i also need to replenish her cereal to put at my MIL place as well as her bath lotion. Since my mum didn't work today (it's Tuesday!), she came over to my place to check on her grandchild.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today also marked the day where Amelia took a whole meal of cereal as breakfast to herself! Afraid of overfeeding her, i only gave her 2 tbsps of rice cereal. She really took it happily but when i finished giving her the last spoonful of her rice cereal, she was kinda disappointed...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the afternoon, the 3 of us went to CP's Cold Storage to buy her cereal. Since she is already 6mth+, it's time to change from rice cereal to oatmeal cereal. Other than that, I also bought 2 jar food to keep so that i can train her into accepting the taste of them, just in case for future travels or whatever, hehe...In addition, i've also bought carrots, apples to make puree. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, making puree is kinda fun. I took out 2 apples, cooked it, took away the skin and used manual method (fork smash) to blend the puree. Dun ask me why i wasn't using the blender....maybe cos i haven't unwrap it? lol.....in a way, it is quite troublesome to use it if i am alone, so squashing manually kinda made the process easier since i can do it beside my girl...I really enjoyed making it and i even think of buying potatoes to make puree for her porridge!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So for now, i have 5 days worth of apple puree for Amelia to eat it at my MIL's place. Since i told her that i will not start lunch for Amelia till next week, i will be telling her to add these apple purees into her cereal for breakfast instead. My only concern....will she not feed my Amelia with my EBM anymore? I am actually very scared that she will stopped giving her my EBM then one day, my girl will stop demanding milk and in the end, she dun want me anymore....Ok, some of you are gonna say i think too much again...But, i am really skeptical on this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though i am giving my MIL instructions on when to feed her, what to feed her and how much to feed her, i can't help to think that she may not heed my instructions. What if she really feeds her lunch when i tell her not to? What if she gives her something as puree in her meal when i tell her not to? I know i worry too much, and i should just let things go naturally, but being a mother of my precious Amelia, i really can't stop thinking this way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although i am tired, although i am mentally tired...i really dun wish things to go wrongly to my baby. Oh well, guess i just gotta wait and see if my MIL will really heed my instructions...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22766422-4501503392885444778?l=mycandi.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/Candicandi/~4/KAJNOT3hu5o" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Candicandi/~3/KAJNOT3hu5o/finallya-whole-meal.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (CaNdi)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://mycandi.blogspot.com/2009/11/finallya-whole-meal.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22766422.post-5119023020554855007</guid><pubDate>Fri, 30 Oct 2009 15:10:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-10-30T23:14:38.574+08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">milestone</category><title>Amelia can TURN herself!!!</title><description>YES!!! Amelia can finally turn herself over! But that's when she was sleeping...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just now, when i came out of my bath, i saw Amelia with her body turned till her face was almost facing downwards. In addition, she was sleeping on her tummy. I dunno if this is consider as she can turn already but at least, that is one little achievement she got herself into!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps i will let her try when she was awake to make sure she really can turn already ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yes, i do know that it is not necessary a good thing when she is able to turn already, but every baby needs to learn how to turn sooner or later, and that includes my precious Amelia. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22766422-5119023020554855007?l=mycandi.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/Candicandi/~4/I1k-P2NcMyQ" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Candicandi/~3/I1k-P2NcMyQ/amelia-can-turn-herself.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (CaNdi)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://mycandi.blogspot.com/2009/10/amelia-can-turn-herself.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22766422.post-6947177915921346319</guid><pubDate>Fri, 30 Oct 2009 15:00:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-10-30T23:10:15.250+08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">me</category><title>Busy Week....</title><description>This week is a hectic week, and is really chaotic till no end...at least for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From last weekend, I've already been so busy with weddings. This week, my korean developers came to SG, along with my product launch. Tomorrow, i gotta go back work. WTH is wrong with my life for the past 2 weeks!? I am already lacking sleep like nothing and i am starting to wonder how far i can stretch myself already. I am now mentally and physically tired (I am still bringing Amelia home every night, ok..).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to my "wonderful" events i've got myself into + the workload i am currently withstanding, I practically have no time for my precious Amelia! For the whole of this week, she was practically staying with my MIL during the day, as well as part of the night (I could only fetch her home earliest at 8+, latest 10+) as i gotta entertain my developers...bringing them to dinner and etc...This morning, i suddenly started to ponder..if Amelia will not be close to me anymore when i keep putting her at my MIL's place. Ok, i may have think too much, but that's how a mummy will feel, isn't it? I really dun wish my child to drift apart from me, so of cos i will worry, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To think i still can blog...i am already feeling my eyes closing as i type now. Somehow, i seriously begin to think if i can still hold on to the load i am taking now, both in career as well as in family...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22766422-6947177915921346319?l=mycandi.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/Candicandi/~4/PN9rloSr5YA" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Candicandi/~3/PN9rloSr5YA/busy-week.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (CaNdi)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://mycandi.blogspot.com/2009/10/busy-week.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22766422.post-8225159132472224197</guid><pubDate>Mon, 26 Oct 2009 15:47:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-10-27T00:40:12.902+08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">me</category><title>2 Weddings on 1 weekend....</title><description>Yes...2 weddings in a row, on the same weekend is FREAKING TIRING!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not to mention my poor darling, precious Amelia was also being dragged down to attend those weddings along with Mummy &amp;amp; Daddy. This morning when i want to wake her up, she just plainly ignore me! No matter how daddy &amp;amp; mummy try to get her to open her eyes, she just wouldn't budge....only until i brought her downstairs to the carpark then she willing to open her eyes. Can you imagine how tired my baby was?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, i had a fruitful sentimental collection for the 2 weddings days. Lots of photos were taken and although tiring it had been, it was worth it. The wedding gatecrashing was fun, the dinner with the bride-to-be &amp;amp; going down to MK after so many months later really made feel that i am back to my old self. This feeling is really hard to get by and i know i gotta cherish it truly, deeply and greatly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too many photos have been snapped so it is terribly hard to post it one by one, so...I made it simple by putting into 1 jpeg! LOL....although smaller but at least i can choose to have some of the best pics i took to post in my blog. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;November i am gonna be attending more weddings....this year is really so good and auspicious for wedding ya? *sweat*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_GuopYy7yilo/SuXNg8uTdLI/AAAAAAAAAgc/XhUm-2Q8_oo/s576/sabo%20compilation.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_GuopYy7yilo/SuXNg8uTdLI/AAAAAAAAAgc/XhUm-2Q8_oo/s576/sabo%20compilation.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_GuopYy7yilo/SuXNhdc0LYI/AAAAAAAAAgs/iwOzbvGf_VM/MK_Night.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_GuopYy7yilo/SuXNhdc0LYI/AAAAAAAAAgs/iwOzbvGf_VM/MK_Night.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_GuopYy7yilo/SuXNhFMderI/AAAAAAAAAgk/ST8Ged88w3w/Untitled-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_GuopYy7yilo/SuXNhFMderI/AAAAAAAAAgk/ST8Ged88w3w/Untitled-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://widget-74.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" scale="noscale" salign="l" wmode="transparent" flashvars="cy=bb&amp;amp;il=1&amp;amp;channel=3530822107892936564&amp;amp;site=widget-74.slide.com" style="width: 400px; height: 375px;" name="flashticker" align="middle"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22766422-8225159132472224197?l=mycandi.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/Candicandi/~4/IGWtZFkZiWo" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Candicandi/~3/IGWtZFkZiWo/2-weddings-on-1-weekend.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (CaNdi)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_GuopYy7yilo/SuXNg8uTdLI/AAAAAAAAAgc/XhUm-2Q8_oo/s72-c/sabo%20compilation.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://mycandi.blogspot.com/2009/10/2-weddings-on-1-weekend.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22766422.post-2861863042954061156</guid><pubDate>Sat, 24 Oct 2009 16:35:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-10-25T00:51:30.363+08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">me</category><title>A Tired Mummy...</title><description>Oh gosh, i am just so tired and sleepy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a day of wedding gatecrashing in the morning and a wedding dinner at night, I just can't believe i am already so worn out. Oh yes, not to mention that I was celebrating "Hands" night with the bride-to-be &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were a lot of photos taken but i am just too god damn tired now to upload and post about it. I think i just do it tomorrow...hmm..oh wait...I have another wedding dinner to attend tomorrow! Geez, well, i guess i will just do it on Monday then....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During these few days, i came to realise that i am too freaking forgetful. During the preparation of the wedding gatecrashing, i kept forgetting things which i just did. I really dunno if this forgetfulness has something to do with the huge dosage of epidural i've taken previously when i gave birth to Amelia, or it's just plainly due to the huge load of work i have in my mind along with Amelia's well-being and family. People says women who had given birth tends to be forgetful. I know that's true, and is there actually anyone so forgetful like i am now? Due to this, poor Michelle gotta keep answering me with yes and no, or "u just..." which i felt so paiseh about it...I think i need a planner and keep it with me before i really keep forgetting stuff until it starts to irritate people who are around me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or maybe perhaps i am simply too mentally tired that my brain switch me off time and again....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22766422-2861863042954061156?l=mycandi.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/Candicandi/~4/TIQxEsnrkSc" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Candicandi/~3/TIQxEsnrkSc/tired-mummy.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (CaNdi)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://mycandi.blogspot.com/2009/10/tired-mummy.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22766422.post-6386095016374410623</guid><pubDate>Sun, 18 Oct 2009 13:58:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-10-18T23:10:15.029+08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">outing</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">milestone</category><title>~Dinner at T3 + A Few Milestones~</title><description>I know babies development rate is fast, but somehow, i did not expect it to be so fast...and so sudden too. These 2 days' encounters have made me feel very proud of Amelia with what she showed me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that she is approaching 6 months of age, i feel that it's time to let her have a little taste of home-cooked porridge, thus on Saturday late morning, i decided to cook the porridge using my newly bought baby porridge cooking pot. It was more of an experiment though, since there is a special way of using the cooking pot instead of the traditional way of cooking the porridge. The porridge turned out to be more dry than watery, not very smooth but at least edible. I guess the choice of rice really matters, so perhaps i shall really get the pearl rice Lilian recommended next time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17th October 2009, Saturday afternoon&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table style="width: 540px; height: 262px;" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Home-cooked porridge&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Not very smooth but at least&lt;br /&gt;can grind b4 feeding her&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;"&gt;She just can't wait to get&lt;br /&gt;the food into her mouth...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2797/4021677599_520e8d97d3_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 183px; height: 242px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2797/4021677599_520e8d97d3_m.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2800/4021679323_2e7d0c797f_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 183px; height: 242px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2800/4021679323_2e7d0c797f_m.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;18th October 2009, Sunday morning&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table style="width: 540px; height: 262px;" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Self-made "Apple" Puree&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;1st try...fun!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;"&gt;Rice cereal with&lt;br /&gt;Apple puree...&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2600/4022450212_254ecddc1a_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 224px; height: 167px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2600/4022450212_254ecddc1a_m.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2750/4022449666_b76b960c50_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 217px; height: 166px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2750/4022449666_b76b960c50_m.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;Overall, it was a nice experience! Although it wasn't a perfect result (porridge not very smooth, puree not very smashed also) but at least i tried! Practice makes perfect ya! I will try harder next time for sure!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, now..i've not finished with Saturday's journey. Other than the porridge tryout, we also went Ikea to get Amelia's highchair &amp;amp; dinner at T3 with Kitlyn 姐姐 &amp;amp; her daddy mummy. They were late, as usual (hahaha) but throughout the wait, we realised that Amelia can finally sit on the baby chair in public now, all thanks to my curiosity! LOL!!! It's a pity i forgot to snap it down due to hunger and excitement...Oh oh...and Aunty Lilian gave some clothes to Amelia which are pretty nice! Thanks Aunty Lilian! ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width: 540px; height: 262px;" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Whoopie! Mummy,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;see, i show you i can sit&lt;br /&gt;upright on stroller now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;"&gt;Little "White" Riding Hood...&lt;br /&gt;Where is she looking at?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2525/4021679897_117bdae4ab_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 183px; height: 242px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2525/4021679897_117bdae4ab_m.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3513/4021682845_bc4acdc15f_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 183px; height: 242px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3513/4021682845_bc4acdc15f_m.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table style="width: 540px; height: 262px;" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Stroller handle fun&lt;br /&gt;to play meh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;"&gt;This angle of her is&lt;br /&gt;really sweet &amp;amp; natural :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2656/4022445568_4c8844c80f_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 232px; height: 172px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2656/4022445568_4c8844c80f_m.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2544/4022446434_ea3dd66bc5_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 228px; height: 174px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2544/4022446434_ea3dd66bc5_m.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table style="width: 540px; height: 262px;" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Daddy pushing Amelia...&lt;br /&gt;see how she sat..like a 小霸王&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;"&gt;One happy family :)&lt;br /&gt;Kitlyn 姐姐 &amp;amp; her parents&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2586/4022447240_e2a364c2a5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 182px; height: 239px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2586/4022447240_e2a364c2a5.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2780/4022454686_18b7c06605.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 228px; height: 174px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2780/4022454686_18b7c06605.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table style="width: 540px; height: 262px;" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3531/4022452944_66a47fd3f0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 247px; height: 190px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3531/4022452944_66a47fd3f0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Kitlyn 姐姐 &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;vs&lt;/span&gt; Amelia 妹妹&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And lastly, her encounter with her new toy, Ikea Highchair!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width: 540px; height: 262px;" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;My new Highchair!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;"&gt;Darling, the hanky is for you&lt;br /&gt;to wipe yr face, not the tray...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2577/4022450916_b5dcd2c48a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 257px; height: 197px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2577/4022450916_b5dcd2c48a.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2471/4022451462_c5df083b28.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 192px; height: 245px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2471/4022451462_c5df083b28.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;OMG...that's really a lot of pics i've posted...but really, these 2 days seemed full of fun for me and my Amelia, except for daddy since he is still sick...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22766422-6386095016374410623?l=mycandi.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/Candicandi/~4/b74stAEHQ2I" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Candicandi/~3/b74stAEHQ2I/dinner-at-t3-few-milestones.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (CaNdi)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://mycandi.blogspot.com/2009/10/dinner-at-t3-few-milestones.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22766422.post-8244328462998682573</guid><pubDate>Thu, 15 Oct 2009 15:11:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-10-15T23:38:28.759+08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">me</category><title>Hairband Freak, VAIN is the word!~~</title><description>Don't worry, this is not referring to my precious Amelia. The one being vain is ME. Yea, ME!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever since someone told me that i look good in hairbands with my current hairstyle, i kinda gotten addicted to hairbands and started to buy all sorts and designs of hairbands...I've taken a few pics of me wearing hairbands but out of so many hairbands i have, i think i only snapped 2...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width: 540px; height: 262px;" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;White Hairband&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;It has a ribbon on its side...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;"&gt;Light Blue Hairband&lt;br /&gt;Bought it to wear for&lt;br /&gt;wedding gatecrushing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GuopYy7yilo/Stc8xXXK9xI/AAAAAAAAAgM/M2D_-Qg5B6c/s1600-h/DSC00184.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 199px; height: 264px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GuopYy7yilo/Stc8xXXK9xI/AAAAAAAAAgM/M2D_-Qg5B6c/s320/DSC00184.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392845897581917970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GuopYy7yilo/Stc8yLzLt3I/AAAAAAAAAgU/qujnS7uHCxI/s1600-h/IMG_6773.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 259px; height: 194px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GuopYy7yilo/Stc8yLzLt3I/AAAAAAAAAgU/qujnS7uHCxI/s320/IMG_6773.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392845911658051442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;Oh, and all the hairbands i bought are from Helen! Oh wait, dun be confused, it's not a person's name, it's a shop name and it sells accessories for women. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think..i better take down all my hairbands for memory sake in case next time change hairstyle wear hairband not nice already still can recap a bit. Hehehe...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22766422-8244328462998682573?l=mycandi.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/Candicandi/~4/dTEQKphmboo" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Candicandi/~3/dTEQKphmboo/hairband-freak-vain-is-word.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (CaNdi)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GuopYy7yilo/Stc8xXXK9xI/AAAAAAAAAgM/M2D_-Qg5B6c/s72-c/DSC00184.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://mycandi.blogspot.com/2009/10/hairband-freak-vain-is-word.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22766422.post-2125021694646737894</guid><pubDate>Tue, 13 Oct 2009 14:23:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-10-13T22:42:39.481+08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">amelia</category><title>"Little" Mini Amelia</title><description>Today Amelia went for 6-in-1 vaccination. My little girl was really brave and strong indeed because she did not cry when Dr. Z gave her the jab. Dr. Z even praised her for not crying. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing though....she is gaining more weight than she should be for a 6-month old baby! Sigh...Dr. Z said that her weight is on the "above average" category but her height is on the normal track. That makes my baby on the plump category then? Hmmm....for a girl, i really don't wish that to happen, so i hope she will lose those fats soon. Unfortunately, this is not something i can prevent since she is on breastfeeding and nothing else except a daily spoonful of cereal...Dr. Z commented that my breastmilk is so power that just replying on my breastmilk alone can make her weight become like that -_-"""&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, i guess i can't really think too much but to let my girl grow naturally ya? Yes, i guess i can only think like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now..looking towards the bright side, i just had fun with my precious while i was washing my clothes during the weekend. Why is that so? Cos i put her on the bumbo and left her at the common toilet door while i washed my clothes inside. Seeing how adorable and funny she looked, i couldn't help but to snap her at where she was sitting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width: 540px; height: 262px;" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Hi Mummy!&lt;br /&gt;I look tiny from yr angle ya! ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3005/4000498369_84765a5455.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 181px; height: 234px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3005/4000498369_84765a5455.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;1 minute later, she gave me this "act cute" innocent look...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width: 540px; height: 262px;" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2443/4001267038_6a41157302.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 181px; height: 234px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2443/4001267038_6a41157302.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Mummy arh....&lt;br /&gt;You finished washing&lt;br /&gt;already or not one???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;My baby is growing, really growing...she is interacting with me more and more often now and i really love the way she is reacting to me now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My precious Amelia, keep it up!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22766422-2125021694646737894?l=mycandi.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/Candicandi/~4/2gyY1uxwIAI" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Candicandi/~3/2gyY1uxwIAI/little-mini-amelia.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (CaNdi)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://mycandi.blogspot.com/2009/10/little-mini-amelia.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22766422.post-8884902566489920238</guid><pubDate>Sun, 11 Oct 2009 14:34:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-10-11T23:26:15.554+08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">outing</category><title>~Saturday Gathering~</title><description>As i've said...October is the month whereby i gotta go out almost every weekend, thus, this week is of no difference too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, it was a gathering of our usual group, the "Delta" girls along with the partners. Seriously, it was usually freaking hard to gather everyone under 1 gathering but surprising, yesterday was really good attendance. Perhaps, it's all cos 1 of our girls was gonna distribute her "bomb" to us, hehehe...The gathering was really great, everyone enjoyed the company and was updating one another of their recent activities. What's more enjoying was....the babies! Amelia and Lucas were practically the eyeballs of all and machiam passing baton lol....and the result? My little Amelia won by being passed around the most!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lucas and Wen did not mingle with us a lot due to Lucas gotten cranky out of a sudden, which i believe it's due to him being too hot and sleepy. At least i finally got to see him after 6 months! This gathering had made me see a very fatherly side of Seon, kudos to him. He was so patient towards Lucas and i can see that he really dotes on his son a lot a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am really happy that we get around together again and chit chat. It had really been some time especially since me and Wen got pregnant which made us hard to gather around previously. I really wish to have more of these gatherings again and hopefully, the group can get bigger! Current record: 13 adults, 2 kids, 2 babies. Break it!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width: 540px; height: 262px;" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3485/4001253726_64f8097ea3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 181px; height: 234px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3485/4001253726_64f8097ea3.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Grouchy Amelia&lt;br /&gt;Just woke up from her feed...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table style="width: 540px; height: 262px;" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sweet sweet smile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;after a good sleep ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;"&gt;Mummy posing with me&lt;br /&gt;while waiting for Daddy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3453/4001255042_2b62db5fcb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 260px; height: 193px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3453/4001255042_2b62db5fcb.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2489/4000491329_f85cac0bb9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 260px; height: 193px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2489/4000491329_f85cac0bb9.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table style="width: 540px; height: 262px;" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Mummy decided to self-pose&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;while waiting for Daddy...&lt;br /&gt;Where's me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;"&gt;Look what Daddy has done&lt;br /&gt;to my bonnet...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3494/4001311954_e75547b1b3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 260px; height: 193px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3494/4001311954_e75547b1b3.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3428/4001258250_e6fa928e29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 260px; height: 193px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3428/4001258250_e6fa928e29.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table style="width: 540px; height: 262px;" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Me &amp;amp; the soon-to-be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;bride, Aunty Eileen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;"&gt;Uncle Seon with his son,&lt;br /&gt;Lucas "korkor"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2653/4001259192_6c656ab403.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 193px; height: 251px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2653/4001259192_6c656ab403.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2616/4001260880_53b9c1bdd0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 193px; height: 251px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2616/4001260880_53b9c1bdd0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table style="width: 540px; height: 262px;" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Aunty Joyee &amp;amp; me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;again!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;"&gt;Me &amp;amp; Aunty Cindy,&lt;br /&gt;mother of 2 children :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2602/4000505121_538d5b8b15.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 193px; height: 251px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2602/4000505121_538d5b8b15.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3149/4000505393_4ff6c1567f.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 193px; height: 251px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3149/4000505393_4ff6c1567f.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table style="width: 540px; height: 262px;" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Mummy &amp;amp; Daddy&lt;br /&gt;What a nice pic taken!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;"&gt;Happy Family ^.^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3462/4000497931_c6b77cb692.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 193px; height: 251px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3462/4000497931_c6b77cb692.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2616/4000504951_6c89a8334f.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 193px; height: 251px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2616/4000504951_6c89a8334f.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table style="width: 540px; height: 262px;" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Legendary 7 Girls&lt;br /&gt;of "Delta"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;"&gt;The 6 "Hunks"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2531/4001312084_47986a6c17.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 260px; height: 193px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2531/4001312084_47986a6c17.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3505/4000496565_7c022359a9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 260px; height: 193px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3505/4000496565_7c022359a9.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;A Happy Saturday well spent indeed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22766422-8884902566489920238?l=mycandi.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/Candicandi/~4/JZVCaiW4f90" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Candicandi/~3/JZVCaiW4f90/saturday-gathering.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (CaNdi)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://mycandi.blogspot.com/2009/10/saturday-gathering.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22766422.post-2039262773224534258</guid><pubDate>Sun, 04 Oct 2009 14:49:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-10-04T23:34:01.020+08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">outing</category><title>Lunch Outing on a Saturday~</title><description>Yes...I admit...This few weeks i've been going out almost every weekend, that includes this Sat, next Sat and the Sat after next....I don't want to...but....I HAVE NO CHOICE!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, it is good for Amelia in a way that she will be able to get in touch with some crowd instead of cooping up at home. She has been staying indoor from Monday to Friday, so letting her breathe some fresh air with more fancy sights may be good for her too. No worries, i make it a point that i won't go out on both days of weekends! I do want to spend quality time with my darling too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, we left the house at 11am+ to Suntec cos i had an event there. After taking a look and ensure all thing's going well, i left the venue and started to head to Bugis, where i was supposed to meet up with Joyee for lunch. Before heading there, i actually came across a shop which sells Animal Romper for babies so i couldn't help but bought one beetle bug romper for Amelia (wanted to take pic but already too late, cos i washed it and it is now hanging to dry, lol...).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Afrer meeting Joyee, we went Shokudo Pasta for lunch (Nice Omu rice there! Took pic but forgot to upload..and lazy too) and had our chit chat session during lunch. Next, we shop!! Mummy actually bought a pair of shoes and some hairbands while Joyee bought bags, hairbands and jeans. Once again, i took pics (MUST take!) and added into my "Amelia Ong" photo collection ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;3rd October 2009&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table style="width: 540px; height: 262px;" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3530/3979680579_666db15dc4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 199px; height: 259px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3530/3979680579_666db15dc4.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Who's pushing me???&lt;br /&gt;Steady or not one? -_-"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table style="width: 540px; height: 262px;" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Amelia munching on her&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;teether again...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Do i look pretty in my&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hooded jacket?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3426/3979683243_628a0d2824.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 260px; height: 193px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3426/3979683243_628a0d2824.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2502/3979688209_3e801ab16e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 260px; height: 193px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2502/3979688209_3e801ab16e.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table style="width: 540px; height: 277px;" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Aunty Joyee posing,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;with my stroller &amp;amp; me in it..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Mummy &amp;amp; me, poor&lt;br /&gt;Mummy gotta slant herself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3501/3980443030_e5b3fd7507.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 189px; height: 268px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3501/3980443030_e5b3fd7507.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2575/3979684447_83d1f9acdf.jpgg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 203px; height: 269px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2575/3979684447_83d1f9acdf.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table style="width: 540px; height: 262px;" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I LOVE this family photo&lt;br /&gt;Thanks Joyee for taking it!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Aunty Joyee &amp;amp; Amelia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Just look at their smiles...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3421/3980449822_ceee47417e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 260px; height: 193px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3421/3980449822_ceee47417e.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2509/3980451478_ebc4fb02c6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 260px; height: 193px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2509/3980451478_ebc4fb02c6.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table style="width: 540px; height: 262px;" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Don't forget&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Daddy &amp;amp; Amelia!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Mummy &amp;amp; Amelia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Self-taken one ok, dun play play&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2526/3980450702_3da0923269.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 260px; height: 193px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2526/3980450702_3da0923269.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2565/3979696735_096614ea3b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 260px; height: 193px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2565/3979696735_096614ea3b.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;Ok, there are many more photos but that's just too many to be blogged so the rest maybe put up FB, hehe...I really like Amelia with this pink jacket, she looks just too sweet and adorable in it :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh oh...and the family photo, it's EPIC. Period.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22766422-2039262773224534258?l=mycandi.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/Candicandi/~4/4sRl4FW6WRI" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Candicandi/~3/4sRl4FW6WRI/lunch-outing-on-saturday.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (CaNdi)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://mycandi.blogspot.com/2009/10/lunch-outing-on-saturday.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22766422.post-4064442414235952117</guid><pubDate>Thu, 01 Oct 2009 15:51:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-10-02T00:21:56.390+08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">amelia</category><title>Sweet Tummy Time~</title><description>My darling has really grown..at least i feel it that way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyday when i look at her, or notice how she behaved, she just look so amazing to me. Like last Sunday morning, i put her on her tummy since i thought i've not been doing that for like ages. Since i've said that i did not put her on her tummy for a long time, i presumed she may not be able to lift her head firmly yet. Who knows! She held it well and still can pose for me! Looking at her just makes my stressful mind goes on relax mode. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;27th September 2009, Morning...&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table style="width: 540px; height: 262px;" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Amelia decided to let me snap&lt;br /&gt;her lazy pose...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;See Mummy! I can make&lt;br /&gt;funny faces too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2488/3958298449_d213118f51.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 260px; height: 193px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2488/3958298449_d213118f51.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3446/3959075572_faa7c652ab.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 260px; height: 193px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3446/3959075572_faa7c652ab.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table style="width: 540px; height: 262px;" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;As usual...Amelia just like&lt;br /&gt;to show off her tongue&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ok Mummy, let me show you&lt;br /&gt;a real sweet pose!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2645/3959073456_2b2ed6eb4f.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 273px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2645/3959073456_2b2ed6eb4f.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2535/3958302189_7a5eee8b87.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 273px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2535/3958302189_7a5eee8b87.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever since i showed these pics to my colleagues, friends or anyone who knows my hubby, i've been hearing everyone telling me that Amelia looks just like a replica of his dad. Oh geez, dun tell me that nothing on her looks like me at all? :X&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22766422-4064442414235952117?l=mycandi.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/Candicandi/~4/noc-omsDin4" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Candicandi/~3/noc-omsDin4/sweet-tummy-time.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (CaNdi)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://mycandi.blogspot.com/2009/10/sweet-tummy-time.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22766422.post-7650750149381489046</guid><pubDate>Tue, 29 Sep 2009 13:50:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-09-30T00:00:27.545+08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">milestone</category><title>Saturday Fun</title><description>I wonder if it's just me to feel like time is really passing by damn fast...as days passed, i keep looking back at my girl's photos and suddenly realized she has grown so much already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During the last weekend, other than the Sunday outing i posted on my previous entry, i also took some photos of Amelia while we were at home on Saturday. But cos i was anxious to post about the outing so i didn't really blogged Saturday stuff first. Oh well, i guess it doesn't really matter right? So long i am posting about me or my baby girl's development, the sequence doesn't really matter :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Photos speak louder than words, thus, i shall leave them to the photos!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;26th September 2009, Saturday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;--------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table style="width: 540px; height: 262px;" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Amelia can support herself a lil bit with her both hands&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(Although i need to hold her a bit in case she falls in front)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2514/3959066950_4414f034eb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 260px; height: 193px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2514/3959066950_4414f034eb.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Amelia can touch her own feet! That's so UNGLAM, darling!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2461/3958290809_d0e1cf54fc.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 260px; height: 193px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2461/3958290809_d0e1cf54fc.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;--------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width: 540px; height: 262px;" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2506/3958294871_1349211366.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 260px; height: 193px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2506/3958294871_1349211366.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Amelia looking at her Elmo Clothbook attentively...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2628/3958296155_37581fc3ab.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 260px; height: 193px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2628/3958296155_37581fc3ab.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Amelia trying to flip the pages of her Elmo Clothbook...with a lil help..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2463/3959069878_f949896a13.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 260px; height: 193px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2463/3959069878_f949896a13.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Amelia, showing her Elmo Clothbook to me with a blur look...wondering what to do..lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Mummy, read to me!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;--------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the clothbook, i actually read to her while she was looking at the colourful pictures, and what's funny was that she talked back! Ok...not really talked back, but mumble gibberish language (baby talk).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In fact, i want to post and blog about her lying on her stomach and posing wonderfully for her dear Mummy but just posting the photos above already made the post freaking long....so i think i better separate the post and blog about her tummy time fun another day else it's hard to read..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh geez, there's so much to blog about her development but not enough time! And as i said, due to the anxious Mummy wanted to blog about certain things first, the dates are not in order! Okok....i think it's just me who is being bothered by this.....&gt;.&lt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22766422-7650750149381489046?l=mycandi.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/Candicandi/~4/Hl_SU616rnk" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Candicandi/~3/Hl_SU616rnk/saturday-funs.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (CaNdi)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://mycandi.blogspot.com/2009/09/saturday-funs.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22766422.post-1788609118174173501</guid><pubDate>Sun, 27 Sep 2009 14:49:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-09-29T23:54:17.183+08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">outing</category><title>Another Day Out with Amelia</title><description>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Today, the whole family went out (Papa, Mummy and Amelia) because Mummy need to get a "Jie Mei" dress for one of our friend's gatecrushing. Our dear friend also very cute lor...wish to have a dress code during the morning time but just cos her husband-to-be said it looks funny and may pose to be weird for us, the "jie meis", he told her not to have dress code....and she follow suit. Anyway, Michelle also will be one of the "Jie Meis" so we decided to meet up and shop for the dress, even though she said no need already. YES, it's gonna be a surprise for her! Hope she will be very delighted and happy when we show up with her desired dress code on her big day :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Papa and Mummy decided to go Uncle Neo's house and pick Uncle Neo and Michelle up to go to Orchard together thus we ended reaching Orchard at 2.30pm, and it's freaking humid + warm! OMG...What's more interesting is..we thought getting baby blue dresses will be damn hard to find, in the end, we managed to buy the same design on the 2nd shop we entered. So..since we had so much time left till dinner with the bride-to-be, IT'S SHOPPING TIME!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being the cam-whore i am, i began to start leaving traces of us while shopping, lol.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;Amelia in the carseat (grouchy)&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 234px; height: 310px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3481/3959079032_779ce9971e.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Michelle "jiejie" cute pose&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 237px; height: 325px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2558/3959081944_ec97a3238b.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;Left: Mummy self-pose again in Adidas shop...&lt;br /&gt;Right: Mummy and Michelle "jiejie", cheers!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="height: 172px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2490/3958307007_9eb837d680.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img style="height: 172px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2591/3959083528_b5aee66c51.jpg" width="232" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;Uncle Neo and Michelle "jiejie" ~ Uncle Neo cannot decide if he should buy shoe... (Men..)&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 292px; height: 207px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3491/3959084488_def14c6248.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;We also went New Urban Male to buy flip-flops but there were too many people and too narrow spaces so i couldn't manage to take any pic there at all...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, it's DINNER TIME, and everyone's stomachs were grumbling, especially Michelle "jiejie" cos her stomach was grumbling during the ride to our dinner venue, lol...Nothing much to say about our dinner since it's Minori ^^ Well, once again, i couldn't just stop snapping even though we were having dinner!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;(Left) Daddy and Amelia ~ Don't they look like replica of each other??&lt;br /&gt;(Right) *Smack table* ~ Where's my FOOD, Mummy!?&lt;/u&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="width: 235px; height: 302px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3503/3959085196_5e3c5d698d.jpg" width="193" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img style="width: 232px; height: 302px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3460/3959085930_93afa9b471.jpg" width="232" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;(Left) Amelia and Michelle "Jiejie"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;(Right) Mummy and Amelia (her naughty tongue is at work again..)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="width: 235px; height: 302px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2578/3959086870_fd67b4700e.jpg" width="193" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img style="width: 228px; height: 302px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3494/3958313537_6c581ea7ea.jpg" width="232" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;(Left) Amelia and the bride-to-be, Jocelyn&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;(Right) Amelia and Michelle "Jiejie" again@@ Dinner aftermath, level 1&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="width: 235px; height: 181px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2579/3959090294_f58fc0253c.jpg" width="193" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img style="width: 232px; height: 181px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2616/3958316633_55be794654.jpg" width="232" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;(Left) Uncle Neo and Amelia ~ took quite a bit of time to get the shot..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;(Right) Uncle Neo and Amelia again ~ Change position!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="width: 235px; height: 181px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2643/3958318845_1284a0179e.jpg" width="193" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img style="width: 232px; height: 181px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2611/3959092442_6e87db167a.jpg" width="232" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Phew...quite a fair bit of photos right? Took quite some time to get them uploaded and now my eyes are closing! Time to head for bed, shall blog more about Amelia soon!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22766422-1788609118174173501?l=mycandi.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/Candicandi/~4/K4Aev2xCxww" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Candicandi/~3/K4Aev2xCxww/another-day-out-with-amelia.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (CaNdi)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://mycandi.blogspot.com/2009/09/another-day-out-with-amelia.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22766422.post-5836832537152431954</guid><pubDate>Fri, 25 Sep 2009 16:17:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-09-29T23:53:53.115+08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">milestone</category><title>Another Milestone~</title><description>Phew...after making the whole blog looks different, it really feels more pleasant and make me cultivate a better mood in blogging, LOL...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;12th September 2009&lt;/span&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;This date marked the day my little darling, Amelia, showed her first sign of flipping. Till now, she still flip..making use of her feet and buttock to shift herself and turn herself halfway (but not turn until she is on her stomach).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GuopYy7yilo/Srz1t-xi9MI/AAAAAAAAAfU/XPvDK1T0oAY/s1600-h/IMG_6528.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GuopYy7yilo/Srz1t-xi9MI/AAAAAAAAAfU/XPvDK1T0oAY/s320/IMG_6528.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385449424721999042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;She also can sit already but need to be supported. She has the tendency to lean forward though, which makes me worry if that will harm her back. In any case, she is able to put both of her hands on hard ground, allowing her to sit without toppling left or right for a good while. Hope i will be able to capture more nice, sweet and adorable pics this weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Yawnzzz*....I am really tired and sleepy, the excitement of re-designing this blog caused me to sleep at 2am. Along with Amelia's calling for milk feeds and etc, that made me having less than 5hrs of sleep...Alright off to bed now, BRAIN FREEZE NOW~!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22766422-5836832537152431954?l=mycandi.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/Candicandi/~4/bazZu6xhZGI" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Candicandi/~3/bazZu6xhZGI/another-milestone.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (CaNdi)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GuopYy7yilo/Srz1t-xi9MI/AAAAAAAAAfU/XPvDK1T0oAY/s72-c/IMG_6528.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://mycandi.blogspot.com/2009/09/another-milestone.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22766422.post-6606876085168914272</guid><pubDate>Fri, 25 Sep 2009 10:01:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-09-25T18:04:32.429+08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">me</category><title>Blog Makeover!</title><description>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Woot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally got my blog a makeover (the old design kinda boring to me now) and yes, it looks more like a baby blog now..That's OF COURSE! I have a baby, naturally i will blog more about her! ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Major makeover is already done, so consider 80% completed. Next i may change a bit on the sidebar to see if it will be nicer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you readers like this new design (I myself like it a lot!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22766422-6606876085168914272?l=mycandi.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/Candicandi/~4/4ET8rUwWwL4" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Candicandi/~3/4ET8rUwWwL4/blog-makeover.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (CaNdi)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://mycandi.blogspot.com/2009/09/blog-makeover.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22766422.post-5808394313509301985</guid><pubDate>Tue, 22 Sep 2009 14:58:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-09-22T23:45:18.224+08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">amelia</category><title>Yes, Cereal again! This time, with Daddy!</title><description>Finally gotten a chance for daddy to feed Amelia with cereal!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As i've said, I want to snap Amelia while she's having cereal and this time, I've finally got it! Muhahaha...and some of them are real funny...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Yummy Yummy Cereal!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2636/3944893720_9face65514.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 345px; height: 258px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2636/3944893720_9face65514.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's up Mummy?&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3053/3944894494_5bc772df28.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 353px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3053/3944894494_5bc772df28.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Look, Daddy's feeding Amelia, weeeEEee!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2523/3945015814_6ca37d9a6f.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 376px; height: 279px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2523/3945015814_6ca37d9a6f.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Have more of Amelia's pic but i think i leave it to some other time in case i too busy with work again and no time to take for her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Happy 5 months old, my precious darling Amelia!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22766422-5808394313509301985?l=mycandi.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/Candicandi/~4/yxXfKrNkhbA" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Candicandi/~3/yxXfKrNkhbA/yes-cereal-again-this-time-with-daddy.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (CaNdi)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://mycandi.blogspot.com/2009/09/yes-cereal-again-this-time-with-daddy.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22766422.post-8093699292533304833</guid><pubDate>Wed, 09 Sep 2009 13:25:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-09-29T23:53:13.245+08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">milestone</category><title>Amelia FIRST cereal!!!</title><description>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;OMG...I finally have a 'little' spare time to blog!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever since i returned to work and took a new product, the translation totally cut off my personal time as i need to rush for the launch...so even at home, after Amelia slept, i also need to work, that's why no time to blog! But today, i told myself i gotta blog no matter what!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, yes, yes~~!!! My precious darling Amelia has finally taken her first bite on solid food, rice cereal! I was so glad that she took it happily and didn't really reject the cereal, phew....So now, my MIL will feed her cereal once everyday, and me during the weekends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since i was feeding her alone, i didn't have enough hands to take pic while she ate, so i took this instead (Daddy still sleeping then~)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_GuopYy7yilo/SqeuKrTvQ7I/AAAAAAAAAec/eEBaWrIfHWQ/s800/IMG_6422.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 356px; height: 269px;" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_GuopYy7yilo/SqeuKrTvQ7I/AAAAAAAAAec/eEBaWrIfHWQ/s800/IMG_6422.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;See those leftover cereal? Hehehe.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think maybe this weekend can try to ask Daddy to take a shot when Amelia will be eating her cereal :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22766422-8093699292533304833?l=mycandi.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/Candicandi/~4/Gnil13NC-6I" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Candicandi/~3/Gnil13NC-6I/amelia-first-cereal.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (CaNdi)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_GuopYy7yilo/SqeuKrTvQ7I/AAAAAAAAAec/eEBaWrIfHWQ/s72-c/IMG_6422.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://mycandi.blogspot.com/2009/09/amelia-first-cereal.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22766422.post-29630353494536857</guid><pubDate>Mon, 24 Aug 2009 14:00:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-08-24T22:36:01.138+08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">amelia</category><title>Love and Hate of the new Buys...</title><description>Woosh! It's been some time since my last update on my blog...gosh, that's really bad..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, as i've mentioned, the routine of going back to work made me so busy, i basically dun really have time for blogging, worse still....not a lot of time for me to take my precious Amelia photos!!! But! There's still a little little time for some ya? hehehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've just returned from KL last friday and my MIL brought Amelia back to my house on Saturday. My my...this darling of mine is a big-eater! My storage of over 40 packets of EBM was all finished up! Now i've gotta store all over again, worrying if she will drink enough or not :( Anyway, when she was brought back, she kinda froze while looking at me, thinking who i am (i supposed). But after a while, she was fine again and behave just like before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pondering what i named my blog header that way? That's cos i bought 2 things before i left for KL. One is a Bumbo seat, and the other is a new baby automated swing bouncer. Wanna guess which one she prefers more or made herself stayed more in it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tada, presenting to you~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GuopYy7yilo/SpKhjOHMQHI/AAAAAAAAAeM/542cGg0ToXU/s1600-h/IMG_6406.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GuopYy7yilo/SpKhjOHMQHI/AAAAAAAAAeM/542cGg0ToXU/s320/IMG_6406.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373534931862175858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;She just love this bumbo seat! Actually, she does fuss after sitting in it for a while, but at least she lasts longer than the automated swing bouncer!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And her most hated new buy? Just look below (although i took her when she smiled).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GuopYy7yilo/SpKhjrWgAvI/AAAAAAAAAeU/5WBeHlFsbgc/s1600-h/IMG_6408.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GuopYy7yilo/SpKhjrWgAvI/AAAAAAAAAeU/5WBeHlFsbgc/s320/IMG_6408.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373534939711013618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well...to be honest, she only stayed in that bouncer for less than 1 day, then she went over to her grandma's place for 5 days already...perhaps that's why she doesn't have a bond with that bouncer? Hmm....this is so erm.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22766422-29630353494536857?l=mycandi.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/Candicandi/~4/H5h89meRY2k" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Candicandi/~3/H5h89meRY2k/love-and-hate-of-new-buys.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (CaNdi)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GuopYy7yilo/SpKhjOHMQHI/AAAAAAAAAeM/542cGg0ToXU/s72-c/IMG_6406.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://mycandi.blogspot.com/2009/08/love-and-hate-of-new-buys.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22766422.post-2129694426488333712</guid><pubDate>Tue, 11 Aug 2009 13:33:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-08-11T21:49:38.200+08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">me</category><title>Back at Work!!!</title><description>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Woah! After being at home for 4 months, i am finally back to work!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, well, well.....the feeling is really different man. Although i miss my baby Amelia terribly, i am glad to be back to work as it somehow took my mind off and time passed really fast. I also beginning to regain my past workaholic feel again too! ROFL...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was my first day back to work, and the moment i stepped into the office, all eyeballs were on me wherever i go. Did i have a scar on my face or something? Nah.....it's not that. It's because everyone who saw me today all said that i lost a lot of weight and for a split second, they gotta recall who i am before they realised who i am, LOL! I like it though, cos EVERYONE simply said "WOW, you slimmed down man! So slim now, almost couldn't recognise you!" Which woman wouldn't like to hear this kind of compliments right?? What's more, many of my colleagues actually said that i look more radiant and younger than i was previously, before pregnant period. Hahaha...with this, i was kinda happy and proud sia :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Along with the compliments and eyeballs rolling, i also received tons of handovers since i am taking a new product with the returning to my post. Speaking of which, the 1st travelling of the year (work trip) begins. Next week, i gotta travel to Malaysia for work purposes for a couple of days. Honestly speaking...i am glad that i can travel, even if it's for work purpose but at the same time, i have a worry. In the past, i do not have to bother with anything else should i need to travel, but this time, i gotta worry about milk supply to my baby Amelia during the days i will not be around....Which means, i got to ensure that she has enough milk supply before i leave for my work trip or else, she may really need to take formula milk during my absence, which i really dun wish it to happen...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another worry is......as you know, i am forever skeptical that my baby won't be close to me one, so in this case, i am worrying if my baby will still recognise me or be as close to me as before after i come back from my work trip...Okok....maybe i think too much again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywayzzz, i am really glad to be back working and i really hope i can manage well with looking after my baby as well as working as a career woman...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22766422-2129694426488333712?l=mycandi.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/Candicandi/~4/9jnI5AlZL0Q" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Candicandi/~3/9jnI5AlZL0Q/back-at-work.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (CaNdi)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://mycandi.blogspot.com/2009/08/back-at-work.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22766422.post-8408253121696214821</guid><pubDate>Wed, 29 Jul 2009 10:36:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-09-30T00:04:09.639+08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">me</category><title>To Think it Turned Out this way....</title><description>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Phew! Finally i got time to blog!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know....my precious darling was being taken to my MIL's place to be looked after by my MIL since Monday. Although i haven't return to work but Amelia definitely needs to adjust to the new environment before that in case anything happens. Who knows, things really happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Monday, i brought her there at noon time. Even though i really can't bear to, i still make my way there despite it's raining heavily. The moment we got there, Amelia seemed to sense that she was going to stay there and immediately make noise a.k.a CRY! Since my MIL will be looking after her, i decided to let her coax her down, and at the same time observed if she can handle her. Poor darling, she kept crying and crying no matter how my MIL coax her, so in the end, i carried her. I think she really recognize people cos when i carried her, she calmed down....this carried on till like late afternoon then i decided to head home, thinking that if i were to keep staying there, my MIL will be dependent on me. Why? Cos when i changed diapers for Amelia, she went back to her sewing machine! Hence, i left. I really left....I felt so empty upon reaching home and kept thinking about her.....Poor thing ya?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, this is the drama happened on Monday. As for Tuesday day time, nothing really happened. I feel somewhat relaxed already and kinda gotten used to not seeing Amelia for a day. My mum and my brother, along with his wife also went over to see Amelia. What's surprising was that my hubby took an urgent leave also cos he missed our baby!  When we reached there and saw my MIL, i immediately know that in time to come, she will not be able to tahan....cos her eyes looked sleepy. After asking her, then we realised that she didn't sleep at all after 3am cos Amelia just couldn't get back to sleep....From the way she talked, i knew that she is on the half give up status already. The actual drama occured during the night.....After we got home from shopping, our house phone rang. It was my FIL calling and told my hubby that Amelia kept crying non-stop until they cannot tahan and wanted to drive her back. After a while, my FIL said that Amelia took her feed and calmed down already, so no need to come back....Dramatic right??? Judging from that, I know they have trouble handling, so i gave my hubby a suggestion...which is to bring Amelia home daily, although it's VERY tough on me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After listening to the suggestion, my hubby decided to call my MIL and told her about it. At first, i thought she would say no need, she can handle Amelia, who knows she gave an even better suggestion, which is i drive the car back and forth! Well, in any case, she decided to try for another night, so we let her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today......when i went over, we chat about this issue. From her reply, i can sensed that she wanted to take up the suggestion but paiseh, cos it will be very tough on me. She admitted that she was greedy, she wanted to be able to sleep, look after baby and at the same time, seam her clothes (she had been a part-time seamtress for 20+ years)....Looks like she cannot put down at all....So i told her....if that's really what you want, then so be it. You really gotta see her reaction, she was so relieved and at ease after this decision was confirmed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well well well....i know this is a long post, but i really feel like spitting out else i will feel uncomfortable. Anyway, this arrangement seems to be fine as i also want to be with my darling always. I know it's very tough on me and i probably will have no personal time at all, but for the sake of my baby, i gotta do it. After being there for 3 days, my little Amelia seemed to be less cheerful and active like before, and always looked tired. I see liao also heartache lor!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22766422-8408253121696214821?l=mycandi.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/Candicandi/~4/ZeGo_AEnbKA" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Candicandi/~3/ZeGo_AEnbKA/to-think-it-turned-out-this-way.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (CaNdi)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://mycandi.blogspot.com/2009/07/to-think-it-turned-out-this-way.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22766422.post-7998446390106044294</guid><pubDate>Fri, 24 Jul 2009 12:53:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-07-24T21:03:00.422+08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">me</category><title>Counting Down...2 more days</title><description>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;OMG...time really flies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 more days and it will be Monday, the day when i've got to bring my precious little Amelia to my MIL's place. Afterwhich, i will not be able to coax her to sleep every night anymore as she will be staying there during weekdays.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It hurts me to think of that although i know it's unavoidable. I MUST leave her with my MIL no matter how heart-breaking I will feel but it's just really saddening. Sorry to those who are reading my blog but these few days, my posts may probably filled with naggings and naggings....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyday, every minute, whenever i look into my baby's face, i will remember that i gotta go back to work soon and won't be able to see her that much any longer. What's more, i keep thinking if my MIL can handle her, whether she can keep the house clean enough to prevent her sensitive nose from acting, whether she will accidentally hurt my little precious or not...I know i am probably thinking far too much, but i guess most mothers like me will react or think this way. Perhaps, the most worrying part that i am concerning about is after she goes over to my MIL's place, will she forget me? Will she still remember her mummy? Will she not be close to me anymore? As i've mentioned, babies are forgetful.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am really feeling terrible, and neither can i spill my feelings out to my hubby since he seems to be glad that she is going over during weekdays. I can only spill my feelings out here but seriously, i dun think it's gonna help much. I am really wondering how terrible i will even feel AFTER she's there....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22766422-7998446390106044294?l=mycandi.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/Candicandi/~4/6SeJO7CgtUw" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Candicandi/~3/6SeJO7CgtUw/counting-down2-more-days.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (CaNdi)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://mycandi.blogspot.com/2009/07/counting-down2-more-days.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22766422.post-4830935904318448281</guid><pubDate>Fri, 17 Jul 2009 14:00:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-09-30T00:04:44.684+08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">me</category><title>Unbearable Feeling</title><description>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Days and months have passed in a blink of an eye......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My days of maternity leave is finally reaching its end and the time of me returning to my work is reaching near. In fact, i am really happy that i am going back to work as i am really not the type of person who can stay at home 24/7. The only reason i can do that will be my precious darling Amelia. Even so, i also cannot stay truly 24/7 and sometimes gotta bring her out to pass time....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, the truth is....I can't bear to leave Amelia!!!! Knowing that she will be going over to my MIL's place in a week's time gives me the unbearable feeling! The feeling is just like a piece of flesh being cut from my body....I know i had to let go, i really do...but the feeling just can't go away like i want it to. A lot told me 'Since you can't bear to let her go, then you take care lar'. You think i dun want!? The fact is, if i dun work, my hubby will not be able to support us all by himself. There's still loan and payments to repay, including me and Amelia's living expenses to consider. So you see, even if i really want to take care of Amelia, i really can't do so &gt;.&lt;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22766422-4830935904318448281?l=mycandi.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/Candicandi/~4/qy6Hkkkhbjo" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Candicandi/~3/qy6Hkkkhbjo/unbearable-feeling.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (CaNdi)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://mycandi.blogspot.com/2009/07/unbearable-feeling.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22766422.post-4846456511188187237</guid><pubDate>Wed, 15 Jul 2009 06:42:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-09-30T00:05:21.267+08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">me</category><title>Money no Enough!!!</title><description>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Today i brought my little darling to the PD for another vaccination jab. It was soooo embarrassing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As i've already paid for a vaccination package last month, i thought this month i just go for the jab and pay for the consultation charges will do. Who knows this time, the vaccination is of another type and need to take up another package, which means i have to pay again. The best part is, usually it's recommended to pay by CDA since government will pay half for us but i forgot to top up that account and the PIN! In the end, i paid 300 using my normal account first and when i visited them next month then pay the balance. Geez...this 300 is not from CDA means no government subsidise! Argghhhh.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last vaccination already took me 700+, this time, this vaccination took me anothere 700+! Little do we know that babies need to take jabs and their jabs not cheap right??? Haizz.....My money is flowing out like water and now 'Money no Enough' !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.iconarchive.com/icons/beauticons/the-robbery/Money-128x128.png"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22766422-4846456511188187237?l=mycandi.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/Candicandi/~4/3_lJMPDGkiU" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Candicandi/~3/3_lJMPDGkiU/money-no-enough.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (CaNdi)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://mycandi.blogspot.com/2009/07/money-no-enough.html</feedburner:origLink></item></channel></rss>
