<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16756599</id><updated>2011-07-28T16:47:35.815-07:00</updated><title type='text'>???</title><subtitle type='html'>&lt;a href="http://lilypie.com"&gt;&lt;img src="http://b3.lilypie.com/Cx8Vp8.png" alt="Lilypie 3rd Birthday Ticker" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moneyeyes.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16756599/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moneyeyes.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Money=Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02284595424464396671</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>54</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16756599.post-5335913761616517223</id><published>2008-10-01T06:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-01T06:55:10.029-07:00</updated><title type='text'>2 years old already</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;embed src="http://widget-89.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" scale="noscale" salign="l" wmode="transparent" flashvars="cy=bb&amp;amp;il=1&amp;amp;channel=216172782132141705&amp;amp;site=widget-89.slide.com" style="width:400px;height:320px" name="flashticker" align="middle"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div style="width:400px;text-align:left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=216172782132141705&amp;amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-89.slide.com/p1/216172782132141705/bb_t021_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide1.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 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&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=216172782132055874&amp;amp;map=2" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-42.slide.com/p2/216172782132055874/bb_t054_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide2.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;at=un&amp;id=216172782132055874&amp;map=F" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-42.slide.com/p4/216172782132055874/bb_t054_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide42.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one of the thing that i really look forward for weekends is to play with my boy..we play we walk in the park &amp; talk..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16756599-1998415863996349092?l=moneyeyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moneyeyes.blogspot.com/feeds/1998415863996349092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16756599&amp;postID=1998415863996349092' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16756599/posts/default/1998415863996349092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16756599/posts/default/1998415863996349092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moneyeyes.blogspot.com/2008/09/one-happy-evening-in-my-life.html' title='One &apos;happy&apos; evening in my life'/><author><name>Money=Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02284595424464396671</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16756599.post-8109872076434574163</id><published>2008-08-21T21:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-21T21:20:41.321-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dedicate this song for my little GG..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rzQMRAJsHZU/SK49bK7iIUI/AAAAAAAAAG4/2onH-qQ_oWA/s1600-h/n686860357_1604515_4326.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rzQMRAJsHZU/SK49bK7iIUI/AAAAAAAAAG4/2onH-qQ_oWA/s320/n686860357_1604515_4326.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237190953678283074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By CREED " &lt;strong&gt;Arms Wide Open'&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I just heard the news today&lt;br /&gt;Seems my life is gonna change&lt;br /&gt;I close my eyes, begin to pray&lt;br /&gt;Then tears of joy stream down my face&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With arms wide open&lt;br /&gt;Under the sunlight&lt;br /&gt;Welcome to this place&lt;br /&gt;I'll show you everything &lt;br /&gt;With arms wide open&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With arms wide open&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I don't know if I'm ready&lt;br /&gt;To be the man(aunt) I have to be&lt;br /&gt;I take a breath, I take her by my side&lt;br /&gt;We stand in awe, we've created life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With arms wide open&lt;br /&gt;Under the sunlight &lt;br /&gt;Welcome to this place&lt;br /&gt;I'll show you everything&lt;br /&gt;With arms wide open&lt;br /&gt;Now everything has changed&lt;br /&gt;I'll show you love&lt;br /&gt;I'll show you everything &lt;br /&gt;With arms wide open&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With arms wide open&lt;br /&gt;I'll show you everything oh yeah&lt;br /&gt;With arms wide open&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I had just one wish only one demand&lt;br /&gt;I hope she's not like me I hope she understands &lt;br /&gt;That she can take this life and hold it by the hand&lt;br /&gt;And she can greet the world with arms wide open&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16756599-8109872076434574163?l=moneyeyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moneyeyes.blogspot.com/feeds/8109872076434574163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16756599&amp;postID=8109872076434574163' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16756599/posts/default/8109872076434574163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16756599/posts/default/8109872076434574163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moneyeyes.blogspot.com/2008/08/dedicate-this-song-for-my-little-gg.html' title='Dedicate this song for my little GG..'/><author><name>Money=Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02284595424464396671</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rzQMRAJsHZU/SK49bK7iIUI/AAAAAAAAAG4/2onH-qQ_oWA/s72-c/n686860357_1604515_4326.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16756599.post-4669025934176618900</id><published>2008-08-10T21:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-11T08:59:58.628-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Isaac's milestone</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rzQMRAJsHZU/SKBh-EDTn8I/AAAAAAAAAGw/yoAYP02EEXQ/s1600-h/n522312878_707554_6835.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rzQMRAJsHZU/SKBh-EDTn8I/AAAAAAAAAGw/yoAYP02EEXQ/s320/n522312878_707554_6835.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233290485871910850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isaac growing up so fast...too fast for mama to capture and download!! hehehhe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One moment he's learning numbers from 12-30... another moment he read up to &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;100!&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know he is special, blessed with high ability to remember &amp; fast learner. To my surprise.. he spell some of the simple words to me over the weekends. R.E.D is red mama, Y.E.L.L.O.W is yellow. I tot he can only read the BIG(capital) letters of alphabet.. but i'm wrong.. I under estimate him..he read me the Small letter as well..in fact very well..and relate this alphabet with the things surrounding him.. like..tree from letter T, Fountain from F is it, mama?.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really dunno how he catches it..coz i've never teach him that yet. he's way way.. too young..I only thought him the things from the books. He's amazingly bright. And i'm having big headaches now..a bit pressure. What should I be expecting next? and what should I teach him next? Subtraction? Calculus?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lately this Olympic fever even got to him. He prefer watching the sports channel than the cartoons. He asked &amp; learn most of the sports he sees and related to the toys he has. He took a stick and hold it with both hands and hit a small ball and tell his POPO its GOLF! As he ran with the ball &amp; stick.. he says it has became hockey!!No more slow slow golf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Part of me felt proud.. another part, worry.. worried that I cannot catch up..and cannot afford the time to spend with him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again I Thanks the Lord for all his wonderful blessing..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16756599-4669025934176618900?l=moneyeyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moneyeyes.blogspot.com/feeds/4669025934176618900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16756599&amp;postID=4669025934176618900' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16756599/posts/default/4669025934176618900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16756599/posts/default/4669025934176618900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moneyeyes.blogspot.com/2008/08/isaacs-milestone.html' title='Isaac&apos;s milestone'/><author><name>Money=Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02284595424464396671</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rzQMRAJsHZU/SKBh-EDTn8I/AAAAAAAAAGw/yoAYP02EEXQ/s72-c/n522312878_707554_6835.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16756599.post-9188098122959992795</id><published>2008-07-10T09:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-10T10:24:51.622-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What in a Brand?</title><content type='html'>LV, PRADA, ROLEX,OMEGA, ???? What about it that had make a circle of women or men gone crazy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm a mother of 1 lovely boy,with a hard working &amp; nice hubby, i'm turning 30 soon, what else do i want? err.. a big house with big garden ( with gardener), the new C200,a collection Omega, a big wardrobe filled with Aldo &amp; Nine West, have 40-50 pcs of clutch (ie handbags- branded only)..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The thing is, will i get those luxuries? Yes I believe I will...provided.. I dun have my little boy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Why??&lt;/span&gt; Here the story goes..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was invited to a big bargain for expensive watches. Its a preview plus sale for invited guests only. Feeling part privilege and part obligated (its a client's invitation. I drag 'my Datin" along. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we we're there, I notice all women around 20 of them were looking at the watches, ranging from RM2k- RM20k. I was amuse, not by the watches..but the ladies..all of them were carrying LV lah, Coach lah, Gucci lah... and dress up in designer label as well..I envy them.. I also want to be one of them!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After just 5 minutes, my "datin' already set an eye on 2 watches..and straight away making her purchases for rm4k plus. WOW..not bad huh..and through my observation, none of these lady do any purchases..they just came in and see see only.."not my taste' they says..One or 2 did some purchases like my 'datin'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neither did I make any purchases.. not that those watches 'not my taste' in fact very much mine..but i think i'm not in that league..the 'datin' league..or the 'branded' league...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was wearing appropriately- my usual working suit, My only Aldo shoe, a"Celine" bag ( a gift from my 'datin') and a big warm smile. I fitted in that room very well. I do looks like i'm playing in the same league.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;I'm in a league of my own&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, I picked up a few watches that really catch my eyes, try it on my wrist,had an urge the rm4-5k keeps ringing on my head. I can make those purchases and walk off making myself proud in the crowd. Later I can wear those as a status to share with frens &amp; family. But the &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;catch&lt;/span&gt; is...I won't buy any nutrition foods for IZ for 3-4 months ( and tell myself its ok as every child growing up the same anyway),or I will cancel the plan of getting the RM6K vacuum cleaner that eliminate dust mites that's irritate IZ, or even not buying IZ any books or toys for half a year(he has plenty of it anyway)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but I put those watches down, walk to 'datin' and waited until she's done with her purchases. Instead of being happy with the branded watches, i walk off with a happy thought.. a comfortable and assurance feeling. I've choose something that I won't regret later.I've choose to play in IZ league.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps: 'my datin" Is my beloved sister - dun belong to any league mentioned above.. as she have it all..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16756599-9188098122959992795?l=moneyeyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moneyeyes.blogspot.com/feeds/9188098122959992795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16756599&amp;postID=9188098122959992795' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16756599/posts/default/9188098122959992795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16756599/posts/default/9188098122959992795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moneyeyes.blogspot.com/2008/07/what-in-brand.html' title='What in a Brand?'/><author><name>Money=Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02284595424464396671</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16756599.post-4596559043523673424</id><published>2008-07-10T08:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T16:07:30.532-08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Address @ Tropicana</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rzQMRAJsHZU/SHYyo0S8_JI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/31mzbUqY3qs/s1600-h/sjsa1171.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rzQMRAJsHZU/SHYyo0S8_JI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/31mzbUqY3qs/s200/sjsa1171.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221416494796962962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're in the midst of packing up &amp; moving to our new "HOME". Trying to make it as cozy as possible with minimal $$$. In order to prepare my boy for this drastic change, we keep telling him how nice this house gonna be...and the father mentioned that 'its a hotel house' as we stay in hotel quite often &amp; Isaac love it. Especially the big bath tub.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, he relay this to his PO PO, &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;"popo, we're moving to new hotel house, got biiig bath tub, got nice fountain" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and he sound so excited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I guess now my hubby have to make a little fountain for my boy.. as he's expecting his "hotel house' to have fountain like any other hotel did!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16756599-4596559043523673424?l=moneyeyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moneyeyes.blogspot.com/feeds/4596559043523673424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16756599&amp;postID=4596559043523673424' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16756599/posts/default/4596559043523673424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16756599/posts/default/4596559043523673424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moneyeyes.blogspot.com/2008/07/new-address-tropicana.html' title='New Address @ Tropicana'/><author><name>Money=Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02284595424464396671</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rzQMRAJsHZU/SHYyo0S8_JI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/31mzbUqY3qs/s72-c/sjsa1171.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16756599.post-4129874311834501563</id><published>2008-04-22T09:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T16:07:30.663-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Isaac happy, Mama Happy??</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rzQMRAJsHZU/SHYxo9yh-XI/AAAAAAAAAGI/49Ygq8OByPw/s1600-h/IMG_4413.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rzQMRAJsHZU/SHYxo9yh-XI/AAAAAAAAAGI/49Ygq8OByPw/s200/IMG_4413.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221415397833701746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I was playing with my beloved boy on his Popo &amp; Kung kung's bed.. after a hard day work. We try to make each other laugh..we play &amp; enjoy ourselves so much.. I love to hear his laughter.. its a magical potion to heal every stress and kiss up everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of a sudden.. he stop..and climb on my chest. And start telling me this.. "&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Isaac happy, Mama happy?&lt;/span&gt;' YES mama so happy!!! Mama happy that my little boy can share with me his feelings and ensure the mama feels the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its makes me feels like walking on air.. and my boy is a Big Boy now..We chat everyday..he'll tells me all his routine or adventure during the day.. and he aspect me to do the same. He's like a new soul mate to me..we watch TV &amp; read together, like to eat the same type of food..ie sushi.. loovee going to bookshops..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16756599-4129874311834501563?l=moneyeyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moneyeyes.blogspot.com/feeds/4129874311834501563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16756599&amp;postID=4129874311834501563' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16756599/posts/default/4129874311834501563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16756599/posts/default/4129874311834501563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moneyeyes.blogspot.com/2008/04/isaac-happy-mama-happy.html' title='Isaac happy, Mama Happy??'/><author><name>Money=Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02284595424464396671</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rzQMRAJsHZU/SHYxo9yh-XI/AAAAAAAAAGI/49Ygq8OByPw/s72-c/IMG_4413.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16756599.post-6105911562088192081</id><published>2008-04-04T08:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-22T07:09:21.537-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Isaac &amp; His Friends</title><content type='html'>Lately a more communicative Isaac has found himself 2 new frens. Last friday @ cell group gathering, Isaac has discover the fun to play &amp; communicate with Kristen. Its so cute to see him having a fren. He has so much to talk to her. The 1st time that I see that he really like a companion besides a family member. Isaac also remember her name well..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another fren of his will be his giraffe's stuff toy. A blue giraffe that he use it as a part of his 'Noah's Ark' adventure. He'll get his giraffe into his own made ark (with pillows) and get themselves covered and start his very own stories.. with making sound of the heavy rain &amp; thunder!! so cute. Later he'll hold up his hands &amp; pray.. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;"God, stop lain, stop hunder, protet IZ &amp; cilaffe, AMEN"&lt;/span&gt;. Just like his Noah book!! Then open up his ark and get his giraffe out from his ark.. and start to feed with my flower's bolster!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Very good imagination.. now he started to more stories as he learn more..and sometime make me one of his character!sooo soo cute.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16756599-6105911562088192081?l=moneyeyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moneyeyes.blogspot.com/feeds/6105911562088192081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16756599&amp;postID=6105911562088192081' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16756599/posts/default/6105911562088192081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16756599/posts/default/6105911562088192081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moneyeyes.blogspot.com/2008/04/isaac-his-friends.html' title='Isaac &amp; His Friends'/><author><name>Money=Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02284595424464396671</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16756599.post-2167743862402355619</id><published>2008-04-04T08:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T16:07:30.682-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Another baby,...soon</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rzQMRAJsHZU/R_ZOkSc2g0I/AAAAAAAAAGA/9EupcMstV_0/s1600-h/dvs095438.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rzQMRAJsHZU/R_ZOkSc2g0I/AAAAAAAAAGA/9EupcMstV_0/s200/dvs095438.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185418406298813250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My younger sister is 19 weeks pregnant now. After a scan few days ago.. she found out its gonna be a girl.!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm soooo happy for her.She always mentioned that she wanted a girl since she have a "SON" already (ie Isaac). I agree..by she having a daughter now means.. I have a son &amp; going to have a daughter..Its complete.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its a nice feeling of having another child in the family and its great to shop for baby's stuff together again. Its just now..its gonna be ALLL PINK!!!I'll pray that God will protect both the mummy &amp; baby always and that one day they come to know u better.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16756599-2167743862402355619?l=moneyeyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moneyeyes.blogspot.com/feeds/2167743862402355619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16756599&amp;postID=2167743862402355619' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16756599/posts/default/2167743862402355619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16756599/posts/default/2167743862402355619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moneyeyes.blogspot.com/2008/04/another-babysoon.html' title='Another baby,...soon'/><author><name>Money=Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02284595424464396671</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rzQMRAJsHZU/R_ZOkSc2g0I/AAAAAAAAAGA/9EupcMstV_0/s72-c/dvs095438.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16756599.post-102588872322993206</id><published>2008-03-27T08:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-27T08:39:20.299-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bed Time.. the time i enjoyed most</title><content type='html'>Another story about how my son amused me with his little intellegence. The reason why i would love to put this down here..coz i wanna read this in future, when he's a grown up.. and by reading this blog will be a nice down memory lane..and plus how proud i am/was with little Isaac.end&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always love spending bedtime with him, especially now at this age. He demands me to play a little hide and seek followed by a story telling before bedtime. He love "Noah's Ark' most. Love the animals, the thounder storm God has made and will always end it with a little prayer thanking God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started reading to him since young.. really young..when he was just 4 months old.!! Kiasu eh? No... I just love reading to him.. telling him about things happening around and naming everything he sees in the book. Besides, I love singing to Isaac with the words and things we sees around. I guess.. I just love playing "mummy" like the one u sees on TV!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well to cut story short, until now we still practice story telling or singing at bedtime. Either I'll tell him some new stories or he'll tell me some sories he knows from his short little sentences.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I'm particularly proud of him as he can read The Alphabet.. well almost entirely and showing it off to me in mum's place. And during bedtime..he counted numbers from 1 to 8!!! He was counting fishes and crabs on the book...and he recognised the numbers as well..WELL DONE son..!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This fast development makes me so proud to be a mummy..and i'm sure all the mummies out there are definitely proud of their own child. Its hard for me to share with others as people will think i'm a show off.. and some even commented that i'm exagerating..but whatever they say..I'm PROUD!Perhaps the nutritious foods he consume, or the long hours that we spend to learn and play together or just ..he's plain smart...Whatever it is, i'm going to reward him with more books.. &amp; love..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isaac is 1 year 5 months 25 days old.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16756599-102588872322993206?l=moneyeyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moneyeyes.blogspot.com/feeds/102588872322993206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16756599&amp;postID=102588872322993206' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16756599/posts/default/102588872322993206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16756599/posts/default/102588872322993206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moneyeyes.blogspot.com/2008/03/bed-time-time-i-enjoyed-most.html' title='Bed Time.. the time i enjoyed most'/><author><name>Money=Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02284595424464396671</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16756599.post-5779888809673088597</id><published>2008-03-23T22:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T16:07:31.574-08:00</updated><title type='text'>SMILE !</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rzQMRAJsHZU/R-dD8Sc2gzI/AAAAAAAAAFo/n9eXAr0OjjI/s1600-h/Image160.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rzQMRAJsHZU/R-dD8Sc2gzI/AAAAAAAAAFo/n9eXAr0OjjI/s200/Image160.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181184599337108274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Stylish Smile"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rzQMRAJsHZU/R-dDmSc2gyI/AAAAAAAAAFg/ufkE84EBo1Y/s1600-h/Image153.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rzQMRAJsHZU/R-dDmSc2gyI/AAAAAAAAAFg/ufkE84EBo1Y/s200/Image153.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181184221379986210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Happy Smile with POPO &amp; Gung Gung"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rzQMRAJsHZU/R-dDVyc2gxI/AAAAAAAAAFY/VqBHm46SQU8/s1600-h/Image129.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rzQMRAJsHZU/R-dDVyc2gxI/AAAAAAAAAFY/VqBHm46SQU8/s200/Image129.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181183937912144658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Natural Smile"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16756599-5779888809673088597?l=moneyeyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moneyeyes.blogspot.com/feeds/5779888809673088597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16756599&amp;postID=5779888809673088597' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16756599/posts/default/5779888809673088597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16756599/posts/default/5779888809673088597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moneyeyes.blogspot.com/2008/03/smile.html' title='SMILE !'/><author><name>Money=Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02284595424464396671</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rzQMRAJsHZU/R-dD8Sc2gzI/AAAAAAAAAFo/n9eXAr0OjjI/s72-c/Image160.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16756599.post-2158010997716287151</id><published>2008-03-19T22:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T16:07:31.834-08:00</updated><title type='text'>'Boom Boom Ching'..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rzQMRAJsHZU/R-dAWSc2gvI/AAAAAAAAAFI/SdV1j7qDSFs/s1600-h/Image162.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rzQMRAJsHZU/R-dAWSc2gvI/AAAAAAAAAFI/SdV1j7qDSFs/s320/Image162.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181180647967195890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isaac have this special 'gift'...he love to play drums any type.. as long as it gives him the rhythm... He's very into it..an he has the talent , he even make the motion of hitting the drum whenever he hears music that's has drum beat.i'm looking for a instrument school for him now. Most of them can't take him yet as he's too young. So i gotta keep on trying.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16756599-2158010997716287151?l=moneyeyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moneyeyes.blogspot.com/feeds/2158010997716287151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16756599&amp;postID=2158010997716287151' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16756599/posts/default/2158010997716287151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16756599/posts/default/2158010997716287151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moneyeyes.blogspot.com/2008/03/boom-boom-ching.html' title='&apos;Boom Boom Ching&apos;..'/><author><name>Money=Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02284595424464396671</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rzQMRAJsHZU/R-dAWSc2gvI/AAAAAAAAAFI/SdV1j7qDSFs/s72-c/Image162.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16756599.post-4467013209443028530</id><published>2008-03-19T22:41:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T16:07:31.965-08:00</updated><title type='text'>ABC &amp; 123 no problem!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rzQMRAJsHZU/R-dBSyc2gwI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/VDRNJGV0j3U/s1600-h/Image151.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rzQMRAJsHZU/R-dBSyc2gwI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/VDRNJGV0j3U/s200/Image151.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181181687349281538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hi.. everyone..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my son son is already 17 months..looking more like an adult. Not so much baby face anymore..but my love for him everlasting. Isaac is very knowledgeable now.. love going to bookshop instead of Toy R Us. Like to see trucks, trains and other vehicle books. Therefore, i need to update myself.. start learning again. Have to catch up with my boy.&lt;br /&gt;At this age he can count up to 8..and know most alphabet. Impressive. I'm happy with his development and his intelligent. And above all, I ask for divine health and happiness for my boy. Again, I can't stop thanking the Lord for this 'Precious' gift and for His protection.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16756599-4467013209443028530?l=moneyeyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moneyeyes.blogspot.com/feeds/4467013209443028530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16756599&amp;postID=4467013209443028530' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16756599/posts/default/4467013209443028530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16756599/posts/default/4467013209443028530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moneyeyes.blogspot.com/2008/03/abc-123-no-problem.html' title='ABC &amp; 123 no problem!!'/><author><name>Money=Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02284595424464396671</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rzQMRAJsHZU/R-dBSyc2gwI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/VDRNJGV0j3U/s72-c/Image151.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16756599.post-6249577100527323585</id><published>2008-01-28T08:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-28T09:06:37.413-08:00</updated><title type='text'>29</title><content type='html'>Its that day of the year again..another additional figure to my age. Nothing really excite me. It just another day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remembered those days where I really look forward to this day. As i'll have lots of surprises and parties and pressies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, all I wanted is to spend a quite day with my 2 wonderful Man. Havea nice dinner and some ice cream &amp; cakes together.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16756599-6249577100527323585?l=moneyeyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moneyeyes.blogspot.com/feeds/6249577100527323585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16756599&amp;postID=6249577100527323585' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16756599/posts/default/6249577100527323585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16756599/posts/default/6249577100527323585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moneyeyes.blogspot.com/2008/01/29.html' title='29'/><author><name>Money=Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02284595424464396671</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16756599.post-1082985021731247140</id><published>2008-01-20T09:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-28T09:13:35.224-08:00</updated><title type='text'>blu, eed, pink, gren</title><content type='html'>My little boy is mastering his colour's skill..and he's good!! Just within one day he learned lots of colours and pointing out each one with every single things he sees. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He'll go.. "mama, blu bus"... "mama, pink stars"..etc&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's a fast learner. I'll teach him his ABC next.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mama so proud of u son..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16756599-1082985021731247140?l=moneyeyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moneyeyes.blogspot.com/feeds/1082985021731247140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16756599&amp;postID=1082985021731247140' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16756599/posts/default/1082985021731247140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16756599/posts/default/1082985021731247140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moneyeyes.blogspot.com/2008/01/blu-eed-pink-gren.html' title='blu, eed, pink, gren'/><author><name>Money=Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02284595424464396671</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16756599.post-2592191574470403628</id><published>2008-01-16T07:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T16:07:32.140-08:00</updated><title type='text'>gifts 4 festive</title><content type='html'>Anyone interested in getting some nice &amp; affortable giftsfor this coming CNY? I'm starting some small time business providing hampers, gifts and etc for festives and special occasion. Check out my link to &lt;em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;www.gifts4festive.blogspot.com &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;for more info. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rzQMRAJsHZU/R4JZQg42KsI/AAAAAAAAAEg/2fJFjq718XM/s1600-h/IMG_3528.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rzQMRAJsHZU/R4JZQg42KsI/AAAAAAAAAEg/2fJFjq718XM/s200/IMG_3528.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152779063906413250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rzQMRAJsHZU/R4JY_w42KrI/AAAAAAAAAEY/x5NyURMYyJo/s1600-h/IMG_3532.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rzQMRAJsHZU/R4JY_w42KrI/AAAAAAAAAEY/x5NyURMYyJo/s200/IMG_3532.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152778776143604402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thinking of going traditional this CNY? Go with this beautiful handmade &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"nyonya basket'&lt;/strong&gt;!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rzQMRAJsHZU/R4Jd3g42KwI/AAAAAAAAAFA/KNRJqQxSiXc/s1600-h/IMG_3488.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rzQMRAJsHZU/R4Jd3g42KwI/AAAAAAAAAFA/KNRJqQxSiXc/s320/IMG_3488.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152784131967822594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Traditionally Nyonya 1 @ RM68.80&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- 1 tier basket (8 inches)&lt;br /&gt;- cookies crave&lt;br /&gt;- oranges&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rzQMRAJsHZU/R4JdXw42KvI/AAAAAAAAAE4/ZL22X-oUzWg/s1600-h/IMG_3514.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rzQMRAJsHZU/R4JdXw42KvI/AAAAAAAAAE4/ZL22X-oUzWg/s320/IMG_3514.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152783586506975986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Traditionally Nyonya 2 @ RM88.80&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- 1 tier basket (9 inches)&lt;br /&gt;- cookies crave&lt;br /&gt;- oranges&lt;br /&gt;(additional of selected red wine @ RM108.80)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rzQMRAJsHZU/R4JcOw42KuI/AAAAAAAAAEw/XkLfQUxJO8E/s1600-h/IMG_3524.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rzQMRAJsHZU/R4JcOw42KuI/AAAAAAAAAEw/XkLfQUxJO8E/s320/IMG_3524.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152782332376525538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Traditionally Nyonya 3 @ RM118.80&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- 2 tier basket (10 inches)&lt;br /&gt;- cookies crave&lt;br /&gt;- oranges&lt;br /&gt;(additional of selected red wine @ RM138.80 )&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16756599-2592191574470403628?l=moneyeyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moneyeyes.blogspot.com/feeds/2592191574470403628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16756599&amp;postID=2592191574470403628' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16756599/posts/default/2592191574470403628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16756599/posts/default/2592191574470403628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moneyeyes.blogspot.com/2008/01/gifts-4-festive.html' title='gifts 4 festive'/><author><name>Money=Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02284595424464396671</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rzQMRAJsHZU/R4JZQg42KsI/AAAAAAAAAEg/2fJFjq718XM/s72-c/IMG_3528.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16756599.post-5420011272721105074</id><published>2007-10-25T03:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-25T04:25:04.477-07:00</updated><title type='text'>OUR Babies Birthday party in church</title><content type='html'>Its such a coincidence that my church frens gave birth 2 and 1 day before me. So we did a small party for out babies. Isabel on 30/9, Sofea 1/10 and my boy 2/10..Eventually Isaac already have 2 girlfrens!! Yahoo!!...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="visibility:visible;"&gt;&lt;object type="application/x-shockwave-flash" data="http://widget-01.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" height="320" width="426" style="width:426px;height:320px"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://widget-01.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" /&gt;&lt;param name="quality" value="high" /&gt;&lt;param name="scale" value="noscale" /&gt;&lt;param name="salign" value="l" /&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"/&gt; &lt;param name="flashvars" value="cy=ms&amp;il=1&amp;channel=216172782126431233&amp;site=widget-01.slide.com"/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=ms&amp;ad=0&amp;id=216172782126431233&amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-01.slide.com/p1/216172782126431233/ms_t024_v000_a000_f00/images/xslide1.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=ms&amp;ad=0&amp;id=216172782126431233&amp;map=2" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-01.slide.com/p2/216172782126431233/ms_t024_v000_a000_f00/images/xslide2.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16756599-5420011272721105074?l=moneyeyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moneyeyes.blogspot.com/feeds/5420011272721105074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16756599&amp;postID=5420011272721105074' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16756599/posts/default/5420011272721105074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16756599/posts/default/5420011272721105074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moneyeyes.blogspot.com/2007/10/our-babies-birthday-party-in-church.html' title='OUR Babies Birthday party in church'/><author><name>Money=Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02284595424464396671</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16756599.post-8988591338673317153</id><published>2007-10-25T03:55:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-25T03:55:48.788-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthday Party</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="visibility:visible;"&gt;&lt;object type="application/x-shockwave-flash" data="http://widget-c4.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" height="320" width="426" style="width:426px;height:320px"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://widget-c4.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" /&gt;&lt;param name="quality" value="high" /&gt;&lt;param name="scale" value="noscale" /&gt;&lt;param name="salign" value="l" /&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"/&gt; 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cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rzQMRAJsHZU/RyBuhOif-EI/AAAAAAAAADI/8ddmIHh6Eko/s320/IMG_0864.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125217893065160770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy 1st Birthday Sweetheart,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the day that my husband &amp; I have been looking forward for about a month, we did a lot of preparation for our little precious 1st birthday.The most hectic one should be  preparing his photo album, from selecting the pictures, edit, getting the rite album, putting it to a story and even make it to a cd.It took us about a month.. but its all worth it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember my father always say that birthday celebration was suppose to be meant for the mother not the child. Why?? Coz its a day that u celebrate the safe delivery and the glory of a 'mother's love'. Those days i never understand.. I do, now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking back its been a year since i've became a "MAMA'. How does it felt?? GREAT!! I love this character. I have an obediant, intelligent and healthy son... nothing that i'll ask more. Its amazing feeling to watch my son grow..and its even more rewarding to be hug and love by my little boy every nite before bedtime and he great you every morning with a wonderful smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its his 1st birthday today, and i can't wait to celebrate the 2nd,3rd and every single year with my 'precious little child'. Mama love u, Isaac. &lt;br /&gt;Praise the Lord.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16756599-1786913200526843471?l=moneyeyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moneyeyes.blogspot.com/feeds/1786913200526843471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16756599&amp;postID=1786913200526843471' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16756599/posts/default/1786913200526843471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16756599/posts/default/1786913200526843471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moneyeyes.blogspot.com/2007/10/happy-birthday-son.html' title='Happy Birthday, Son'/><author><name>Money=Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02284595424464396671</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rzQMRAJsHZU/RyBuhOif-EI/AAAAAAAAADI/8ddmIHh6Eko/s72-c/IMG_0864.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16756599.post-7694064137682363299</id><published>2007-08-15T06:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-15T07:13:25.121-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Isaac in Famous Magazine</title><content type='html'>Believe it or not at 10 months old, my 'Little Prince' already a 'cover boy'.!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;embed src="http://widget-c6.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" scale="noscale" salign="l" wmode="transparent" flashvars="site=widget-c6.slide.com&amp;channel=216172782124461254&amp;cy=be&amp;il=1" width="426" height="320" name="flashticker" align="middle"/&gt;&lt;div style="width:426px;text-align:left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=be&amp;ad=0&amp;id=216172782124461254&amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-c6.slide.com/p1/216172782124461254/be_t052_v000_a000_f00/images/xslide1.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=be&amp;ad=0&amp;id=216172782124461254&amp;map=2" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-c6.slide.com/p2/216172782124461254/be_t052_v000_a000_f00/images/xslide2.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16756599-7694064137682363299?l=moneyeyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moneyeyes.blogspot.com/feeds/7694064137682363299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16756599&amp;postID=7694064137682363299' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16756599/posts/default/7694064137682363299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16756599/posts/default/7694064137682363299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moneyeyes.blogspot.com/2007/08/isaac-in-famous-magazine.html' title='Isaac in Famous Magazine'/><author><name>Money=Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02284595424464396671</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16756599.post-1882506495841466206</id><published>2007-08-10T09:12:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T16:07:32.821-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh..My Boy, Oh Water Boy!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rzQMRAJsHZU/RryMnb7RiFI/AAAAAAAAADA/tGzqnDNP6qc/s1600-h/Image077.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rzQMRAJsHZU/RryMnb7RiFI/AAAAAAAAADA/tGzqnDNP6qc/s320/Image077.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097103487415715922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My son LOVEESSSSS water..he looks forwards to shower time every day, even washing hands has become one of his favourite pastime.So on his 10th months, We brought our little precious to try the real thing. A real swimming pool. We booked 2 rooms in the Palace of the Golden Horse for a nite just to let IZ to have fun in the pool. Its a little outing with my parents too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As expected once he saw the water!!! He wanted to dive in rite away! I think he's a natural swimmer.. he kick &amp; move his hand as if he had lessons before. Should see the joy &amp; happiness on his face.. Just too bad that he can only have one session as he has a bit of running nose then. But don't worry son, Papa said he'll make this a monthly outing in different hotels.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16756599-1882506495841466206?l=moneyeyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moneyeyes.blogspot.com/feeds/1882506495841466206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16756599&amp;postID=1882506495841466206' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16756599/posts/default/1882506495841466206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16756599/posts/default/1882506495841466206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moneyeyes.blogspot.com/2007/08/ohmy-boy-oh-water-boy.html' title='Oh..My Boy, Oh Water Boy!'/><author><name>Money=Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02284595424464396671</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rzQMRAJsHZU/RryMnb7RiFI/AAAAAAAAADA/tGzqnDNP6qc/s72-c/Image077.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16756599.post-6503668682506075847</id><published>2007-07-25T21:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T16:07:32.964-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My name is ISAAC</title><content type='html'>Lately, my Little Prince started to babble a lot. Learning to speak.He basically repeat the last word that u mention to him..He's brilliant !!! To me,the Mama, He's very very smart..coz he started to call his own name. I know i've not mention his name in my blog until now.. (if u ever notice). He knows he is &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;"ISAAC"&lt;/span&gt;. So each time when I ask ' this belong to who?" he'll say '"IZ"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rzQMRAJsHZU/RqgpDb7RiEI/AAAAAAAAAC4/rj5I9whqEA8/s1600-h/iz+mix+5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rzQMRAJsHZU/RqgpDb7RiEI/AAAAAAAAAC4/rj5I9whqEA8/s200/iz+mix+5.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091364517755062338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was at home with him the whole day yesterday, as usual i'll play the spelling game with him.. it sound like this. 'Gimme an I, gimme a S, gimme an A, another A, gimme a C.. then gimme...." before i can finish the sentence, he just say.."ISAAC" loudly.. I was sooooo sooo impress..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I notice that he's a fast learner and has good memory too. At 9 months old, his development is very impressive. I'm sure every mama will be proud of their own child. As for me, I'm BLESSED! I feel blessed each time i think of him, each time i see his handsome face. GOD is so good to me, he gave me what I have prayed for.. even more. A bright, smart, good looking, adorable,happy and most importantly a healthy child..Thank you...GOD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16756599-6503668682506075847?l=moneyeyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moneyeyes.blogspot.com/feeds/6503668682506075847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16756599&amp;postID=6503668682506075847' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16756599/posts/default/6503668682506075847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16756599/posts/default/6503668682506075847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moneyeyes.blogspot.com/2007/07/my-name-is-isaac.html' title='My name is ISAAC'/><author><name>Money=Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02284595424464396671</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rzQMRAJsHZU/RqgpDb7RiEI/AAAAAAAAAC4/rj5I9whqEA8/s72-c/iz+mix+5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16756599.post-39769961037422791</id><published>2007-07-25T21:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T16:07:33.171-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Emotion Feeding</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rzQMRAJsHZU/Rqgid77RiDI/AAAAAAAAACw/nUZKSnBDuj4/s1600-h/ev018036.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rzQMRAJsHZU/Rqgid77RiDI/AAAAAAAAACw/nUZKSnBDuj4/s200/ev018036.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091357276440201266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been a mother to a lovely &amp; healthy child for more than 9 months now, there's one important &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;recipe&lt;/span&gt; that keep both of us so close. I breast feed my baby even up to now. Besides all the health benefits that have been researched and published, I find that the bonding between the mama &amp; the baby has a big role here. I enjoy every moment when we spend intimately, the privacy we have.. just me &amp; my baby..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only time when I can share and express to him how much I Love Him. And normally he'll held me close and start to complain of his dissatisfaction with his very own language. We sing, we exchange glances, we smile to each other...most importantly we feel loved. Especially now that he's more interactive, each moment became the highlight of the day for me. I don't wanna miss any of it. In fact, I would like it to stay this way in a long long time. It feels like u are falling in LOVE&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, mummies out there, consider to breast feed your baby even more than 6 months, then u'll understand and can feel what I felt now. Cheers..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's an interesting acticle that i snipped from "THE STAR" to share with u..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IT begins at birth. Our very first act after birth is to suck our mother’s ... milk. This is an act of affection, of compassion. Without that act, we cannot survive. That’s clear? That’s the way of life. That’s reality. – Dalai Lama and Howard C. Cutler, The Art of Happiness A Handbook for Living. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year’s World Breastfeeding Week (WBW) theme further emphasises the importance of breastfeeding. In a study recently published in Pediatrics in 2006, babies who started to breastfeed in the first hour of life in rural Ghana were more likely to survive the neonatal period than those who did not. Babies who did not start breastfeeding until after 24 hours from birth were 2.5 times more likely to die than babies who did. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“In a world where more than 10 million children die before their fifth birthday due to preventable causes, and where malnutrition is still rampant and associated with over half of all childhood deaths, there is simply no time to waste. Let’s start with the first hour,” said Dr Margaret Chan, Director General of World Health Organization. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An examination of 37 countries, covering some 60% of the developing world population, by the Bellagio Child Survival Group, published in Lancet in 2003, has revealed an increase in the rates of exclusive breastfeeding from 34% to 41% in the first six months of children’s lives.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some studies even suggest an additional 1.3 million children would be saved annually if this rate were increased to 90%, while neonatal mortality would be reduced by 22% when children are breastfed within an hour of birth. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The remarkable first hour of life &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When healthy infants are placed skin-to-skin on their mother’s abdomen and chest immediately after birth, they exhibit remarkable capabilities.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They are alert. They can crawl, stimulated by mother’s gentle touch, across her abdomen, reaching her breast. They begin to touch and massage the breast. This first gentle touch of a baby’s hand or head at the breast stimulates release of maternal oxytocin, thus beginning both the flow of milk and enhancing the feelings of love for the baby.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the baby smells, mouths and licks the mother’s nipple. Finally, he or she attaches to the breast and feeds. This sequence of events is important for the survival of human young.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Why is skin-to-skin contact after birth and breastfeeding within the first hour of life so important &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. The mother’s body helps to keep the baby appropriately warm, which is especially important for small and low birth weight babies. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. The baby is less stressed, calmer and has steadier breathing and heart rates. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. The baby is exposed first to the bacteria from the mother which are mostly harmless, or against which the mother’s milk contains protective factors. The mother’s bacteria colonise the baby’s gut and skin and compete with more harmful bacteria from health providers and the environment, and so prevent them from causing infection.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. The baby receives colostrum for the first feeds – liquid gold, sometimes called the gift of life. Colostrum is rich in immunologically active cells, antibodies and other protective proteins. Thus it serves as the baby’s first immunisation. It protects against many infections. It helps to regulate the baby’s own developing immune system. It contains growth factors, which help the infant’s intestine to mature and function effectively. This makes it more difficult for micro-organisms and allergens to get into the baby’s body &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Colostrum is rich in vitamin A, which helps protect the eyes and reduce infection. It stimulates the baby to have bowel movements so that meconium is cleared quickly from the gut. This helps get rid of the substances in the baby’s body that produce jaundice and therefore may help reduce it &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Touching, mouthing and suckling at the breast stimulates oxytocin release – this is important for many reasons: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;# Oxytocin causes the uterus to contract. This may help delivery of the placenta and reduce maternal bleeding after the birth. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;# Oxytocin stimulates other hormones which cause a mother to feel calm, relaxed, and some would say “in love” with her baby. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;# Oxytocin stimulates the flow of milk from the breast. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Women experience incredible joy with this first meeting of their child! And fathers often share this delight. The process of bonding between mother and baby begins.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16756599-39769961037422791?l=moneyeyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moneyeyes.blogspot.com/feeds/39769961037422791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16756599&amp;postID=39769961037422791' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16756599/posts/default/39769961037422791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16756599/posts/default/39769961037422791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moneyeyes.blogspot.com/2007/07/emotion-feeding.html' title='Emotion Feeding'/><author><name>Money=Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02284595424464396671</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rzQMRAJsHZU/Rqgid77RiDI/AAAAAAAAACw/nUZKSnBDuj4/s72-c/ev018036.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16756599.post-3497520965127283889</id><published>2007-07-18T03:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T16:07:33.368-08:00</updated><title type='text'>hand drawing</title><content type='html'>Last Monday, I got a surprise gift from Ah kong(my so call uncle). Its a nice portrait of my precious baby.. it have 80% resemblance!! let us view it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rzQMRAJsHZU/Rp3toYPN-oI/AAAAAAAAACo/jjT_Hy6Ao7U/s1600-h/isaac+copy+bige.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rzQMRAJsHZU/Rp3toYPN-oI/AAAAAAAAACo/jjT_Hy6Ao7U/s320/isaac+copy+bige.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5088484431955360386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16756599-3497520965127283889?l=moneyeyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moneyeyes.blogspot.com/feeds/3497520965127283889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16756599&amp;postID=3497520965127283889' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16756599/posts/default/3497520965127283889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16756599/posts/default/3497520965127283889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moneyeyes.blogspot.com/2007/07/last-monday-i-got-surprise-gift-from-ah.html' title='hand drawing'/><author><name>Money=Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02284595424464396671</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rzQMRAJsHZU/Rp3toYPN-oI/AAAAAAAAACo/jjT_Hy6Ao7U/s72-c/isaac+copy+bige.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16756599.post-61038210664454864</id><published>2007-06-22T19:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T16:07:33.662-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunshine</title><content type='html'>I loved this song since my yuppie days(like 6-8 years ago)...then i knew i'm going to dedicate this song to my baby. I almost forgotten about it until lately i heard it on the radio. He's very much my sunshine. Now i understand why Gabrielle(single mother) dedicate this song to her son.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rzQMRAJsHZU/RpSqJ2wgYDI/AAAAAAAAACI/QiiGFVDzMco/s1600-h/IMG_0820e.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rzQMRAJsHZU/RpSqJ2wgYDI/AAAAAAAAACI/QiiGFVDzMco/s320/IMG_0820e.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085876965502640178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Made a wish, I can dream&lt;br /&gt;I can be what I want to be&lt;br /&gt;Not afraid to live my life&lt;br /&gt;And fulfill my fantasies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I learnt a lot of tricks to help me live my life&lt;br /&gt;You helped me find my paradise&lt;br /&gt;When you came I saw&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunshine through my window&lt;br /&gt;That's what you are&lt;br /&gt;My shining star&lt;br /&gt;Sunshine&lt;br /&gt;Making me feel like&lt;br /&gt;I'm on top of the world&lt;br /&gt;Telling me I'll go far&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reaching out, for the highs&lt;br /&gt;You inspired me to try&lt;br /&gt;I felt the magic inside&lt;br /&gt;And I felt that I could fly&lt;br /&gt;I'm looking at the world in an optimistic light&lt;br /&gt;You made me appreciate my life&lt;br /&gt;'Cos when you came you were my&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunshine through my window&lt;br /&gt;That's what you are&lt;br /&gt;My shining star&lt;br /&gt;Sunshine&lt;br /&gt;Making me feel like&lt;br /&gt;I'm on top of the world&lt;br /&gt;Telling me I'll go far&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are the calm&lt;br /&gt;I am the storm&lt;br /&gt;You are the breeze that carries me on&lt;br /&gt;When I said a truth&lt;br /&gt;You wink at me&lt;br /&gt;You're there for me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunshine (oh yeah)&lt;br /&gt;That's what you are&lt;br /&gt;My shining star&lt;br /&gt;Sunshine&lt;br /&gt;Making me feel I'm on top of the world&lt;br /&gt;Telling me that I'll go far&lt;br /&gt;Sunshine through my window&lt;br /&gt;That's what you are&lt;br /&gt;My shining star&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Sunshine) Making me feel I'm on top of the world&lt;br /&gt;Telling me that I'll go far&lt;br /&gt;Sunshine through my window&lt;br /&gt;That's what you are&lt;br /&gt;My shining star&lt;br /&gt;Sunshine&lt;br /&gt;Making me feel I'm on top of the world&lt;br /&gt;Telling me that I'll go far&lt;br /&gt;Sunshine&lt;br /&gt;My star, my star..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By Gabrielle&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16756599-61038210664454864?l=moneyeyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moneyeyes.blogspot.com/feeds/61038210664454864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16756599&amp;postID=61038210664454864' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16756599/posts/default/61038210664454864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16756599/posts/default/61038210664454864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moneyeyes.blogspot.com/2007/06/sunshine.html' title='Sunshine'/><author><name>Money=Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02284595424464396671</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rzQMRAJsHZU/RpSqJ2wgYDI/AAAAAAAAACI/QiiGFVDzMco/s72-c/IMG_0820e.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16756599.post-1594044609711308275</id><published>2007-06-20T17:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T16:07:33.885-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Everything</title><content type='html'>Lately I come across this song by michael buble.. love at the 1st sight!! Just like how I love my precious boy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rzQMRAJsHZU/RnnS9D3IZWI/AAAAAAAAACA/p6P-THFZPVw/s1600-h/IMG_9213e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rzQMRAJsHZU/RnnS9D3IZWI/AAAAAAAAACA/p6P-THFZPVw/s320/IMG_9213e.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078322001287341410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're a falling star, You're the get away car.&lt;br /&gt;You're the line in the sand when I go too far.&lt;br /&gt;You're the swimming pool, on an August day.&lt;br /&gt;And You're the perfect thing to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you play it coy, but it's kinda cute.&lt;br /&gt;Ah, When you smile at me you know exactly what you do.&lt;br /&gt;Baby don't pretend, that you don't know it's true.&lt;br /&gt;Cause you can see it when I look at you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus:]&lt;br /&gt;And in this crazy life, and through these crazy times&lt;br /&gt;It's you, it's you, You make me sing.&lt;br /&gt;You're every line, you're every word, you're everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're a carousel, you're a wishing well,&lt;br /&gt;And you light me up, when you ring my bell.&lt;br /&gt;You're a mystery, you're from outer space,&lt;br /&gt;You're every minute of my everyday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I can't believe, uh that I'm your man,&lt;br /&gt;And I get to kiss you baby just because I can.&lt;br /&gt;Whatever comes our way, ah we'll see it through,&lt;br /&gt;And you know that's what our love can do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus:]&lt;br /&gt;And in this crazy life, and through these crazy times&lt;br /&gt;It's you, it's you, You make me sing&lt;br /&gt;You're every line, you're every word, you're everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, La, La, La, La, La, La, La&lt;br /&gt;So, La, La, La, La, La, La, La&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus:]&lt;br /&gt;And in this crazy life, and through these crazy times&lt;br /&gt;It's you, it's you, You make me sing.&lt;br /&gt;You're every line, you're every word, you're everything.&lt;br /&gt;You're every song, and I sing along.&lt;br /&gt;Cause you're my everything.&lt;br /&gt;yeah, yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, La, La, La, La, La, La, La&lt;br /&gt;So, La, La, La, La, La, La,&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16756599-1594044609711308275?l=moneyeyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moneyeyes.blogspot.com/feeds/1594044609711308275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16756599&amp;postID=1594044609711308275' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16756599/posts/default/1594044609711308275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16756599/posts/default/1594044609711308275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moneyeyes.blogspot.com/2007/06/my-everything.html' title='My Everything'/><author><name>Money=Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02284595424464396671</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rzQMRAJsHZU/RnnS9D3IZWI/AAAAAAAAACA/p6P-THFZPVw/s72-c/IMG_9213e.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16756599.post-8862410805312639135</id><published>2007-06-19T02:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-19T08:01:30.723-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Our 1st Holiday!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;embed src="http://widget-22.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" scale="noscale" salign="l" wmode="transparent" flashvars="site=widget-22.slide.com&amp;channel=216172782123600930&amp;cy=be&amp;il=1" width="400" height="300" name="flashticker" align="middle"/&gt;&lt;div style="width:400px;text-align:left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?ad=1&amp;tt=3&amp;sk=2&amp;cy=be&amp;th=32&amp;id=216172782123600930&amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-22.slide.com/p1/216172782123600930/be_t003_v000_a001_f00/images/xslide1.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?ad=1&amp;tt=3&amp;sk=2&amp;cy=be&amp;th=32&amp;id=216172782123600930&amp;map=2" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-22.slide.com/p2/216172782123600930/be_t003_v000_a001_f00/images/xslide2.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We just brought our precious son to his 1st holiday with the Kong Kong, Po Po, Yeyema, Yeyekong &amp; Mun ye!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its Kong Kong &amp; Po Po wedding anniversary therefore My sis &amp; I plan to bring my son son out to a COLD place.. - Genting! Too bad 3rd yeye &amp; kuku cannot follow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;embed src="http://widget-6b.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" scale="noscale" salign="l" wmode="transparent" flashvars="site=widget-6b.slide.com&amp;channel=216172782123600235&amp;cy=be&amp;il=1" width="400" height="300" name="flashticker" align="middle"/&gt;&lt;div style="width:400px;text-align:left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?ad=1&amp;tt=11&amp;sk=2&amp;cy=be&amp;th=42&amp;id=216172782123600235&amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-6b.slide.com/p1/216172782123600235/be_t011_v000_a001_f00/images/xslide1.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?ad=1&amp;tt=11&amp;sk=2&amp;cy=be&amp;th=42&amp;id=216172782123600235&amp;map=2" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-6b.slide.com/p2/216172782123600235/be_t011_v000_a001_f00/images/xslide2.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16756599-8862410805312639135?l=moneyeyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moneyeyes.blogspot.com/feeds/8862410805312639135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16756599&amp;postID=8862410805312639135' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16756599/posts/default/8862410805312639135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16756599/posts/default/8862410805312639135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moneyeyes.blogspot.com/2007/06/our-1st-holiday.html' title='Our 1st Holiday!'/><author><name>Money=Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02284595424464396671</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16756599.post-9098615039785931876</id><published>2007-06-14T01:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T16:07:34.203-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Times Fly</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rzQMRAJsHZU/RnEEzz3IZVI/AAAAAAAAAB4/w_yUsMrO1y0/s1600-h/IMG_8986.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rzQMRAJsHZU/RnEEzz3IZVI/AAAAAAAAAB4/w_yUsMrO1y0/s320/IMG_8986.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075843543164544338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Friday, my dad sent me to work with my son son in the car..he wave me goodbye and give me a big wet kiss before i take off. He have a kinda look on his chubby little face.. not smilling, not sad either. Vey hard for me to describe.. but that look on him make my heart sank.. make me feel that i don't wanna be apart from him that moment on. As my dad drove off.., I weep a little .. I miss him already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I started to worry.. Worry that time fly pass me. That I would have miss all the precious time him. I always wanted to see my son grow. See every single improvement in him.Be there 24/7 to keep him warm, to keep him happy , to keep him safe.I don't want to regret in the future that I have traded all this with Money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It seems in a blink of eye my little boy has grown up. He undertands  what we tells him, he can wave bye, he can clap whenever he did something exciting or proud. He also rebel a lot lately towards whatever not in his favor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I pray to God that give me more time, bless me with financial stability. I'm building a castle for my Prince. I need more blessing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Son son is 8 months old now, learning to crawl soon he'll learn to walk. Some people ask me when am I going to stop nursing him. Well, from the bottom from my heart.. I wanted to nurse him forever!!! There's a closeness between us that no one else can have whenever i'm nursing him. He's gentle, he hold me close, he call me Mama, he rub  my belly. I cherish every single moment we spend together. So, fren.. no i'm not weaning him so fast, as long as he still wants me..or at least another 1/2 a year.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16756599-9098615039785931876?l=moneyeyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moneyeyes.blogspot.com/feeds/9098615039785931876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16756599&amp;postID=9098615039785931876' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16756599/posts/default/9098615039785931876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16756599/posts/default/9098615039785931876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moneyeyes.blogspot.com/2007/06/time-flies.html' title='Times Fly'/><author><name>Money=Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02284595424464396671</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rzQMRAJsHZU/RnEEzz3IZVI/AAAAAAAAAB4/w_yUsMrO1y0/s72-c/IMG_8986.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16756599.post-5417233915828992684</id><published>2007-05-30T02:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-30T08:25:42.118-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My  B B</title><content type='html'>Ladies &amp; gentlemen,&lt;br /&gt;I present u..... MY 'B'..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;embed src="http://widget-6b.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" scale="noscale" salign="l" wmode="transparent" flashvars="site=widget-6b.slide.com&amp;channel=216172782122572395&amp;cy=be&amp;il=1" width="400" height="300" name="flashticker" align="middle"/&gt;&lt;div style="width:400px;text-align:left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?ad=1&amp;tt=14&amp;sk=13&amp;cy=be&amp;th=33&amp;id=216172782122572395&amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-6b.slide.com/p1/216172782122572395/be_t014_v000_a001_f00/images/xslide1.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?ad=1&amp;tt=14&amp;sk=13&amp;cy=be&amp;th=33&amp;id=216172782122572395&amp;map=2" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-6b.slide.com/p2/216172782122572395/be_t014_v000_a001_f00/images/xslide2.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16756599-5417233915828992684?l=moneyeyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moneyeyes.blogspot.com/feeds/5417233915828992684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16756599&amp;postID=5417233915828992684' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16756599/posts/default/5417233915828992684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16756599/posts/default/5417233915828992684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moneyeyes.blogspot.com/2007/05/my-b-b.html' title='My  B B'/><author><name>Money=Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02284595424464396671</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16756599.post-2551015796767252806</id><published>2007-05-28T08:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-28T09:09:47.570-07:00</updated><title type='text'>This Kiss</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;embed src="http://widget-7b.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" scale="noscale" salign="l" wmode="transparent" flashvars="site=widget-7b.slide.com&amp;channel=216172782122425723&amp;cy=be&amp;il=1" width="426" height="320" name="flashticker" align="middle"/&gt;&lt;div style="width:426px;text-align:left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?ad=1&amp;tt=13&amp;sk=2&amp;cy=be&amp;th=26&amp;id=216172782122425723&amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-7b.slide.com/p1/216172782122425723/be_t013_v000_a001_f00/images/xslide1.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?ad=1&amp;tt=13&amp;sk=2&amp;cy=be&amp;th=26&amp;id=216172782122425723&amp;map=2" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-7b.slide.com/p2/216172782122425723/be_t013_v000_a001_f00/images/xslide2.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't want another heartbreak&lt;br /&gt;I don't need another turn to cry&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to learn the hard way&lt;br /&gt;Baby hello, oh no, goodbye&lt;br /&gt;But you got me like a rocket&lt;br /&gt;Shooting straight across the sky...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's the way you love me&lt;br /&gt;It's a feeling like this--&lt;br /&gt;It's centrifugal motion&lt;br /&gt;It's perpetual bliss.&lt;br /&gt;It's that pivotal moment&lt;br /&gt;It's impossible&lt;br /&gt;This kiss, this kiss&lt;br /&gt;(Unstoppable)&lt;br /&gt;This kiss, this kiss&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cinderella said to snow white&lt;br /&gt;How does love get so off course?&lt;br /&gt;All I wanted was a white knight&lt;br /&gt;With a good heart, soft touch, fast horse.&lt;br /&gt;Ride me off into the sunset&lt;br /&gt;Baby, I'm forever yours&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can kiss me in the moonlight&lt;br /&gt;On the rooftop under the sky&lt;br /&gt;You can kiss me with the windows open&lt;br /&gt;While the rain comes pouring inside&lt;br /&gt;Kiss me in sweet slow motion&lt;br /&gt;Let's let every thing slide&lt;br /&gt;You got me floating, you got me flying&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16756599-2551015796767252806?l=moneyeyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moneyeyes.blogspot.com/feeds/2551015796767252806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16756599&amp;postID=2551015796767252806' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16756599/posts/default/2551015796767252806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16756599/posts/default/2551015796767252806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moneyeyes.blogspot.com/2007/05/this-kiss.html' title='This Kiss'/><author><name>Money=Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02284595424464396671</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16756599.post-6775769373613802049</id><published>2007-05-20T07:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-20T07:50:05.115-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Swimming Party (at home)</title><content type='html'>My baby is really a water boy.. he LOVES shower, so as we find its about time for him to start swimming, we start it with his little pool!.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;embed src="http://widget-ea.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" scale="noscale" salign="l" wmode="transparent" flashvars="cy=bl&amp;amp;il=1&amp;amp;channel=216172782121952234&amp;amp;site=widget-ea.slide.com" style="width:400px;height:320px" name="flashticker" align="middle"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div style="width:400px;text-align:left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?ad=1&amp;amp;tt=21&amp;amp;sk=360287970322042475&amp;amp;cy=bl&amp;amp;th=8&amp;amp;id=216172782121952234&amp;amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-ea.slide.com/p1/216172782121952234/bl_t021_v000_a001_f00/images/xslide1.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?ad=1&amp;amp;tt=21&amp;amp;sk=360287970322042475&amp;amp;cy=bl&amp;amp;th=8&amp;amp;id=216172782121952234&amp;amp;map=2" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-ea.slide.com/p2/216172782121952234/bl_t021_v000_a001_f00/images/xslide2.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16756599-6775769373613802049?l=moneyeyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moneyeyes.blogspot.com/feeds/6775769373613802049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16756599&amp;postID=6775769373613802049' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16756599/posts/default/6775769373613802049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16756599/posts/default/6775769373613802049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moneyeyes.blogspot.com/2007/05/my-swimming-party-at-home.html' title='My Swimming Party (at home)'/><author><name>Money=Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02284595424464396671</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16756599.post-3110271145115131576</id><published>2007-05-17T02:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-20T07:42:31.933-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Shoe - My Obsession</title><content type='html'>Ever since I have my little precious... I discover a new PASSION..that is SHOE..!! Not mine but my son's!&lt;br /&gt;Here are some of my son son's shoe collection:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;embed src="http://widget-3e.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" scale="noscale" salign="l" wmode="transparent" flashvars="cy=bb&amp;amp;il=1&amp;amp;channel=144115188083887422&amp;amp;site=widget-3e.slide.com" style="width:400px;height:325px" name="flashticker" align="middle"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div style="width:400px;text-align:left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?ad=1&amp;amp;tt=24&amp;amp;sk=4&amp;amp;cy=bb&amp;amp;th=20&amp;amp;id=144115188083887422&amp;amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-3e.slide.com/p1/144115188083887422/bb_t024_v000_a001_f00/images/xslide1.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?ad=1&amp;amp;tt=24&amp;amp;sk=4&amp;amp;cy=bb&amp;amp;th=20&amp;amp;id=144115188083887422&amp;amp;map=2" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-3e.slide.com/p2/144115188083887422/bb_t024_v000_a001_f00/images/xslide2.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16756599-3110271145115131576?l=moneyeyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moneyeyes.blogspot.com/feeds/3110271145115131576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16756599&amp;postID=3110271145115131576' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16756599/posts/default/3110271145115131576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16756599/posts/default/3110271145115131576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moneyeyes.blogspot.com/2007/05/shoe-my-obsession.html' title='Shoe - My Obsession'/><author><name>Money=Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02284595424464396671</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16756599.post-5181307681993418615</id><published>2007-05-08T03:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T16:07:34.395-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mom - A dedication</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rzQMRAJsHZU/RkF2VcGBjrI/AAAAAAAAABk/DJoSaElm9C8/s1600-h/gwil20911.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rzQMRAJsHZU/RkF2VcGBjrI/AAAAAAAAABk/DJoSaElm9C8/s320/gwil20911.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5062457566831939250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow.. this is my 1st year of celebrating mother's day as a mother!!I'm happy..I've got a new hp as a gift from my husband. But the truth is all i wanted is to spend this day with my son son..maybe in secret recipe to share a piece of nice cake. And I only have one wish..'may my little precious be healthy always'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is not another lame write up for Mother's Day Celebration. Although this special day is just around the corner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm putting this up to remind myself what a total failure i am as a daughter.Again this  year I've fail to provide what my mum wanted the most.. a place call home.Its been my no.1 dream and focus for the past few years and yet this another year of empty promises.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She mentioned about wanting a massage chair 2 years ago as one of her fren got it as a mother's day present..I told myself then that i'll try to get one for her this year..but again i can't even afford the head rest!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I praying hard that by this time next year i won't be writing this again..As by then i'm sure i'll be busy help her packing to our new house.!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16756599-5181307681993418615?l=moneyeyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moneyeyes.blogspot.com/feeds/5181307681993418615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16756599&amp;postID=5181307681993418615' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16756599/posts/default/5181307681993418615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16756599/posts/default/5181307681993418615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moneyeyes.blogspot.com/2007/05/mom-dedication.html' title='Mom - A dedication'/><author><name>Money=Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02284595424464396671</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rzQMRAJsHZU/RkF2VcGBjrI/AAAAAAAAABk/DJoSaElm9C8/s72-c/gwil20911.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16756599.post-8524098685249572252</id><published>2007-05-07T03:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T16:07:34.539-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Have I Told U Lately, Son..?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rzQMRAJsHZU/Rj79V8GBjpI/AAAAAAAAABU/aEMDw6ycwLo/s1600-h/01042007241.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rzQMRAJsHZU/Rj79V8GBjpI/AAAAAAAAABU/aEMDw6ycwLo/s320/01042007241.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061761584561491602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have I told you lately that I love you&lt;br /&gt;Have I told you there's no one else above you&lt;br /&gt;You fill my heart with gladness&lt;br /&gt;Take away all my sadness&lt;br /&gt;Ease my troubles, that's what you do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the morning sun and all it's glory&lt;br /&gt;Greets the day with hope and comfort, too&lt;br /&gt;You fill my heart with laughter&lt;br /&gt;Somehow, you make it better&lt;br /&gt;Ease my troubles, that's what you do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's a love that's divine&lt;br /&gt;And it's yours and it's mine&lt;br /&gt;Like the sun&lt;br /&gt;And at the end of the day&lt;br /&gt;We should give thanks and pray&lt;br /&gt;To the one, to the one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have I told you lately that I love you&lt;br /&gt;Have I told you there's no one else above you&lt;br /&gt;You fill my heart with gladness&lt;br /&gt;Take away all my sadness&lt;br /&gt;Ease my troubles, that's what you do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's a love that's divine&lt;br /&gt;And it's yours and it's mine&lt;br /&gt;Like the sun&lt;br /&gt;And at the end of the day&lt;br /&gt;We should give thanks and pray&lt;br /&gt;To the one, to the one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have I told you lately that I love you&lt;br /&gt;Have I told you there's no one else above you&lt;br /&gt;You fill my heart with gladness&lt;br /&gt;Take away all my sadness&lt;br /&gt;Ease my troubles, that's what you do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take away my sadness, fill my life with gladness&lt;br /&gt;Ease my troubles, that's what you do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take away my sadness, fill my life with gladness&lt;br /&gt;Ease my troubles, that's what you do&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16756599-8524098685249572252?l=moneyeyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moneyeyes.blogspot.com/feeds/8524098685249572252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16756599&amp;postID=8524098685249572252' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16756599/posts/default/8524098685249572252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16756599/posts/default/8524098685249572252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moneyeyes.blogspot.com/2007/05/have-i-told-u-lately-son.html' title='Have I Told U Lately, Son..?'/><author><name>Money=Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02284595424464396671</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rzQMRAJsHZU/Rj79V8GBjpI/AAAAAAAAABU/aEMDw6ycwLo/s72-c/01042007241.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16756599.post-8127386463667284691</id><published>2007-05-02T02:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T16:07:34.680-08:00</updated><title type='text'>7 months has passed us by</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rzQMRAJsHZU/RkAFwMGBjqI/AAAAAAAAABc/VSnziUo9ekA/s1600-h/IMG_8340.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rzQMRAJsHZU/RkAFwMGBjqI/AAAAAAAAABc/VSnziUo9ekA/s320/IMG_8340.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5062052306602790562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My baby is 7 months old today, also means that i've been a proud mother for 7 months. &lt;br /&gt;its been an emotional roller coasters. Not that i'm sad at times but I have the feeling of worries for my baby all the times. Its been the most challenging time of my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7 months is not a long period..not short either. I remember the 1st 1-2 months was the toughest. i held on to my baby basically alone...trying to fine tune my little child's need &amp; preference..After that, all i can note down was every single of his smile, each of his speech and all the mobility improvement everyday. Its Beautiful..watching him growing up.Anyway this is what I wanted in the beginning.. watching him grow. I want to be the 1st to see him smile, to be around when he needs someone..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stay as a full time mother for 5 months before started to work again, getting back to work isn't easy at all. I miss my sweetie every single moment, wondering what's happening &amp; what's he's doing..somehow i can't kick off the attachment from him.I really have to thanks my beloved mother who willingly gave up her easy job and take him over, she is the best person to take my place when i'm not around, in fact she's even better.She and my dad love him more than anything on earth. I should be considered Blessed.But..I still look at my mobile phone (with his picture) every now &amp; then..even in a conversation with clients..my mind is still with him. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, what i appreciate the most was every evening when i reach home, i see that smile.. the sweet little smile that i long for each day. The very same smile that assure me everytime that everything is going to be ok and every fight is worth it as long as he's there for me..and i know he will.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16756599-8127386463667284691?l=moneyeyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moneyeyes.blogspot.com/feeds/8127386463667284691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16756599&amp;postID=8127386463667284691' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16756599/posts/default/8127386463667284691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16756599/posts/default/8127386463667284691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moneyeyes.blogspot.com/2007/05/7-months-has-pass-us-by.html' title='7 months has passed us by'/><author><name>Money=Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02284595424464396671</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rzQMRAJsHZU/RkAFwMGBjqI/AAAAAAAAABc/VSnziUo9ekA/s72-c/IMG_8340.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16756599.post-420025095203999202</id><published>2007-04-26T03:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-26T03:46:32.743-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Faces of Happiness</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;embed src="http://widget-ac.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" scale="noscale" salign="l" wmode="transparent" flashvars="cy=lt&amp;il=1&amp;channel=144115188082868908&amp;site=widget-ac.slide.com" style="width:400px;height:300px" name="flashticker" align="middle"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div style="width:400px;text-align:left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?ad=0&amp;tt=25&amp;sk=0&amp;cy=lt&amp;th=0&amp;id=144115188082868908&amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-ac.slide.com/p1/144115188082868908/lt_t025_v000_a000_f00/images/xslide1.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 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cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rzQMRAJsHZU/Rid92CexRTI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Ckzf6DsgwmU/s320/13-04-07_1056.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5055147474079008050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16756599-4901825288131926862?l=moneyeyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moneyeyes.blogspot.com/feeds/4901825288131926862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16756599&amp;postID=4901825288131926862' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16756599/posts/default/4901825288131926862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16756599/posts/default/4901825288131926862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moneyeyes.blogspot.com/2007/04/close-to-you.html' title='Close to You (OUR SONG)'/><author><name>Money=Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02284595424464396671</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rzQMRAJsHZU/Rid92CexRTI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Ckzf6DsgwmU/s72-c/13-04-07_1056.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16756599.post-1361723941377500618</id><published>2007-04-14T07:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T16:07:35.334-08:00</updated><title type='text'>When He Calls MAMA</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rzQMRAJsHZU/RieATCexRVI/AAAAAAAAAAc/MuFtxvE7jVo/s1600-h/IMG_7986(e).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rzQMRAJsHZU/RieATCexRVI/AAAAAAAAAAc/MuFtxvE7jVo/s320/IMG_7986(e).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5055150171318469970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My baby calls me MAMA today!!! Its not the 1st time he calls me that.. i remember the 1st time was when he was crying for me (somewhere around 4 months old).he was crying in the Popo arms at 3am and I went to him..he calls Maaaa...when he saw me.I was so overjoy eventhough he's crying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But this time is different... he calls me rite in front of everyone in our car afetr a mamak lunch.. when i ask him to call Mama.. then almost immediately called me MAMA. I hugs him closely.. &amp; I weep a little as I feel so proud..like the luckiest Mother in the World&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16756599-1361723941377500618?l=moneyeyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moneyeyes.blogspot.com/feeds/1361723941377500618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16756599&amp;postID=1361723941377500618' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16756599/posts/default/1361723941377500618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16756599/posts/default/1361723941377500618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moneyeyes.blogspot.com/2007/04/when-he-calls-mama.html' title='When He Calls MAMA'/><author><name>Money=Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02284595424464396671</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rzQMRAJsHZU/RieATCexRVI/AAAAAAAAAAc/MuFtxvE7jVo/s72-c/IMG_7986(e).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16756599.post-2943774745014173076</id><published>2007-04-06T00:08:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T16:07:35.754-08:00</updated><title type='text'>He's No.1 in Mix.FM!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rzQMRAJsHZU/RisGryexRZI/AAAAAAAAAA8/EjaQ5l97icI/s1600-h/cutest2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rzQMRAJsHZU/RisGryexRZI/AAAAAAAAAA8/EjaQ5l97icI/s320/cutest2.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5056142356008486290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rzQMRAJsHZU/RisGgiexRYI/AAAAAAAAAA0/Roc-lbrLG18/s1600-h/cutest1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rzQMRAJsHZU/RisGgiexRYI/AAAAAAAAAA0/Roc-lbrLG18/s320/cutest1.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5056142162734957954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup.. My precious is the CUTEST BABY in MIX.FM..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes he's number 1!! He's always number 1 in Mama hearts...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;View it @ http://www.mix.fm/05/interests/baby/gallery.asp&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16756599-2943774745014173076?l=moneyeyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moneyeyes.blogspot.com/feeds/2943774745014173076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16756599&amp;postID=2943774745014173076' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16756599/posts/default/2943774745014173076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16756599/posts/default/2943774745014173076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moneyeyes.blogspot.com/2007/04/hes-no1-in-mixfm_20.html' title='He&apos;s No.1 in Mix.FM!!'/><author><name>Money=Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02284595424464396671</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rzQMRAJsHZU/RisGryexRZI/AAAAAAAAAA8/EjaQ5l97icI/s72-c/cutest2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16756599.post-6492727542748070096</id><published>2007-02-20T07:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T16:07:36.086-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Faces of Happiness or Pity</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rzQMRAJsHZU/RieCkCexRXI/AAAAAAAAAAs/mIFLgMym2cM/s1600-h/wallpaper.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rzQMRAJsHZU/RieCkCexRXI/AAAAAAAAAAs/mIFLgMym2cM/s320/wallpaper.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5055152662399501682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are the faces of my little precious in a clinic. Eventhough he's down with diarrhea, he still have the fresh adorable look to pose for the yeeyee. He's a strong strong boy.. its only take him 2 days to fully recover. But sad part is that i can't nurse him during this period as he can't take lactose. It pretty harsh on him as his normal day he'll be almost 100% on MAMA. Now that he's not feeling well, yet Mama cannot Comfort &amp; Love him that much...so pity.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16756599-6492727542748070096?l=moneyeyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moneyeyes.blogspot.com/feeds/6492727542748070096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16756599&amp;postID=6492727542748070096' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16756599/posts/default/6492727542748070096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16756599/posts/default/6492727542748070096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moneyeyes.blogspot.com/2007/04/faces-of-happiness.html' title='Faces of Happiness or Pity'/><author><name>Money=Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02284595424464396671</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rzQMRAJsHZU/RieCkCexRXI/AAAAAAAAAAs/mIFLgMym2cM/s72-c/wallpaper.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16756599.post-116402039182567205</id><published>2006-11-20T02:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-20T02:59:51.843-08:00</updated><title type='text'>DIARY: New Chapter</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4401/1599/1600/Picture%2848%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4401/1599/320/Picture%2848%29.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st October, 06&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Diary,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At 10pm sharp, my husband &amp; I was awaiting at the reception of the Damansara Hospital to be admitted for my induction as I was already past 1 week due. At 1am 2nd October they inserted the induced pill &amp; I went to bed praying for an easy delivery by next morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At 7pm, I was informed that my dilation did not improve at all..they add dosage. I started to feel the contraction kicking in. Bit by bit, pain by pain. The father to be seems to be a bit worried &amp; advised me to get the “Epidural’. As he for see is going to be a long labour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At 10am, I was wheeled to the labour room although I was only 2 cm dilated. There, Dr. Guna broke my water bag &amp; suggested that I shall increase the dosage of drip to push the dilation and I took the Epidural without fear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had pretty good rest &amp; relax mood until Dr Guna turn up again at 2pm. My dilation only improve by 1cm.. Caesarean was the next thing he suggested if by 3pm the dilation did not improve up to 8cm. In fact he get the midwife to prepare the operation room at 3pm for me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once the Dr left, I told my hubby that I had the determination that natural birth was my only choice. Though I sound strong, but deep in my, I had great fear.Not the fear of being cut &amp; pain.. but fear of the double cost it will incur &amp; I will not be able to breast feed my baby later on. Tears start pouring and I started to ask GOD for blessing, if this is what He had planned for us.. I’ll accept it. But, I prayed hard that I’ll go through it without the knife.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I knew He heard my prayer, as my baby has been stable all the while even though its been hours that he’s in me without the placenta. At this time, I heard the nurses were busy preparing the operation theatre for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3pm comes, after a checked up.. Dr. Guna found that I was dilated up to 8cm in an hour!! I could not thank God more!! Praise him my Almighty God!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Immediately the midwife started to get me pushing as my baby have not engaged to my pelvic .After pushing for 3 hours &amp; fainted once, again C- section was mentioned. I was ask to be prepared. At this time my anesthetic, Dr. Helmi assure the midwife &amp; myself that I can make it..&amp; ask me to pray. Yes, I need another miracle at this point of time. So, I ask God for favour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lucky that Dr. Guna did not give up on me..&amp; my baby is being very supportive… he&lt;br /&gt;has very healthy heart beat. After another half an hour of hectic pushing.. Suddenly I fell asleep.. &amp; my hubby wakes me up with a loud call saying “one more push”. I look at him &amp; saw tears rolling down. I asked, is he out?? Yes.. just one more push.. so I gather all my strength &amp; push the hardest one last time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My life started to fill with colorful rainbow at the moment the Dr. place my “Precious” on my chest. I had a good look at him &amp; started to call him by his name &amp; whisper to him that I’m your “Mummy”. I couldn’t thank God for more as the Dr. took Isaac away to be cleaned and do the procedure of the Apgar chart. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My precious is perfectly healthy, opened his bright eyes..I couldn’t help but thinking that he’s having a good view at the mummy.. I told my hubby, who has been at my side all this hours.. that.. our life is about to changed this moment on..Now there 3 of us………&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16756599-116402039182567205?l=moneyeyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moneyeyes.blogspot.com/feeds/116402039182567205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16756599&amp;postID=116402039182567205' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16756599/posts/default/116402039182567205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16756599/posts/default/116402039182567205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moneyeyes.blogspot.com/2006/11/diary-new-chapter.html' title='DIARY: New Chapter'/><author><name>Money=Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02284595424464396671</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16756599.post-115495042735461088</id><published>2006-08-07T04:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-19T05:33:27.540-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Mummy's Heart Is In the Womb!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4401/1599/1600/bld056279.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4401/1599/320/bld056279.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dedicating to Mothers &amp; Wannabe Mothers,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm interested in writing this as i'm getting closer to my expectant date. As a new mummy, I really can't wait to meet this biggest "GIFT" from God. I would like to share some tips with people that is interested in this topic from the experience that i've gone through during this 40 weeks period..I will some how furnish this topic part by part as I'll take time to complete this.. anyhow i'll finish it before my very own precious due. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To ladies out there, enjoy every moment of your pregnancy.. as its the most wonderful and amazing things ever can happen to you. You'll realise somehow you will start to love your mother more...and nothing really matters to you but your little one in your belly.&lt;br /&gt;and as for the men, cherish and appreciate the women that willing to go through and sacrifies this with you. Only the one who love you enough will give up all the beauty  and dare to face the pain to go through this FOR you. Have patients &amp; be there for her..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Pre-pregnancy&lt;/span&gt;-  plan 3 months ahead, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Health&lt;/span&gt;:(apply to both man &amp; woman)&lt;br /&gt;a) make sure all your immunisation (jab) like Rubella, Heppatitis A &amp; B, TB and so..still valid.&lt;br /&gt;b) Do a blood test on the immunisation plus whether u have any blood disorder like Thalasemia, Anemia or so..&lt;br /&gt;c) Get enough of nutrition to boost fertility and to ensure the cells(sperms &amp; ovums)is healthy (very important).&lt;br /&gt;Nutrient that you need :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Folic - brocolli, &lt;br /&gt;Iron - green leaves vege&lt;br /&gt;Calcium - &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things to avoid&lt;/span&gt;:Coffee, tea, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) During Pregnancy:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;1st Trimester&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once you miss your period for approximately 2 weeks.. visit the gynae, ask for friends recommendation &amp; go for the nearest for convenience and in case of SOS. Tell the gynae the 1st day u had your last menstual ( not the last day)for the calculation of a due date. You will be expecting an ultra-sound scan with a 1cm blood lump with heart beating. You have to revisit the gynae monthly until the 3rd trimester as a follow up. Doctor will prescript Multivitamins with folics or more depends on the mother condition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the end of this trimester, nausea will be reduced or gone. this 3rd months visit will show you the baby has turn into fetus. Approximatly 3cm - 5cm in size. You can feel the heart beat is stronger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Emotion&lt;/span&gt;:weepy, extra-sensitive, vunerable ( wondering what it gonna be as a mummy),&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Symptoms&lt;/span&gt;: Nausea, tongue taste metallic, fatique, dizzy, gum bleeding, tummy bloated (wind), craving.&lt;br /&gt;Health:Eat smaller portion of food but increase in frequency - 5-6 meals a day. Cut down on meat but increase on eating fruits &amp; vege. Take more soup as warm liquid can make your tummy soother. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Folic - &lt;br /&gt;Protein - Soy&lt;br /&gt;Calcium - &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Things to avoid&lt;/span&gt;: Minty stuff (it will make your nausea worse &amp; create wind in tummy)&lt;br /&gt;minimise cooling food like cincau , water melon &amp; pineapples (old wife's tale). Boiled herbs ( as it may contained mercury).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;2nd Trimester&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you enter your 13th weeks, the morning symptom will reduce gradually..but to some lady, its just the beginning. Tummy started to show, you will fine clothing is a bit tight..try to wear some lose pants and blouse. Since in this trimester u feel pretty well.. start to shop for maternity clothes but buy in a size bigger as u &amp; the baby will grow pretty fast. Shop for bra that is suitable to your current size just buy 2 pairs as our breast size will varies thoughout the whole pregnancy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the time when u feel so excited being a mom..that u will start looking at babies stuff.. don't over indulge (which I did). List down the baby things that u need. Put up a budget on the stuff.. window shop around as baby stuff is way more expensive than u think. Example, clothing, nappies, equipment, feeding equipments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By this trimester u should consider to enroll to some "Antenatal Class" with your spouse.Its pretty useful for 1st time parents... especially for those that doesn't enjoy reading...plus it can make your spouse realise a mother to be ancious &amp; sacrifies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;List:&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clothing:&lt;br /&gt;1) pyjamas (long pants &amp; shirts &amp; nite rompers) - 4-6 pairs ( infant)&lt;br /&gt;2) day wear ( short sleeves shirt &amp; pants &amp; day rompers) - 3-6 pairs (infant)&lt;br /&gt;3) Mitten &amp; booties - 3 pairs&lt;br /&gt;4) clothes wrapper ( cloth that wrap baby below 1month) - 2 pcs&lt;br /&gt;5) cloth nappies &amp; nappies wrappers (3pcs) - 1 dozen if u mixed it with diapers&lt;br /&gt;6) Diapers infants (2 packs) S size (2 packs) - as baby grow fast.&lt;br /&gt;7) Napkin &amp; handkerchief - 3 pcs each&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Equipment:&lt;br /&gt;1) Baby cot, bed, bedding set - can easily cost up to rm1K&lt;br /&gt;2) Stroller - get those that is 3 in 1 as u can use from infant to toddler &amp; it comes with car seat.&lt;br /&gt;3) Baby shower tubs ( make sure it comes with non slip layer)&lt;br /&gt;4) rocking chair - optional&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nursing / Feeding equipment:&lt;br /&gt;1) Strilizer&lt;br /&gt;2) Bottles - 4-6 bottles for breast feeding as u need to store extra pumped milk &amp;(3-4 for formula feeding) &lt;br /&gt;3) nipple pads ( disposable)&lt;br /&gt;4) baby bath, baby oil/lotion, baby cream ( for sensitive area)&lt;br /&gt;5) baby wipes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* do not apply baby powder to your infant as recent study shows that baby powder can block babies breathing, causes athsma or pneumonia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Recent studies show that Animal (cow's) milk will take effect on the baby, like allergy,  as animal hormones will be transfer into the baby in the womb. Therefore, I'm recomending soy drink to give you the better, safer &amp; sufficient protein  you needed. As SOY is a natural plant food&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16756599-115495042735461088?l=moneyeyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moneyeyes.blogspot.com/feeds/115495042735461088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16756599&amp;postID=115495042735461088' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16756599/posts/default/115495042735461088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16756599/posts/default/115495042735461088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moneyeyes.blogspot.com/2006/08/mummys-heart-is-in-womb.html' title='A Mummy&apos;s Heart Is In the Womb!'/><author><name>Money=Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02284595424464396671</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16756599.post-114900387469377019</id><published>2006-05-30T07:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-31T04:00:13.896-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cash Cash Cash, Earn Earn Earn,Save Save Save</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4401/1599/1600/is172001.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4401/1599/320/is172001.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My BOY BOY is coming in about 4 months times. Which is mean i was left with only this 150 short days to work out a sum of at RM20k (my target) to provide everything for my precious... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Pre &amp; Post-Delivery :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Medical &amp; Check up Fee...RM3K (HUBBY TAB)&lt;br /&gt;Delivery Fee...RM10K&lt;br /&gt;Buying pram &amp; cot &amp; Bed ...RM2k&lt;br /&gt;Clothing &amp; pampers...RM1K (HUBBY TAB)&lt;br /&gt;Nutritional food...12K (HUBBY TAB)&lt;br /&gt;Milk &amp; bottles &amp; sterilizer &amp; fidge...RM1k (HUBBY TAB)&lt;br /&gt;Confinement fee...RM3K&lt;br /&gt;Powder &amp; lotions &amp; etc.... RM1k&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh My... actually I have yet to recover from my 'Wedding Bliss' (Blood). But.. to think of it again.. that there'll never be a better time to start a family.. and there's always be an accuse for not getting thing started..&lt;br /&gt;So, what i do... most of the time.. &lt;strong&gt;DO IT 1st&lt;/strong&gt;, get the solution later as it already become your &lt;strong&gt;push factor to start kicking&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some people say its not timing for Marriage or a family, because financial not stable.. so my question is, when is ready? when is stable?&lt;br /&gt;why not ready? why not stable?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are human.. thus we're always selfish.. WE always know how to pamper ourselves! Eat glotunly, drink luxury, wear branded &amp; of course holiday!! Just calculate these expensense we spend on our own a year..you'll be surprise how u can actually trade it with a comfy  property. Or trade it with a wife/husband or even a child!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just realise this fact not long ago, when i started to get pregnant, i spend 24/7 at home..thus only clear my credit cards &amp; pay loans..with a little left..&amp; i'm suprise after 3 months.. its quite a sum!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now, I got 2 plan, SAVE &amp; EARN, relying on saving is not so sufficient as the target is pretty high for me. So, youngsters... think of earning extra. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we always come across people or friends who always complaining that 'money not enough'. But strange, they never do anything about it.True we only have a pair of hands, but we have a large brains. There's always a way to find extra. Just matter of u are &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;searching for opportunity&lt;/span&gt; or &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;waiting for opportunity&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My husband &amp; I saw one about 9 months ago..after a long searching &amp; discovering, and much calculation.. we find that MLM business is a way out. we just started to get aggresive.. around 3 months ago..but we started to see some consistent result.. not much but sufficient to buy back/compliment some nutritional food for me &amp; baby. And I know soon, it'll grow to more that sufficient.Best of all , this MLM is dealing with health food. I always like the feeling by helping people.. not free but at least I sell something that is Good &amp; Beneficial&lt;br /&gt;to people rather than sell something that people don;t need or u'll have a feeling like somehow cheating people..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MY target (June onwards): Earn Extra (minus the own consumption) + Save (from passive income ie salary)  = &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;RM2k each month.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can do it..so are u.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16756599-114900387469377019?l=moneyeyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moneyeyes.blogspot.com/feeds/114900387469377019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16756599&amp;postID=114900387469377019' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16756599/posts/default/114900387469377019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16756599/posts/default/114900387469377019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moneyeyes.blogspot.com/2006/05/cash-cash-cash-earn-earn-earnsave-save.html' title='Cash Cash Cash, Earn Earn Earn,Save Save Save'/><author><name>Money=Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02284595424464396671</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16756599.post-114859202967087986</id><published>2006-05-25T13:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-25T14:20:29.723-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Little Boy, My Precious Boy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4401/1599/1600/S_15.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4401/1599/320/S_15.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As i'm in my 5th month of my pregnancy now, I realise having a baby is such a JOY! I've started having this feeling growing more &amp; more since the 3rd month after all the morning sickness gone.. then i'm beginning to enjoy the ancious motherhood!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Frankly, before I was holding the title of MRS, i always wonder how would it be to become a mother, and i can only picture myself being a 'Part Time " mummy... as full time working &amp; only meet my baby at nite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then when the BIG NEWS came.. i'm not sure that i actually prepare for it..but nevertheless i'm happy...Since the early of my pregnancy, I somehow knew that it going to be a "kuku bird" in me... don't know why..just a feeling..then after the 4th month screening... the practitioner confirm as a BOY gave me a tremendous JOY!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Half way through my pregnancy now, a lot that i've learn &amp; i see how things can changes my life instantly. Patience somehow slip in me... i'm no longer getting angry at things fast &amp; fussy..&amp; I discover that I like to spend time alone.. talking &amp; singing to my little junior... &amp; read. When my hubby when holiday with the staff lately without me (voluntary).. i'm actually ok..&amp; relaxing.. without feeling jealous that i'm out of the Fun Picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started to play with the idea of being a full time MUMMY, as i feel no better candidate to take care of my Precious than me &amp; myself. Naturally baby nursing &amp; all the breast feeding kicks in my mind. I'll do it! I will find a way.. soon or later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shopping for my own, was no longer my itenary. All i'm interested in was my Boy Boy stuff..clothes , toys, craddle, and more..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friends, let me tell u that nothing compares..to having feel the movement of a TINY LIFE in womb, the little sommersault &amp; kicking creates a communication between us. The monthly scanning at the practitioner is what i await for, as this is the only time that i can meet my BOY BOY..seing him moving in me..will not only makes my day but the whole week!! Its such a JOY , &lt;strong&gt;A Beautiful Chapter &lt;/strong&gt;that i'm going to open in 'my little black book'..without turning back..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16756599-114859202967087986?l=moneyeyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moneyeyes.blogspot.com/feeds/114859202967087986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16756599&amp;postID=114859202967087986' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16756599/posts/default/114859202967087986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16756599/posts/default/114859202967087986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moneyeyes.blogspot.com/2006/05/my-little-boy-my-precious-boy.html' title='My Little Boy, My Precious Boy'/><author><name>Money=Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02284595424464396671</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16756599.post-114641013238107203</id><published>2006-04-30T07:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-30T08:27:22.116-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Marriage Life post Mortem (Better Than ever)</title><content type='html'>To people that concern or those who would like to take the plunge,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since my 10th December 2005, I'm officially Mrs Chin. From that day onwards, my life has been fill with Everlasting Happiness. My husband has given me fresh feeling of courting games again..its beautiful..Its hard to explain.. but its a little more like butterflies in the stomach...like a teenager who just fall in LOVE..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Movies..dinners...&amp; personnel times at our own place.He holds my hands while he's driving, give me a little cuddle even when we're lining up for movies tickets, steal a little peck whenever he can &amp; most of all... he makes effort to makes me laugh..Heaven!!! Well..maybe i don't have a perfect Wedding... but now i'm enjoying a perfect marriage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slightly more than a month has pass and as we were on our honeymoon, i'm conceived!!! its like.... JOY TO THE WORLD MY BABY HAS COME!!! Our prayer has been answered!! Praised the LORD!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next 2 months was a history that I don't want to remember... the nausea &amp; the all days symptoms was killing me..I'm very bless that my precious man was there all he can..he nurse me like a baby..with Food, Nutritional Stuff, cleaning and more..The thing that i appreciated the most were.. whenever i vomited..he's there to hold &amp; hugs me telling ME everything going to be ok ( with a glass of warm water on hand)..&amp; as i sleep earlier.., he'll be there to warm my bed &amp; my heart.. he'll hold me until i fall asleep then only he'll walk out to watch some TVs..EVERYDAY. ( Not to mention those wee wee time that he acompany me to the toilet as well)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really appreciate that GOD has sent me this man, that has walk through thick &amp; thin in my life...A loving &amp; responsible husband soon to be Daddy...Now, the only thing that i'm concern is that after i receive so much...will i be able to give back? Or did He feel the same as I'm? I will try..to be a supportive wife..i'll try to have the same frame of mind as his.. to work on our future with our little BOY ( oh ya.. its going to be Baby &lt;strong&gt;Isaac)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This precious Man + a junior on my womb of mine has "Made My Life Complete" &amp; Happiness Everyday..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just &lt;strong&gt;Love the feeling being Love&lt;/strong&gt;, pampered &amp; appreciated. So, girls...sometimes the union of 2 person officially is not as ugly or scary that has been rumoured, after all people only talks about bad things.. never the good ones..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16756599-114641013238107203?l=moneyeyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moneyeyes.blogspot.com/feeds/114641013238107203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16756599&amp;postID=114641013238107203' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16756599/posts/default/114641013238107203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16756599/posts/default/114641013238107203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moneyeyes.blogspot.com/2006/04/marriage-life-post-mortem-better-than.html' title='Marriage Life post Mortem (Better Than ever)'/><author><name>Money=Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02284595424464396671</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16756599.post-113707499343532630</id><published>2006-01-12T05:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-12T20:45:57.986-08:00</updated><title type='text'>2005 a Big Wrap Up!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4401/1599/1600/liquer.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4401/1599/320/liquer.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its been a fantastic ROCKY highway throughout THIS meaningfull year...ups &amp; down...&lt;br /&gt;2005 was a BIG significant year for me personnally ..as it watched me grow into a deep 360 degree turns. Believing to something that i never believe in the past 26 years..commiting to a life time commitment..and seing oppurtunity like never before..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 2005 Dairy Wrote:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;January&lt;/strong&gt; : Financial crisis in Company..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;February&lt;/strong&gt; : A close cousin had a rare desease, liver blogkage. A very down period.. as its about life &amp; dead situation. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;March &lt;/strong&gt;: Parents decided on our "Wedding"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;April&lt;/strong&gt; : Further Family crisis with money.Involving a very large scale of $$&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;May &lt;/strong&gt;: Buying my wedding car..CRV a dream to some..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;June &lt;/strong&gt;: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;July&lt;/strong&gt; : My Favourite sister had a bad Break Ups..it worried me sick.. 2 weeks of sleepless nite &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;August &lt;/strong&gt;: 3 sok (uncle) was diagnose with kidney failure. Emotional wreck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;September &lt;/strong&gt;: Committing to a direct selling company (E. EXCEL).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;October&lt;/strong&gt; : Believing In Christ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;November &lt;/strong&gt;: work work work!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;December&lt;/strong&gt; : Getting Married&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As 2005 wraps, looking back... i've faced the unpredicted challengge..i've learn the 'open hearts' game, accept the unaccepted, swallow my unwanted pride, faced the actual reality, cry the unwanted tears. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, Resolution for the coming year?? Nothing but good health for everyone that i care for..CHEERS&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16756599-113707499343532630?l=moneyeyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moneyeyes.blogspot.com/feeds/113707499343532630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16756599&amp;postID=113707499343532630' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16756599/posts/default/113707499343532630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16756599/posts/default/113707499343532630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moneyeyes.blogspot.com/2006/01/2005-big-wrap-up.html' title='2005 a Big Wrap Up!'/><author><name>Money=Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02284595424464396671</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16756599.post-112895581660679914</id><published>2005-10-11T00:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-11T01:00:10.873-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tired</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4401/1599/1600/bxp402021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4401/1599/320/bxp402021.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was some crazy days since middle of September, cannot tell whether days or nites..even up to now.. my new office also have yet to pack. Really 'oo si too ng tak han'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weekends pulak, busy with my wedding preparation.Imagine, find a pair of stupid shoe also need to go 5 shopping complexes and took 2 weekend..I'm gonna die..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then on the other side, my future mother in law pulak, keep on calling, for this and that…'Bila mau balik?''Pick this fella up, pick that fella up'…and never can understand what busy is.. But she never bother the 1st son and wife.. takut of them.. and according to them.. they also busy.. Ya rite work from 9-5pm is busy...then work from 9am-3am is what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There goes my very own mum pulak.. 'prop pret porp poret'.. say why this and that about the wedding haven't do..lah..why haven't do dresses for my sisterlah… why have to make the samelah..complain about my currently 2 weeks jobless father lah..Besides that worrying for my sisters lah..(i always worried for my sisters - dun know why).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I reach home averagely around 12am everyday.. not to say about my future husband.. worse(2-3am)...stress...then he'll show one kinda of face to me.. as if I cause him that..&lt;br /&gt;He is like that..once stress.. muka masam..never can change..that's why I always say..MONEY=HAPPINESS. Sebab looking for moneylah.. our relationship turn sour.. all the time..i love weekends and then when we travel back to Melaka. he'll treat me differently..soooooooooo nice..can't blame hi.. he works really hard..So basically nowadays weekdays.. I live like a single women..I dun have a solution for this.. I guess I'll never have. Unless I'm a millionhair one day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How I wish.. to join samlulu and 'tiu mui' to hangout the other day..but have to rush back to work once chosen  my wedding gown... &amp; I cincai choose only..as my handphone rings 18 times...!! Phew,fuck! Never have peace of mind..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People say got business means GOOD.. ya.. temporary I accept this so call 'look at the brighter side thingy'.. but how long.?? I really 'beh tahan already' not for a couple of year...I ALMOST collapse in my own office last month...all of a sudden that I heard some bad news from a client that some mistake have occur... the  next thing I know...I have heartache and difficulties in breathing &amp; black out.. for a moment.. I dun know how long but it seems foreve.. I thought I have a 'Stroke'!!! Lucky God haven't want me to be there with HIM! The next thing I do.. I did up a 'WILL'. What to give who..and such..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next thing I did was to meet Chin's fren for some health prescription..for both of us..we spend RM3500 just for some health food..I'm a person who never believe in those thing...afraid of dying young now. Spend a big fortune on this &amp; take it religiously...but it works well!! Really..plus I loss a little weight.&amp; kick off my caffeine habit. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later I discover that the women who sell us this health food.. actually earning RM60k a month!! Imagine that! Fuck.. a 31 years old simple lady earn that much quietly! And I work like shit , not even earning 10% of hers!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WANT TO LEARN &amp; BE AT HER PLACE..NO MATTER WHAT IT TAKES..EVEN ITS A DIRECT SELLING!!! Because to think of it..who bothers what u do..? People only see what u drive.. where u live &amp; as for me...what I earn!! I will do it...but in a smart way..I've been through rough way for the pass 10 years...I think I WAS HARD WORKING..enough..but look how far can I go?? Seriously..not that far..!! Believe it or not.. I've not even get a chance to get on a plane..!! For what?? What for??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So fren.. I'll do all my best to learn up some new skill...i have to force up some time to go learning...i can still hang on for the next 2 years..i HAVE TO MAKE IT!! Cheers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ps: next I will share all my knowledge with all of u!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16756599-112895581660679914?l=moneyeyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moneyeyes.blogspot.com/feeds/112895581660679914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16756599&amp;postID=112895581660679914' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16756599/posts/default/112895581660679914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16756599/posts/default/112895581660679914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moneyeyes.blogspot.com/2005/10/tired.html' title='Tired'/><author><name>Money=Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02284595424464396671</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16756599.post-112792491582395073</id><published>2005-09-28T09:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-28T09:28:35.826-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Shifting Office - New Golden Nest</title><content type='html'>Dearest Fren,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please be informed that My Little Tiny Advertising Agency will be shifting to Bandar Utama effectively from 1st October 2005.&lt;br /&gt;The address will be :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MiNDs Creative &amp; Advertising Studio&lt;br /&gt;No.53, Jalan BU12/4&lt;br /&gt;Bandar Utama&lt;br /&gt;47800 Petaling Jaya&lt;br /&gt;Selangor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ring Ring : 03-74918131&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, shall anyone of u need a place to snake around.. you're always welcome..as its a HOME OFFICE!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16756599-112792491582395073?l=moneyeyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moneyeyes.blogspot.com/feeds/112792491582395073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16756599&amp;postID=112792491582395073' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16756599/posts/default/112792491582395073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16756599/posts/default/112792491582395073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moneyeyes.blogspot.com/2005/09/shifting-office-new-golden-nest.html' title='Shifting Office - New Golden Nest'/><author><name>Money=Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02284595424464396671</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16756599.post-112747438651882555</id><published>2005-09-23T19:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-23T07:39:59.770-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Getting A Life Time Sentence</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4401/1599/1600/bxp35786.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4401/1599/200/bxp35786.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm interested on writing in this topic due to my jugdement date is getting close..soon in less than 70 days i'll be procecuted&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like i'm being procecuted in a majistret court..to defence myself before i'm being sentence for a lifetime..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Judge : Do you have anymore question young lady?&lt;br /&gt;M=M  : err .. ya.. plenty..&lt;br /&gt;Judge: ok , do it before i sentence u..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M=M  : 1) Will my 'outside' friend include me when there's any happening occasion?&lt;br /&gt;Judge: Maybe.. provided u go alone &amp; don't wear Cinderella shoe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M=M  : 2) Can i runaway when there's abuse of words going on?&lt;br /&gt;Judge: Maybe.. depend where..but normally only to your own mother house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M=M  : 3) Will i still be attractive to other people?&lt;br /&gt;Judge : Could be.. but man cannot come near to u.!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M=M  : 4) Will my friend store me in cool room..for in case of emergency only..?&lt;br /&gt;Judge :Most probably..!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M=M  : will my.. ..ahhh&lt;br /&gt;Judge : Ok young lady.. no more question..anyhow it won't change the outcome of the procecution... so..BANG.. you, Money=Me, is procecuted to a lifetime sentence effectively from 10th of December 2005. No revoked or refile of disatisfaction allowed no matter what happens. There will be no compensation on extra work or injuries nor even any salary is to be given even if u feel like a WHORE or MAID!The END.Court.Next....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16756599-112747438651882555?l=moneyeyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moneyeyes.blogspot.com/feeds/112747438651882555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16756599&amp;postID=112747438651882555' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16756599/posts/default/112747438651882555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16756599/posts/default/112747438651882555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moneyeyes.blogspot.com/2005/09/getting-life-time-sentence.html' title='Getting A Life Time Sentence'/><author><name>Money=Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02284595424464396671</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16756599.post-112730370810120200</id><published>2005-09-21T19:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-21T05:01:56.840-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Unconditional LOVE</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4401/1599/1600/P1040057.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4401/1599/320/P1040057.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've had a some decent conversation with a dear fren today.He is upset over some thing that happen to the him &amp; the family lately. The topic that attracted me the most is the one related to the mother. She was upset. He thinks that the sister contributed to this nightmare since her relationship with a new man. I didn't ask how the sister nor the sister's man treated her.. but when tears falling down from a mother's eyes...&lt;strong&gt;we sin&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll never say that i'm a perfect or a loving daughter.I'm a person who don't like to obviously announce or show my affection. i only have a short motive.. i want her to be happy..And i'lltry my best to make her happy. I'm the eldest in my family my job is to keep the family intact. FYI, 10 years ago i don't even talk to her.. for at least 2-3 years..&lt;br /&gt;But as i grow older now..can we see clearly? Who has been there fo the pass 20-30 years? who is the person who give me a big cheque when my business was down?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a good lecture to one of my sister.(Z).(fyi i have 3 of them).She was heart broken 2 months back after a 6 years relationship. Still recovering. Move back home.. moody all the time..i understand..she lost almost everything within a blink of eye. Not easy.But do our mother do understand? I was the one who relay the news to her &amp; keep assuring her that Z will be ok. MOM cried that nite.. she didn't even sleep for worrying for Z. Same things happen for the next  days...as for Z, u can only see her every late nite..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I came out with a silly idea of helpin Z to recover &amp; making my mom feel good at the same time.. buy a nice car.! Everyone were happy with the plan.My mum was hoping Z appreciate it &amp; will keep her at home. So the car came..no sign of Z coming home early..until yesterday..my mum call her at 10pm asking where was she..i didn't know the answer.. but my mum was upset.! Then i've got an sms form Z saying we all not understanding.. she wanted to focus in her carreer &amp; so..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not understanding? Who is not understanding now?? A mother who worried sick for the emotionally unstable child? Or the ungreatful child who make the mom worried all the time? How can u expect the mom knowing whatever u are facing out there without any comunication? When was the last time u bring ur mom for tea?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have she forgoten that whatever we have today are 101% from our dear mother? We were very very difficult when I was young. My dad got bankrupt &amp; owe people money..we got chase out from my grandma house..then we rented a "HUT" in Taikong with no money on hand.We slept on cement floor, no tv,no anything &amp; eat rejected vege &amp; meat...&lt;br /&gt;With 4 child, my mom work almost 20 hours a day to make ends meet. Waking up as early as 4am as a helper in pasar, follow by helper in a noddle stall, washing mangkuk, cleaning lady at people office, taking stranger's clothes to clean..&amp; a lot more odd jobs. Can we do that for her?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we grew up now.. who is the person who prepare the daily meal still? or offering you some $$$ when u need in emergency?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do u know that she is the only person who love us without any CONDITION?? your sibling might love u with the condition u care for them &amp; give them sufficient MONEY. Your partner (lover) will only love u provided u have good looks or good in bed or doesn't have any weird attitude.Your fren will love you only if u don't have problems or with same kinda style or even when u have plenty of $$$. So , THINK ABOUT IT!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have we ever ask ourself why we always hurt the person who is UNCONDITIONALLY LOVING us the most? with our action &amp; words? We have pressure from work or relationship or any stupid things outside... &amp; we always take them as our punching bags!! Why? Would you only want to cry out &amp; blame yourself &amp; feeling regret for not treating her good enough when her time ends?Would we?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16756599-112730370810120200?l=moneyeyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moneyeyes.blogspot.com/feeds/112730370810120200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16756599&amp;postID=112730370810120200' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16756599/posts/default/112730370810120200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16756599/posts/default/112730370810120200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moneyeyes.blogspot.com/2005/09/unconditional-love.html' title='Unconditional LOVE'/><author><name>Money=Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02284595424464396671</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16756599.post-112721250933179747</id><published>2005-09-19T18:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-21T09:21:28.803-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Home Party</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4401/1599/1600/5158.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4401/1599/200/5158.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LAST Saturday, i threw a pot luck home party.At my NEW place..I invited different group of frens..Group 1 (ex-colleague turn close frens)Jaime, EY,Kong &amp; Eric. Group 2 (turn up @ 9.30pm) Samlulu, Pew Mui &amp; Samlulu's apek. Last group (who do not know each other) Y2 &amp; Cheeky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What else on the menu?? YUM SENG!!!! I'm so glad everyone are so sporting towards each other eventhough many of them have never meet each other..&lt;br /&gt;Most importantly, need to have special thanks to Jaime who turn up early (2.00pm) to help out.. &amp; of course her grill lamb was a hot item!! Y2- for helping to wash the dishes, &amp; ask me to entertain the rest. Cheeky who brought wine, fried meehon &amp; kai yek. Samlulu &amp; Pew Mui who brought delicious curry, sew yuk &amp; top hats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its my 1st meet up with my good friend's boy boy.. frankly, 1st impression, so so...only. Maybe didn't have the chance to communicate..but as long as Samlulu suka... tapa..her choice!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kong is so nice by entertaining my guest with his tarrots card reading skill.. according to most of them, its very the 'Cun'. EY gone case..muntah pulak tu....And everyone... Eric is not gay!!!! He might be bitchy.. but he has a wife.!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheeky... Y2 is available &amp; she's a perfect girl to make as wife. Those girl that you can bring home &amp; makes your parents happy.. except.. she's slightly older if you don't mind! Go boy...otherwise, choose Jaime!! Hehehehe.. but a bit mah fan..but both these frens of mine are independant gals..have own property &amp; such..no need kepala pening one!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The good thing is at least they get to know each other now.. before my BIG day!! At least by that time they can communicate better &amp; help me hand in hand!!!Good plan heh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway i suppose everyone have fun.. if not..i'll reorganise. YUMMMMMMM SENGGGGGG&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16756599-112721250933179747?l=moneyeyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moneyeyes.blogspot.com/feeds/112721250933179747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16756599&amp;postID=112721250933179747' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16756599/posts/default/112721250933179747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16756599/posts/default/112721250933179747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moneyeyes.blogspot.com/2005/09/home-party.html' title='The Home Party'/><author><name>Money=Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02284595424464396671</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16756599.post-112688619669385579</id><published>2005-09-16T23:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-18T23:15:42.913-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Man</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4401/1599/1600/p1030467-11.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4401/1599/200/p1030467-1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its Friday nite and spending 2 hours of watching Patch Adams. Did anyone remember that Robin William acted this true story...? its my 5th time  watching this show... &amp; for all 5 times i have tears rolling down.. strange.. i knew all the storyline..but its a very good movie.. Robin William is good!! I love his movie!! Mrs Doughtfire, Jumanji, &amp; and more... well i'm alone..until my ex- colleague, EY call &amp; need some info from my office.. so i'm back in my office now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why am i alone?? My man, has accompany my little sister( Ah Fat) to watch Spice Girl's Mel C Showcase in KL..since 5pm this afternoon..Ah Fat is a die hard fans.. since little girl. She's under 18, therefore my wonderful man has volunteer to bring her there with my IC..!! Well he never knew any of these Perempuan Rempah's song.. but.. he's going for my sister sake cause non of us (the elder sister) is going to do that.. &amp; since its in a bar &amp; bistro.. he thinks its better that a man like him bringing her there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Frankly, i'm touch.. he never enjoy clubbing..but he's taking a responsible as a brother for my dear little sister..i'm proud of himm.. tumb ups to my man..!! Can plus some point!!.. can make a good husband i think??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mmm.. better reward him nicely tonite...hehhehe cheers&lt;br /&gt;ps: ladies .. sorry.. my man dun have younger brother!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16756599-112688619669385579?l=moneyeyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moneyeyes.blogspot.com/feeds/112688619669385579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16756599&amp;postID=112688619669385579' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16756599/posts/default/112688619669385579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16756599/posts/default/112688619669385579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moneyeyes.blogspot.com/2005/09/my-man.html' title='My Man'/><author><name>Money=Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02284595424464396671</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16756599.post-112686469896446676</id><published>2005-09-16T18:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-16T03:04:50.626-07:00</updated><title type='text'>LOVE ME ..LOVE ME NOT..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4401/1599/1600/IMG_11961.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4401/1599/320/IMG_1196.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have never like animals... as i think or rather feel that they don't like me..but don't get me wrong..i've multiples encounter with little creature since ...emm even i have yet to wear spectacles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was 3 or 4, my 1st pet was a black pup. I got from ah pa one evening.. he told me.. the fren's dog has give birth to plenty.. so he bought one for me..i have mixed feeling.. the little pup.. so tiny..yet at current home, my dad have a huge German Shephard.. 4 times my size..Never like him!!! he's the boundary for me to play outdoor...Name the pup blackie.. play a for a while.. started to love a 'LIVE TOY".Never see him again the next morning..he left without saying goodbye..i did not know the reason..but pity..he's still young.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, after some tour to bird park... im interested with them, the very next day, ah pa make me a giant cage. 7ft x 10ft. ! After that we went shopping for birds.. 15 pairs!! Fancy colour..i like the feeling being inside the cage together with them.. trying to catch..as days gone by..the quantity grew lesser..i felt empty..each time i came back from kinder..i see at least one on the bottom of the cage..feeling guilty one evening i let the remaining off .. actually only remain.. 3-4 of them. I got wack that evening..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bunny was my 3rd encounter..which little girl would not love a rabbit..?? Survive in my playground for merely 3 days..hah!!..then i was told by my grandma that "i'm jinks". U don't rare animals lah.. they all die because of u..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back then i don't understand..so never bother..&lt;br /&gt;So next, come a bounce of gold fish..guess what.. this time.. ah pa.. make me a swimming pool!! No joke.. a cement &amp; tiles made fish pond cum pool!!I was ah pa place the fishes one by one.. &amp;amp; get me to change to swim attire &amp; swim together with the fishes...i was like .. the MERMAID..&lt;br /&gt;So each evening.. i waited until ah pa come home.. so that he can put me in the pond..But happy days never last... as i start building mini "RIP" tombs for these little mermaids..it only last slightly more than a week..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Following, i have turtles that die in 2 days..my sisters's turtle live until now.. until we release to lakes.., also a lot others that never survive more than a week under my curse!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until, i was 20.. a bunch of fools gave me a pair of hamsters..i got mad.. having told them my pass history.. yet they got me this lively thing.! My sisters love them though.. get a lot of fancy houses for them to live in..&amp;amp; NOW WHAT?? Again in a very tragic way..they left me..they fighted &amp; bit of each other body parts... ugly.. one backside came off &amp;amp; the other one.. neck almost severe..no pet shop.. take them in.. reason?? buy a new pair... (mo tak kau)..&lt;br /&gt;For the very 1st time i broke down....&amp; ask..is it true.. what my grandma said?? But why this little creature?? Then i swear not to havemotional feeling towards any of them..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until DOOBY, my future husband's.a lab. Smart, obedient...&amp;amp; was there for him..I keep telling myself not to go near.. never start a relationship..i'll kill them!! I did.. DOOBY was with us for a year.. a wonderful year...&amp; i cry like a baby.. as she took her own way..My bf blame himself for not taking good care of her..My mom &amp;amp; ah pa was sad too..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, Faith walk in to our life..another Lab. Really .. she just walk in to our front door.. my mom think its DOOBY reincarnate..!True Faith is obedient.. not as beautiful &amp; smart as DOOBY but ...then we found out that Faith actuaclly pregnant!We'll were happy.. ah mi ah pa was anxious..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The big day comes, she gave my parents 7 grandchildren... 4 girls(like us) + 3 sons. its Precious (RIP), Miracle, Hope, Joy, Smart, Rich &amp;amp;amp; Heal..4 pure black &amp;amp; 3 pure white!! Beautiful...they are like my parents grandkids now.. spend every moment with them.. I understand though.. at least this little pups goes to them when they call..their 4 daugthers only go to them when they need money!!! ah pa make them 3 cages so far as they grew fast..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At almost 27, again i had the mixed feeling..i like to watch them play after a hard day of work.. very entertaining.. yet i never go close to them...never really hold them..i really wanted to..but again TO LOVE OR NOT TO LOVE?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps: to think of it.. i'm lucky.. ah pa always there for me..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16756599-112686469896446676?l=moneyeyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moneyeyes.blogspot.com/feeds/112686469896446676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16756599&amp;postID=112686469896446676' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16756599/posts/default/112686469896446676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16756599/posts/default/112686469896446676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moneyeyes.blogspot.com/2005/09/love-me-love-me-not.html' title='LOVE ME ..LOVE ME NOT..'/><author><name>Money=Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02284595424464396671</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16756599.post-112677038191983202</id><published>2005-09-15T00:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-15T00:46:21.923-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fuck the Hypermarket!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4401/1599/1600/funny1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4401/1599/320/funny1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had lunch in GIANT, KELANA JAYA yesterday with my colleague... then we decide to do a market survey for some sample product packaging for a client..so we enter the hypermarketlah..then i was stop by a security bitch.. asking me to leave my handbag at the counter!!! I was shock &amp; definitely piss.. so i told her nicely that its my handbag( a little huge &amp;amp; look like a document bag).. i can't leave it behind..! She told me rudely saying that my bag is too huge &amp; just take your wallet enough alreadylah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn.. then&lt;br /&gt;i blow it... i said lady... 1st.. its my choice to have such a big bag.. as i like it that way..&amp; why don't u stop those aunties that carry big bags? 2nd do u have any insurance for me if anything happen to me bag?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Both answer are no &amp;amp; no!! I wanted to continue my angry conversation there.. &amp; ask for their supervisor in charge.. no one turns up.. &amp;amp; my bf drag me away.. asking me not to make scene...the thing is...the way this bitch talking to me has make me blew maximum...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i wonder maybe if i'm in US, i'll be asking human rights.. personal rights about my choice of taste.. my choice of document look alike bags.. that cost me a bomb..&lt;br /&gt;&amp; what if those aunties that's carry PRADA? LV? FERRAGAMO??? are they going to be so ebedient to leave their thousands of ringgit worth of bags in the stupid counter ??? or these aunties never been to hypermarket at all.. therefor never face this problem??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If they are so afraid of people stealing..they should have ask people to strip off before they enter the hypermarket!!! they can hide things everywhere.. not only in a big bags like mine!! And why do they bother to purchase those security device that cost hundreds of thousand with damn annoying noise???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So ladies next time when you go for grocery shopping.. just be in your undies.. &amp; keep ur cash or credit cards in ur bra.. then they'll allow u to enter..perhaps then .. they'll scan through ur pussy.. that can hide a "can of tuna'!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16756599-112677038191983202?l=moneyeyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moneyeyes.blogspot.com/feeds/112677038191983202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16756599&amp;postID=112677038191983202' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16756599/posts/default/112677038191983202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16756599/posts/default/112677038191983202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moneyeyes.blogspot.com/2005/09/fuck-hypermarket.html' title='Fuck the Hypermarket!!'/><author><name>Money=Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02284595424464396671</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
