Mommy-yeoh

Just went I thought Little Princess is out growing her cough, she got it again yesterday with the phelgm and all. The doc tor siad its due to her underdeveloped breathing track and coupled with my family history of asthmatic genes, she can be sensitive to anything under the sun including dust. The doctor assured us that this is common among children and they will grow out of it. The bright side, her condition is not serious enough to be out on a chamber. But the BIG question is when will she grow out of it??? I tried all sorts of methods from western to chinese (and even trying suggestions found in forwarded emails) but the cough keeps coming back every 2 weeks or so. The most difficult part was each time she has her cough, she will vomit all her milk or meals. The mess, oh how I hate the mess! And each time she has the cough in the night, I can never have a good rest because I will be waking up and checking on her throughout the night, making sure she is fine. Has anyone had such p...

Little Lady is making quite a progress. She has not suck her fingers for the past 2 nights. Sadly I can't say the same for her afternoon naps...yet. At the same time, Daddy Yeoh and I have been trying to cut down her TV time. For the past few nights, we have refused to turn on the TV for her. Instead, we spend time playing jigsaw, drawing on her Doodle or read a book to her. It is not only an adjustment for her but for me as well. I confess that I tend to let her sit infront of the TV a little too often, especially on the weekdays, so that I could get things done around the house or just park myself on the lazy chair to have a-no-brainer-moment after a long day at work. Entertaining a kid is hard work! Atleast for me it is :) This is a list of things that I failed to do... Read to her every night... Pray with her every night... Talk to her as often as possible... Sing with her all the time... Dance with her all the time... And every other thing that a mother should be doing for h...

I was thinking about Matthew the whole day today at work. Especially today. I don’t know Matthew or his mommy, and I have never seen him before but when I read about him, I can’t help but cried silently. I told God I have no words to pray for Matthew’s family for I know how much it hurts. I just kept silent and allow my heart to cry and tears to flow. The only comfort a mother can receive is to know that her child is now safely home with our Lord and he will not suffer anymore in this sinful world. But will it truly comfort a mother’s anguish heart? I called Grandma twice today. Asking her what is my little lady doing? For today I miss her much more. It brought my thoughts back to yesterday evening. My little lady did a solo performance for her Mummy by doing all the action to the song of ‘Twinkle Twinkle Little Star’ with Grandma singing beside her. She ended the song with “( how I wonder what you …) AHHH ( are )”. It was beautiful. Her very first performance for me. And I gave her ...

I was driving to work yesterday and heard over Light FM on the topic of parenting. A mother of two called up telling the DJs that her oldest is 4 and is a preschooler. There was a time the preschool arranged an excursion for the children and her oldest got all excited about it. The mother however was not excited about the news at all and had in her mind not to allow her little girl to go. And since the father is away at that moment, the little girl called his father to ask for permission to join the excursion. Of course the father said that she could go. The mother freaked out ( those were her words ) and all sorts of things went through her mind-should she take leave from work and take the children? Should she drive behind the bus etc. On the day her child went for the excursion, time passes really slow for the mother. She kept looking at the time and was thinking to herself – Now is the time she will be on the bus, ok now she should be back, SO CALL HOME NOW! When the mother called...

Weekends for me means being a fulltime mom. My weekends 10 years ago were filled with with shopping spree, movies, lunch and dinners with friends and clubbing in the night till wee hours in the morning. My weekends a years ago were spend with the Daddy or my best friend and some other close friends doing what I did 10 years ago except for the clubbing part. Today my weekends will began like this:- 7.30a.m. - received morning call from Sara tugging my blanket 8.00a.m. - wash the kitchen sink and clean kitchen tops and table and boil drinking water for Sara 9.00a.m. - feed Sara again and tried putting her into the baby walker and got mu ch protest from her 10.00 a.m. - had breakfast with Mad Cat and wash Sara's bottles (for me to feed her water after her solid) 11.00 a.m. - put Sara for nap and boiled pumpkin and carrot for Sara's meal 12.00 p.m. - Sara woke up from her nap, fed her pumpkin and carrot puree 1.00 p.m.- Bathe Sara and put her in Daddy's care while I clean up af...

I considered myself a light sleeper. Any movement or sound will wake me up from slumber land. Since Sara was born, I will wake up a few times in the night just to check on her to make sure that her feet is not cold or that she has not rolled to a corner of the mattress but mostly to make sure that she is still breathing! Last Sunday, we were at my mom’s place after church and I decided to put Sara for a nap on my mom’s bed while I lied down beside her acting as a barricade (the other 3 sides of the bed were barricaded by 2 corners of the wall and the bed headboard). I was feeling so tired for the past week due to workload that I dozed off within minutes. The next thing I knew, I heard a boom! That sent me sitting straight right up and for a split second I realized that Sara was not beside me. Instantly, I looked over the bed and saw her lying on her back, on the floor. I thought “Oh no! She fell off the bed!” She was in shock for a moment and cried. I quickly picked her up. As soon as...

Each time I on my pc at work, I will be greeted by her picture. Leaving for work every morning has become an emotional challenge. I kept telling Mad Cat that day by day, it's becoming more difficult for me to leave my little one in the arms of someone else ( my mother ) while I joined thousands of Kuala Lumpurians in the stupid morning traffic with no reasonable explanation or whatsoever as to why there is traffic jam on a clear straight road. 9 hours on the job is enough to make me miss my little one. I will call to check on her to make sure she is safe ( of course she will be, I am just being paranoid that some else might want my baby!!! ). Each time I receive a call from my mum, my heart will miss a beat fearing that I might receive some terrible news. My watch became my best friend ( who said that diamonds are a woman's best friend?! They have not met a MOTHER yet !!!) The moment it shows 5.30 p.m., I will race to the door, swipe my card and dash out to the lift. The mome...

I breastfed Baby the moment she was born. It's like an instinct build in her that she knew how to suckle for feed. But I was almost at the edge of going crazy, when she needed feed almost every hour into the night. On the first night at the hospital, she drove me nuts when she refuses to let go even when she had suckle for a whole hour. Today, I have to say that breastfeeding was a breeze. I fell 'in love' with breastfeeding so much so that I make sure that I continue to have ample supply of milk for the little one. Not only was breatfeeding is easy, it saves me money by not spending on formula milk and best of all, I get to travel light :) I only have to take 2 luggages for her. Yup! 2! One for her clothes and the other is for her diapers. Not forgetting her bath tub. To top it all, I enjoyed the time we both spent together during feeding time. I love the way she looked up to me while she lay very still in my arms suckling away. Her little hands will occassionally hold my ...