Baby Dylan has the below described conditions…
"G6PD Deficiency"
G6PD is an enzyme that helps strengthen the red blood cells walls. When deficient, the red blood cells break down more easily and produce more bilirubin (a yellow bile pigment in the blood). This condition is permanent. There are certain precautions that must be taken for the rest of his life:
- At every visit, tell the doctor or dentist that child has G6PD deficiency.
- Do not use mothballs on clothes and bedding.
- Do not give any traditional medicines such as certain herbs and beans such as san zi zi, fava beans (bian dou or kacang parang). Chemicals in mothballs, certain medicines, herbs and beans make the red blood cells break down in people with G6PD deficiency.
- Breastfeeding mothers should not take any of the above too as the chemicals can reach the baby through breast milk.
- Do not use any medicines without consulting a doctor.
"Hypothyroidism"
Thyroid is a large gland, an iodine-containing hormone in the neck that functions in the endocrine system; it secretes hormones that regulate growth and metabolism.
Hypothyroidism, or under-active thyroid, develops when the thyroid gland fails to produce or secrete as much thyroxine as the body needs. Because thyroxine regulates such essential functions as heart rate, digestion, physical growth, and mental development, an insufficient supply of this hormone can slow life-sustaining processes, damage organs and tissues in every part of the body, mental retardation, and lead to life-threatening complications.
As told by doctor, baby Dylan has to take a thyroxine sodium tablet everyday for the rest of his life to supplement the thyroxine his body needs. He will be visiting a specialist in NUH coming Wednesday for more screening. I was very upset that baby Dylan would have such a congenital condition, considering that both his parents are healthy. I am very worried that this condition will affect his growth, or induce other complications. God bless baby Dylan.
-----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
Baby Dylan is 10 days old today! Can see that he is still yellowish. Will be visiting his paediatrician tomorrow to check on his jaundice. It has been raining everyday for the past one week, I wanted to bring him for some sunlight every morning and late afternoon only to find the sun hiding from me. Luckily, the sun appeared for a little while this morning at 8+ am, so I brought baby Dylan downstairs for some sunshine, hopefully it helps.
29 July 2007
28 July 2007
Baby dylan's day
Arrangement done with Dr. Heng, that I shall have induced labour on this faithful day, 19 July 2007. Dr. Heng recommended that I reached the hospital at midnight and will put in tablet for me to have my cervix opened “faster”.
Time estimation:
12.15 am – Reached East Shore Hospital for admission
12.45 am – Done with the registration and payment of deposit of $1,000
12.50 am – Reached labour ward, was surprised that I will be in the labour ward so early when I wasn’t in labour yet
1.00 am – Told to strip naked and put on the labour suit, a cloth used to cover the front part of the body only, I felt so exposed.
4.30 am – Dr. Heng came to deliver another mother’s baby and passed by to see me after she was done. While she checked my cervix, she broke my water bag without even giving me notice. It felt like a knuckle cracked inside me and water flow out like I urinated without me realizing. Stomach cramps came. Given a mask, filled with 50% oxygen and 50% laughing gas to give me a little relieve from the pain, it didn’t help much though, only give me dizziness. It’s not suppose to give me relieve, just give me dizziness so that I wouldn’t use too much strength to struggle with the pain
5.45 am – The cramps became more painful and the nurse asked if I want injection on the thigh to relieve the pain first so that I can rest. Had the injection, gave me total relieve but make me giddy and weak and vomited twice because of the injection.
6.00 am – Nurse came and inject some liquid into my asshole and asked me to go toilet to remove my bowels. Had some sleep till 9 am.
9.00 am – Woke up, contraction pain came back and is stronger now. Struggled and battled with the pain till 11 am.
11.00 am – Nurse gave me another dose of the injection on the thigh. The injection didn’t help a wee bit this time round. Had a lot of laughing gas and plus the injection, vomited for the third time and the contraction got worse, by then I was half unconscious already.
12.30 pm – I wanted to die already, the pain was terrible, I can feel baby’s head coming down. The pain almost makes me faint. I was wriggling, screaming, shouting, struggling, groaning, wailing and battling with my own body. Nurse said baby’s heartbeat dropped every time my contraction came, and decided to remove the laughing gas from me, gave me 100% oxygen mask. Gave me back the laughing gas when baby’s heartbeat returned to normal, I remembered one part whereby I nearly chewed on the mask. Nurse was trying to comfort me by giving me massage, boy was beside me grabbing my hands, I nearly bit his fingers off him, and he grabbed a towel from somewhere and let me bite. In between, I heard the nurse telling me to relax or else I would not have strength to push later. I heard nurse telling me I was making my boy very upset.
1.10 pm – Somebody asked me to push, I tried but I felt baby’s head still stuck at my virginal, I couldn’t get him out. Then, I heard Dr. Heng saying she will help me, boy told me that Dr. Heng help me vacuum baby out from me, using a trumpet looking vacuum sucker.
1.20 pm – In a split second, I felt a big lump of things came out from me, and I stopped screaming. Baby Dylan was born, weigh 3.36 kgs (7.72 pounds). I felt my voice hoarse and I couldn’t speak. Dr. Heng told me that she is taking out the placenta.
1.30 pm – Stitching starts, it’s painful but as compared to the earlier pain I had, this is nothing. Heard Dr. Heng saying she had to re-stitch again because the first stitch is not nicely done, shocked but couldn’t bring up any expression because I was totally exhausted.
1.40 pm – Was knocked out after Dr. Heng was done, nurse asked boy to bring me the baby for breastfeeding while nurse adjusted my position. After feeding, nurse pushed me to my ward. Was told that I cannot get out of bed for the first 6 hours, but I only manage to get out bed after 14 hours. Baby was placed under warmer light for 2 hours before nurse pushed baby to me every 3 hours for breastfeeding.
10.00 pm – Nurse shooed boy home, said he couldn’t stay for the night because this is 2 bedded ward. Aww, at that moment, how I wish I had a ward to myself, then boy could stay in.
Time estimation:
12.15 am – Reached East Shore Hospital for admission
12.45 am – Done with the registration and payment of deposit of $1,000
12.50 am – Reached labour ward, was surprised that I will be in the labour ward so early when I wasn’t in labour yet
1.00 am – Told to strip naked and put on the labour suit, a cloth used to cover the front part of the body only, I felt so exposed.
4.30 am – Dr. Heng came to deliver another mother’s baby and passed by to see me after she was done. While she checked my cervix, she broke my water bag without even giving me notice. It felt like a knuckle cracked inside me and water flow out like I urinated without me realizing. Stomach cramps came. Given a mask, filled with 50% oxygen and 50% laughing gas to give me a little relieve from the pain, it didn’t help much though, only give me dizziness. It’s not suppose to give me relieve, just give me dizziness so that I wouldn’t use too much strength to struggle with the pain
5.45 am – The cramps became more painful and the nurse asked if I want injection on the thigh to relieve the pain first so that I can rest. Had the injection, gave me total relieve but make me giddy and weak and vomited twice because of the injection.
6.00 am – Nurse came and inject some liquid into my asshole and asked me to go toilet to remove my bowels. Had some sleep till 9 am.
9.00 am – Woke up, contraction pain came back and is stronger now. Struggled and battled with the pain till 11 am.
11.00 am – Nurse gave me another dose of the injection on the thigh. The injection didn’t help a wee bit this time round. Had a lot of laughing gas and plus the injection, vomited for the third time and the contraction got worse, by then I was half unconscious already.
12.30 pm – I wanted to die already, the pain was terrible, I can feel baby’s head coming down. The pain almost makes me faint. I was wriggling, screaming, shouting, struggling, groaning, wailing and battling with my own body. Nurse said baby’s heartbeat dropped every time my contraction came, and decided to remove the laughing gas from me, gave me 100% oxygen mask. Gave me back the laughing gas when baby’s heartbeat returned to normal, I remembered one part whereby I nearly chewed on the mask. Nurse was trying to comfort me by giving me massage, boy was beside me grabbing my hands, I nearly bit his fingers off him, and he grabbed a towel from somewhere and let me bite. In between, I heard the nurse telling me to relax or else I would not have strength to push later. I heard nurse telling me I was making my boy very upset.
1.10 pm – Somebody asked me to push, I tried but I felt baby’s head still stuck at my virginal, I couldn’t get him out. Then, I heard Dr. Heng saying she will help me, boy told me that Dr. Heng help me vacuum baby out from me, using a trumpet looking vacuum sucker.
1.20 pm – In a split second, I felt a big lump of things came out from me, and I stopped screaming. Baby Dylan was born, weigh 3.36 kgs (7.72 pounds). I felt my voice hoarse and I couldn’t speak. Dr. Heng told me that she is taking out the placenta.
1.30 pm – Stitching starts, it’s painful but as compared to the earlier pain I had, this is nothing. Heard Dr. Heng saying she had to re-stitch again because the first stitch is not nicely done, shocked but couldn’t bring up any expression because I was totally exhausted.
1.40 pm – Was knocked out after Dr. Heng was done, nurse asked boy to bring me the baby for breastfeeding while nurse adjusted my position. After feeding, nurse pushed me to my ward. Was told that I cannot get out of bed for the first 6 hours, but I only manage to get out bed after 14 hours. Baby was placed under warmer light for 2 hours before nurse pushed baby to me every 3 hours for breastfeeding.
10.00 pm – Nurse shooed boy home, said he couldn’t stay for the night because this is 2 bedded ward. Aww, at that moment, how I wish I had a ward to myself, then boy could stay in.
14 July 2007
Prata supper
Place: Tampines block 820 prata shop (open 24 hours)
This is one of our usual supper place we frequent because it's only nearby.
Boy says first time he can see the egg yolk wobbling for his plaster, they usually broke the egg.
Price: $1.20
Mushroom cheese prata, the filling is thick, that you can taste real mushroom and cheese in every bite, but I think this prata is too expensive.
Price: $2.50
Indian rojak, boy says he got cheated because the potato and egg is wrapped with a thick layer of bread, the potato and egg is less than a penny size.
$4.80
The mee goreng today doesn't taste as good, tasted funny.
Price: $5
Waited at Mr. bean for Rujie, went to pick her at Selegie.
My ice chocolate with vanilla ice cream, all time favourite
Price: $5.80
Boy's cappucino, I think is this cup of drink that makes him forget his sleep only until this afternoon. Damn, he's going to sleep till this evening then his clock goes hay wire again, sleeping in the day and staying wide awake throughout the night.
Price: $4.80
This is one of our usual supper place we frequent because it's only nearby.
Boy says first time he can see the egg yolk wobbling for his plaster, they usually broke the egg.
Price: $1.20
Mushroom cheese prata, the filling is thick, that you can taste real mushroom and cheese in every bite, but I think this prata is too expensive.
Price: $2.50
Indian rojak, boy says he got cheated because the potato and egg is wrapped with a thick layer of bread, the potato and egg is less than a penny size.
$4.80
The mee goreng today doesn't taste as good, tasted funny.
Price: $5
Waited at Mr. bean for Rujie, went to pick her at Selegie.
My ice chocolate with vanilla ice cream, all time favourite
Price: $5.80
Boy's cappucino, I think is this cup of drink that makes him forget his sleep only until this afternoon. Damn, he's going to sleep till this evening then his clock goes hay wire again, sleeping in the day and staying wide awake throughout the night.
Price: $4.80
13 July 2007
39 weeks
We waited for an hour to see the doctor even though we had an appointment booked, luckily the nurse told us to go have lunch first or else I think my stomach would have protested, cause I always go for the doctor appointment on an empty stomach so that I weigh less heavy? (haha) How I wish it was a mistake from the doctor when she told me that I am still only 2 cm dilated after 2 bloody weeks. My goodness, meaning the baby has no signs of coming out for the next 2 weeks even. Doctor asked me when will be a good day for induce, and she asked me how about my EDD: 20/07/2007, nice number: 20072007. However, the date doesn't seem so good as it is the death anniversary of one of boy's relatives. So after much discussion with boy, we decided to choose 19/07/2007, as mentioned by boy's mum, it is lunar 6th of June (六六大顺), but I really hope the baby can come out on its own without inducing, heard that its going to be more painful. (ok baby, did you see what I typed, please come out on your own, you have got a week from now...)
Usual lunch at the Bedok hawker centre, the carrot cake is as good but the katong laksa is not so fantastic, I don't know why I choked on the laksa twice, think is the chilli.
-------------------------------------------------------------------------------
Mummy suggested going to East Coast for dinner today for the wan tan mee. No regrets, boy and I love the wan tan mee here.
This wan tan mee stall always has a queue, they served their customers fast enough to cater to the long queue. It is worth the queue anyway.
The $3 serving is small, but enough for a petite woman, I am not one, it is never enough.
The soup is tasty with much pepper, but don't take too much, I think it has got a lot of msg.
$3 fried wan tan, pretty expensive I think, but its very nice.
$12 BBQ stingray, expensive for the small piece of fish, but everything in East Coast are expensive la...
I would love to try this sotong, but I am not allowed to eat.
BBQ chicken wings at $1.20 per piece.
My $2 coconut drink, I haven't even finish drinking, I merely put it on the chair because the table is filled with food, and the cleaner took it away without even asking, TMD... there goes my drink.
Asked to take a picture of mummy and rujie and got a comment like: "Hey, I am not food..." haha~~
Son - Mummy - Daughter (Mummy always like to look sideways when taking photos)
Usual lunch at the Bedok hawker centre, the carrot cake is as good but the katong laksa is not so fantastic, I don't know why I choked on the laksa twice, think is the chilli.
-------------------------------------------------------------------------------
Mummy suggested going to East Coast for dinner today for the wan tan mee. No regrets, boy and I love the wan tan mee here.
This wan tan mee stall always has a queue, they served their customers fast enough to cater to the long queue. It is worth the queue anyway.
The $3 serving is small, but enough for a petite woman, I am not one, it is never enough.
The soup is tasty with much pepper, but don't take too much, I think it has got a lot of msg.
$3 fried wan tan, pretty expensive I think, but its very nice.
$12 BBQ stingray, expensive for the small piece of fish, but everything in East Coast are expensive la...
I would love to try this sotong, but I am not allowed to eat.
BBQ chicken wings at $1.20 per piece.
My $2 coconut drink, I haven't even finish drinking, I merely put it on the chair because the table is filled with food, and the cleaner took it away without even asking, TMD... there goes my drink.
Asked to take a picture of mummy and rujie and got a comment like: "Hey, I am not food..." haha~~
Son - Mummy - Daughter (Mummy always like to look sideways when taking photos)
10 July 2007
Sunday brunch, dinner, supper
Place: Corpthorne's Kings Hotel, Tien Court @ Level 2
Mother in law is the dim sum chef here, she makes the best dim sum, high standard. What's lacking here is congee and chee cheong fun (those freshly made, with filling inside one).
Desserts:
Mango pudding and almond paste with pumpkin
Uncle & boy, look like brothers?
一壶清茶千种酒，两袖清风万贯财
------------------------------------------------------------------
With a thoroughly filled stomach, we had our dinner with mummy and daddy 3 hours later. It wasn't even 6 pm after we finished our very early dinner.
Place: Chong pang market, zi cha stall
------------------------------------------------------------------
We are hungry again at 10 pm and while on the way home, we went to Chong Pang (again) for supper: economic bee hoon.
Place: Chong pang Block 101 kopitiam
We are incredible eaters, ain't we?
Mother in law is the dim sum chef here, she makes the best dim sum, high standard. What's lacking here is congee and chee cheong fun (those freshly made, with filling inside one).
Desserts:
Mango pudding and almond paste with pumpkin
Uncle & boy, look like brothers?
一壶清茶千种酒，两袖清风万贯财
------------------------------------------------------------------
With a thoroughly filled stomach, we had our dinner with mummy and daddy 3 hours later. It wasn't even 6 pm after we finished our very early dinner.
Place: Chong pang market, zi cha stall
------------------------------------------------------------------
We are hungry again at 10 pm and while on the way home, we went to Chong Pang (again) for supper: economic bee hoon.
Place: Chong pang Block 101 kopitiam
We are incredible eaters, ain't we?
07 July 2007
My pregnancy article
Time sure pass easily as I thought it would be. I haven’t been working like any of my friends and schoolmates for this year, because of my pregnancy, shotgun. I am not ashamed, for those people out there who might be gossiping, they are not considered friends. I am right now in my 38 weeks, my baby should be coming out anytime soon. With him constantly kicking and moving in my body, reminding me at every instant that he is well and perhaps trying to be naughty.
Initially, during my first trimester (first 3 months), I was not feeling well as I began to feel bloated and nauseous all the time. I kept feeling hungry and had the need to keep eating all the time to keep away the nauseous feeling, and eating is the only way it helps. It was during this period that boy and I were kept busy with our wedding preparations. I was tired out on my wedding day; both my bridal and evening gown nearly got me suffocated, in addition with my bloated stomach at my 3rd month. Those are pretty “armours”, not suitable for wear I would think.
The only thing I can vividly remember for my wedding is plain tiredness. It was also during this period that we had to rush for our wedding gown shoots at the studio over at Johor because it is cheaper. All the gowns I wore for the shoots tried to suffocate me as well. I felt like dumplings and with my ‘not-so-slim’ figure, I don’t feel pretty as a bride, it’s such a sad thing. If I have the chance and money, I would certainly love to retake my wedding album.
The second trimester (3rd to 6th month) is the most comfortable pregnant period. The stomach began to swell bit by bit. I no longer feel nauseous; however, my appetite grew like that of boy’s. I ate a lot, and it is during this period, my weight gain shoots sky high. Averagely, I gained about 4 kilos a month, a bit too much, as mentioned by my gynae. It was the Chinese New Year period, I move around on my own for New Year visits, while boy works.
My weight gain continues to rise at about 4 kilos a month at my 3rd trimester (6th to 9th month). By now, I had gained about 25 kilos, this figure is shocking, to me. It makes me ponder whether I will be able to shed off the extra kilos gained, though many people says that with breastfeeding, I certainly would succeed, but “what if” the kilos didn’t drop? I can feel and see for myself, how my body had changed, how it had become huge in size. I am just afraid that I am not determined enough to eat lesser, if I still maintained the volume of food I am taking now, I can forget about losing kilos.
My face, chin, arms, hips, backside, thighs, feet, and even my toes had grown so much bigger. My face had become bubbly and my double chin became a problem to me. My hips, backside, and thighs appear to have grown twice its original size. Feet and toes have grown because of heavy water retention. I can no longer wear all my shoes. I promised myself that I must and will strive to go back to my original size so that I can wear my clothes, I have no wish to throw away my whole wardrobe just because I cannot fit into them anymore.
During my 7th month, I had a bad contraction that nearly makes boy and I think that the baby will have a premature birth. Luckily the contraction was controlled with medication. My doctor wanted to admit me in hospital for observation but I refused, because I think I can still bear with it, so it is not necessary. The pain continued for about 3 days before it completely subsided. We got a scare from this experience.
I had just recently snipped my hair to shoulder length, the last time I had my hair so short is 8 years ago during my lower secondary school days. My precious hair, I would need 2 years to grow them back. The weather nowadays is killing me, I felt just like I am in a sauna all the time, only when I am in air-conditioned places will I feel better. Though the short hair now helps to keep cool, I still miss my long hair. This length makes me feel old and ugly. The rebonded hair is all gone, which means I won’t be able to let my hair down without tying or else I look like some crazy woman.
I am constantly being reminded not to bathe during my confinement (from my mother). I cannot help thinking that I will be bring bacteria and germs to my baby if I do not bathe. In addition, with the hot weather roasting all humans in Singapore, how can anyone not bathe even in a day, not to mention, one whole month? Old wives tales really sound ridiculous and unreasonable to me. Yet, I do not wish to defy my mother; I think I would still bathe (at least maybe not everyday), and with extra care, of course without her knowing as well.
With my body size change, I am kind of afraid to face people whom I had not seen for ages. I can’t bear to see the kind of shock reaction their face will twitch to when they see me. This makes me want to avoid everybody I know, until I had totally regained my original size, will I then feel confident again.
I am pretty near my due date already, yet I see no signs of my baby coming out. I felt disappointed for my last 2 doctor appointments because doctor asked me to go back home and wait. My whole of my lower abdomen has grown full of stretch marks, and they really itch badly. The heavy stomach is making sleep difficult and uncomfortable, and also making movement clumsy like an elephant. I am already mentally prepared for my baby to come out anytime now, but only to see disappointment with each passing day.
For the whole of my pregnant period, I am grateful that boy is there for me for all of my doctor visits. This is because he does not hold a job. We survived because we do not need to worry for our meals. We managed to keep up with the car installments but not other monthly bills. I sincerely hoped that boy can get a stable job after the mooncake period as soon as possible. I am actually frightened at the thought of history repeating as of last year. He waited for Chinese New Year festival jobs and then waited for mooncake period for the year. I will get myself a job after I settled the baby sitting; hopefully, we can get on well financially soon.
Initially, during my first trimester (first 3 months), I was not feeling well as I began to feel bloated and nauseous all the time. I kept feeling hungry and had the need to keep eating all the time to keep away the nauseous feeling, and eating is the only way it helps. It was during this period that boy and I were kept busy with our wedding preparations. I was tired out on my wedding day; both my bridal and evening gown nearly got me suffocated, in addition with my bloated stomach at my 3rd month. Those are pretty “armours”, not suitable for wear I would think.
The only thing I can vividly remember for my wedding is plain tiredness. It was also during this period that we had to rush for our wedding gown shoots at the studio over at Johor because it is cheaper. All the gowns I wore for the shoots tried to suffocate me as well. I felt like dumplings and with my ‘not-so-slim’ figure, I don’t feel pretty as a bride, it’s such a sad thing. If I have the chance and money, I would certainly love to retake my wedding album.
The second trimester (3rd to 6th month) is the most comfortable pregnant period. The stomach began to swell bit by bit. I no longer feel nauseous; however, my appetite grew like that of boy’s. I ate a lot, and it is during this period, my weight gain shoots sky high. Averagely, I gained about 4 kilos a month, a bit too much, as mentioned by my gynae. It was the Chinese New Year period, I move around on my own for New Year visits, while boy works.
My weight gain continues to rise at about 4 kilos a month at my 3rd trimester (6th to 9th month). By now, I had gained about 25 kilos, this figure is shocking, to me. It makes me ponder whether I will be able to shed off the extra kilos gained, though many people says that with breastfeeding, I certainly would succeed, but “what if” the kilos didn’t drop? I can feel and see for myself, how my body had changed, how it had become huge in size. I am just afraid that I am not determined enough to eat lesser, if I still maintained the volume of food I am taking now, I can forget about losing kilos.
My face, chin, arms, hips, backside, thighs, feet, and even my toes had grown so much bigger. My face had become bubbly and my double chin became a problem to me. My hips, backside, and thighs appear to have grown twice its original size. Feet and toes have grown because of heavy water retention. I can no longer wear all my shoes. I promised myself that I must and will strive to go back to my original size so that I can wear my clothes, I have no wish to throw away my whole wardrobe just because I cannot fit into them anymore.
During my 7th month, I had a bad contraction that nearly makes boy and I think that the baby will have a premature birth. Luckily the contraction was controlled with medication. My doctor wanted to admit me in hospital for observation but I refused, because I think I can still bear with it, so it is not necessary. The pain continued for about 3 days before it completely subsided. We got a scare from this experience.
I had just recently snipped my hair to shoulder length, the last time I had my hair so short is 8 years ago during my lower secondary school days. My precious hair, I would need 2 years to grow them back. The weather nowadays is killing me, I felt just like I am in a sauna all the time, only when I am in air-conditioned places will I feel better. Though the short hair now helps to keep cool, I still miss my long hair. This length makes me feel old and ugly. The rebonded hair is all gone, which means I won’t be able to let my hair down without tying or else I look like some crazy woman.
I am constantly being reminded not to bathe during my confinement (from my mother). I cannot help thinking that I will be bring bacteria and germs to my baby if I do not bathe. In addition, with the hot weather roasting all humans in Singapore, how can anyone not bathe even in a day, not to mention, one whole month? Old wives tales really sound ridiculous and unreasonable to me. Yet, I do not wish to defy my mother; I think I would still bathe (at least maybe not everyday), and with extra care, of course without her knowing as well.
With my body size change, I am kind of afraid to face people whom I had not seen for ages. I can’t bear to see the kind of shock reaction their face will twitch to when they see me. This makes me want to avoid everybody I know, until I had totally regained my original size, will I then feel confident again.
I am pretty near my due date already, yet I see no signs of my baby coming out. I felt disappointed for my last 2 doctor appointments because doctor asked me to go back home and wait. My whole of my lower abdomen has grown full of stretch marks, and they really itch badly. The heavy stomach is making sleep difficult and uncomfortable, and also making movement clumsy like an elephant. I am already mentally prepared for my baby to come out anytime now, but only to see disappointment with each passing day.
For the whole of my pregnant period, I am grateful that boy is there for me for all of my doctor visits. This is because he does not hold a job. We survived because we do not need to worry for our meals. We managed to keep up with the car installments but not other monthly bills. I sincerely hoped that boy can get a stable job after the mooncake period as soon as possible. I am actually frightened at the thought of history repeating as of last year. He waited for Chinese New Year festival jobs and then waited for mooncake period for the year. I will get myself a job after I settled the baby sitting; hopefully, we can get on well financially soon.
Cafe Cartel treat from Aunt
Lunch treat from louis' aunt, was told I won't be able to eat and go out during my confinement so I got this treat.
Place: Cafe Cartel @ Tampines mall level 1
Boy's cabonara
My meat lover's special
Aunt's thai spaghetti
My cookies & cream milkshake
The bill, another additional 10% discount with aunt's Citibank credit card
Do they look like mother and son?
Aunt want some coffee (she don't like western coffee), so we switch to Yakun next door for coffee.
Amazingly, after all the food from cafe cartel, aunt still had space for egg and bread.
My teh and boy's kopi-c
Place: Cafe Cartel @ Tampines mall level 1
Boy's cabonara
My meat lover's special
Aunt's thai spaghetti
My cookies & cream milkshake
The bill, another additional 10% discount with aunt's Citibank credit card
Do they look like mother and son?
Aunt want some coffee (she don't like western coffee), so we switch to Yakun next door for coffee.
Amazingly, after all the food from cafe cartel, aunt still had space for egg and bread.
My teh and boy's kopi-c
Subscribe to:
Posts (Atom)