Daddy is still sick...

we did not go Sentosa yesterday cuz Daddy Sam is still sick. the ulcers in his mouth were hurting him so much that he banged the table while having his dinner. I wanted to look after him so much, but he keep pushing me away so that I can look after Lil Ariel. so I left the care to my mil. don't know whether will she thinks that I'm a bad wife who don't look after her sick husband. sighz...

anyway Daddy Sam suggested that he send me to Sentosa then he come home a rest. Lil Ariel and I will not be able to enjoy ourselves if he is not around. so I messaged Sabina that we will not be able make it. pray that Daddy Sam will recover soon.

Lil Ariel was quite co-operative. She ate her lunch and dinner (with some fussing), played her toys happily. in the afternoon, she had a slight diarrhea. thank God that she recovered at night. I missed the days where just the 2 of us, Lil Ariel and I spend the whole day together. can't wait for our flat to come soon. :D

Going Sentosa tomorrow!!

we got an invitation to Lil Germaine's 3-year old birthday party at Sentosa tomorrow! though it's not the first time we are bringing Lil Ariel there. I can't help but feeling excited. pray pray pray that Daddy Sam and Lil Ariel will be up for it (the weather too...). if not the bikini I bought for her will have to be kept in the drawer for a while le. yeah!! I bought a bikini for her. thanks Yen, Ling and silly Wang for accompanying me to look for it during lunch ya. it is a cute 2-piece orange swim wear. will post the photos up if she managed to wear it. I also bought a sweet Strawberry Shortcake towel. I just love spending on this sweet little bugger.

went to buy some more stuff like sunblock, first-aid kit (hopefully I will not need it), her favorite Gerber sweets and a plastic pouch today. tonight going to pack all the things in.

this morning I called up the HR department hoping that there are still some left-over Sentosa passes for this week (I'm supposed to book it 1 month in advance). the lady at the other end of the line said there are after checking. she proceeded to ask me how many do I need. I said one. haha.. she was shocked. her reply, "har, you are going to Sentosa alone?" of course, I told her that my hubby got his own. then after taking down my particulars, she said, "oh, Samuel got the corporate card too." yeah Daddy Sam, Patma still remembers you. :D

anyway this year I got ready Lil Germaine's present. last year I was not able to get as I was grounded at home with Lil Ariel. then during the weekends, shopping with Daddy Sam and Lil Ariel is almost impossible. one is too impatient and the other too troublesome for me to carry and shop at the same time. (oops, Ariel, if you ever read this, please don't dump me in Orange Valley okay?)

:D

Trial Times

a lot of things happen during these few weeks. worries, anxieties all came for a visit at the same time. I guess they need each other's company.

the first one. Daddy Sam complained that he was having chest pains since one of the Fridays till the next day. he has got childhood asthma. so I reminded him if it is an asthma attack. he has not been having asthma attacks for a long time, so he said he cannot remember. to be safe, we decided to go to the A&E at AH. after some tests and an x-ray, the doctor informed us that he had a pneumothorax. in layman terms, basically there is a hole in the lung that is caused by a blister that had burst. thus the air in the lung escaped and trapped in between the chest and the lung. the trapped escaped air is called pneumothorax. this is more prevailing in tall and skinny males in their 20s to 40s. he fits that category perfectly.

I was worried sick. I messaged my MIL about that and asked her to help to look after Ariel. thank God for my MIL, that I do need to worry about Ariel. I waited with him at the hospital to get the trapped air out and inflate the lung again. he did not wish to stay there overnight. so we went home at 9 pm plus (we were there since 3pm). The next day we went back for make sure that the pneumothorax did not grow in size. I thank God again for that. I know that this is His working to make Daddy Sam realise how important it is to stay healthy. he is willing to finish his dinners and start to eat breakfasts as well.

the second one. Ariel's turn to not feel well a week after the first incident. she was having low-grade fever for 4 days. super cranky and sticky to my MIL. refused to eat. in normal times, we already have problem feeding her. we suspected a lot of things, from teething to fake measles to the lump of dunno-what on her tongue. we brought her to see the NUH children emergency on Sunday after I saw the lump of dunno-what. the doctor did a check and found that there are some ulcers at the back of the throat. she does not have any blisters on her hands and feet. so the doctor ruled out HFMD. moreover she is not in any child-care centres, it's quite impossible to catch that.

I was really worried and it does not make me feel any better when she wants my MIL instead of me. she did not even want me to carry her. I understand that she will stick to my MIL because she is the main care-giver and at least she sticks to her, someone related by blood. I still feel a tinge of sadness when she stretched out her arms for her when I was carrying her and willingly gave her a peck on the cheek without prompting when she rejected my request for it. I was the one who carried her for 9 months. I was the one who went to through the labour pains. I was the one who endured the pains after the labour when the effects of the epidural wore off.

AND in addition to that Daddy Sam had a fever of 39.4 degree on Monday when he came back from work. my heart just sank. I was at the verge of breaking down. but I can't. I asked God what did I do that all these things happen. is it something that I did that He put the suffering on my loved ones? I prayed and searched for answer. It's a trial to make my faith stronger, and now I realised how He felt when His children whom He loved so dearly turned away from him; when I turned away from Him.

Daddy Sam's fever went away, Lil Ariel going back to her normal self (and even started to drink her most hated formula milk) when I told Him that I will trust Him whole-heartedly.

my faith in Him has grown stronger. and I pray that it will continue to grow.

Updates updates

missing my Lil Ariel??

*bleah*

Lil Ariel is getting more and more cheeky everyday as well as sticking to me like super glue when I'm at home. she only allow me to have 5 min of dinner time. when the time is up, she will come to me and insist that I carry her. so most of the time I will end up feeling very hungry next the morning.

last night she did a very cute action. I asked her if she wants to go beach. she nodded her head. then I told her but the beach will have sand. then she immediately waved her hand to signal 'No'. this is the first time she sign 'No' this way. usually she will shake her head. btw she hated sand. she immediate wanted to get out of Siloso beach the other time when we brought her there.

the other night I asked her for fun if Mummy got a Di Di or Mei Mei for her. she nodded her head. then I asked her if she wants Di Di or Mei Mei. she said "Mei Mei" matter-of-fact-ly. when I told this to Daddy Sam, so he asked her the same thing. she nodded her head and said Di Di. girls are fickle. and NO, I'm not pregnant. I ask for fun only okay cuz I got nothing better to do!!

this silly gal had been calling all other children "Baby", even those much older than her, like in primary schools. when we bring her out, she'll point to them as say "Baby!". they either give her a curious look, smile at her or ignore her. haha... sometimes their parents will say "you're the baby".

anyway we brought her to Jacob Ballas Children Garden the other day (forgotten which day la) again. haha... Singapore is so small. anyway, this time round we parked slightly nearer to the place, but still not near enough. will try again another time. this silly gal wanted to be carried while we were there. when we were at Qian Hu after that, she insisted to walk. haiz...

nah... here are the pictures...

Lil Ariel noticed something interesting. her own shadow... haha

the kaypo Lil Ariel wanted to see what's underneath the bridge

look at her fringe. haha.. that's my artwork. I did not intend to cut it so short. but she was sleeping side way, so.... lalala

thirsty after the tiring 'walk'

recently, we realised her social skill is not very good. she is quite rough and rude to other kids. she were at Mother's Work looking at toys. then she saw this little boy (older than her), so she walked over to see what he is playing. she also want to play the same toy, so she just pushed away his hand and the boy just stepped aside. I was so embarrassed and kept apologising to his dad. I pulled her away to elsewhere to lecture her. anyway, the little boy was quite sweet, he brought the toy over to play beside Lil Ariel. maybe he is interested in her?? -_-

anyway another incident was last Sunday at church. we were playing at the children's playroom with Lil Germaine. Lil Germaine brought this hippo soft toy with her. she was sweet enough to let Lil Ariel to play for a while. however Lil Ariel refused to return to her when she wanted it back. so Lil Ariel got another round of lecturing from me. gotta impact good values to her.

a few hours at NUH children emergency...

last Thursday Mummy came back late after attending a personal grooming course. I waited for Mummy to come back to go to sleep. the moment she came back, she quickly went to coax me to sleep after washing up. then I started to get cranky. maybe I'm upset that she came back so late to coax me to sleep. maybe I got a tummy upset. maybe the erupting molar is making me uncomfortable. I keep on crying.

Daddy gave me ovaltine, Grandma gave me some oats to eat. I still cry after that. this went on a few hours. they got no choice and decided to bring me to A&E. Daddy drove us to AH to find out they don't have children emergency there. so we went to NUH. I was struggling and screaming. I don't want to go hospital!!

when we reach NUH, it was 1.30 am and there a quite a number of other children there already there. the nice doctor (at that point of time I don't find her nice) asked a few questions to eliminate the possible causes. then she told Mummy that she suspect I got UTI and asked the nurse to put on the urine bag for me. while we were waiting for my urine to be collected, I played a while with the children.

when the nurse came to check, the urine collected was not enough for the test. so the doctor got no choice but to insert a tube to extract my urine out. I don't like that!!! why must Mummy put me through that torture?? I don't want her to put me down on the bed, I clinged on to her, but she still put me there. Daddy pressed my arms down, Mummy pressed my thighs down while the nurse insert the tube. why must they do this to me?? no matter how I cry, how I plea, they just say it will be fine. NO, it's not fine at all.

anyway, after the ordeal, the doctor told Mummy that she found some traces of blood in my urine. she will need to bring them for lab test and inform them of the result. I fell asleep on Mummy's chest on the way home. I still love Mummy even if she put me through the torture.