Out in the real world

Ayah showed me some of the programming stuffs on his notebook just now. It doesn't look interesting like the Sesame Street clips Ibu showed me last week. All I could see were lines, lines and more lines. *yawns* Nice try, Ayah. I perked up when Ayah showed me some moving objects on the screen. Now, that's interesting.

Ibu and Ayah are computer people. They even met each other through the computer. I don't know how it happened but some words in bits and bytes were transferred across the wires between their computers and magic happens after that. *giggles*

I've been working really hard at trying to move across the floor. I was on the carpet when I spied this brightly-coloured tissue box. I lay flat on the floor, stretched my hands out as far as I could, dug my toes into the ground, planted my hands down and pushed myself forwards, like a lil caterpillar. It was easier without my socks on. I spent a good 5 minutes pushing myself and I was pretty pleased with my efforts. Believe me...it was tiring. I beamed up at Ibu, who'd only place the tissue box further from me. bummer. :P

Ibu, Ayah and Tok Bishan came to visit me yester'nite. They even bought me a present...a seat cum rocker for lil people like me! Ayah fixed the rocker which was made up of many screws and long metal thingies. I was actually more fascinated with the installation of the seat rather than sitting in it. The installation was completed within minutes and I took test-run of the rocker. I started to make contact with this fat-looking cow, a tortoise and a lil piggy. I was soon bored because everytime I tried to lean forward to put them into my mouth, I was restrained by the strap. *shucks!*

But now I can relax in it while watching my favourite teevee shows...muahaha~

So far so good. I'm downing more milk than the stated ml on the enfalac tin. Anyway here's another one to put on my achievement report card...I've begun to lift my butt up for a few seconds only to lie flat on my tummy again. Maybe it's the milk which I have been consistently drinking much. But hey, it is still HARD WORK. Here I come, world!

For the umpteenth time, I'm changin milk again. It's Enfalac this time. I just refused to down anymore of Similac2...yucks! Why can't milk taste like pureed pears?

Just take a look at my milk brand history...

Similac > Friso > Nan-H1 > Mamex LF > Mamex Gold > Similac 2 > Enfalac

Of course, it's another gamble for Ibu and Ayah. They had spent so much to try out different formulas. Everyone is worried that I'm not drinking properly. I really hope that this will work out...the search for that perfect formula has got to stop!

On a happier note, I have a hair-trimming session by Nenek in the evening. Nenek cuts off the stray hair at the sides and the back. The result is a neater hairstyle with less itchy sides due to the stray hairs. :D

It was an impromptu outing. I woke up after my nap in the evening and saw Ibu and Ayah is in their outside-the-house clothes. They wanted to get some ingredients to cook for dinner. But they later changed their minds to go to Compasspoint since Nenek wanted to buy some of my stuffs at Kiddy Palace. The Kiddy Palace there is HUGE!...well, compared with Junction 8 and Century Square.

Aunty Zah was already waiting for us when we arrived. We strolled around Kiddy Palace while waiting for Nenek to choose some clothes for me. They even tried some silly hats for me. :P

I was already woozy from the crowds on the way to Banquet that I slept on my way there. It was way too crowded in Banquet for my stroller to pass through the cramped spaces that everyone decided to pack their dinner back instead. Well, that's good because I hate crowds.

I was on a milk diet of Mamex Gold since I turned 0.5yrs old 2 wks ago. I was drinking from Mamex LF formula then because Dr Pradeep thinks I'm lactose-intolerant and he recommended that I drank that not-so-nice formula. I had to tolerate it till Ibu bought the Mamex Gold. Not that much of a difference in taste either. Maybe because they're from the same company. :P

Everyone thought all was well but I began to feed lesser and lesser of that Mamex Gold milk formula. The record was less than 100ml...imagine that!! Ibu made a decision to let me try the free sample of Similac 2 and I'm going to try it right after I typed this entry. Wish me luck, guys!

Pati (can you spot her in the pic?) doesn't like me to call her PATI because many people don't know the meaning of the word. They think it's 'PATI Ikan Haruan', 'PATI Tupperware' or even a 'PATI PAP' when it only means grandmother in Tamil language. She wants me to call her something more generic so I shall call my Pati

N E N E K

from now onwards. Now, doesn't that sound boring?

We went to Tampines just now to get new speckies for Atok. Pati put on new shoes for me although I couldn't walk yet. It sure feels heavy on my feet and I don't quite like it. :P Anyway back to my story of breaking my Atok's speckies, I pulled it off his face 3x and it broke when Atok tried adjusting it the 3rd time. *oops!* fortunately he wasn't angry at all with me. phew~ we jalan2 a bit while waiting for Aunty Zah to meet us there. We visited ibu's wak who lives quite nearby but we weren't there long. I put on my jebik mode and cried when nekWak carried me. That panicked her and we were out of her house in less than 30mins time. I was my normal self again when I was out of the house. No, I wasn't being snobbish (Ibu calls it seteppp). I just can't get used to meeting new people yet.

I spent the yester'night rolling about on the mattress while watching 'Wallace and Gromit' with Ibu and Ayah in the living room. Since it was near my bedtime, they sent me to my bed (aka Pati's bed). Pati was checking out the dishes in the recipe book. She still don't know what to cook for next day. She even asked me for my opinions. I stared at her and just gave her a really wide smile and rolled about on her bed. Wait till I can eat a more varied meal like fish and broccoli porridge(i'm drooling more as I type this....yumyum!) She'll have more headache then! hehe.

I have this habit of lying down with one foot on top of the other. Just feels nice. :)

I've been out in the real world for 0.5years. I don't remember much how I look like 0.5years ago. But Ibu and Ayah tells me I'm still this cute lil baby and they're glad to have me. I don't even know what cute means. :P There is definitely a HUGE difference between the time I was born and now.

Sure, I do scream still. And poopoo while lying down. I still don't have any white lil squarish thingies in my mouth and I can't watch teevee all the time although Pati lets me watch Sesame Street once in a while. But I can roll now from one end to another in a flash. I can get closer to my toys if they are out of reach by lolling myself. And my paed has given me the green light to eat semi-solids. I'm on a diet of brown rice, rusks biskot and fruit puree+juices now. I bob myself when I am standing and even did a bangra dance once to the sound of Tamil music (Pati loves watching Tamil movies...hehe). I can now grasp anything waving in front of me (or anything that fancies my eyes) without me flailing my arms all about and hitting my face at the same time. I can now make really great noises. Each day I can talk a bit higher and a bit louder. I've been exercising my voice and expanding my vocabulary recently. I can now do a really good cranky cry, which is distinctly different from my discontented baby-grumble *babies do grumble!*, which is different again from my 'I want my milk!' scream *the scream which strains my throat till I cough so much*. Then there's my 'come and talk to me' ooaahs when I'm all alone in the cot. I've also discovered that if I smile a lot, then I get more attention from everyone. The big, toothless smile combined with a goo is a definite winner and I will get more cuddles. And sometimes when I mouthed out certain words like 'Ayah', everyone cheered and prompted me to say it again. I love all these attention! hehe.

All these in 6months. Alhamdulillah.

They look like straightjackets for babies. Just look at the baby strapped safely at the lower left corner. Maybe this can be used for notty lil people! it looks comfy but I don't know whether it's suitable for our humid Singapore weather.

Phew! Just gotten back from a dinner at Sofra with Ayah+Ibu, Aunty Zah and Pati+Atok. Pati and Atok didn't come home with us...they are probably shopping at Mustafa Centre right now. Everyone had a good dinner while I just sat in the stroller and chewed my teether like there's no tomorrow and absorbed the ambience. I would have liked some of the food they eat, but I might choke on the kebab. I had fun banging the table though.

Putting me inside my cot sometimes is like finding a seat in the MRT during peak hour! There are so many toys around me that I find it hard to roll around the cot. The big people probably think I'm having fun with all the toys around me but they imagine this...you're rolling happily from one end to another on your tummy when you feel a toy poking you at the tummy. Isn't that uncomfortable? *ack!* I even got stuck in a corner at one point because I get confused on which direction to roll. Should I roll left or right? In the end, I just yell for my Pati to get me.

I'm putting everything I can lay my hands on into my mouth, even Ayah's hand tastes yummy'licious complete with the 'nyot nyot nyot' sounds. We, babies, have been sucking our thumbs since we were in our very own mothers' tummies so it's a nobrainner that we suck our lil fingers too when we're out in the real world.

Unlike Ajab, I love my pacifier but I only need it when I'm falling asleep. When I'm not asleep, I prefer my fingers (and my toes if I can grab hold of them!) lil chicky and my favourite teether.

Periodically I chew on my lil fingers. They're soft and chewy and my hands are covered in drool most of the time. I have begun to discover more joy in tasting my toes and possibly stuffing my whole foot into my mouth now!

Last week it was watery brown rice. It was sweet potato today. It was sweeter and less watery than the brown rice that Pati usually did and the colour is more attractive too. If nobody holds my hands while I'm eating, I would probably have sweet potatoes on my hair! It has already left some orangey stains on my shirt.

But I am also having some constipation problems. I think my system has not gotten used to all the solids going in lately. Pati made me drink some prune and more water. It sure helps me with my digestion. I poop'ed the very next day!