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Friday, March 21, 2008

Yesterday went WM with Hubby to order the cakes for Baby Keida's full month next week. Vouchers have been bought for DH's relatives. After which we bought S-size diapers for Baby Keida. Double purchase. One each for our different homes. She soon cannot fit into the newborn ones already. My baby is getting so fleshy. (Shh.. cannot say de! Lols.) Cabbed home after which. Stood in front of the mirror. I find myself still so fleshy after 3weeks of birth. I cannot stand my tummy! Flabby and awful. Decided to engage a massage lady again. Doing it the final week of my confinement. Next week will be Baby Keida's shower. It's nearing and I'm happy! Planned to ask my mummy to bring some of my things home for me bit by bit. I want to get my butt home. I'm getting so bored here. I miss MJ and my dramas!! =D

Sometimes Baby Keida cries so much that Hubby gets so fed up. He doesn't get enough rest and he took the day off from work. I feel that he thinks I'm not doing a good job looking after Baby Keida. He kept throwing remarks on how I would fail to look after her myself back at my home. I don't deny that MIL does a good job looking after babies. But I'm doing my best for her too. I feel guilty when Hubby doesn't get enough rest. Some how feel I'm at fault. When she cries alot when MIL is not in, Hubby thinks that is the reason. But I think it's only coincidence. I can coax my baby well too. MIL has hard times with her too. Like it's not only when I feed Keida that she gets choke at times. MIL faces that too. I mean, it's common mistakes and it's some times due to Keida's own 'gan chiong-ness". Not as if it's MY FAULT agin or what?! That is how babies behave what. Hais. So why think that way?! Or is it really due to my incompetence? I told myself to ignore their 'not-understanding' remarks and avoid getting depressed. For Baby Keida, I will do anything.

Gift from my colleagues.

Indoor Fabric Dryer.3rd week after birth.Still so fleshy. Sobs!Nice? Not so expensive also.



his wifey; her mummy <3
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