My Pride & Joy

MIA - not. I went to give birth. ^_^My country gives money for people that pops babies. So why not take the money if I can? 4K is not a small amount.....

And as a mum now, I finally understand why people say that kids are every parent's pride and joy. Whenever the world disappoints me, I will take a look at Jay and he will make me feel happy. It's a comfort to know that no matter how fucked up the world is, there is still a little thing that is so innocent. And of course, I feel damn proud whenever I look at his chubby face (and legs....and arms). *grins*

So, here goes......Presenting my little bundle of joy who made his grand entrance to this world on 29 October 2010 : Jay Ang

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Freshly pulled out from inside of me...see the hair is still messy?

With Great-Grandma

With Grandma - who dotes on him to death...

Caught with his cheeky smile at three weeks old!

I dance Para Para dance for you!

Oooohhhh.....

People say we have the same eyes but I am quite sure I don't glare at people like him!

Neh neh pok!

Actually, the neh neh is not the focus but his new hairstyle.

First Christmas at Pan Pacific Hotel

Speechless about this....Jay Jay wants to sleep but I want to bathe him so he did this - sleep while I bathe him. -.-ll

Kick, baby, kick!

I never knew how amazing being pregnant was till I felt my belly moved big time.

It was almost twenty weeks into the pregnancy before I felt the baby kick. But the kick was so strong that Ray can feel tremors when he puts his hand on my belly. What followed after that was magical and at times, amusing. 

Ray probably felt more excited than me from the first time he saw the foetus on the screen at the doctor's clinic. It was well, a foetus to me but he found it very amazing that it was his baby he is looking at. When we heard the baby's heartbeat for the first time and was told the internal bleeding has cleared and the baby is safe, Ray grinned like an idiot. 

Last month, we went for the 20th week check up and for those who are parents, you will know how detailed this is. The doctor took a screen shot of the face and the other body parts and for the first time, we all saw something very prominent down there - which tells us the baby is a boy. Nothing could described the look on Ray's face. I was a little disappointed cos I was hoping for a girl. But I guess, as long as the baby is healthy, it's okay regardless of the sex it is.

These few weeks, we could feel the kicking getting stronger and stronger and of course, more and more movements throughout the day. You think you watching the World Cup is fun? I am having more fun cos I can feel someone doing soccer movements in me. Ray's favorite sentence for now is "Kick, baby, kick!" because he thinks these kicks are funny. Nice husband huh?

We still have about four months to go before I am due and while sometimes I don't really feel good because of all the hormones, I thank God every now and then because save for a few puking, room spinning episodes and short tempers, I think I have it real easy. And with a husband like Ray, I guess I am luckier than a lot of my girlfriends. Not taking a dig at anyone but I know know why so many of my girlfriends were pissed at not getting enough support from their husbands.

I guess like most first-time parents, we are going to keep ourselves amused by the little one's antics till he is due to arrive in November. As for now, we'll keep our eyes on that belly as we wait for the time to arrive when we can see the belly moves because his movements are huge!