Spider-baby

He's either been influenced by the recent Olympics or by Spiderman. I want to point out that there was no 'incentive' at the top/ back of the sofa that we used to lure him. He was just being himself and being.. ummm.. being naughty. 


Got a keep an eye on this bun..  he is ALWAYS on the move!!

Naughty Bun

Little bun was caught red-handed while trying to 'scale' the back of our couch. (Unfortunately, his daddy was busy taking pics instead of trying to correct him and/or hold on to him??!!!). Little bun can barely stand firm without any support but he already wants to take start climbing. 

This is just the beginning.. I fear that this is only a taste of what's to come. 

A Sleeping Bun is a Good & Quiet Bun

Came across this article in the newspaper on the pros of using a baby carrier instead of a stroller. 

In a way, I am glad that we have been using our Baby Bjorn baby carrier to carry little bun all these while. I think it is the single BEST item that Mark and I have invested in... the rather expensive stroller which we got for little bun is like a white elephant now. The baby carrier is much better for the following reasons: 

1) With the baby carrier, I can hold onto little bun and keep an eye on what he is doing.. (I also have this irrational worry that someone will run away with my stroller with little bun inside if I turn my back away for a second!! LOL!!)

2) Using a stroller can be very cumbersome. Just try going up/down an escalator or manoeuvring your way in a crowded mall/ restaurant without rolling over anyone's toes.

3) We won't get dirty stares when we take a lift 

Glad to know that in addition to the above, there's another advantage of using a baby carrier.. apparently it helps to build the bond with the baby and this makes them more secure/confident later in life. Don't know how true this is but oh well... no harm since we are already doing it.

The only downside is this poor momma has achy shoulders as little bun gradually becomes a 'not-so-little' little bun. 

Photos taken during Mark's birthday dinner celebration. FINALLY we have a reason to celebrate. Although we had to take turns with our meal (cos one of us will have to hold on to little bun while the other eats), we wouldn't want it any other way. 

I can't put into words just how much I love my boys (especially the little one).

Little Yellow Car (and Family)

It all started with one single little yellow car... Then I went out to buy the van, truck and fire engine for little bun since he seem to really like the singing yellow car a lot. I thought that was the end to little bun's 'collection' of singing automobiles... I was so wrong! Mark came home with the garage that is part of this collection of automobiles which also comes together with a tow truck. On top of that, he separately bought the ambulance, police car and yet another fire engine (the original one which I bought was left at Grandma's Daycare).

This little family of automobiles and their home (aka the garage) is now sitting happily amongst the fast growing pile of toys on little bun's play mat.

I cannot get enough of his cheeky face.. He brings an incredible amount of joy and laughter into my life with all the little things he does. Mark commented that judging from little bun's looks, we'd be in for trouble cos he is likely to grow up to be a mischevious imp. I think we are already witnessing little telltale signs every now and then.. like how he will slyly reach forward to tug Hershey's tail when her back is to him.

My Birthday Boys

This is one very, very special day... Today my soul mate; my better half; my darling hubby turns 33 years and my precious little bun turns 9 months!! 


Thank you both, for being in my life and for making my everyday so wonderful. 


Thank you, darling, for giving me our Angels and Kyran; for standing by me through good and bad times; for indulging in me and most importantly for being my pillar of strength. I am here today because of you... and I am stronger today because of you. (So can I quit my job and stay at home please??)


Thank you, my little son, for bringing back the joy into my life; for making me laugh and for making my everyday so perfect simply because you are in it. 

Looking at little bun rummaging through his ever-growing toy basket (this is one of his TWO toy baskets in the house, and it is excluding the toys that are too big to fit into the basket.. PLUS he has double this amount of toys over at Grandma's Daycare. This is one spoiled kiddo!!). The sight of him kneeling by his toy basket made me realize that he is no longer a baby!! He looked so grown-up from afar... **wistful sigh** Where has my little baby?

Good that little bun is showing interest in his book... NOT good when the book is upside-down.

Life's a Beach

We had dinner at East Coast and after that we decided to go for an impromptu stroll along the beach. It was cut short prematurely cos 1) we had eaten way too much for our own good and our buldging stomachs were too heavy to lug around  2) there were too many people cycling.. this is not a 'problem' per se... the real problem is that the cyclists of all ages are going in all directions and making it a hazard for pedestrians (like moi) to take a leisurely stroll  3) there were too many people blading with their in-line skates. It was frustrating trying to enjoy the scenery and having to lookout for cyclists/ skaters to avoid a collision.

**start of whine** I really miss the white sandy beaches in Australia.. especially St Kilda beach with its weekend markets, beachside restaurants and fine white sand.. How come sand on our beaches here is so coarse?!! It's rather sad that the view from our beach consists of big tankers with cargo containers stacked high. So much for trying to gaze into the non-existent horizon. Singapore beaches are also horribly overcrowded (just like it's shopping malls, public transport,etc). It's hard to find a quiet spot spend some quality time with my boys (boys = Mark and little bun) because there are people everywhere!!!   **end of whine**

Little bun sitting between my Lucas teddy and Chloe teddy.. Wouldn't this be a perfect photo if the 2 teddies are replaced by the real-life Lucas and Chloe? **insert wistful sigh**

Safely confined in his little padded 'cage'.

Aftermath

48 hours after THE FALL and little bun's injury is manifesting into this red blotch on his nose. Thankfully it's nothing too serious, just a little scrape/ bruise but I still feel so guilty for not taking good care of him. Strangely enough, it seems like he didn't hit his head/ forehead, which is a good sign. Mummy's poor little bun...

Bruised Bun

My poor little bun launched himself off our bed yesterday. Mark and I take the full blame and responsibility for it cos we have been careless and complacent.. we really should have been more careful since little bun had started crawling with gusto. My fearless little warrior had only learnt to pull himself to a standing position a week ago but he's already been trying to let go of his support already.. How can I teach him to take it slow and easy?

Mark and I REALLY have to keep BOTH eyes on him from now on.

Fortunately his 'battle scar' from the fall wasn't as bad as I'd feared. He seemed to have visible bruises on his nose (yes, nose.. I don't know why). I'd have thought he'd get a bump on his forehead but nope... forehead looks fine. Anyway, being the paraniod parents that we are, we took him to the hospital to have him checked by the professionals.. what's a bit of money for a peace of mind right?

Considering the height of our bed (we have a 16' mattress plus a equally high, if not higher, bed frame), we were extremely lucky that little bun's injuries are very mild and superficial. Definitely a lesson learnt.

These were taken while we were on our way to the hospital. (It still didn't look bad at that time.. this morning the redness has darkened and looks a lot worse but it's still a surface wound so I'm not complaining). It doesn't seem to be bothering him much, which is a good sign.. but oh.. my heart hurts everytime I see my little 'Rudolph'.

And this is the project that Mark and I embarked on once we got home... lay the floor with padding (only halfway through here).. 

Introducing the love of my life (sorry hubby) and the bane of my life (sorry son)!! He is the reason why I wake up with a smile every morning and why I go to bed totally exhausted and worn out, but extremely happy and content every single night. He's only been in my life for a mere 8.5 months, but looking back, I wonder how I lived my life before he made his grand entrancse (ok basically I was a pathetic mess then).. and looking forward, I wonder how my life is going to be now that he's here. There's SO much that I want to do with him and for him.

Love his oh-so-cheeky expression... My mischevious little impish bun!!

Oops...!!

Caught red-handed!

Guess whose chubby fingers was trying to reach for the piece of yummy roast pork!

Little Bun's 1st Tooth

Guess who has just sprouted his first tooth?!!

I just noticed the little-lest bit of white emerging from his bottom gums today... I felt it with my finger and it's definitely someone's first tooth (could be teeth.. I can't be sure cos I seem to have felt at least 3 'possibilities')!!

Poor little bun... no wonder he'd been rather grouchy lately and salivating a whole lot.

Never knew I can find so much joy from simply watching little bun play with his (rather expensive)fleet of vehicles. Each vehicle plays 2-3 songs and for the record, Mark and I can sing some of them quite well, especially the one from the 'Yellow Car'.

"I'm a car, a yellow car, toot-toot, beep-beep. A marvelous, speedy car!"