<?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-1586222825185929067</id><updated>2011-07-08T07:15:41.424+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby Gladys</title><subtitle type='html'>I am my mummy's darling..</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gladyschia.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1586222825185929067/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gladyschia.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Mummy Gene &amp;amp; Baby Gladys</name><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>60</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1586222825185929067.post-445425735397166117</id><published>2009-03-28T21:55:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-28T22:06:23.789+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gladys is TWO years old today!!</title><content type='html'>Gladys is TWO years old today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a good 2 years went by in a flash. My cute lil' bundle of joy suddenly turned into a terror toddler!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Photos to be uploaded soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1586222825185929067-445425735397166117?l=gladyschia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gladyschia.blogspot.com/feeds/445425735397166117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1586222825185929067&amp;postID=445425735397166117' title='44 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1586222825185929067/posts/default/445425735397166117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1586222825185929067/posts/default/445425735397166117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gladyschia.blogspot.com/2009/03/gladys-is-two-years-old-today.html' title='Gladys is TWO years old today!!'/><author><name>Mummy Gene &amp;amp; Baby Gladys</name><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>44</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1586222825185929067.post-5442045344195943800</id><published>2009-02-21T17:31:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-22T19:16:19.815+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Henderson Wave</title><content type='html'>Stanley and Marianne suggested a nice place for night stroll. It's Henderson Wave. We went there on 18th January 2009 after having ice-cream at B&amp;J and parked our vehicle at Telok Blangah Hill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The view is magnificent coz it's actually quite high from the road level, which is about 70 metres. Quite scary when you stand in the middle of the bridge and look downwards at the passing vehicles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gladys was enjoying herself running around and it seems that we're disturbing the quiet ambience as there are mostly dating couples there at night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="visibility:visible;"&gt;&lt;object type="application/x-shockwave-flash" data="http://widget-b3.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" height="320" width="426" style="width:426px;height:320px"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://widget-b3.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=648518346383229363&amp;site=widget-b3.slide.com"/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;p style="white-space:nowrap"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=ms&amp;at=un&amp;id=648518346383229363&amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-b3.slide.com/p1/648518346383229363/ms_t017_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide1.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=ms&amp;at=un&amp;id=648518346383229363&amp;map=2" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-b3.slide.com/p2/648518346383229363/ms_t017_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide2.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=ms&amp;at=un&amp;id=648518346383229363&amp;map=F" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-b3.slide.com/p4/648518346383229363/ms_t017_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide42.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had dinner at Labrador Seafood at Labrador Park on 08th February 2009. Even though the place is not crowded, we had to wait for more than 30 mins for our food to be served. The waitress claims that the kitchen is short handed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least the food is nice but the serving is too tiny, yet the bill is HUGE. It came out to almost $400 for normal zhi-cha dishes with 2 jugs of beer. But I would say, the feel is nice and the place breezy. So can enjoy a outdoor dinner with your loved ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, after dinner, Eric suggested going Henderson Wave again. This time with our folks and they really like the place. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="visibility:visible;"&gt;&lt;object type="application/x-shockwave-flash" data="http://widget-90.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" height="320" width="426" style="width:426px;height:320px"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://widget-90.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=648518346383230096&amp;site=widget-90.slide.com"/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;p style="white-space:nowrap"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=ms&amp;at=un&amp;id=648518346383230096&amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-90.slide.com/p1/648518346383230096/ms_t017_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide1.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=ms&amp;at=un&amp;id=648518346383230096&amp;map=2" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-90.slide.com/p2/648518346383230096/ms_t017_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide2.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=ms&amp;at=un&amp;id=648518346383230096&amp;map=F" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-90.slide.com/p4/648518346383230096/ms_t017_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide42.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/1586222825185929067-5442045344195943800?l=gladyschia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gladyschia.blogspot.com/feeds/5442045344195943800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1586222825185929067&amp;postID=5442045344195943800' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1586222825185929067/posts/default/5442045344195943800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1586222825185929067/posts/default/5442045344195943800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gladyschia.blogspot.com/2009/02/henderson-wave.html' title='Henderson Wave'/><author><name>Mummy Gene &amp;amp; Baby Gladys</name><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-1586222825185929067.post-7479510491375566073</id><published>2009-02-21T16:40:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-21T18:53:15.473+08:00</updated><title type='text'>CNY Party</title><content type='html'>Gladys' school had a pre-CNY party on 20.01.09 and all the kids are supposed to wear their traditional costumes and bring some snacks for pot-luck to school that day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She had to wear a normal dress coz I didn't get her any traditional dress. I don't think I would ever let her wear that on a normal day so didn't wanna waste money on it. I would rather top up a little more to get a nice dress which she can get to wear often.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, perhaps next year, I'll try to get her one. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell you, it was so difficult to get all the toddlers to stand together to take a nice shot. Some would be looking at other directions. Some cry for mummy. Some would be running away. No choice, kept snapping but yet, not even a nice shot of everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, we brought kueh bangkit and wang-wang biscuits to school for the pot-luck party. The kueh bangkit was left untouched. All the kids were grabbing all the jelly candies, egg rolls, mashmellows and other sweet stuff. Gladys, as usual, was crazy about the wang-wang biscuits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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; &lt;param name="flashvars" value="cy=ms&amp;il=1&amp;channel=648518346383228100&amp;site=widget-c4.slide.com"/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;p style="white-space:nowrap"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=ms&amp;at=un&amp;id=648518346383228100&amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-c4.slide.com/p1/648518346383228100/ms_t017_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide1.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=ms&amp;at=un&amp;id=648518346383228100&amp;map=2" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-c4.slide.com/p2/648518346383228100/ms_t017_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide2.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=ms&amp;at=un&amp;id=648518346383228100&amp;map=F" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-c4.slide.com/p4/648518346383228100/ms_t017_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide42.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She was so bored of all the festive songs, she almost dozed off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Ibu8GxNDSpA&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Ibu8GxNDSpA&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later, she warmed up a bit and began dancing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/jKNVREDC2nI&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/jKNVREDC2nI&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1586222825185929067-7479510491375566073?l=gladyschia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gladyschia.blogspot.com/feeds/7479510491375566073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1586222825185929067&amp;postID=7479510491375566073' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1586222825185929067/posts/default/7479510491375566073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1586222825185929067/posts/default/7479510491375566073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gladyschia.blogspot.com/2009/02/cny-party.html' title='CNY Party'/><author><name>Mummy Gene &amp;amp; Baby Gladys</name><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-1586222825185929067.post-3073355508892215535</id><published>2009-02-21T15:56:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-21T16:39:47.031+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Year's Day</title><content type='html'>We went to East Coast Park on New Year's Day. It was a nice and sunny day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, Gladys doesn't seem to mind stepping on sand anymore. But she was still not comfortable, she insisted Daddy holding her hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was her first time sitting on a bicycle. We were so afraid she would be scared. The rental shop uncle was so nice, say we can give her a 'trial'. Daddy pillion her round the kiosk and she seems to be enjoying her ride. In fact, she was gleeing happily throughout the whole hour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we had some ice cream and she wanted to 'eat it herself', as in her holding onto the ice cream. Luckily, not much of a mess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="visibility:visible;"&gt;&lt;object type="application/x-shockwave-flash" data="http://widget-d6.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" height="320" width="426" style="width:426px;height:320px"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://widget-d6.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=648518346383226326&amp;site=widget-d6.slide.com"/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;p style="white-space:nowrap"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=ms&amp;at=un&amp;id=648518346383226326&amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-d6.slide.com/p1/648518346383226326/ms_t017_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide1.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=ms&amp;at=un&amp;id=648518346383226326&amp;map=2" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-d6.slide.com/p2/648518346383226326/ms_t017_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide2.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=ms&amp;at=un&amp;id=648518346383226326&amp;map=F" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-d6.slide.com/p4/648518346383226326/ms_t017_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide42.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later in the night, we went off-road on the Land Rover to TM and had a mini BBQ session with some friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="visibility:visible;"&gt;&lt;object type="application/x-shockwave-flash" data="http://widget-e1.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" height="320" width="426" style="width:426px;height:320px"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://widget-e1.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=648518346383227361&amp;site=widget-e1.slide.com"/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;p style="white-space:nowrap"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=ms&amp;at=un&amp;id=648518346383227361&amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-e1.slide.com/p1/648518346383227361/ms_t017_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide1.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=ms&amp;at=un&amp;id=648518346383227361&amp;map=2" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-e1.slide.com/p2/648518346383227361/ms_t017_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide2.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=ms&amp;at=un&amp;id=648518346383227361&amp;map=F" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-e1.slide.com/p4/648518346383227361/ms_t017_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide42.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/1586222825185929067-3073355508892215535?l=gladyschia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gladyschia.blogspot.com/feeds/3073355508892215535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1586222825185929067&amp;postID=3073355508892215535' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1586222825185929067/posts/default/3073355508892215535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1586222825185929067/posts/default/3073355508892215535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gladyschia.blogspot.com/2009/02/east-coast-park.html' title='New Year&apos;s Day'/><author><name>Mummy Gene &amp;amp; Baby Gladys</name><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-1586222825185929067.post-5711562271249002735</id><published>2008-09-24T02:32:00.025+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-26T03:35:10.782+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sentosa</title><content type='html'>Brought Gladys to Sentosa on 20th September 2008. Had wanted to bring her swimming but she fell asleep during the journey. Anyway, I realised that the water is actually quite dirty. So we just strolled along the beach and took some photos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She just woke up from her nap and enjoying her 120ml of milk, 'just for the kick'. You can see she's actually feeling quite shiok. Even crossing her leg!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/SNk4QjAPFyI/AAAAAAAAAek/sGAHEbehJlA/s1600-h/Sentosa+200908++(6).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/SNk4QjAPFyI/AAAAAAAAAek/sGAHEbehJlA/s320/Sentosa+200908++(6).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249288697602316066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sunset was gorgeous! It's been a damn long time since I've had the chance to enjoy the beautiful sunset.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/SNk4htv8KBI/AAAAAAAAAfE/_aMN1ppsIpQ/s1600-h/Sentosa+200908++(14).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/SNk4htv8KBI/AAAAAAAAAfE/_aMN1ppsIpQ/s320/Sentosa+200908++(14).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249288992544532498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, the beach was a disappointment. The water is not only mulky, the sand is actually quite dirty too. Maybe that's why no one swims in there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/SNk4h0_NCcI/AAAAAAAAAfM/v7fnunam96c/s1600-h/Sentosa+200908++(15).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/SNk4h0_NCcI/AAAAAAAAAfM/v7fnunam96c/s320/Sentosa+200908++(15).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249288994487601602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Initially, Gladys was reluctant to lay her feet in the sand. When her daddy put her on the sand, she raised her feet and crossed them in mid air. It was after much persuasion that she tried to walk a bit. She was angry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/SNk5FTC7waI/AAAAAAAAAgU/lOiGKfPmz-k/s1600-h/Sentosa+200908++(30).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/SNk5FTC7waI/AAAAAAAAAgU/lOiGKfPmz-k/s320/Sentosa+200908++(30).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249289603851731362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daddy kept urging her to walk towards him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/SNk5F6k0n-I/AAAAAAAAAgc/MDq8XA7MbLk/s1600-h/Sentosa+200908++(31).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/SNk5F6k0n-I/AAAAAAAAAgc/MDq8XA7MbLk/s320/Sentosa+200908++(31).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249289614462853090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pose for a picture first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/SNk44fUQC4I/AAAAAAAAAfs/9LaiG0AGHJI/s1600-h/Sentosa+200908++(21).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/SNk44fUQC4I/AAAAAAAAAfs/9LaiG0AGHJI/s320/Sentosa+200908++(21).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249289383807290242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then started walking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/SNk441Wvi-I/AAAAAAAAAf0/Yfb-OHRdvcM/s1600-h/Sentosa+200908++(23).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/SNk441Wvi-I/AAAAAAAAAf0/Yfb-OHRdvcM/s320/Sentosa+200908++(23).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249289389723323362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dancing around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/SNk45RGKJAI/AAAAAAAAAf8/zMHHUAqzZ5M/s1600-h/Sentosa+200908++(24).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/SNk45RGKJAI/AAAAAAAAAf8/zMHHUAqzZ5M/s320/Sentosa+200908++(24).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249289397169955842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/SNk45nKzvFI/AAAAAAAAAgE/mRYyw49ZZW0/s1600-h/Sentosa+200908++(26).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/SNk45nKzvFI/AAAAAAAAAgE/mRYyw49ZZW0/s320/Sentosa+200908++(26).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249289403095039058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And even ran a bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/SNk4552sEfI/AAAAAAAAAgM/Z9DI2CDDuBI/s1600-h/Sentosa+200908++(27).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/SNk4552sEfI/AAAAAAAAAgM/Z9DI2CDDuBI/s320/Sentosa+200908++(27).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249289408110924274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly, she seemed to be enjoying herself so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/SNk4iHHe2zI/AAAAAAAAAfc/m6yjzvjyht8/s1600-h/Sentosa+200908++(18).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/SNk4iHHe2zI/AAAAAAAAAfc/m6yjzvjyht8/s320/Sentosa+200908++(18).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249288999354161970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even Daddy is puzzled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/SNk4iicz7LI/AAAAAAAAAfk/dFUXUDrMSTY/s1600-h/Sentosa+200908++(19).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/SNk4iicz7LI/AAAAAAAAAfk/dFUXUDrMSTY/s320/Sentosa+200908++(19).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249289006691380402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ready to take a stroll, hand-in-hand, with Daddy dearest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/SNk4QyF5V6I/AAAAAAAAAes/nVt9Odcja5E/s1600-h/Sentosa+200908++(9).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/SNk4QyF5V6I/AAAAAAAAAes/nVt9Odcja5E/s320/Sentosa+200908++(9).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249288701652588450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pose for a picture first. Say cheezzzz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/SNk4RIy2LKI/AAAAAAAAAe0/oEd_1yndZlc/s1600-h/Sentosa+200908++(11).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/SNk4RIy2LKI/AAAAAAAAAe0/oEd_1yndZlc/s320/Sentosa+200908++(11).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249288707746704546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They kept walking until I had to stop them. Coz I didn't want Gladys to walk too near where those people are playing beach volley. You never know when a ball will come flying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/SNk4RZDAzZI/AAAAAAAAAe8/9fN1ERebSqM/s1600-h/Sentosa+200908++(12).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/SNk4RZDAzZI/AAAAAAAAAe8/9fN1ERebSqM/s320/Sentosa+200908++(12).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249288712109477266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, pose for another picture first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/SNk4iCOGYLI/AAAAAAAAAfU/fbu915BrG4M/s1600-h/Sentosa+200908++(16).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/SNk4iCOGYLI/AAAAAAAAAfU/fbu915BrG4M/s320/Sentosa+200908++(16).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249288998039740594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really don't understand why all this time, Daddy has got the ugly towel hanging round his neck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/SNk5GVNJ_7I/AAAAAAAAAgk/T9jOzUcbrm4/s1600-h/Sentosa+200908.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/SNk5GVNJ_7I/AAAAAAAAAgk/T9jOzUcbrm4/s320/Sentosa+200908.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249289621611347890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I asked Gladys to kiss Daddy, so that I can take a picture. Instead, she offered her face for her Daddy to kiss her instead. So smart hor. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/SNk4QvYmAgI/AAAAAAAAAec/lNkP73jsbIM/s1600-h/Sentosa+200908++(2).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/SNk4QvYmAgI/AAAAAAAAAec/lNkP73jsbIM/s320/Sentosa+200908++(2).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249288700925706754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's simple things like these to make my life worth it. Enjoying a lazy afternoon with the 2 persons I love most in my life!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1586222825185929067-5711562271249002735?l=gladyschia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gladyschia.blogspot.com/feeds/5711562271249002735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1586222825185929067&amp;postID=5711562271249002735' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1586222825185929067/posts/default/5711562271249002735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1586222825185929067/posts/default/5711562271249002735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gladyschia.blogspot.com/2008/09/sentosa.html' title='Sentosa'/><author><name>Mummy Gene &amp;amp; Baby Gladys</name><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/_8wt-oI4uYto/SNk4QjAPFyI/AAAAAAAAAek/sGAHEbehJlA/s72-c/Sentosa+200908++(6).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1586222825185929067.post-8340301461661400114</id><published>2008-09-23T01:48:00.019+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-24T02:59:06.396+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lunch @ Shokudo</title><content type='html'>Had lunch with forum mummys and their babies at Shokudo, Raffles City on 18th April 2008.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has been some time since we've last had such a big gathering. Some mummys shared good news of being pregnant again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least this time, I managed to finish up my lunch in peace. I shared a salmon fried rice and a waffle with butter with Gladys and she enjoyed it very much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some photos. Managed to take some of mummys and babies together, while keeping my eyes on the little rascal as she played on the slide. So sorry, didn't catch everyone. Had meant to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;embed src="http://widget-23.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" scale="noscale" salign="l" wmode="transparent" flashvars="cy=un&amp;il=1&amp;channel=648518346375643427&amp;site=widget-23.slide.com" style="width:426px;height:320px" name="flashticker" align="middle"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div style="width:426px;text-align:left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=un&amp;at=un&amp;id=648518346375643427&amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-23.slide.com/p1/648518346375643427/un_t017_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide1.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=un&amp;at=un&amp;id=648518346375643427&amp;map=2" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-23.slide.com/p2/648518346375643427/un_t017_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide2.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=un&amp;at=un&amp;id=648518346375643427&amp;map=F" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-23.slide.com/p4/648518346375643427/un_t017_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;Here are 2 videos of Gladys playing on the slide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gladys was 'bashed' by Jordon on the slide. No la, the fact is that Gladys was taking her own sweet time and Jordon was getting impatient. It's actually quite funny as 2 mummys got hysterical.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/xyF8y9XSy4Q&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/xyF8y9XSy4Q&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gladys enjoying on the slide. She just went on and on. The thing is, she tried to skip a step to get up faster. But she wasn't strong enough to drag herself up. Ended up taking a longer time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/kdQZoVn8MbE&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/kdQZoVn8MbE&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking forward to the next lunch date!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1586222825185929067-8340301461661400114?l=gladyschia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gladyschia.blogspot.com/feeds/8340301461661400114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1586222825185929067&amp;postID=8340301461661400114' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1586222825185929067/posts/default/8340301461661400114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1586222825185929067/posts/default/8340301461661400114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gladyschia.blogspot.com/2008/09/lunch-with-friends_23.html' title='Lunch @ Shokudo'/><author><name>Mummy Gene &amp;amp; Baby Gladys</name><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-1586222825185929067.post-5196254738450129856</id><published>2008-09-23T01:48:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-24T02:27:57.563+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lunch with Friends</title><content type='html'>Met up with Teresa at Bukit Timah Plaza for grocery shopping on 3rd September 2008. Had lunch at Swensen's with Gladys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gladys was eyeing my soup all the time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/SNkxjagXt_I/AAAAAAAAAc8/o9dKxF0aFsQ/s1600-h/CIMG5965.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/SNkxjagXt_I/AAAAAAAAAc8/o9dKxF0aFsQ/s320/CIMG5965.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249281325157300210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happily slurpping!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/SNkxjqqg14I/AAAAAAAAAdE/V1FlMVJtUMY/s1600-h/CIMG5966.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/SNkxjqqg14I/AAAAAAAAAdE/V1FlMVJtUMY/s320/CIMG5966.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249281329494808450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And licking whatever's left on her lips.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/SNkxj_x3LXI/AAAAAAAAAdM/aWLxJWTRX8g/s1600-h/CIMG5968.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/SNkxj_x3LXI/AAAAAAAAAdM/aWLxJWTRX8g/s320/CIMG5968.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249281335162776946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gladys with chio-chio Teresa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/SNkxjym0uEI/AAAAAAAAAdU/AsZm2-K3Ebk/s1600-h/CIMG5970.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/SNkxjym0uEI/AAAAAAAAAdU/AsZm2-K3Ebk/s320/CIMG5970.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249281331626817602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met up with Serene, Leona and Jessica on 17th September 2008. Had tea at Taka.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mini cookie monster. Forever munching something in her mouth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/SNkzVm0VojI/AAAAAAAAAdc/iOgtycfng8U/s1600-h/CIMG6082.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/SNkzVm0VojI/AAAAAAAAAdc/iOgtycfng8U/s320/CIMG6082.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249283286967362098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Managed a smile and a peace sign, in the midst of her munch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/SNkzVw2xsrI/AAAAAAAAAdk/XNrfQtvsEmY/s1600-h/CIMG6083.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/SNkzVw2xsrI/AAAAAAAAAdk/XNrfQtvsEmY/s320/CIMG6083.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249283289661944498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leona and bb Clyde.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/SNkzWEHeMhI/AAAAAAAAAds/p25YUMPkC78/s1600-h/CIMG6085.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/SNkzWEHeMhI/AAAAAAAAAds/p25YUMPkC78/s320/CIMG6085.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249283294832243218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jazel, forever with a big smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/SNkzWYXIttI/AAAAAAAAAd0/sv9Ldf25fFg/s1600-h/CIMG6088.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/SNkzWYXIttI/AAAAAAAAAd0/sv9Ldf25fFg/s320/CIMG6088.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249283300266653394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jessica very mean lor. Jazel's gonna hate her for this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/SNkzWtexz3I/AAAAAAAAAd8/e2fgC6uZWcc/s1600-h/CIMG6089.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/SNkzWtexz3I/AAAAAAAAAd8/e2fgC6uZWcc/s320/CIMG6089.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249283305935851378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gladys is still munching. I think this Snack Trap is actually very useful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/SNkzlJQPAOI/AAAAAAAAAeE/xDqTdNHT428/s1600-h/CIMG6090.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/SNkzlJQPAOI/AAAAAAAAAeE/xDqTdNHT428/s320/CIMG6090.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249283553909211362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Serene with her nephew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/SNkzlZKfNWI/AAAAAAAAAeM/kgAS6gvx0Mk/s1600-h/CIMG6091.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/SNkzlZKfNWI/AAAAAAAAAeM/kgAS6gvx0Mk/s320/CIMG6091.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249283558180074850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's me and my cutsie. Now, she's very hiao. Can pose for a photo. She'll poke her cheek when you say "mei2 mei3".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/SNkzlgAkr2I/AAAAAAAAAeU/DD25QjJIDpE/s1600-h/CIMG6092.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/SNkzlgAkr2I/AAAAAAAAAeU/DD25QjJIDpE/s320/CIMG6092.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249283560017538914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1586222825185929067-5196254738450129856?l=gladyschia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gladyschia.blogspot.com/feeds/5196254738450129856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1586222825185929067&amp;postID=5196254738450129856' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1586222825185929067/posts/default/5196254738450129856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1586222825185929067/posts/default/5196254738450129856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gladyschia.blogspot.com/2008/09/lunch-with-friends.html' title='Lunch with Friends'/><author><name>Mummy Gene &amp;amp; Baby Gladys</name><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/_8wt-oI4uYto/SNkxjagXt_I/AAAAAAAAAc8/o9dKxF0aFsQ/s72-c/CIMG5965.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1586222825185929067.post-6300551570241897712</id><published>2008-09-02T16:51:00.013+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-24T02:03:28.397+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Updates (Part II)</title><content type='html'>Brought the lil' gals to Vivo City on 14th August 2008. One of the shots I took for Jazel actually won her a free photo shooting session! Check it out, it's the last photo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;embed src="http://widget-4b.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" scale="noscale" salign="l" wmode="transparent" flashvars="cy=un&amp;il=1&amp;channel=648518346375640395&amp;site=widget-4b.slide.com" style="width:426px;height:320px" name="flashticker" align="middle"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div style="width:426px;text-align:left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=un&amp;at=un&amp;id=648518346375640395&amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-4b.slide.com/p1/648518346375640395/un_t017_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide1.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=un&amp;at=un&amp;id=648518346375640395&amp;map=2" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-4b.slide.com/p2/648518346375640395/un_t017_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide2.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=un&amp;at=un&amp;id=648518346375640395&amp;map=F" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-4b.slide.com/p4/648518346375640395/un_t017_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;We met again at Vivo City on 27th August 2008. But this time, Foon and bb Braydon joined us. I took a cab to Vivo and on the way, Gladys puked on me! So the whole day, I think I smell funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;embed src="http://widget-da.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" scale="noscale" salign="l" wmode="transparent" flashvars="cy=un&amp;il=1&amp;channel=648518346375640794&amp;site=widget-da.slide.com" style="width:426px;height:320px" name="flashticker" align="middle"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div style="width:426px;text-align:left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=un&amp;at=un&amp;id=648518346375640794&amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-da.slide.com/p1/648518346375640794/un_t017_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide1.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=un&amp;at=un&amp;id=648518346375640794&amp;map=2" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-da.slide.com/p2/648518346375640794/un_t017_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide2.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=un&amp;at=un&amp;id=648518346375640794&amp;map=F" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-da.slide.com/p4/648518346375640794/un_t017_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;I bought Gladys a pair of Barney bedroom slippers. She loves it a lot! At least, she stopped wearing mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/KL11dJPYGJk&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/KL11dJPYGJk&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1586222825185929067-6300551570241897712?l=gladyschia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gladyschia.blogspot.com/feeds/6300551570241897712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1586222825185929067&amp;postID=6300551570241897712' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1586222825185929067/posts/default/6300551570241897712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1586222825185929067/posts/default/6300551570241897712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gladyschia.blogspot.com/2008/09/updates-part-ii.html' title='Updates (Part II)'/><author><name>Mummy Gene &amp;amp; Baby Gladys</name><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-1586222825185929067.post-7181776323128387871</id><published>2008-09-02T16:49:00.018+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-23T01:56:53.387+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Updates (Part I)</title><content type='html'>It's been donkey years, since I've done any update on Gladys' blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It'll take me ages to update. And since a picture says a thousand words, I'll just post photos instead. Hee..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our trip to the Zoo on 27th June 2008.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;embed src="http://widget-97.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" scale="noscale" salign="l" wmode="transparent" flashvars="cy=un&amp;il=1&amp;channel=648518346374925207&amp;site=widget-97.slide.com" style="width:426px;height:320px" name="flashticker" align="middle"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div style="width:426px;text-align:left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=un&amp;at=un&amp;id=648518346374925207&amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-97.slide.com/p1/648518346374925207/un_t017_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide1.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=un&amp;at=un&amp;id=648518346374925207&amp;map=2" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-97.slide.com/p2/648518346374925207/un_t017_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide2.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=un&amp;at=un&amp;id=648518346374925207&amp;map=F" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-97.slide.com/p4/648518346374925207/un_t017_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;Here's a video of Gladys enjoying durian!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/cDu6zFhg1Cg&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/cDu6zFhg1Cg&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to GoGoBambini with fellow baby friends on 31st July 2008.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;embed src="http://widget-c9.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" scale="noscale" salign="l" wmode="transparent" flashvars="cy=un&amp;il=1&amp;channel=648518346375618761&amp;site=widget-c9.slide.com" style="width:426px;height:320px" name="flashticker" align="middle"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div style="width:426px;text-align:left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=un&amp;at=un&amp;id=648518346375618761&amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-c9.slide.com/p1/648518346375618761/un_t017_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide1.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=un&amp;at=un&amp;id=648518346375618761&amp;map=2" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-c9.slide.com/p2/648518346375618761/un_t017_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide2.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=un&amp;at=un&amp;id=648518346375618761&amp;map=F" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-c9.slide.com/p4/648518346375618761/un_t017_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;We attended Clyde's 1st birthday at Conrad Hotel on National Day, 9th August 2008.&lt;br /&gt;And also, Jazel's 1st birthday at Queen's Condo on 10th August 2008.&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="cy=un&amp;il=1&amp;channel=648518346375619179&amp;site=widget-6b.slide.com" style="width:426px;height:320px" name="flashticker" align="middle"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div style="width:426px;text-align:left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=un&amp;at=un&amp;id=648518346375619179&amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-6b.slide.com/p1/648518346375619179/un_t017_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide1.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 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Baby Gladys</name><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-1586222825185929067.post-5682184745111310725</id><published>2008-07-09T13:22:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-02T17:31:10.892+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cutie Pie - QiQi</title><content type='html'>We had a trip to Penang sometime in June and there was this cute little gal who came together, who is one of my friend's colleague's daughter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although it was the first time that all of us met her, everyone was smitten by her, including the uncles, aunties and kids!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She had done some modelling before and here's her doing a cat walk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Note the sexy 'rub-the-chest' pose! Damn hiao!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/h6Ub9gpuzSo&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/h6Ub9gpuzSo&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think she grew up on honey instead of milk. She knows how to sweet talk to everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She was in our car during some parts of the journey and she said that Eric's the most handsome uncle. *Ya, right!*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then she call me Auntie Princess. How sweet is that? heehee..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then, she is also quite naughty but no one gets angry with a pretty face. And I was telling Eric that if she is not born with such an angelic face, everyone will detest her. Hahah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Such an unfair world, isn't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="visibility:visible;"&gt;&lt;object type="application/x-shockwave-flash" data="http://widget-41.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" height="320" width="426" style="width:426px;height:320px"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://widget-41.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=648518346374924609&amp;site=widget-41.slide.com"/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;p style="white-space:nowrap"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=ms&amp;at=un&amp;id=648518346374924609&amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-41.slide.com/p1/648518346374924609/ms_t017_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide1.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=ms&amp;at=un&amp;id=648518346374924609&amp;map=2" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-41.slide.com/p2/648518346374924609/ms_t017_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide2.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=ms&amp;at=un&amp;id=648518346374924609&amp;map=F" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-41.slide.com/p4/648518346374924609/ms_t017_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide42.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/1586222825185929067-5682184745111310725?l=gladyschia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gladyschia.blogspot.com/feeds/5682184745111310725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1586222825185929067&amp;postID=5682184745111310725' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1586222825185929067/posts/default/5682184745111310725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1586222825185929067/posts/default/5682184745111310725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gladyschia.blogspot.com/2008/07/cutie-pie-qiqi_09.html' title='Cutie Pie - QiQi'/><author><name>Mummy Gene &amp;amp; Baby Gladys</name><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-1586222825185929067.post-7414965014473835235</id><published>2008-07-09T13:10:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-09T13:26:53.122+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gladys is Walking Already!!</title><content type='html'>You know, I was hoping that Gladys can start walking sooner so that I don't have to carry her around when I go shopping anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But now that she has started to walk, it's the beginning of my nightmare!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She wants to practice her new-found skills whenever and wherever she can!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's her walking her 'first' few steps. Not exactly the 'first' la, coz I was too excited to even think of grabbing the camera but then, it's one of the 'first'. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/bErieUKJc8I&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/bErieUKJc8I&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1586222825185929067-7414965014473835235?l=gladyschia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gladyschia.blogspot.com/feeds/7414965014473835235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1586222825185929067&amp;postID=7414965014473835235' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1586222825185929067/posts/default/7414965014473835235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1586222825185929067/posts/default/7414965014473835235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gladyschia.blogspot.com/2008/07/cutie-pie-qiqi.html' title='Gladys is Walking Already!!'/><author><name>Mummy Gene &amp;amp; Baby Gladys</name><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-1586222825185929067.post-3484688675545049733</id><published>2008-07-09T01:13:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T13:13:10.328+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fun Time!</title><content type='html'>We went to a secluded beach somewhere in the eastern part of the island for a camp and barbeque on 18th May 2008. The beach is clean since it is unexplored and it was a nice and windy day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gladys chilled out on the chair while we do the unpacking and starting up the fire for barbeque.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/SHOiAn70U3I/AAAAAAAAAb8/eqCpp4S_n0Q/s1600-h/Gladys+161.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/SHOiAn70U3I/AAAAAAAAAb8/eqCpp4S_n0Q/s320/Gladys+161.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220694524656112498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's Gladys with her ever-doting por por. She always saves her biggest smile for taking photos with her grandma. Oh, btw, that's Eric's new Land Rover in the background.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/SHOiAilfq3I/AAAAAAAAAcE/-SfZba0-erA/s1600-h/Gladys+174.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/SHOiAilfq3I/AAAAAAAAAcE/-SfZba0-erA/s320/Gladys+174.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220694523220306802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They always have so much fun together!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/SHOiAwVdC8I/AAAAAAAAAcU/pJZ4yTZgmAw/s1600-h/Gladys+185.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/SHOiAwVdC8I/AAAAAAAAAcU/pJZ4yTZgmAw/s320/Gladys+185.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220694526911122370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here's a nice photo taken with both her grams. Cheeze!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/SHOiA1OpCgI/AAAAAAAAAcM/x7kQvVaOonU/s1600-h/Gladys+179.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/SHOiA1OpCgI/AAAAAAAAAcM/x7kQvVaOonU/s320/Gladys+179.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220694528224725506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I got some free tickets for Hippo Ride on 24th May 2008. We got on the bus from the Singapore Flyer. It was such a hot and sunny day and we got a seat on the unsheltered area. Damn hot la!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/SHOiBPhJ9KI/AAAAAAAAAcc/lRY1Sq-HLtY/s1600-h/Gladys+191.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/SHOiBPhJ9KI/AAAAAAAAAcc/lRY1Sq-HLtY/s320/Gladys+191.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220694535281702050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually the ride was pretty boring as it was meant for tourists, I think. So we just treat it as a picnic trip and kept munching on the ride.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/SHOiUQ6UyHI/AAAAAAAAAck/U-NNMBMqi_c/s1600-h/Gladys+195.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/SHOiUQ6UyHI/AAAAAAAAAck/U-NNMBMqi_c/s320/Gladys+195.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220694862073219186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But there were nice freebies in the goodie bags and there was even ice cream. Just what we need for a hot day like this. Gladys ate quite a bit of it and she absolutely loves it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/SHOiUuPC-9I/AAAAAAAAAcs/LTvVlNutqzs/s1600-h/Gladys+200.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/SHOiUuPC-9I/AAAAAAAAAcs/LTvVlNutqzs/s320/Gladys+200.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220694869944761298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then on 6th June 2008, we went to the Motherhood Fair at the Expo and got this cute little neo print taken. But the quality wasn't very good and there's only 1 piece. But then I don't have to pay for it, so no complains.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/SHOiUp-5m2I/AAAAAAAAAc0/eQeNLuTo8Xk/s1600-h/Gladys+230.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/SHOiUp-5m2I/AAAAAAAAAc0/eQeNLuTo8Xk/s320/Gladys+230.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220694868803296098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1586222825185929067-3484688675545049733?l=gladyschia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gladyschia.blogspot.com/feeds/3484688675545049733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1586222825185929067&amp;postID=3484688675545049733' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1586222825185929067/posts/default/3484688675545049733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1586222825185929067/posts/default/3484688675545049733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gladyschia.blogspot.com/2008/07/fun-time.html' title='Fun Time!'/><author><name>Mummy Gene &amp;amp; Baby Gladys</name><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/_8wt-oI4uYto/SHOiAn70U3I/AAAAAAAAAb8/eqCpp4S_n0Q/s72-c/Gladys+161.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1586222825185929067.post-6542792439549452755</id><published>2008-07-09T00:11:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T13:13:26.518+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Trial Class @ Julia Gabriel</title><content type='html'>We attended a trial class at Forum's Julia Gabriel with some mummies and babies from the Singapore Motherhood forum on 4th May 2008.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gladys enjoyed herself very much. She particularly enjoyed the songs section, I feel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/SHOU6i6GhqI/AAAAAAAAAas/g7di8IQTq_w/s1600-h/Gladys+108.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/SHOU6i6GhqI/AAAAAAAAAas/g7di8IQTq_w/s320/Gladys+108.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220680126576363170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She also enjoyed the story-telling part but then her concentration span is short so she was busy crawling around even before the story ends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/SHOU6vpZHrI/AAAAAAAAAa0/OzEyIQAl3oU/s1600-h/Gladys+114.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/SHOU6vpZHrI/AAAAAAAAAa0/OzEyIQAl3oU/s320/Gladys+114.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220680129995939506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then there was tea break. The snack was applesauce. She had fun although she dislikes applesauce. She hardly had any but was having so much fun playing with it. I realised that the bowl with suction was good and I bought the exact one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/SHOU69Br_aI/AAAAAAAAAa8/jKhWXKqBh0w/s1600-h/Gladys+119.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/SHOU69Br_aI/AAAAAAAAAa8/jKhWXKqBh0w/s320/Gladys+119.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220680133587500450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She was so upset when the bowl was taken away, she cried.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/SHOU7HIgDFI/AAAAAAAAAbE/nkFtHt7-WOg/s1600-h/Gladys+123.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/SHOU7HIgDFI/AAAAAAAAAbE/nkFtHt7-WOg/s320/Gladys+123.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220680136300432466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then it was playtime and she had fun with all the rides.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/SHOU7fYdJbI/AAAAAAAAAbM/jnCee8_9fgg/s1600-h/Gladys+131.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/SHOU7fYdJbI/AAAAAAAAAbM/jnCee8_9fgg/s320/Gladys+131.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220680142809802162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't resist taking a photo with her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/SHOVPGfABlI/AAAAAAAAAbU/urASHHKEs8o/s1600-h/Gladys+133.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/SHOVPGfABlI/AAAAAAAAAbU/urASHHKEs8o/s320/Gladys+133.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220680479723750994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's another ride.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/SHOVPkoeCqI/AAAAAAAAAbc/UO2HBJ5Ur7Y/s1600-h/Gladys+134.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/SHOVPkoeCqI/AAAAAAAAAbc/UO2HBJ5Ur7Y/s320/Gladys+134.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220680487816530594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel she loves this car the most. She went back in again after she got off. And she was busy turning the steering wheel. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/SHOVP-lGijI/AAAAAAAAAbk/ydz530lqpfE/s1600-h/Gladys+140.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/SHOVP-lGijI/AAAAAAAAAbk/ydz530lqpfE/s320/Gladys+140.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220680494781729330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She also had fun on the slide. In fact, she was so bold that she tried to push herself down!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/SHOVP_AjEDI/AAAAAAAAAbs/swWSSTZoJR0/s1600-h/Gladys+143.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/SHOVP_AjEDI/AAAAAAAAAbs/swWSSTZoJR0/s320/Gladys+143.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220680494896844850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Group picture of all the mummies and babies!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/SHOVQvXiBfI/AAAAAAAAAb0/W3SW6CsLm3Y/s1600-h/Gladys+145.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/SHOVQvXiBfI/AAAAAAAAAb0/W3SW6CsLm3Y/s320/Gladys+145.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220680507878147570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a video of this lil' terror squashing Ashlyn Faith while going up the slide. Btw, gals, you're up the wrong way!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/8elSsCXHWRE&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/8elSsCXHWRE&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1586222825185929067-6542792439549452755?l=gladyschia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gladyschia.blogspot.com/feeds/6542792439549452755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1586222825185929067&amp;postID=6542792439549452755' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1586222825185929067/posts/default/6542792439549452755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1586222825185929067/posts/default/6542792439549452755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gladyschia.blogspot.com/2008/07/trial-class-julia-gabriel.html' title='Trial Class @ Julia Gabriel'/><author><name>Mummy Gene &amp;amp; Baby Gladys</name><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/_8wt-oI4uYto/SHOU6i6GhqI/AAAAAAAAAas/g7di8IQTq_w/s72-c/Gladys+108.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1586222825185929067.post-2403967158919653178</id><published>2008-07-08T22:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-08T22:47:01.099+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello Everybody!!</title><content type='html'>It's been a long time since I've updated this blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for friends who called to ask about Gladys. She's has long recovered from the dreaded viral infection.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's just that my laptop was down with virus so I can't log on as and when.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some updates about Gladys:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) She is walking already. Sometimes even running! That's the beginning of my headaches.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) She has 2 molars and 4 canines sprouting out. She already has 8 incisors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) She's extremely naughty and bad-tempered. Oh well, I'm to blame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, that's all for now. I'll upload some photos very soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stay tuned!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1586222825185929067-2403967158919653178?l=gladyschia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gladyschia.blogspot.com/feeds/2403967158919653178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1586222825185929067&amp;postID=2403967158919653178' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1586222825185929067/posts/default/2403967158919653178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1586222825185929067/posts/default/2403967158919653178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gladyschia.blogspot.com/2008/07/hello-everybody.html' title='Hello Everybody!!'/><author><name>Mummy Gene &amp;amp; Baby Gladys</name><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-1586222825185929067.post-5597414477198082961</id><published>2008-05-16T00:30:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-16T17:01:37.568+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Skinny Baby</title><content type='html'>Gladys is getting better already. She has stopped having diarrhea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In fact, she hasn't been pooing for days. So today, she shat twice. Massive ones. But not that I mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But she is still not having enough pee. Her diapers are hardly full, like it used to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talking about diapers. I've just switched her back to size M diapers. Yes, from size L to size M.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coz she had lost so much weight over the last 2 weeks that those L diapers just won't fit her thighs anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sighz. My heart aches, just thinking about this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I should be glad that she's well, so other problems are not really a problem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her appetite still hasn't improved much though. Like she can barely finish a quarter of what she normally eats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Earlier this evening, I've prepared a super yummy porridge of chicken liver with spinach in ikan billis stock. But she only manged a few mouthful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How to gain back her weight like that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being a mother means endless worries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: I wish bb Isabelle get well soon!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1586222825185929067-5597414477198082961?l=gladyschia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gladyschia.blogspot.com/feeds/5597414477198082961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1586222825185929067&amp;postID=5597414477198082961' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1586222825185929067/posts/default/5597414477198082961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1586222825185929067/posts/default/5597414477198082961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gladyschia.blogspot.com/2008/05/skinny-baby.html' title='Skinny Baby'/><author><name>Mummy Gene &amp;amp; Baby Gladys</name><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-1586222825185929067.post-7474198553048612313</id><published>2008-05-12T00:48:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-12T01:20:22.411+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Mother's Day</title><content type='html'>Wishing all mummies a Happy Mother's Day!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear hubby didn't do anything special for me leh. I didn't even receive a present or anything. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only present I got was a bouquet of flowers from.... My dear mother!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least, she made me felt appreciated. I also gave her a bouquet coz I know she loves flowers too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We just went out for dinner with my parents and in-laws at Ah Yat Seafood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't really had much coz my stomach is still upside down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't manage to take any photos coz I was busy feeding and entertaining Gladys at the same time and this girl was actually quite cranky probably due to her stomach upset.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In fact, she still have runny poos. About 3-4 times a day so its actually considered mild.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then, she's not eating and drinking well. So I'm quite worried that she's not getting enough nutrients and fluids into her body.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've just spoken to Dr Tan on the phone. He said that if she's not drinking Pedialyte/ barley/ rice water/ glucose, then she's not really getting fluid into her body.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That explains her dry diapers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, her diapers are mostly dry, except when it's filled with foul smelling poo juice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See, isn't it contradicting? When the diapers overflow, we complain. When it's dry, we complain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her pediatrician actually said that it'll be best if we can put her on a drip. Then she'll probably get well sooner. Otherwise, this viral infection she got will probably last for 1-2 weeks or worse case, 1-2 months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then, we can wait coz it will just go away by itself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My worry now is not the diarrhea part since I'm convinced that it'll go away, sooner or later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My worry is how to get her to drink what she's supposed to drink to make her feel better. To rehydrate her body.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Otherwise, her condition will worsen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sighz.. This is one very unhappy monther's day..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until we came home from dinner and she suddenly got a super leaky diaper of poo and it got onto her dress and my bed and she was bawling like mad! I thought it was a super bad day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But immediately after I changed her, she was like normal and was playing with her flashcard and then she spotted the I-card (ice cream). What she did melts my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She held the card with one hand. Then the other, grabbed a ball of ice cream and put it into her big mouth with a big "armmm", then looked at me and gave me the most cheeky smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And she did it again and again till the 3 scoops of ice cream were 'gone'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't teach her that and I don't know where she learnt it from.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I tell you, it just dramatically turned my super lousy day, fantastic!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This became one great mother's day for me! And I guess, this is what mother's day is all about.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1586222825185929067-7474198553048612313?l=gladyschia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gladyschia.blogspot.com/feeds/7474198553048612313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1586222825185929067&amp;postID=7474198553048612313' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1586222825185929067/posts/default/7474198553048612313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1586222825185929067/posts/default/7474198553048612313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gladyschia.blogspot.com/2008/05/happy-mothers-day.html' title='Happy Mother&apos;s Day'/><author><name>Mummy Gene &amp;amp; Baby Gladys</name><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-1586222825185929067.post-6955426711598384829</id><published>2008-05-07T23:47:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-08T02:18:10.993+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wost Day of my Life!</title><content type='html'>Today, my world almost collapsed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've always taken things for granted. I've taken Gladys for granted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a jam-packed weekend and both of us enjoyed ourselves. Saturday, we met the forum mummies for a pre-mothers' day buffet lunch. She was a little warm to the touch during the late afternoon and I thought it was the weather.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday, we attended the trial class at Julia Gabriel's at Forum. She was her usual self, cheeky and active. She didn't want her milk and I thought coz she was too excited with the activities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, Sunday night, she developed fever. I gave her some medication. Monday, she seems ok but at night, the fever came back again. I got worried when it almost hit 39 degrees. She became quiet and sleepy, so unlike her usual self.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's always good at eating but she lost interest in food. I thought she must be going through some teething discomfort coz her gums are quite swollen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, she's ok again and was active as before. But still, she has no appetite for food. In fact, she vomited half-way through her dinner at 7pm. She also has some spots on her tummy and back and I assume they are heat rash as her limbs and face are ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She vomited again at 11pm, and again at 2am this morning. I gave her medicine for vomitting and also something for the gas or wind and she slept through till I thought she could be hungry and gave her a milk feed at 5am but she only took half of it and again when I fed her at 12 noon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a dental appointment to collect my new set of retainers at 2pm and a gynae appointment to have my pap smear done at 3.30pm at Mt Alvernia, so I thought I could at the same time bring Gladys to see a doctor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gladys vomited again at 3pm and all that came out was just plain liquid and it was quite smelly and also the rashes sort of redden and it was then that I got really worried.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the time I was done at my gynae, it was quite late and I thought Dr Terence Tan's clinic will be really packed and I didn't wanna wait. So I brought her to the A&amp;E instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The doctor on duty said that it is actually very dangerous for a baby to be losing liquid and yet, not replenishing it. I know, but whatever goes in, comes out. I panicked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The doctor also advised that Gladys be admitted for a day to be monitored and also to be put on a drip. Gosh, my world almost collasped.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He also advised that I contact my paediatrician for his opinion, and the hospital contacted Dr Terence Tan on my behalf. I was told that he'll be with us in 30 mins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell you, this 30 mins is the longest wait. I was feeling extremely depressed by then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the 30 mins turned into 1 hour coz Dr Tan has an emergency to attend to. But when I saw him, I was so happy coz I know he can save Gladys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As usual, Dr Tan was very patient and gave us a detailed analysis on her condition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gladys had 'fake measles'. It is that bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But actually it wasn't that serious. Just that the dehydration part is a bit dangerous, especially for a baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The symtoms of fake measles is that there will be a fever for 2 to 3 days. After the fever subsides, there will be red spots appearing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But how to explain about the vomiting?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gladys is unlucky coz she also caught some viral infection. I'm not sure where she got it from. But it explains the vomiting and watery stools.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She was also given a pill, to be stuff up her butt. My heart broke when she cried so hard. But at least, she seemed to be feeling better now although her appetite did not improve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were given medication and to monitor her for tonight. If her condition doesn't get better tomorrow, we may really have to admit her at the hospital.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back home, she didn't eat anything except small pieces of plain bread. That's all she's willing to eat, not even her favourite Gerber puffs. I also gave her Pedialyte to replenish her fluids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, she's sleeping so peacefully. I know she must be really tired. I can't imagine such a tiny body battering such awful bugs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so tired now coz I didn't rest well for days but I just can't sleep. You know, the feeling when your heart just felt so heavy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just hope tomorrow, she'll wake up feeling better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God, bless my baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: Actually, I really feel so fortunate to have her as my daughter. Like today, despite being unwell, she still manages to charm those nurses at the dental clinic and gynae clinic. Her 'hello', 'bye bye' and flying kisses are so sweet. I even got a free Gerber goodie bag coz of that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, some are still doubtful of her gender at this stage. Ok, maybe she's not the cutesy princess type but you can't blame her for looking like her daddy mah. But still, she's the one and only, apple of my eye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1586222825185929067-6955426711598384829?l=gladyschia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gladyschia.blogspot.com/feeds/6955426711598384829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1586222825185929067&amp;postID=6955426711598384829' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1586222825185929067/posts/default/6955426711598384829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1586222825185929067/posts/default/6955426711598384829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gladyschia.blogspot.com/2008/05/wost-day-of-my-life.html' title='Wost Day of my Life!'/><author><name>Mummy Gene &amp;amp; Baby Gladys</name><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-1586222825185929067.post-7393194688175401413</id><published>2008-05-06T00:48:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T13:13:28.346+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Updates</title><content type='html'>I have not been diligent in updating this blog for the past month. Anyway, here goes..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We met up with Jessica and lil' Jazel. Here's Gladys and Jazel chilling out on the nice sofa at Coffee Club. Gladys was upset coz she didn't have anything to munch on while Jazel's enjoying her cookie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/SB9BrwutOkI/AAAAAAAAAZU/PZUyMunULQA/s1600-h/Gladys+18.04.08+001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/SB9BrwutOkI/AAAAAAAAAZU/PZUyMunULQA/s320/Gladys+18.04.08+001.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196944715079825986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gladys hao lian, fish out her box of cookies. Jazel got upset and turned to complain to her mummy. Gladys can't wait and started licking the box instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/SB9BswutOmI/AAAAAAAAAZk/zyIqyS0NVAY/s1600-h/Gladys+18.04.08+006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/SB9BswutOmI/AAAAAAAAAZk/zyIqyS0NVAY/s320/Gladys+18.04.08+006.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196944732259695202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here's Daddy bringing lil' Gladys out for some shopping at Vivo City.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/SB9BtAutOnI/AAAAAAAAAZs/ViE-pUvniVg/s1600-h/Gladys+20.04.08+001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/SB9BtAutOnI/AAAAAAAAAZs/ViE-pUvniVg/s320/Gladys+20.04.08+001.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196944736554662514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We brought her to the kids' playground for a lil' playtime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/SB9BtQutOoI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/Q8IyHu04aKg/s1600-h/Gladys+20.04.08+002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/SB9BtQutOoI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/Q8IyHu04aKg/s320/Gladys+20.04.08+002.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196944740849629826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's Daddy and Baby posing for a photo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/SB9CAAutOpI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/-6xr_PIErkY/s1600-h/Gladys+20.04.08+009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/SB9CAAutOpI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/-6xr_PIErkY/s320/Gladys+20.04.08+009.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196945062972177042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had to send off my cousin at the airport. Gladys immediately 'demanded' her grandparents to walk her around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/SB9CAQutOqI/AAAAAAAAAaE/OnSYQzSCKl4/s1600-h/Gladys+25.04.08+001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/SB9CAQutOqI/AAAAAAAAAaE/OnSYQzSCKl4/s320/Gladys+25.04.08+001.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196945067267144354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still walking around happily. But then the problem is, she can't walk on her own yet. But still, she insists.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/SB9CAQutOrI/AAAAAAAAAaM/i8viXUEy2ag/s1600-h/Gladys+25.04.08+002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/SB9CAQutOrI/AAAAAAAAAaM/i8viXUEy2ag/s320/Gladys+25.04.08+002.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196945067267144370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometime ago, I had almost lost Gladys chow-chow pillow outside. Luckily, I found it when I back tracked my path. So dear por-por got this super huge bag of bean sprout husks from the market and we had a hard time sorting it out. The dried husks will be made into an extra pillow for her, you know, just in case.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/SB9CAgutOsI/AAAAAAAAAaU/XoRxH5Dzr_M/s1600-h/Gladys+26.04.08+007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/SB9CAgutOsI/AAAAAAAAAaU/XoRxH5Dzr_M/s320/Gladys+26.04.08+007.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196945071562111682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As usual, she's damn vain. When I put on the specs for her, she immediately crawled towards the sofa, climbed up and smiled at her own reflection. She was also swaying her body from side to side and waving like mad. Oh, poser.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/SB9CAwutOtI/AAAAAAAAAac/08862kasHpc/s1600-h/Gladys+02.05.08+001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/SB9CAwutOtI/AAAAAAAAAac/08862kasHpc/s320/Gladys+02.05.08+001.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196945075857078994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like this a lot! It's like some lil' rocker chick. But then, the pacifier spoils it all. Gosh, just wondering how I'm gonna ever wean her out of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/SB9CLgutOuI/AAAAAAAAAak/DVaqe4WZKfw/s1600-h/Gladys+02.05.08+002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/SB9CLgutOuI/AAAAAAAAAak/DVaqe4WZKfw/s320/Gladys+02.05.08+002.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196945260540672738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1586222825185929067-7393194688175401413?l=gladyschia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gladyschia.blogspot.com/feeds/7393194688175401413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1586222825185929067&amp;postID=7393194688175401413' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1586222825185929067/posts/default/7393194688175401413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1586222825185929067/posts/default/7393194688175401413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gladyschia.blogspot.com/2008/05/updates.html' title='Updates'/><author><name>Mummy Gene &amp;amp; Baby Gladys</name><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/_8wt-oI4uYto/SB9BrwutOkI/AAAAAAAAAZU/PZUyMunULQA/s72-c/Gladys+18.04.08+001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1586222825185929067.post-5047590709498925130</id><published>2008-05-05T23:18:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T13:13:31.497+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Krabi Trip</title><content type='html'>We've actually came back some time ago but the thought of working on this lousy laptop just puts me off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, some photos you all have been waiting for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These 2 can't wait for a swim in the pool. Picture was taken from our room's balcony.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/SB8qYAutOTI/AAAAAAAAAXM/LpwZRZMKYx8/s1600-h/Krabi+Trip+12.04.08+-+15.04.08+004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/SB8qYAutOTI/AAAAAAAAAXM/LpwZRZMKYx8/s320/Krabi+Trip+12.04.08+-+15.04.08+004.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196919087009970482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What you see is what you get. The pool is only this huge. There was a 'children's pool' at the side but it looked more like a pond so I didn't bother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/SB8qZAutOUI/AAAAAAAAAXU/JsyW-VS9tFA/s1600-h/Krabi+Trip+12.04.08+-+15.04.08+013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/SB8qZAutOUI/AAAAAAAAAXU/JsyW-VS9tFA/s320/Krabi+Trip+12.04.08+-+15.04.08+013.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196919104189839682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trying to take a nice photo of father and daughter but the lil' one is more interested in counting pebbles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/SB8qZAutOVI/AAAAAAAAAXc/CAFyo6CVafg/s1600-h/Krabi+Trip+12.04.08+-+15.04.08+014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/SB8qZAutOVI/AAAAAAAAAXc/CAFyo6CVafg/s320/Krabi+Trip+12.04.08+-+15.04.08+014.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196919104189839698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is better, at least her eyes are on the camera. But her hands are still busy with the pebbles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/SB8qZQutOWI/AAAAAAAAAXk/TRPTVbPSWZE/s1600-h/Krabi+Trip+12.04.08+-+15.04.08+015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/SB8qZQutOWI/AAAAAAAAAXk/TRPTVbPSWZE/s320/Krabi+Trip+12.04.08+-+15.04.08+015.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196919108484807010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hardly a nice picture of me with Gladys coz you know, my hubby's photography skills are just not good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/SB8qZQutOXI/AAAAAAAAAXs/AZDMIJj6-pA/s1600-h/Krabi+Trip+12.04.08+-+15.04.08+020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/SB8qZQutOXI/AAAAAAAAAXs/AZDMIJj6-pA/s320/Krabi+Trip+12.04.08+-+15.04.08+020.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196919108484807026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gladys is more excited playing with pebbles than to swim in the pool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/SB8qwwutOYI/AAAAAAAAAX0/foNf3Gx1icY/s1600-h/Krabi+Trip+12.04.08+-+15.04.08+024.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/SB8qwwutOYI/AAAAAAAAAX0/foNf3Gx1icY/s320/Krabi+Trip+12.04.08+-+15.04.08+024.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196919512211732866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still focusing on the pebbles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/SB8qxAutOZI/AAAAAAAAAX8/wYVvZwwsDCY/s1600-h/Krabi+Trip+12.04.08+-+15.04.08+025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/SB8qxAutOZI/AAAAAAAAAX8/wYVvZwwsDCY/s320/Krabi+Trip+12.04.08+-+15.04.08+025.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196919516506700178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daddy gave up and joined in the 'fun'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/SB8qxQutOaI/AAAAAAAAAYE/EotriCFn4yw/s1600-h/Krabi+Trip+12.04.08+-+15.04.08+026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/SB8qxQutOaI/AAAAAAAAAYE/EotriCFn4yw/s320/Krabi+Trip+12.04.08+-+15.04.08+026.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196919520801667490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here's Gladys feeding me a pebble. It tasted ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/SB8qxQutObI/AAAAAAAAAYM/ND_H_G7qF1Y/s1600-h/Krabi+Trip+12.04.08+-+15.04.08+029.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/SB8qxQutObI/AAAAAAAAAYM/ND_H_G7qF1Y/s320/Krabi+Trip+12.04.08+-+15.04.08+029.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196919520801667506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You wanna try?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/SB8qxgutOcI/AAAAAAAAAYU/1Vr9OUA_C0o/s1600-h/Krabi+Trip+12.04.08+-+15.04.08+030.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/SB8qxgutOcI/AAAAAAAAAYU/1Vr9OUA_C0o/s320/Krabi+Trip+12.04.08+-+15.04.08+030.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196919525096634818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Big and small Chia hit the pool everyday. But I only got to swim for 2 days only coz my big auntie came for a visit. Duhz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, this is a picture of me and a dead beaten Gladys together with Nika and lil' Travis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/SB8rQQutOdI/AAAAAAAAAYc/szn4RfemVUU/s1600-h/Krabi+Trip+12.04.08+-+15.04.08+007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/SB8rQQutOdI/AAAAAAAAAYc/szn4RfemVUU/s320/Krabi+Trip+12.04.08+-+15.04.08+007.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196920053377612242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We rented a bike from the hotel to travel around Krabi. Petrol is definitely not cheap. It's almost equivalent to the cost in Singapore. But I was pretty excited coz this is the first time Gladys got on a bike. She enjoyed it pretty much, I think. So much that with the breeze and all, she'll doze off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/SB8rQgutOeI/AAAAAAAAAYk/TOa67361KDk/s1600-h/Krabi+Trip+12.04.08+-+15.04.08+010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/SB8rQgutOeI/AAAAAAAAAYk/TOa67361KDk/s320/Krabi+Trip+12.04.08+-+15.04.08+010.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196920057672579554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The weather was good but the sun was scotching hot! So to hide away from the heat, we'll find air-con joints for a drink.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gladys enjoying my favourite Green Tea Frappa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/SB8rQgutOfI/AAAAAAAAAYs/X5wjGB0iY7c/s1600-h/Krabi+Trip+12.04.08+-+15.04.08+039.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/SB8rQgutOfI/AAAAAAAAAYs/X5wjGB0iY7c/s320/Krabi+Trip+12.04.08+-+15.04.08+039.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196920057672579570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you see the shiok look on her face? Now, pass me that drink, won't ya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/SB8rQwutOgI/AAAAAAAAAY0/jwZeZupciRM/s1600-h/Krabi+Trip+12.04.08+-+15.04.08+040.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/SB8rQwutOgI/AAAAAAAAAY0/jwZeZupciRM/s320/Krabi+Trip+12.04.08+-+15.04.08+040.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196920061967546882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey, I like this photo pretty much coz I think she look really sweet with the sun hat. But Daddy has got this whip cream still on the corner of his lips. Gosh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/SB8rQwutOhI/AAAAAAAAAY8/A20nqrpy7ZA/s1600-h/Krabi+Trip+12.04.08+-+15.04.08+045.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/SB8rQwutOhI/AAAAAAAAAY8/A20nqrpy7ZA/s320/Krabi+Trip+12.04.08+-+15.04.08+045.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196920061967546898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, while we were there, it was also the Thai's water festival. However, we chose to travel by car instead coz I didn't want our babies to catch a cold. Not to mention, some actually used iced water! Wooo.. But the people are really nice coz when they saw us with babies, they won't splash water at us. I said she's like my amulet, preventing me of getting splashed at.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But Daddy was pretty upset coz his main intention of coming is to take part in this fiesta. So Nika and me, together with our babies, went back to the hotel for a nap while the guys hit the road on their bikes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, they came back drenched.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is how jammed the roads are. At the back of those pick-ups are barrels of iced water. They also threw powder at their victims after they got wet. *ouch*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/SB8rjQutOiI/AAAAAAAAAZE/apav9w_xeoY/s1600-h/Krabi+Trip+12.04.08+-+15.04.08+031.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/SB8rjQutOiI/AAAAAAAAAZE/apav9w_xeoY/s320/Krabi+Trip+12.04.08+-+15.04.08+031.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196920379795126818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone was enjoying at the prime area by the beach. Our car was badly hit by the powder war. Sexy babes are also top targets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/SB8rjgutOjI/AAAAAAAAAZM/LMtJdZCnGbY/s1600-h/Krabi+Trip+12.04.08+-+15.04.08+035.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/SB8rjgutOjI/AAAAAAAAAZM/LMtJdZCnGbY/s320/Krabi+Trip+12.04.08+-+15.04.08+035.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196920384090094130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do enjoy this trip coz I really got to spend time with both hubby and baby. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, as we drove all the way from Singapore, Gladys got a bit of motion sickness and puke couple of times along the way and back. Luckily, being the kiasu me, brought sufficient changes of clothes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm looking forward to our next trip, probably to Australia, at the end of the year.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1586222825185929067-5047590709498925130?l=gladyschia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gladyschia.blogspot.com/feeds/5047590709498925130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1586222825185929067&amp;postID=5047590709498925130' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1586222825185929067/posts/default/5047590709498925130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1586222825185929067/posts/default/5047590709498925130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gladyschia.blogspot.com/2008/05/krabi-trip.html' title='Krabi Trip'/><author><name>Mummy Gene &amp;amp; Baby Gladys</name><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/_8wt-oI4uYto/SB8qYAutOTI/AAAAAAAAAXM/LpwZRZMKYx8/s72-c/Krabi+Trip+12.04.08+-+15.04.08+004.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1586222825185929067.post-8083569015456078310</id><published>2008-04-11T15:26:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-11T15:27:22.916+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sun, Sea &amp; Sand - Here We Come!</title><content type='html'>Yipee!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're setting off for Krabi tonight!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will be back on Wednesday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till then, Bye..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1586222825185929067-8083569015456078310?l=gladyschia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gladyschia.blogspot.com/feeds/8083569015456078310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1586222825185929067&amp;postID=8083569015456078310' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1586222825185929067/posts/default/8083569015456078310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1586222825185929067/posts/default/8083569015456078310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gladyschia.blogspot.com/2008/04/sun-sea-sand-here-we-come.html' title='Sun, Sea &amp; Sand - Here We Come!'/><author><name>Mummy Gene &amp;amp; Baby Gladys</name><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-1586222825185929067.post-156303308490253810</id><published>2008-03-28T02:08:00.024+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T13:13:34.705+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gladys is 1 Years Old Today!!</title><content type='html'>My baby is finally 1 years old today!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so happy and excited at the same time. I mean, so much had happened during the past 366 days and yet, it all seems to pass in a flash.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last year, at this time at about 2am, my water bag burst. I totally freaked out but yet was so excited to see my baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then 1 year later, I am celebrating her 1st birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, old folks say must celebrate baby's birthday earlier rather than later, so we had her party last Sunday at home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had invited a small number of guests for her party cause we had it at home and our home is not exactly that huge to accommodate too many people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, some photos to share.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My baby all ready for her party. Dressed in white, like a little angel. But then, she still look quite boyish hor. Anyway, her Fox Baby dress is from her ever-doting por-por. Though it's meant for 12mths old baby, it is still quite huge on her. Oh ya, she hasn't quit her pacifier yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/R-vnclqSSfI/AAAAAAAAASs/r38YMkWgoP8/s1600-h/Gladys+Bday+Party+23.03.08+001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/R-vnclqSSfI/AAAAAAAAASs/r38YMkWgoP8/s320/Gladys+Bday+Party+23.03.08+001.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182490274551712242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A little decoration we did to the house. The alphabets were done by jie-jie Shermain, Hilda and Regine. The ballons were blown up by me coz the stupid pump broke last minute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/R-vndFqSShI/AAAAAAAAAS8/4wkzVwxuolE/s1600-h/Gladys+Bday+Party+23.03.08+011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/R-vndFqSShI/AAAAAAAAAS8/4wkzVwxuolE/s320/Gladys+Bday+Party+23.03.08+011.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182490283141646866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/R-vnc1qSSgI/AAAAAAAAAS0/2gI03npBzNo/s1600-h/Gladys+Bday+Party+23.03.08+010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/R-vnc1qSSgI/AAAAAAAAAS0/2gI03npBzNo/s320/Gladys+Bday+Party+23.03.08+010.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182490278846679554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/R-vndVqSSiI/AAAAAAAAATE/KUcq7_73HSE/s1600-h/Gladys+Bday+Party+23.03.08+018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/R-vndVqSSiI/AAAAAAAAATE/KUcq7_73HSE/s320/Gladys+Bday+Party+23.03.08+018.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182490287436614178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her 1st birthday cake from eCreative. Janny recommended the meshmellow lollipops. It decorated the cake pretty well coz I got the butterflies and flowers design to match the cake's. The kids were crazy about them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/R-vndVqSSjI/AAAAAAAAATM/XgdGcXltFz8/s1600-h/Gladys+Bday+Party+23.03.08+031.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/R-vndVqSSjI/AAAAAAAAATM/XgdGcXltFz8/s320/Gladys+Bday+Party+23.03.08+031.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182490287436614194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gladys inspecting the piece of cake. Her food has never been this colourful so I guess that's why she hesitated for awhile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/R-4ZB1qSSqI/AAAAAAAAAUE/YHMSPryWiMI/s1600-h/Gladys+Bday+Party+23.03.08+036.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/R-4ZB1qSSqI/AAAAAAAAAUE/YHMSPryWiMI/s320/Gladys+Bday+Party+23.03.08+036.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183107740525021858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She took a really huge bite and her mouth was full of cream and she was happily licking it off her lips.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/R-4ZF1qSSrI/AAAAAAAAAUM/RRckcgUdgzg/s1600-h/Gladys+Bday+Party+23.03.08+039.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/R-4ZF1qSSrI/AAAAAAAAAUM/RRckcgUdgzg/s320/Gladys+Bday+Party+23.03.08+039.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183107809244498610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adeline and Kien Teck, with lil' cutesy Ariel. She's 6 months old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/R-4ikFqSSvI/AAAAAAAAAUs/d7hqs5-u94U/s1600-h/Gladys+Bday+Party+23.03.08+022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/R-4ikFqSSvI/AAAAAAAAAUs/d7hqs5-u94U/s320/Gladys+Bday+Party+23.03.08+022.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183118224540191474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tony and Janny, with Tania and lil' Tasha. Remember, Tasha was Gladys' 1st baby friend? She's 3 months older than Gladys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/R-4YTVqSSlI/AAAAAAAAATc/jRk4yVJFD3w/s1600-h/Gladys+Bday+Party+23.03.08+043.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/R-4YTVqSSlI/AAAAAAAAATc/jRk4yVJFD3w/s320/Gladys+Bday+Party+23.03.08+043.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183106941661104722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guohao and Judith, with Dayrius and lil' Dylan. Dayrius is 18 months old and Dylan is 6 months old. *Dayrius stole Gladys' 1st kiss.*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/R-4YbFqSSmI/AAAAAAAAATk/uVlDEiACVaw/s1600-h/Gladys+Bday+Party+23.03.08+049.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/R-4YbFqSSmI/AAAAAAAAATk/uVlDEiACVaw/s320/Gladys+Bday+Party+23.03.08+049.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183107074805090914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dennis and Serene with their lil bundle of joy. He's 2.5 months old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/R-4YbVqSSnI/AAAAAAAAATs/0s6PFDEDoFY/s1600-h/Gladys+Bday+Party+23.03.08+059.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/R-4YbVqSSnI/AAAAAAAAATs/0s6PFDEDoFY/s320/Gladys+Bday+Party+23.03.08+059.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183107079100058226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nika with lil' Travis. He's 4 months old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/R-4YjVqSSoI/AAAAAAAAAT0/EX4FAP6sAiI/s1600-h/Gladys+Bday+Party+23.03.08+068.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/R-4YjVqSSoI/AAAAAAAAAT0/EX4FAP6sAiI/s320/Gladys+Bday+Party+23.03.08+068.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183107216539011714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Foon with lil' Braydon. He's 7 months old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/R-4Yj1qSSpI/AAAAAAAAAT8/ze01KI2Wu7g/s1600-h/Gladys+Bday+Party+23.03.08+069.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/R-4Yj1qSSpI/AAAAAAAAAT8/ze01KI2Wu7g/s320/Gladys+Bday+Party+23.03.08+069.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183107225128946322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were 2 other baby friends who can't attend. Lil' Jazel who's down with flu and lil' Clyde who has another appointment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tasha was so sweet as to give Gladys a big hug before she go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/R-4ZKlqSSsI/AAAAAAAAAUU/bbqNKEAOFFs/s1600-h/Gladys+Bday+Party+23.03.08+047.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/R-4ZKlqSSsI/AAAAAAAAAUU/bbqNKEAOFFs/s320/Gladys+Bday+Party+23.03.08+047.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183107890848877250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gladys caught kissing Braydon. AND she kissed him a couple of times!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/R-4ZSFqSStI/AAAAAAAAAUc/OK2Ng0TRZuU/s1600-h/Gladys+Bday+Party+23.03.08+062.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/R-4ZSFqSStI/AAAAAAAAAUc/OK2Ng0TRZuU/s320/Gladys+Bday+Party+23.03.08+062.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183108019697896146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If only I caught Dayrius kissing Gladys on camera but I was too slow. He was so sweet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A tired Gladys at the end of the day. But she was still beaming with joy. Here's with her daddy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/R-4ZSVqSSuI/AAAAAAAAAUk/4q2aUFVEGjc/s1600-h/Gladys+Bday+Party+23.03.08+071.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/R-4ZSVqSSuI/AAAAAAAAAUk/4q2aUFVEGjc/s320/Gladys+Bday+Party+23.03.08+071.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183108023992863458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1586222825185929067-156303308490253810?l=gladyschia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gladyschia.blogspot.com/feeds/156303308490253810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1586222825185929067&amp;postID=156303308490253810' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1586222825185929067/posts/default/156303308490253810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1586222825185929067/posts/default/156303308490253810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gladyschia.blogspot.com/2008/03/gladys-is-1-years-old-today.html' title='Gladys is 1 Years Old Today!!'/><author><name>Mummy Gene &amp;amp; Baby Gladys</name><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/_8wt-oI4uYto/R-vnclqSSfI/AAAAAAAAASs/r38YMkWgoP8/s72-c/Gladys+Bday+Party+23.03.08+001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1586222825185929067.post-8052438110487864289</id><published>2008-03-20T18:34:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T13:13:36.926+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Trial Class @ JWTKids</title><content type='html'>Last Sunday, me and dear hubby brought Gladys to Kallang Leisure Park's JWTKids for a free trial class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was quite upset coz I realised I didn't charge up my camera so I didn't get to take many photos as planned. So some photos were taken with my phone's camera which turned out quite blurry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a hard time getting her prepared coz we are both lazy pigs as we usually wake up like around noon time. She was still in sleepy mode even after bathing and changing her and she continued sleeping on the car ride to our destination.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luckily, she wasn't cranky as I thought she will be. *My finger crossing works, finally*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She was still a bit stoned when we just arrived, and we were about 10 minutes late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then when the instructors threw out the coloured balls, she suddenly became awake and crawled quickly towards the pool of balls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/R-4n9lqSSwI/AAAAAAAAAU0/uZ-HaEq1Lh4/s1600-h/1300964.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/R-4n9lqSSwI/AAAAAAAAAU0/uZ-HaEq1Lh4/s320/1300964.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183124160184994562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lil' Gladys enjoying the slide with daddy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/R-6dFVqSSyI/AAAAAAAAAVE/LCnizzRDcLM/s1600-h/DSC00493.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/R-6dFVqSSyI/AAAAAAAAAVE/LCnizzRDcLM/s320/DSC00493.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183252936189430562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She was crawling around a bit until she realised that there's another baby as funny as her and she stopped to make some funny expressions at... her relections.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/R-6dFlqSSzI/AAAAAAAAAVM/ZhEpxtbbD8c/s1600-h/DSC00496.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/R-6dFlqSSzI/AAAAAAAAAVM/ZhEpxtbbD8c/s320/DSC00496.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183252940484397874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the instructors started blowing bubbles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/R-6gLlqSS2I/AAAAAAAAAVk/TxVeD507fBU/s1600-h/Gladys+005.mini.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/R-6gLlqSS2I/AAAAAAAAAVk/TxVeD507fBU/s320/Gladys+005.mini.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183256342098496354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And all the babies crawled quickly towards the bubbles, like bees were attracted to honey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/R-6gL1qSS3I/AAAAAAAAAVs/kWgQwI551So/s1600-h/Gladys+006.mini.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/R-6gL1qSS3I/AAAAAAAAAVs/kWgQwI551So/s320/Gladys+006.mini.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183256346393463666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She entertained herself quite a bit with the colourful toys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/R-6j21qSS5I/AAAAAAAAAV8/wJ7McfOJ6Vw/s1600-h/DSC00502.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/R-6j21qSS5I/AAAAAAAAAV8/wJ7McfOJ6Vw/s320/DSC00502.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183260383662721938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She also enjoyed her time on the swing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/R-6dSVqSS0I/AAAAAAAAAVU/uLZqd3F_rRs/s1600-h/DSC00500.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/R-6dSVqSS0I/AAAAAAAAAVU/uLZqd3F_rRs/s320/DSC00500.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183253159527729986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time to take a picture with mummy. She's clearly embarassed by my oily skin and is not afraid to show it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/R-6gMVqSS4I/AAAAAAAAAV0/OE3pcGt6TUw/s1600-h/Gladys+002.mini.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/R-6gMVqSS4I/AAAAAAAAAV0/OE3pcGt6TUw/s320/Gladys+002.mini.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183256354983398274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, a group picture. However, baby YX and baby Cherelle were not in this photo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/R-4oFlqSSxI/AAAAAAAAAU8/OpxVcOGJkxA/s1600-h/1302403.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/R-4oFlqSSxI/AAAAAAAAAU8/OpxVcOGJkxA/s320/1302403.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183124297623948050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually I'm not sure if she did enjoy herself on the swing coz I think she's more interested to check out her neighbour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt; &lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/xszDTdSQ_gE"&gt; &lt;/param&gt; &lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/xszDTdSQ_gE" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt; &lt;/embed&gt; &lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1586222825185929067-8052438110487864289?l=gladyschia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gladyschia.blogspot.com/feeds/8052438110487864289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1586222825185929067&amp;postID=8052438110487864289' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1586222825185929067/posts/default/8052438110487864289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1586222825185929067/posts/default/8052438110487864289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gladyschia.blogspot.com/2008/03/last-sunday-me-and-dear-hubby-brought.html' title='Trial Class @ JWTKids'/><author><name>Mummy Gene &amp;amp; Baby Gladys</name><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/_8wt-oI4uYto/R-4n9lqSSwI/AAAAAAAAAU0/uZ-HaEq1Lh4/s72-c/1300964.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1586222825185929067.post-8476208845535691538</id><published>2008-02-22T03:47:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-07T01:34:25.430+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Typing Speed</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://speedtest.10-fast-fingers.com" style="display: block; width: 300px; height: 100px; background: url('http://speedtest.10-fast-fingers.com/img/badge1.png') no-repeat; padding-top: 50px; padding-left: 60px; color: #009933; font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none; font-family: Times New Roman, Arial, serif; font-size: 40px;"&gt;80 words&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://speedtest.10-fast-fingers.com"&gt;Speedtest&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1586222825185929067-8476208845535691538?l=gladyschia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gladyschia.blogspot.com/feeds/8476208845535691538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1586222825185929067&amp;postID=8476208845535691538' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1586222825185929067/posts/default/8476208845535691538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1586222825185929067/posts/default/8476208845535691538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gladyschia.blogspot.com/2008/02/my-typing-speed.html' title='My Typing Speed'/><author><name>Mummy Gene &amp;amp; Baby Gladys</name><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-1586222825185929067.post-8933299873461860153</id><published>2008-02-20T13:33:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T13:13:41.429+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Handsome Girl</title><content type='html'>Gladys is going to be 1 years old soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She has learnt to smile for the camera.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/R7u58K9FZSI/AAAAAAAAAQk/Hag2Qytua8c/s1600-h/DSC00345.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/R7u58K9FZSI/AAAAAAAAAQk/Hag2Qytua8c/s320/DSC00345.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168929440721626402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a sexy halter neck dress that her por-por got her. She's almost jumping with joy on my bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/R7u5-q9FZTI/AAAAAAAAAQs/SM88sfBG8RM/s1600-h/DSC00357.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/R7u5-q9FZTI/AAAAAAAAAQs/SM88sfBG8RM/s320/DSC00357.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168929483671299378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A nice picture taken with por-por, who just adores her to bits. Oh, did you notice she's got a nice little hairclip?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/R7u5_K9FZUI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/56tDta933YQ/s1600-h/DSC00359.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/R7u5_K9FZUI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/56tDta933YQ/s320/DSC00359.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168929492261233986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A ride with her best friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/R7u6FK9FZVI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/DlxmFPXq0v4/s1600-h/DSC00363.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/R7u6FK9FZVI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/DlxmFPXq0v4/s320/DSC00363.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168929595340449106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She refused to get down from the kiddy ride.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/R7u6Fa9FZWI/AAAAAAAAARE/8a8y5KeAJGs/s1600-h/DSC00364.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/R7u6Fa9FZWI/AAAAAAAAARE/8a8y5KeAJGs/s320/DSC00364.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168929599635416418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A kiss for Barney before she got off reluctantly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/R7u6i69FZXI/AAAAAAAAARM/pWV-udoKOSw/s1600-h/DSC00366.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/R7u6i69FZXI/AAAAAAAAARM/pWV-udoKOSw/s320/DSC00366.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168930106441557362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the Chingay Parade. Her eyes were glued to the colourful trucks and funny people who came to shake her tiny hands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/R7u6jK9FZYI/AAAAAAAAARU/1qUTzue4W4Y/s1600-h/DSC00368.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/R7u6jK9FZYI/AAAAAAAAARU/1qUTzue4W4Y/s320/DSC00368.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168930110736524674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Getting restless after awhile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/R7u6ja9FZZI/AAAAAAAAARc/rJZJHo0wSR8/s1600-h/DSC00370.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/R7u6ja9FZZI/AAAAAAAAARc/rJZJHo0wSR8/s320/DSC00370.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168930115031491986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mummy forced her for a photo with a beautiful 'Bugs' Life' truck at the background.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/R7u6j69FZaI/AAAAAAAAARk/l4nTEQQH91c/s1600-h/DSC00372.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/R7u6j69FZaI/AAAAAAAAARk/l4nTEQQH91c/s320/DSC00372.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168930123621426594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She seems happier taking photos with Daddy, as usual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/R7u6kK9FZbI/AAAAAAAAARs/y-DIet-foIs/s1600-h/DSC00376.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/R7u6kK9FZbI/AAAAAAAAARs/y-DIet-foIs/s320/DSC00376.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168930127916393906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1586222825185929067-8933299873461860153?l=gladyschia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gladyschia.blogspot.com/feeds/8933299873461860153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1586222825185929067&amp;postID=8933299873461860153' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1586222825185929067/posts/default/8933299873461860153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1586222825185929067/posts/default/8933299873461860153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gladyschia.blogspot.com/2008/02/handsome-girl.html' title='Handsome Girl'/><author><name>Mummy Gene &amp;amp; Baby Gladys</name><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/_8wt-oI4uYto/R7u58K9FZSI/AAAAAAAAAQk/Hag2Qytua8c/s72-c/DSC00345.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1586222825185929067.post-2649666120140552786</id><published>2008-02-20T13:23:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T13:13:43.416+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bangkok Trip</title><content type='html'>I got a shock when I got back from the trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My brand new 2GB memory card is barely utilised. I thought I will be making full use of it since it's a 5 days trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then, how to blame me right? Since my hands are always busy trying to grab and grip lil' Gladys. And also, shopping and carrying my loots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's not a second free for me to fish out my camera, which is somewhere in the diaper bag.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, let me just summarize the trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 1 (04.02.08)&lt;br /&gt;I'm glad we took the afternoon flight, so I've got more time to get everything ready. Gladys was quite well behaved throughout, munching on her teddy puffs and hugging on to her Barney while the plane took off. A baby girl sitting on the first row, slightly older than Gladys, was wailing her lungs out. Her mother and maid took turns to pacify her. I was worried that her cryings will prompt Gladys to cry along. Luckily, she slept as soon as the plane hit cruise mode and didn't wake till we touched down. I had an asthma attack that night probably due to the dusty air con in the room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 2 (05.02.08)&lt;br /&gt;Didn't sleep much and had to wake up early as we had to travel some distance to the floating market. It is damn expensive ok. 1,000 baht per sampan, which is like almost S$50 and it is very scary, especially with a baby in arms. At first it was very rocky when we board at a small river, but it was better when we went into a bigger river. The traffic's crazy but they're very considerate. Even motor boats will slow down when passing us. I'm sure we'll capsize if they don't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are so many things there. We bought lots of fruits. They are so fresh and damn cheap. There's also noodles but we didn't get any coz it doesn't look very clean. Not that I'm particular but, I don't want any upset tummy while shopping. I'm still wondering how they return the bowls when they're done coz they'll eat on their own boat and continue down the stream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The most astonishing thing is, I've seen people killing and and cleaning ducks along the river bank. The intestines thrown into the river and I guess these are the ducks used for the noodles. Then, just next door, one man happily rinsing his mop in the water. Yucks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luckily, I didn't get those noodles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the start of the floating market.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/R7u_Z69FZcI/AAAAAAAAAR0/tfJyyawcWxQ/s1600-h/Bangkok+05.02.08+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/R7u_Z69FZcI/AAAAAAAAAR0/tfJyyawcWxQ/s320/Bangkok+05.02.08+001.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168935449380873666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gladys tied onto the sling coz I'm afraid she may just climb out of the boat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/R7u_aa9FZdI/AAAAAAAAAR8/mmn0mlB0GtE/s1600-h/Bangkok+05.02.08+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/R7u_aa9FZdI/AAAAAAAAAR8/mmn0mlB0GtE/s320/Bangkok+05.02.08+003.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168935457970808274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy family on the boat and Gladys got a new pair of hand-made maracas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/R7u_a69FZeI/AAAAAAAAASE/kylKKUpBPTs/s1600-h/Bangkok+05.02.08+012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/R7u_a69FZeI/AAAAAAAAASE/kylKKUpBPTs/s320/Bangkok+05.02.08+012.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168935466560742882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 3 (06.02.08)&lt;br /&gt;Busy Shopping! As it was Chinese New Year's eve, we had a nice dinner at a Teochew restaurant beside Platinum Mall. Nice roast piglet they have. Forgot to take any photos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 4 (07.02.08)&lt;br /&gt;Tried to cover as much places as I can. Thus, no time for photos too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 5 (08.02.08)&lt;br /&gt;As usual, time is never enough when you're having a holiday. Made use of the day to do more damages to my wallet, before our evening flight. We experienced the worst check-in at the airport. Took us more than an hour! Then I realised that the counter guy is a trainee. Argghhh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, while queueing, I took the time to feed Gladys. I don't want a hungry baby on flight. We also take this time to make use of the camera.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy family. (But mummy already quite upset with the slow counter guy.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/R7u_bq9FZfI/AAAAAAAAASM/TwBsOMA3hQM/s1600-h/Bangkok+08.02.08+026.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/R7u_bq9FZfI/AAAAAAAAASM/TwBsOMA3hQM/s320/Bangkok+08.02.08+026.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168935479445644786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gladys was in a happy mood and decided to give the floor a mop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/R7u_cK9FZgI/AAAAAAAAASU/RLeguVyuWkg/s1600-h/Bangkok+08.02.08+030.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/R7u_cK9FZgI/AAAAAAAAASU/RLeguVyuWkg/s320/Bangkok+08.02.08+030.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168935488035579394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before she can do a little vacuuming, I dump her into the luggage trolley. Still cheeky and sticking out tongue. Por-por and Gong-gong also buay tahan her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/R7u_669FZhI/AAAAAAAAASc/7eq-2XTBOqA/s1600-h/Bangkok+08.02.08+035.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/R7u_669FZhI/AAAAAAAAASc/7eq-2XTBOqA/s320/Bangkok+08.02.08+035.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168936016316556818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Struggling to get out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/R7u_7a9FZiI/AAAAAAAAASk/YyS0c4rud7U/s1600-h/Bangkok+08.02.08+036.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/R7u_7a9FZiI/AAAAAAAAASk/YyS0c4rud7U/s320/Bangkok+08.02.08+036.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168936024906491426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, she has been a really sweet baby throughout the whole trip. Maybe cause it was not a long flight? Luckily the time coincides with her nap time so she slept through both ways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya, I bought some really sweet tiny hair clips for her. Just nice for her little bunch of fringe. I'll post up some photos soon. I promise.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1586222825185929067-2649666120140552786?l=gladyschia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gladyschia.blogspot.com/feeds/2649666120140552786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1586222825185929067&amp;postID=2649666120140552786' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1586222825185929067/posts/default/2649666120140552786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1586222825185929067/posts/default/2649666120140552786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gladyschia.blogspot.com/2008/02/bangkok-trip.html' title='Bangkok Trip'/><author><name>Mummy Gene &amp;amp; Baby Gladys</name><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/_8wt-oI4uYto/R7u_Z69FZcI/AAAAAAAAAR0/tfJyyawcWxQ/s72-c/Bangkok+05.02.08+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1586222825185929067.post-8562371207039599600</id><published>2008-02-03T15:04:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-03T15:17:51.245+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Leaving on a Jet Plane</title><content type='html'>Tomorrow at around this time, we will be on our way to the airport.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We will be celebrating this Chinese New Year away from home. Oh no, it's Gladys' 1st year and she's gonna miss out on the ang-pows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so looking forward to a shopping spree in Bangkok. It's been 2 years since I've last been there. But then, it's no fun shopping when there's a baby in toll.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've not yet done any packing. I don't even dare to think about it. There seems to be so much to bring along. I foresee Gladys' gonna occupy 3/4 of my luggage space. Ok, I'm exaggerating. Maybe just 1/2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I'm keeping my fingers crossed that all's well for this trip. Smooth journey and enjoyable holiday. I've heard nasty stories about babies wailing throughout the flight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luckily, it's only about 90 mins of flight. I should be able to handle that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still, I can't take any chances. I'm gonna load up my hand luggage with her favourite snacks, her favourite toy, her smelly pillow and wet pacifier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That should do. I hope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope I'll be sane enough to take some nice shots to share. Wooo, I so love shopping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tata!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1586222825185929067-8562371207039599600?l=gladyschia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gladyschia.blogspot.com/feeds/8562371207039599600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1586222825185929067&amp;postID=8562371207039599600' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1586222825185929067/posts/default/8562371207039599600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1586222825185929067/posts/default/8562371207039599600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gladyschia.blogspot.com/2008/02/leaving-on-jet-plane.html' title='Leaving on a Jet Plane'/><author><name>Mummy Gene &amp;amp; Baby Gladys</name><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-1586222825185929067.post-6933585917904083610</id><published>2008-02-03T03:20:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T13:13:44.239+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Babies</title><content type='html'>This year seems to be a good one to have kids. Heard that it's the Golden Pig year and it's suppose to bring prosper to parents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Close friends like Jessica and Foon also choose to have babies this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometime ago, we met up for lunch at Marina Square.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From left, Foon with bb Braydon, Serene with nephew, Carmen with Easton, me with bb Gladys and Jessica with bb Jazel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/R6TEg7fKomI/AAAAAAAAAQE/zqXkMjnbuK0/s1600-h/Gladys+28.12.07+011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/R6TEg7fKomI/AAAAAAAAAQE/zqXkMjnbuK0/s320/Gladys+28.12.07+011.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162467142876701282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carmen, Jessica and myself used to be really close. We used to hang out very often together. Riding on our scramblers. Never imagined that one day we'll be hip mamas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In fact, Eric and me was on a bike trip to Koh Samui with Carmen and hubby, Jason, before conceiving baby Gladys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Learning in progress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/R6THFbfKopI/AAAAAAAAAQc/N3lqWmxM0EQ/s1600-h/DSC00340.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/R6THFbfKopI/AAAAAAAAAQc/N3lqWmxM0EQ/s320/DSC00340.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162469968965182098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For her, I've missed out a lot: fun, friends, finance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But what I get is priceless. I've got a little bundle of joy smiling at me when I wake in the morning. I've got a smelly baby sleeping soundly with mouth wide open, when I sleep at night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brushing her pearlies before bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/R6TGiLfKonI/AAAAAAAAAQM/W4bCB_DCxdA/s1600-h/DSC00317.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/R6TGiLfKonI/AAAAAAAAAQM/W4bCB_DCxdA/s320/DSC00317.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162469363374793330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's the best thing that has ever happened to me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/R6THFLfKooI/AAAAAAAAAQU/vFd7zSCSvC8/s1600-h/DSC00327.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/R6THFLfKooI/AAAAAAAAAQU/vFd7zSCSvC8/s320/DSC00327.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162469964670214786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1586222825185929067-6933585917904083610?l=gladyschia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gladyschia.blogspot.com/feeds/6933585917904083610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1586222825185929067&amp;postID=6933585917904083610' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1586222825185929067/posts/default/6933585917904083610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1586222825185929067/posts/default/6933585917904083610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gladyschia.blogspot.com/2008/02/babies.html' title='Babies'/><author><name>Mummy Gene &amp;amp; Baby Gladys</name><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/_8wt-oI4uYto/R6TEg7fKomI/AAAAAAAAAQE/zqXkMjnbuK0/s72-c/Gladys+28.12.07+011.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1586222825185929067.post-673517372619203771</id><published>2008-01-29T23:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-03T03:21:08.457+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gladys is 10 Months Old Already!</title><content type='html'>Gladys is officially 10 months old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 months short of her 1st birthday. I've get to plan anything yet. How ah? Any recommendations?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You may have noticed that my last post was a month ago. It's been ages since I've done any updating here. Because...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel so tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Extremely tired, to be exact.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There seems to be so many things going on everyday and I'm so worn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tired out by this wriggling monster who is so hyper active. God knows where she got all these energy from!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's always crawling around, pulling herself up to stand and releasing her grip thinking that she can stand really well, but in fact, she can't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I've got to be constantly be on my guard. Crawling after her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But she has also learnt many other things like kissing me on my lips, blowing bubbles with her saliva, and she's really good at clapping hands! She can also wave bye bye and it got on her nerves when she sees me changed and ready to go out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She gets excited when she sees me. She cries when daddy didn't kiss her when he gets back after work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She loves wholemeal bread and Gerber banana puffs. She loves fruits and is interested in every junk that I'm eating. She's starting to hate her milk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She loves Sesame Street, Barneys and Hi-5. She hates Doddlepops.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She hates to have her face cleaned, her hair washed, her teeth brushed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's pretty good in potty and has saved me some diapers. I'll examine her poo thereafter. Checking the texture, the colour and such. Mummy is great, isn't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's now 8.1kg, 72cm tall and her head is 45cm in circumference.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She laughs when she sees my reaction when she gave me a punch, or a slap or a poke in my eye. She loves biting me on my left arm. Sometimes I feel so battered. I'm a clown eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She can say Papa (daddy), Mama (mummy), Mum-mum (food), Jiejie (elder sister), Meimei (younger sister), bubbles (bubbles in her bath tub) and lots of other baby languages only she knows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Such a miracle, ain't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She loves daddy more than me. I knew it when her first word is Papa. Now, whenever she shares the bed with us, she'll snuggle closer to daddy and her butt will be on my side. Sometimes if I'm lucky, I'll have her leg on my neck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, she got on her first kiddy ride. As in, I slot in a dollar and she got 1 minute of fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her maternal grandparents adore her to bits and is so protective over their 1st grandchild. Grandma is trying hard to get her attention to look at the camera. Grandpa is hiding behind Barneys and grabbing her hand, just in case she falls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/-mo8Y9rEM3s&amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/-mo8Y9rEM3s&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1586222825185929067-673517372619203771?l=gladyschia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gladyschia.blogspot.com/feeds/673517372619203771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1586222825185929067&amp;postID=673517372619203771' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1586222825185929067/posts/default/673517372619203771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1586222825185929067/posts/default/673517372619203771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gladyschia.blogspot.com/2008/01/gladys-is-10-months-old-already.html' title='Gladys is 10 Months Old Already!'/><author><name>Mummy Gene &amp;amp; Baby Gladys</name><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-1586222825185929067.post-6239185742334911520</id><published>2007-12-18T02:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T13:13:44.440+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Accidents</title><content type='html'>You know Gladys just had a fall not too long ago because Papa was glued to the TV screen right. At first, I thought she just had a small little bruise on her forehead but days after that fall, I realised that the impact was on her shoulder instead when the big bruise appeared.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My poor baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since then, we have been 'training' her at the edge of beds and sofas that it's very dangerous to crawl out of the 'boundary'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One fine day, Papa was so proud of himself and he claims that he has successfully 'trained' Gladys not to crawl beyond the boundary. I thought so and believed him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I stood there and watched while he 'demostrates'. He told Gladys to stop and that it was dangerous to go on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gladys hesitated and paused.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yipee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But before we can react, Gladys continued to crawl and fell flat on her cheek. My goodness!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Argh, I can't believe I actually believed what men said. I shouldn't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I picked up my crying baby and also whatever I could lay my hands on and started throwing at him. *sob*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was shattered. It was all my fault. I let it happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then another day, we were having claypot rice and when it was served, Gladys was so excited and though still in the child seat, jumped forward and reached for the piping hot claypot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can imagine what happened next.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She cried hysterically!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arghhh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I screened her hand for burns and it seems that there was no major injury but I let her hold on to an ice cup nevertheless. Then, I attempted to pacify her with her favourite biscuit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It didn't work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Papa fed her with some claypot rice and it does the trick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Babies can be so easily cheated with food lor!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And just the other day when I met up with some mummies and babies at IMM's Secret Receipe for coffee, Gladys reached out for my plate and it landed on the floor with a loud crack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was shocked! Luckily she was injured in this case. Luckily I didn't have to pay for the damages. And luckily I had finished the Chocolate Banana cake. :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My goodness, I must always be on my guards at all times now that she's so mobile, and fast!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and my cheeky baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/R2lRddbQO4I/AAAAAAAAAP8/FpLWf4kmilg/s1600-h/DSC00296.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/R2lRddbQO4I/AAAAAAAAAP8/FpLWf4kmilg/s320/DSC00296.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145733615804496770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1586222825185929067-6239185742334911520?l=gladyschia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gladyschia.blogspot.com/feeds/6239185742334911520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1586222825185929067&amp;postID=6239185742334911520' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1586222825185929067/posts/default/6239185742334911520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1586222825185929067/posts/default/6239185742334911520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gladyschia.blogspot.com/2007/12/accidents.html' title='Accidents'/><author><name>Mummy Gene &amp;amp; Baby Gladys</name><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/_8wt-oI4uYto/R2lRddbQO4I/AAAAAAAAAP8/FpLWf4kmilg/s72-c/DSC00296.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1586222825185929067.post-5286932800143892816</id><published>2007-12-08T16:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T13:13:45.683+08:00</updated><title type='text'>X'mas Gathering with April Babies</title><content type='html'>The party was held at The Eden. It was a long drive to our destination and I was glad Gladys slept through the journey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like the previous party that we went to, we had lots of goody bags too. You know, there's never too many of goody bags.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gladys was on the mat for awhile to catch up with her friends. Here's with baby Caitlyn. She's going to Boston real soon. I'm sure Gladys will miss her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/R2a5lNbQO0I/AAAAAAAAAPc/e-v7NjkKbHE/s1600-h/Gladys+08.12.07+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/R2a5lNbQO0I/AAAAAAAAAPc/e-v7NjkKbHE/s320/Gladys+08.12.07+005.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145003673227639618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's baby Keira. Gladys loves playing with her too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/R2a5l9bQO1I/AAAAAAAAAPk/snx1CCbV2L4/s1600-h/Gladys+08.12.07+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/R2a5l9bQO1I/AAAAAAAAAPk/snx1CCbV2L4/s320/Gladys+08.12.07+006.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145003686112541522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And because there are just so many babies, I didn't get to take photo of them with Gladys. We had forgotten to take a group picture together. That's how a mummy's brain work. Hee..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gladys didn't get to nap at all throughout the party. Perhaps it was too noisy. Or maybe she is just too kaypo and didn't wanna miss out anything if she slept.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A bit stone towards the end of the party.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/R2a5mdbQO2I/AAAAAAAAAPs/zaZaUTJU5T8/s1600-h/Gladys+08.12.07+012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/R2a5mdbQO2I/AAAAAAAAAPs/zaZaUTJU5T8/s320/Gladys+08.12.07+012.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145003694702476130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when I got her to pose with the Christmas hat, she seems not too happy about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/R2a5m9bQO3I/AAAAAAAAAP0/LRaaxohVBlI/s1600-h/Gladys+08.12.07+029.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/R2a5m9bQO3I/AAAAAAAAAP0/LRaaxohVBlI/s320/Gladys+08.12.07+029.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145003703292410738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Motherhood is so contradicting.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1586222825185929067-5286932800143892816?l=gladyschia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gladyschia.blogspot.com/feeds/5286932800143892816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1586222825185929067&amp;postID=5286932800143892816' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1586222825185929067/posts/default/5286932800143892816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1586222825185929067/posts/default/5286932800143892816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gladyschia.blogspot.com/2007/12/xmas-gathering-with-april-babies.html' title='X&apos;mas Gathering with April Babies'/><author><name>Mummy Gene &amp;amp; Baby Gladys</name><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/_8wt-oI4uYto/R2a5lNbQO0I/AAAAAAAAAPc/e-v7NjkKbHE/s72-c/Gladys+08.12.07+005.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1586222825185929067.post-4326356202802779558</id><published>2007-12-06T23:59:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-07T00:07:11.238+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gladys 1st Fall</title><content type='html'>Gladys just had a big fall down my bed about half an hour ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had asked Papa to look after her while I keep the clothes into the closet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before anything was done, I heard a loud 'thud' and I knew something had happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My heart sank to rock bottom while Gladys cried hysterically.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My goodness, the right side of her face was all red and she has got a bruise on her right forehead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I almost hammer Papa on the spot if I wasn't carrying and comforting the crying baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All because he was so engrossed with WWE Wrestling which was on cable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you believe it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now she's sleeping peacefully as if nothing had happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm just gonna observe her for the next 24 hours if there's anthing abnormal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God, please bless my baby.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1586222825185929067-4326356202802779558?l=gladyschia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gladyschia.blogspot.com/feeds/4326356202802779558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1586222825185929067&amp;postID=4326356202802779558' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1586222825185929067/posts/default/4326356202802779558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1586222825185929067/posts/default/4326356202802779558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gladyschia.blogspot.com/2007/12/gladys-1st-fall.html' title='Gladys 1st Fall'/><author><name>Mummy Gene &amp;amp; Baby Gladys</name><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-1586222825185929067.post-2544761649980616213</id><published>2007-12-06T02:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-06T02:58:52.793+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gladys Kissing Herself!</title><content type='html'>Gladys is kissing and licking at her reflection in the mirror! So funny!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/LhBBbm6jK6s&amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/LhBBbm6jK6s&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1586222825185929067-2544761649980616213?l=gladyschia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gladyschia.blogspot.com/feeds/2544761649980616213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1586222825185929067&amp;postID=2544761649980616213' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1586222825185929067/posts/default/2544761649980616213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1586222825185929067/posts/default/2544761649980616213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gladyschia.blogspot.com/2007/12/gladys-kissing-herself.html' title='Gladys Kissing Herself!'/><author><name>Mummy Gene &amp;amp; Baby Gladys</name><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-1586222825185929067.post-2633881277011095489</id><published>2007-11-25T05:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-25T05:27:52.325+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Little "Traitor"</title><content type='html'>Sighz..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've always thought my little princess will call "mama" first, coz I've been teaching her all along.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've even bet with hubby that she'll call "mama" first before "papa".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But she proved us wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My hubby was so proud that he took a video of her saying "papa" non-stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/eJKwfPaUTYQ&amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/eJKwfPaUTYQ&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1586222825185929067-2633881277011095489?l=gladyschia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gladyschia.blogspot.com/feeds/2633881277011095489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1586222825185929067&amp;postID=2633881277011095489' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1586222825185929067/posts/default/2633881277011095489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1586222825185929067/posts/default/2633881277011095489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gladyschia.blogspot.com/2007/11/my-little-traitor.html' title='My Little &quot;Traitor&quot;'/><author><name>Mummy Gene &amp;amp; Baby Gladys</name><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-1586222825185929067.post-2204495912653993606</id><published>2007-11-25T04:57:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T13:13:45.954+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dear Papa Eric..</title><content type='html'>..Happy 4th Anniversary!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/R0iQ95ojY4I/AAAAAAAAAOE/uH-_13Kwobs/s1600-h/DSC_0140.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/R0iQ95ojY4I/AAAAAAAAAOE/uH-_13Kwobs/s320/DSC_0140.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136514768133383042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1586222825185929067-2204495912653993606?l=gladyschia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gladyschia.blogspot.com/feeds/2204495912653993606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1586222825185929067&amp;postID=2204495912653993606' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1586222825185929067/posts/default/2204495912653993606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1586222825185929067/posts/default/2204495912653993606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gladyschia.blogspot.com/2007/11/dear-papa-eric.html' title='Dear Papa Eric..'/><author><name>Mummy Gene &amp;amp; Baby Gladys</name><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/_8wt-oI4uYto/R0iQ95ojY4I/AAAAAAAAAOE/uH-_13Kwobs/s72-c/DSC_0140.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1586222825185929067.post-4061713732514394672</id><published>2007-11-18T03:56:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T13:13:48.873+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Trial Class @ Tumbletots</title><content type='html'>Papa Eric offered to join us for this trial class coz after previous trial classes, I always complaint that my friends' hubby are all so supportive and I bet people will mistaken me for a single mum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hee hee..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We managed to get there just on time after rushing to get ready and trying to locate the place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To our dismay, the equipment is quite rundown unlike Gymboree's. It is mostly made of wood unlike the other which is padded. Also, the air-con is not cold enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, we had a great time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's baby Isabelle trying to smack Gladys' botak head and baby Dillion innocently looking away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/R0u-t5ojY5I/AAAAAAAAAOM/lF-TqdXhSh8/s1600-h/Gladys+17.11.07+Trial+Class+%40+Tumbletots+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/R0u-t5ojY5I/AAAAAAAAAOM/lF-TqdXhSh8/s320/Gladys+17.11.07+Trial+Class+%40+Tumbletots+002.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137409495720485778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby get to 'enjoy' a massage from dearest Mummy. But they don't look like they enjoyed it, do they?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/R0u-upojY6I/AAAAAAAAAOU/drFfHJfJN7s/s1600-h/Gladys+17.11.07+Trial+Class+%40+Tumbletots+008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/R0u-upojY6I/AAAAAAAAAOU/drFfHJfJN7s/s320/Gladys+17.11.07+Trial+Class+%40+Tumbletots+008.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137409508605387682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How much hard work there is just to entertain our little precious ones. All mummies working out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/R0u-vJojY7I/AAAAAAAAAOc/1Fwbb18hQ-o/s1600-h/Gladys+17.11.07+Trial+Class+%40+Tumbletots+021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/R0u-vJojY7I/AAAAAAAAAOc/1Fwbb18hQ-o/s320/Gladys+17.11.07+Trial+Class+%40+Tumbletots+021.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137409517195322290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mummy with Baby!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/R0u-wZojY8I/AAAAAAAAAOk/9xb5Mt4ZiRg/s1600-h/Gladys+17.11.07+Trial+Class+%40+Tumbletots+024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/R0u-wZojY8I/AAAAAAAAAOk/9xb5Mt4ZiRg/s320/Gladys+17.11.07+Trial+Class+%40+Tumbletots+024.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137409538670158786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She seems happier with Daddy. Ok, fine!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/R0u-w5ojY9I/AAAAAAAAAOs/P0imjp364Ug/s1600-h/Gladys+17.11.07+Trial+Class+%40+Tumbletots+028.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/R0u-w5ojY9I/AAAAAAAAAOs/P0imjp364Ug/s320/Gladys+17.11.07+Trial+Class+%40+Tumbletots+028.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137409547260093394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With dear Daddy on the trampoline.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/R0vAk5ojY-I/AAAAAAAAAO0/le81HtrGQ-E/s1600-h/Gladys+17.11.07+Trial+Class+%40+Tumbletots+037.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/R0vAk5ojY-I/AAAAAAAAAO0/le81HtrGQ-E/s320/Gladys+17.11.07+Trial+Class+%40+Tumbletots+037.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137411540124918754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again with dear Daddy on the walking platform.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/R0vAmJojY_I/AAAAAAAAAO8/5FT1rhqVJEs/s1600-h/Gladys+17.11.07+Trial+Class+%40+Tumbletots+040.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/R0vAmJojY_I/AAAAAAAAAO8/5FT1rhqVJEs/s320/Gladys+17.11.07+Trial+Class+%40+Tumbletots+040.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137411561599755250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And again with dear Daddy while climbing up the slide. Cheater bug, use handphone to attract her to climb forward.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/R0vAnJojZAI/AAAAAAAAAPE/G--CH04XU1U/s1600-h/Gladys+17.11.07+Trial+Class+%40+Tumbletots+051.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/R0vAnJojZAI/AAAAAAAAAPE/G--CH04XU1U/s320/Gladys+17.11.07+Trial+Class+%40+Tumbletots+051.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137411578779624450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally she realises that she still loves Mummy the most and wanna jump out from Daddy's grasp. Hee hee..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/R0vAnpojZBI/AAAAAAAAAPM/QTClvYt-sDk/s1600-h/Gladys+17.11.07+Trial+Class+%40+Tumbletots+058.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/R0vAnpojZBI/AAAAAAAAAPM/QTClvYt-sDk/s320/Gladys+17.11.07+Trial+Class+%40+Tumbletots+058.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137411587369559058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I really love to see how much closer they are now than ever before. These are the 2 persons I love most! Look how comfortable Gladys is with Papa Eric.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/R0vAoZojZCI/AAAAAAAAAPU/fGtiGoQalyg/s1600-h/Gladys+17.11.07+Trial+Class+%40+Tumbletots+067.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/R0vAoZojZCI/AAAAAAAAAPU/fGtiGoQalyg/s320/Gladys+17.11.07+Trial+Class+%40+Tumbletots+067.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137411600254460962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="visibility:visible;"&gt;&lt;object type="application/x-shockwave-flash" data="http://widget-92.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" height="320" width="426" style="width:426px;height:320px"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://widget-92.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=648518346366727058&amp;site=widget-92.slide.com"/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=ms&amp;ad=0&amp;id=648518346366727058&amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-92.slide.com/p1/648518346366727058/ms_t017_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=648518346366727058&amp;map=2" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-92.slide.com/p2/648518346366727058/ms_t017_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/1586222825185929067-4061713732514394672?l=gladyschia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gladyschia.blogspot.com/feeds/4061713732514394672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1586222825185929067&amp;postID=4061713732514394672' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1586222825185929067/posts/default/4061713732514394672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1586222825185929067/posts/default/4061713732514394672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gladyschia.blogspot.com/2007/11/trial-class-tumbletots.html' title='Trial Class @ Tumbletots'/><author><name>Mummy Gene &amp;amp; Baby Gladys</name><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/_8wt-oI4uYto/R0u-t5ojY5I/AAAAAAAAAOM/lF-TqdXhSh8/s72-c/Gladys+17.11.07+Trial+Class+%40+Tumbletots+002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1586222825185929067.post-1213197908265290087</id><published>2007-11-18T03:55:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T13:13:49.845+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cool Babe!</title><content type='html'>YO! YO! Check me out! Yo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/R0E8bJojY0I/AAAAAAAAANk/wBMz7J8mBDI/s1600-h/Gladys+14.11.07+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/R0E8bJojY0I/AAAAAAAAANk/wBMz7J8mBDI/s320/Gladys+14.11.07+001.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134451487319221058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a big gal now. Yo! Look, I can sit on a chair already. Just don't look at what I have in my mouth. Yo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/R0E8b5ojY1I/AAAAAAAAANs/k3Fkm3yxzRM/s1600-h/Gladys+14.11.07+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/R0E8b5ojY1I/AAAAAAAAANs/k3Fkm3yxzRM/s320/Gladys+14.11.07+002.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134451500204122962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check out what my Papa bought me. A brand new &lt;a href="http://www.big.de/de/produkte/popups/aaa_anna_new_bobby_car_princess.htm"&gt;BIG-BOBBY-CAR-PRINCESS&lt;/a&gt;! Yo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/R0E8cZojY2I/AAAAAAAAAN0/gNkpzX0CNyY/s1600-h/Gladys+16.11.07+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/R0E8cZojY2I/AAAAAAAAAN0/gNkpzX0CNyY/s320/Gladys+16.11.07+002.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134451508794057570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I'm still too small to ride on it but I don't care. Yo! It's in my blood. Don't hold me back! Yo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/R0E8c5ojY3I/AAAAAAAAAN8/XR1ZUtVQs_g/s1600-h/Gladys+16.11.07+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/R0E8c5ojY3I/AAAAAAAAAN8/XR1ZUtVQs_g/s320/Gladys+16.11.07+007.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134451517383992178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1586222825185929067-1213197908265290087?l=gladyschia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gladyschia.blogspot.com/feeds/1213197908265290087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1586222825185929067&amp;postID=1213197908265290087' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1586222825185929067/posts/default/1213197908265290087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1586222825185929067/posts/default/1213197908265290087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gladyschia.blogspot.com/2007/11/cool-babe.html' title='Cool Babe!'/><author><name>Mummy Gene &amp;amp; Baby Gladys</name><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/_8wt-oI4uYto/R0E8bJojY0I/AAAAAAAAANk/wBMz7J8mBDI/s72-c/Gladys+14.11.07+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1586222825185929067.post-2751758085806473059</id><published>2007-11-11T23:22:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T13:13:51.170+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gladys 1st Time at the Race Track</title><content type='html'>Papa Eric had been very busy throughout the weekend coz he's the organiser for the Yamaha Cub Prix 2007.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/Rzib-7NyDrI/AAAAAAAAAMo/A7tg8PxKPYQ/s1600-h/Motard+Race+07+Round+3+11.11.07+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/Rzib-7NyDrI/AAAAAAAAAMo/A7tg8PxKPYQ/s320/Motard+Race+07+Round+3+11.11.07+003.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132023280738373298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before I was pregnant, I'll help out at the events. This is the first time that I went after getting pregnant and giving birth. So can you imagine how long ago it was when I last appear?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/RzicA7NyDtI/AAAAAAAAAM4/CuX3SmcobME/s1600-h/Motard+Race+07+Round+3+11.11.07+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/RzicA7NyDtI/AAAAAAAAAM4/CuX3SmcobME/s320/Motard+Race+07+Round+3+11.11.07+006.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132023315098111698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Despite the noise from the racing bikes, Gladys still doze off to dreamland coz I guess she must be really tired from the Gymboree class earlier in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/Rzib_rNyDsI/AAAAAAAAAMw/827-zGpdFIs/s1600-h/Motard+Race+07+Round+3+11.11.07+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/Rzib_rNyDsI/AAAAAAAAAMw/827-zGpdFIs/s320/Motard+Race+07+Round+3+11.11.07+004.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132023293623275202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kelvin, Papa Eric's twin brother, got 1st in one of the race. It's in their blood to be determined to win a competition they're in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/RzicgrNyDvI/AAAAAAAAANI/QIkt8e5SSt4/s1600-h/Motard+Race+07+Round+3+11.11.07+024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/RzicgrNyDvI/AAAAAAAAANI/QIkt8e5SSt4/s320/Motard+Race+07+Round+3+11.11.07+024.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132023860558958322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the past when Papa Eric was still racing, they will always be competing for the 1st position. I'll always break out in cold sweat watching them race. They were known as the 'undiscipline brothers'!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/Rzig6rNyDzI/AAAAAAAAANc/XoKJYf9XQg8/s1600-h/Motard+Race+20.11.04+-+21.11.04+023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/Rzig6rNyDzI/AAAAAAAAANc/XoKJYf9XQg8/s320/Motard+Race+20.11.04+-+21.11.04+023.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132028705282068274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gladys got the chance to sit on one of the bikes to pose for a picture with Papa Eric.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/Rzc7erNyDeI/AAAAAAAAALA/XN4nT9IRDBU/s1600-h/Motard+Race+07+Round+3+11.11.07+008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/Rzc7erNyDeI/AAAAAAAAALA/XN4nT9IRDBU/s320/Motard+Race+07+Round+3+11.11.07+008.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131635698594614754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be getting a mini bike for Gladys when she's older. I don't care. I think she'll enjoying riding, like I did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/Rzc7-7NyDfI/AAAAAAAAALI/iluBA4vg1c4/s1600-h/Motard+Race+07+Round+3+11.11.07+010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/Rzc7-7NyDfI/AAAAAAAAALI/iluBA4vg1c4/s320/Motard+Race+07+Round+3+11.11.07+010.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131636252645395954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But Papa Eric will surely object to it coz he says 'girls should not be riding'. MCP right?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1586222825185929067-2751758085806473059?l=gladyschia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gladyschia.blogspot.com/feeds/2751758085806473059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1586222825185929067&amp;postID=2751758085806473059' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1586222825185929067/posts/default/2751758085806473059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1586222825185929067/posts/default/2751758085806473059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gladyschia.blogspot.com/2007/11/gladys-1st-time-at-race-track.html' title='Gladys 1st Time at the Race Track'/><author><name>Mummy Gene &amp;amp; Baby Gladys</name><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/_8wt-oI4uYto/Rzib-7NyDrI/AAAAAAAAAMo/A7tg8PxKPYQ/s72-c/Motard+Race+07+Round+3+11.11.07+003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1586222825185929067.post-3436411865704386062</id><published>2007-11-11T23:22:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T13:13:52.219+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Trial Class @ Gymboree</title><content type='html'>Today we went for a trial class at Gymboree. It was a last minute decision coz someone backed-out and we get to stand in for them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/RziT-LNyDkI/AAAAAAAAALw/HsgVuZym1ME/s1600-h/Gladys+11.11.07+006+Gymboree.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/RziT-LNyDkI/AAAAAAAAALw/HsgVuZym1ME/s320/Gladys+11.11.07+006+Gymboree.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132014471760449090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, it was a free class, so why not. All we have to do is to produce a voucher at the back of the 'Baby's Journal' which was in the goodie bag given by NLB.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/RziYtrNyDqI/AAAAAAAAAMg/_a5PBZyjd8I/s1600-h/Gladys+11.11.07+055+Gymboree.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/RziYtrNyDqI/AAAAAAAAAMg/_a5PBZyjd8I/s320/Gladys+11.11.07+055+Gymboree.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132019685850746530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The class is interesting but I think it'll be better if Gladys can crawl before going for this class coz otherwise, there's nothing much she can do. I have to drag her through everything!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/RziUB7NyDmI/AAAAAAAAAMA/AcsSCNu-Qz0/s1600-h/Gladys+11.11.07+031+Gymboree.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/RziUB7NyDmI/AAAAAAAAAMA/AcsSCNu-Qz0/s320/Gladys+11.11.07+031+Gymboree.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132014536184958562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most of the time, she'll lie on a rug and the instructor and I had to drag her up the slide. If she can crawl, she'll have to crawl up by herself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/RziVKbNyDpI/AAAAAAAAAMY/8GLpHsfawDw/s1600-h/Gladys+11.11.07+046+Gymboree.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/RziVKbNyDpI/AAAAAAAAAMY/8GLpHsfawDw/s320/Gladys+11.11.07+046+Gymboree.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132015781725474450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So guess what? It's a tiring day again for me. But I'm happy as long as she is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/RziUDrNyDnI/AAAAAAAAAMI/is8Ii6mDI58/s1600-h/Gladys+11.11.07+051+Gymboree.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/RziUDrNyDnI/AAAAAAAAAMI/is8Ii6mDI58/s320/Gladys+11.11.07+051+Gymboree.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132014566249729650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think if I do sign up for class, I don't have to think about going to those weight losing salons already. I'll burn enough fats already!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/RziT_7NyDlI/AAAAAAAAAL4/xjshHuL4MT4/s1600-h/Gladys+11.11.07+008+Gymboree.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/RziT_7NyDlI/AAAAAAAAAL4/xjshHuL4MT4/s320/Gladys+11.11.07+008+Gymboree.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132014501825220178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But comparing Gymboree and Kindermusik, I think Gladys prefers the later as she gets to play with the little instruments. But similarly, there's also a lot of singing which I think Gladys really enjoys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/RziUFrNyDoI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/vdLNcs7R_N8/s1600-h/Gladys+11.11.07+071+Gymboree.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/RziUFrNyDoI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/vdLNcs7R_N8/s320/Gladys+11.11.07+071+Gymboree.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132014600609468034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, we're looking forward to the Tumbletots trial class on Saturday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="visibility:visible;"&gt;&lt;object type="application/x-shockwave-flash" data="http://widget-de.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" height="320" width="426" style="width:426px;height:320px"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://widget-de.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=648518346366399710&amp;site=widget-de.slide.com"/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=ms&amp;ad=0&amp;id=648518346366399710&amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-de.slide.com/p1/648518346366399710/ms_t017_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=648518346366399710&amp;map=2" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-de.slide.com/p2/648518346366399710/ms_t017_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/1586222825185929067-3436411865704386062?l=gladyschia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gladyschia.blogspot.com/feeds/3436411865704386062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1586222825185929067&amp;postID=3436411865704386062' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1586222825185929067/posts/default/3436411865704386062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1586222825185929067/posts/default/3436411865704386062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gladyschia.blogspot.com/2007/11/trial-class-gymboree.html' title='Trial Class @ Gymboree'/><author><name>Mummy Gene &amp;amp; Baby Gladys</name><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/_8wt-oI4uYto/RziT-LNyDkI/AAAAAAAAALw/HsgVuZym1ME/s72-c/Gladys+11.11.07+006+Gymboree.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1586222825185929067.post-1999054704943907816</id><published>2007-11-10T03:45:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T13:13:52.987+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gladys Has a New Friend: Jazel Soh</title><content type='html'>Jazel is Jessica's baby. She's 2.5 months old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/Rzc-pbNyDgI/AAAAAAAAALQ/4ksp99F8jEo/s1600-h/Gladys+06.11.07+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/Rzc-pbNyDgI/AAAAAAAAALQ/4ksp99F8jEo/s320/Gladys+06.11.07+005.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131639181813091842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Tuesday, we met up at AMK Hub for lunch. Then, we proced to Anderson's Ice Cream for some dessert.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gladys is very happy coz she gets to go gai-gai again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/RzdA2bNyDiI/AAAAAAAAALg/fpbeDLX1f_U/s1600-h/Gladys+06.11.07+010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/RzdA2bNyDiI/AAAAAAAAALg/fpbeDLX1f_U/s320/Gladys+06.11.07+010.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131641604174646818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although Jazel is 5 months younger than Gladys, they're of about the same size and weight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/RzdA0rNyDhI/AAAAAAAAALY/IzbzGd0Q-lQ/s1600-h/Gladys+06.11.07+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/RzdA0rNyDhI/AAAAAAAAALY/IzbzGd0Q-lQ/s320/Gladys+06.11.07+007.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131641574109875730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thereafter, we came back to my place for the babies to have a little nap before sending Jessica and Jazel home. But they didn't nap lor. They just wanna play.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/RzdA27NyDjI/AAAAAAAAALo/oMkLEvPUOIU/s1600-h/Gladys+06.11.07+013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/RzdA27NyDjI/AAAAAAAAALo/oMkLEvPUOIU/s320/Gladys+06.11.07+013.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131641612764581426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We can already foresee that in months to come, we'll have to scream at the babies to behave, while we enjoy our lunch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/U6IzRM7ryYs"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/U6IzRM7ryYs" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1586222825185929067-1999054704943907816?l=gladyschia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gladyschia.blogspot.com/feeds/1999054704943907816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1586222825185929067&amp;postID=1999054704943907816' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1586222825185929067/posts/default/1999054704943907816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1586222825185929067/posts/default/1999054704943907816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gladyschia.blogspot.com/2007/11/gladys-has-new-friend-jazel-soh.html' title='Gladys Has a New Friend: Jazel Soh'/><author><name>Mummy Gene &amp;amp; Baby Gladys</name><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/_8wt-oI4uYto/Rzc-pbNyDgI/AAAAAAAAALQ/4ksp99F8jEo/s72-c/Gladys+06.11.07+005.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1586222825185929067.post-1436780894083866538</id><published>2007-11-01T02:37:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T13:13:54.934+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Leapfrog Counting Pal</title><content type='html'>Many mummies recommended getting this toy for Gladys. I had wanted to get this long time ago but I thought it is quite expensive at $49.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Thursday, we went to JL's sale and got it at a steal! After discount, it's only &lt;$30!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It not only teaches numbers, it also teaches colours. It also has classical music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gladys loves the songs very much. Especially the numbering ones. I love them too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/RzcwV7NyDbI/AAAAAAAAAKo/siXL8iLeBY0/s1600-h/DSC00259.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/RzcwV7NyDbI/AAAAAAAAAKo/siXL8iLeBY0/s320/DSC00259.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131623453642853810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here goes:&lt;br /&gt;One little birdie singing so sweet.&lt;br /&gt;One fluffy cloud and one big tweet.&lt;br /&gt;ONE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's no wonder people always mistaken her for a boy. Sighz..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/RzcwnrNyDcI/AAAAAAAAAKw/V_9xmUuVFJw/s1600-h/DSC00260.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/RzcwnrNyDcI/AAAAAAAAAKw/V_9xmUuVFJw/s320/DSC00260.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131623758585531842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw, I also got her a new hairband from Daiso for Christmas! She's so cute, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/RzcxYrNyDdI/AAAAAAAAAK4/Rjn97fc7gE8/s1600-h/DSC00264.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/RzcxYrNyDdI/AAAAAAAAAK4/Rjn97fc7gE8/s320/DSC00264.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131624600399121874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heehee. My baby..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1586222825185929067-1436780894083866538?l=gladyschia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gladyschia.blogspot.com/feeds/1436780894083866538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1586222825185929067&amp;postID=1436780894083866538' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1586222825185929067/posts/default/1436780894083866538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1586222825185929067/posts/default/1436780894083866538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gladyschia.blogspot.com/2007/11/leapfrog-counting-pal.html' title='Leapfrog Counting Pal'/><author><name>Mummy Gene &amp;amp; Baby Gladys</name><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/_8wt-oI4uYto/RzcwV7NyDbI/AAAAAAAAAKo/siXL8iLeBY0/s72-c/DSC00259.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1586222825185929067.post-9081242723652515543</id><published>2007-10-29T00:52:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T13:13:55.692+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gladys is 7 months old already!</title><content type='html'>How time flies.. Gladys is 7 months old already!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's high time to potty train Gladys. Since she's been taking semi-solids, her poo is quite a massive amount each time. *yucky*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey, I didn't know baby's potty can be so expensive ok. Some really fancy ones can cost up to $100! And their purpose is to hold baby's poo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I bought her a fairly nice one from Kiddy Palace. This small piece of plastic costs me $12.90! It's got a nice little handle which she can hold on to for support while she does her business.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's her dear Papa potty-training her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/RyjN0UA2VKI/AAAAAAAAAKA/3h1PpPg1eMA/s1600-h/Gladys+25.10.07+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/RyjN0UA2VKI/AAAAAAAAAKA/3h1PpPg1eMA/s320/Gladys+25.10.07+001.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127574474370471074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since it's her first time sitting on her potty, she seems quite fascinated by her new 'toy' that she forgot her 'mission'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/RyjN1kA2VLI/AAAAAAAAAKI/9P8-o1vdi4A/s1600-h/Gladys+25.10.07+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/RyjN1kA2VLI/AAAAAAAAAKI/9P8-o1vdi4A/s320/Gladys+25.10.07+003.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127574495845307570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st try, mission failed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I'm glad she enjoys sitting on it. I mean, she has to feel comfortable with her potty, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the 2nd day, she 'bombed' the potty big-time! Well, the photos are too gross to be posted here. I've also learnt that in future, I must always remember to lay some tissue in the potty first, so that it's easier for me to clean it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During the weekend, Papa Eric decided to bring us for a trip to Malaysia. I suggested Malacca coz it's not too far. I'm really worried in case Gladys couldn't take long journeys and get cranky. You really don't wish for a wailing baby in the car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is her first time out of Singapore and I'm really glad she slept through most of the time, both to and fro. Maybe next time, we can venture further.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got a really nice room at the Equatorial. This is the first time Gladys stayed at a hotel and I'm glad she didn't make a big fuss about sleeping at an unfamiliar place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/RyjPxEA2VOI/AAAAAAAAAKg/FfEe13tU83s/s1600-h/Malacca+27.10.07+-+28.10.07+025.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/RyjPxEA2VOI/AAAAAAAAAKg/FfEe13tU83s/s320/Malacca+27.10.07+-+28.10.07+025.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127576617559151842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We also celebrated Shermain's 12th birthday there. In the photo, me and Gladys, together with Shermain jie-jie, Hilda jie-jie and Regine jie-jie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/RyjPw0A2VNI/AAAAAAAAAKY/gBpQxV6guDc/s1600-h/Malacca+27.10.07+-+28.10.07+020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/RyjPw0A2VNI/AAAAAAAAAKY/gBpQxV6guDc/s320/Malacca+27.10.07+-+28.10.07+020.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127576613264184530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we were at the mall, Gladys got onto the kiddy ride for the very first time and she enjoyed herself so much. See, she even held on to the steering wheel herself!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/RyjN20A2VMI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/DcKBMfeqiaQ/s1600-h/Malacca+27.10.07+-+28.10.07+012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/RyjN20A2VMI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/DcKBMfeqiaQ/s320/Malacca+27.10.07+-+28.10.07+012.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127574517320144066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure in time to come, she will be bugging me for coins to take the rides! Haha.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Motherhood is so contradicting. When baby's not ready, you're hoping that she can do it soon. When she's doing it, you wished she didn't.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1586222825185929067-9081242723652515543?l=gladyschia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gladyschia.blogspot.com/feeds/9081242723652515543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1586222825185929067&amp;postID=9081242723652515543' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1586222825185929067/posts/default/9081242723652515543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1586222825185929067/posts/default/9081242723652515543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gladyschia.blogspot.com/2007/10/gladys-is-7-months-old-already.html' title='Gladys is 7 months old already!'/><author><name>Mummy Gene &amp;amp; Baby Gladys</name><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/_8wt-oI4uYto/RyjN0UA2VKI/AAAAAAAAAKA/3h1PpPg1eMA/s72-c/Gladys+25.10.07+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1586222825185929067.post-7854305418778141221</id><published>2007-10-27T03:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T13:13:56.134+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gladys 1st Ride on a Shopping Trolley</title><content type='html'>Well, a lot of mummies posted pictures of their babies on trolleys on the forum since weeks ago. They call it the 'in' picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I may have been a little late but I want to make sure that Gladys is really sitting steadily with little support before I attempt it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A little lop-sided at first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/RyI740A2VFI/AAAAAAAAAJY/hMquezjsPjA/s1600-h/DSC00254.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/RyI740A2VFI/AAAAAAAAAJY/hMquezjsPjA/s320/DSC00254.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125725173121963090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then she seems to be enjoying her new ride.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/RyI75UA2VGI/AAAAAAAAAJg/Y8DKnZrCs1Q/s1600-h/DSC00255.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/RyI75UA2VGI/AAAAAAAAAJg/Y8DKnZrCs1Q/s320/DSC00255.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125725181711897698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/RyI76EA2VII/AAAAAAAAAJw/oJxhztQ_ZJY/s1600-h/DSC00257.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/RyI76EA2VII/AAAAAAAAAJw/oJxhztQ_ZJY/s320/DSC00257.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125725194596799618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Papa Eric was pushing the trolley real slowly in case she hits herself onto the handle bar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, it was a short ride down the aisle coz she started crying to be carried, again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1586222825185929067-7854305418778141221?l=gladyschia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gladyschia.blogspot.com/feeds/7854305418778141221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1586222825185929067&amp;postID=7854305418778141221' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1586222825185929067/posts/default/7854305418778141221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1586222825185929067/posts/default/7854305418778141221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gladyschia.blogspot.com/2007/10/gladys-1st-ride-on-shopping-trolley.html' title='Gladys 1st Ride on a Shopping Trolley'/><author><name>Mummy Gene &amp;amp; Baby Gladys</name><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/_8wt-oI4uYto/RyI740A2VFI/AAAAAAAAAJY/hMquezjsPjA/s72-c/DSC00254.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1586222825185929067.post-4334672756246480823</id><published>2007-10-24T00:21:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T13:13:56.235+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Shaved Gladys Hair</title><content type='html'>I really had enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been so long but yet only some parts of Gladys' hair is growing. When the wind's blowing, only that few strands are 'flapping' in the wind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I carried her on one hand and a shaver on the other and started shaving her in the bath tub.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think she was horrified by the sound of the vibrations made by the shaver. Her legs were shaking uncontrollably and her face was full of shock.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG, what did I do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No choice though, since I'm half-way done. So I hugged her close to my chest and continue with my mean deed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No photos, coz my both hands are full.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, she's more botak then before. Sighz..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My botak princess..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/RyI8v0A2VJI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/yfOBsKbNDrE/s1600-h/DSC00253.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/RyI8v0A2VJI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/yfOBsKbNDrE/s320/DSC00253.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125726118014768274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1586222825185929067-4334672756246480823?l=gladyschia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gladyschia.blogspot.com/feeds/4334672756246480823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1586222825185929067&amp;postID=4334672756246480823' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1586222825185929067/posts/default/4334672756246480823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1586222825185929067/posts/default/4334672756246480823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gladyschia.blogspot.com/2007/10/i-shaved-gladys-hair.html' title='I Shaved Gladys Hair'/><author><name>Mummy Gene &amp;amp; Baby Gladys</name><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/_8wt-oI4uYto/RyI8v0A2VJI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/yfOBsKbNDrE/s72-c/DSC00253.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1586222825185929067.post-7937905522211065353</id><published>2007-10-23T00:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T13:13:57.742+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Feeding Gladys</title><content type='html'>Although the World Health Organisation recommends that we should only start to wean babies when they are 6 months old, I started introducing semi-solids to Gladys when she's 5 months old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signs that drove me nuts:&lt;br /&gt;Her eyes follow food from my hand to my mouth;&lt;br /&gt;She makes 'chewing' movements when she sees me eat;&lt;br /&gt;She wails when she doesn't get to taste it;&lt;br /&gt;She loses interest in milk; and most importantly&lt;br /&gt;She didn't gain much weight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dear MIL is convinced that I'm starving my baby. My mum insisted that it's high time to give my baby some food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Argghhhh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, maybe I should listen to the folks for once.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I gave Gladys 'safer' food like baby rice cereal, pumpkin, sweet potato, and avocado.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In case you're thinking I'm over feeding her, not to worry. I'm just testing if she's accepting food well. During the introduction period, it is more like a snack then a real feed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm glad she enjoys her food, well, except the baby jar of berries. I think she hates it coz she gave me that yucky face. I tasted it myself and immediately hated it too. So sour! Maybe she's just like me. Hates sour food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, anyway, by 6 months, I started to substitute 2 milk feeds with baby cereal. But I'll mix it with formula milk so that she's not losing much on the nutrients.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To my surprise, she'll always finish her cereal by not for her milk. How?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By 6.5 months, I started giving her home-cooked porridge. Not any ordinary porridge, but one made with wholesome mummy's love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The porridge was cooked in slow cooker for at least 4 hours to make sure that it's really 'broken'. I prepared the vege and fish separately because I didn't want them to lose their nutients from over cooking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st was porridge with spinach and threadfin. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/Rx4a1nPL6NI/AAAAAAAAAIo/wzNPXPREbuo/s1600-h/DSC00232.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/Rx4a1nPL6NI/AAAAAAAAAIo/wzNPXPREbuo/s320/DSC00232.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124562934362269906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I tried porridge with carrots and threadfin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/Rx4eLXPL6RI/AAAAAAAAAJI/qtXil3XKR_4/s1600-h/DSC00237.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/Rx4eLXPL6RI/AAAAAAAAAJI/qtXil3XKR_4/s320/DSC00237.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124566606559308050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She seems to be ok with the food that I gave her, except that with the carrots, I could see the carrot bits in her poo. Quite yucky leh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Getting really excited before her feed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/Rx4eL3PL6SI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/b4xBk5YDpy4/s1600-h/DSC00239.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/Rx4eL3PL6SI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/b4xBk5YDpy4/s320/DSC00239.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124566615149242658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Relaxed and sipping from her cup after a meal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/Rx4a2nPL6OI/AAAAAAAAAIw/JBsltjXlYis/s1600-h/Gladys+11.10.07+009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/Rx4a2nPL6OI/AAAAAAAAAIw/JBsltjXlYis/s320/Gladys+11.10.07+009.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124562951542139106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's also quite greedy, you know. Always demanding snacks. I'll give her a piece of teething rusk and she'll be happily chomping away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/Rx4a3XPL6PI/AAAAAAAAAI4/YGuQilwxblM/s1600-h/Gladys+20.10.07+Mapril+Gathering+008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/Rx4a3XPL6PI/AAAAAAAAAI4/YGuQilwxblM/s320/Gladys+20.10.07+Mapril+Gathering+008.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124562964427041010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw, by 6.5 months, she has a total of 4 teeth! A pleasant surprise for me! But quite funny coz instead of the usual upper centre, out comes the upper side ones. Maybe she wanna be a munchkin vampress for Halloween!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/Rx4a3nPL6QI/AAAAAAAAAJA/yI_vk31fVxU/s1600-h/Gladys+23.10.07+006.edited.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/Rx4a3nPL6QI/AAAAAAAAAJA/yI_vk31fVxU/s320/Gladys+23.10.07+006.edited.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124562968722008322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1586222825185929067-7937905522211065353?l=gladyschia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gladyschia.blogspot.com/feeds/7937905522211065353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1586222825185929067&amp;postID=7937905522211065353' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1586222825185929067/posts/default/7937905522211065353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1586222825185929067/posts/default/7937905522211065353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gladyschia.blogspot.com/2007/10/feeding-gladys.html' title='Feeding Gladys'/><author><name>Mummy Gene &amp;amp; Baby Gladys</name><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/_8wt-oI4uYto/Rx4a1nPL6NI/AAAAAAAAAIo/wzNPXPREbuo/s72-c/DSC00232.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1586222825185929067.post-3947225902186981621</id><published>2007-10-22T00:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T13:13:59.055+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mapril Gathering</title><content type='html'>Last Saturday, 20th October 2007, we attended a gathering held at Edelwiss Park, organised by some mummies. It was named Mapril Gathering coz the mummies all have babies born in either March, April or May.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/RxzHdHPL6II/AAAAAAAAAIA/YLaIVB4NLnA/s1600-h/1656187002_5f4b342d25_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/RxzHdHPL6II/AAAAAAAAAIA/YLaIVB4NLnA/s320/1656187002_5f4b342d25_m.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124189779013658754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would say it was a very well organised gathering. A lady was invited to teach us infant massage. There were also not one, not two, but three goody bags! And I love goody bags!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/RxzHdHPL6JI/AAAAAAAAAII/Q0iPNt0y5Ak/s1600-h/1656186762_35065afb25_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/RxzHdHPL6JI/AAAAAAAAAII/Q0iPNt0y5Ak/s320/1656186762_35065afb25_m.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124189779013658770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was also a lucky draw. But I wasn't so lucky that day. I didn't get anything! It was only towards the end of the day that I managed to get a Pigeon fridge lock during the sure win lucky dip. Well, it's better than nothing lor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/RxzHdXPL6KI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/I5WR2Z5sH-8/s1600-h/1656195054_0d6a5f43af_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/RxzHdXPL6KI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/I5WR2Z5sH-8/s320/1656195054_0d6a5f43af_m.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124189783308626082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think there were about 30 mummies with their babies that day. Some were accompanied by their hubbies. So nice right? At least they can eat in peace while the other take care of the baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/RxzHdXPL6LI/AAAAAAAAAIY/9AhpzawG75A/s1600-h/1655350077_7ab033d080_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/RxzHdXPL6LI/AAAAAAAAAIY/9AhpzawG75A/s320/1655350077_7ab033d080_m.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124189783308626098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was also a very nice cake from Angie's the Choice! It taste really good. It has a picture of a pig coz all our babies are born in the year of Pig! Btw, there were 2 icing 'flowers' on the cake right? I got the pink one while Augleo got the purple one. I was telling her how lucky we were! But she didn't eat it. I did! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/RxzHL3PL6HI/AAAAAAAAAH4/5qWGTMP0bjo/s1600-h/Gladys+20.10.07+Mapril+Gathering+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/RxzHL3PL6HI/AAAAAAAAAH4/5qWGTMP0bjo/s320/Gladys+20.10.07+Mapril+Gathering+004.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124189482660915314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, both Gladys and me enjoyed ourselves. After the party, we went over to Adeline's place to visit baby Ariel, since she's also staying in the estate. I stayed there for dinner while Gladys napped.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/RxzIXnPL6MI/AAAAAAAAAIg/SMbEzfcEB3E/s1600-h/Gladys+20.10.07+Mapril+Gathering+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/RxzIXnPL6MI/AAAAAAAAAIg/SMbEzfcEB3E/s320/Gladys+20.10.07+Mapril+Gathering+005.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124190784036006082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While we were at Adeline's place, Gladys pooed twice leh. It was quite embarassing coz it was damn smelly lor. And I could see the carrot particles in her poo coz I fed her carrot porridge the previous day. Yucky!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During our ride home, something really funny happened. It's not often that I drive with Gladys at night. And I had to wear glasses when I drive at night. So I think Gladys didn't recognise me with my spectacles and she sobbed hysterically!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was so bad that tears were just flowing uncontrollably down her cheeks. It was so damn funny but yet it broke my heart. So I had to take my spectacles off, on the lights and at the same time telling her that mummy is right beside her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then she stopped crying and stared at me with her big eyes. But when I put on my spectacles again, she started crying again! What would you do if you were me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I just had to drive without my spectacles and I had to sing silly songs to her, just to reassure her that I didn't disown her but it didn't work anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the time we reach home, her face was drenched with her own tears and when I picked her up from her car seat, she gave me the most pitiful look and she sort of like 'hugged' me while she buried her face in my chest. I feel so loved and needed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't worry, mummy will never disown you. 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I was lucky to get a slot for Gladys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Class started at 11am and we had to wake up super early to get ourselves ready. I had to wake her up at about 9am. Yes, we're lazy bums.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I targetted to bathe, clothe and feed her, pack my barangs, shower and get myself ready within an hour. Sighz.. I failed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I rush to put her in her car seat and drove like a crazy bimbo. Luckily I got there on time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The class is really interesting and I think Gladys enjoyed herself thoroughly. She got to shake the maracas, beat the drums and 'fly' around in the classroom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess what, I'm the one who was really weared down BECAUSE I'm the one carrying her while she 'fly'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had to recuperate for a couple of days, you know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I'll go for trial classes for Gymboree and Aquaducks, before I'll decide on what to sign her up for. Ultimately, she has to enjoy the class, right? 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As it was lunch time, we had a hard time getting a place to accommodate us: mummies, babies and strollers. Eventually, we settled down at Swiss Cafe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I enjoy meeting up with them coz we share the same topic: baby's growth, baby's poo, baby's food, baby's hair, MIL, maid, etc. Anything and everything revolving around our precious baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many of my friends are sick and tired to hold a conversation with me coz somehow, I'll manage to divert the topic to... what else, but Gladys. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After lunch, a couple of them had plans so the rest of us went Robinsons to shop. Yes, you guessed it. We only went to the kids' department.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, photos..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mummy Gene &amp;amp; Baby Gladys. Yes, she's still quite botak and that Topshop Mini dress is still too huge for her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/RxUGCXPL51I/AAAAAAAAAFo/a3Eq2C7bNFU/s1600-h/Gladys+12.10.07+Luch+@+Swiss+Cafe+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5122006788871022418" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/RxUGCXPL51I/AAAAAAAAAFo/a3Eq2C7bNFU/s320/Gladys+12.10.07+Luch+%40+Swiss+Cafe+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me feeding Gladys. I'm really glad that although she hasn't been drinking enough, she has been eating well. And stop looking at my FAT arms ok. I know you're looking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/RxUGLHPL55I/AAAAAAAAAGI/OEYHKs29SDQ/s1600-h/1551663585_94fad0b458_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5122006939194877842" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/RxUGLHPL55I/AAAAAAAAAGI/OEYHKs29SDQ/s320/1551663585_94fad0b458_m.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Group Photo (L-R): Mrs Chia with baby Jeremy; Leo with baby JK; Michele with baby Claire; Me with my crying baby Gladys; Sanrio with baby Cherelle; Jane with baby Kaizer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/RxUGD3PL54I/AAAAAAAAAGA/htji8Ph-1CA/s1600-h/1551679409_d334c1934d_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5122006814640826242" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/RxUGD3PL54I/AAAAAAAAAGA/htji8Ph-1CA/s320/1551679409_d334c1934d_m.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cindy with lil' pumpkin, Caitlyn. There were other mummies Kelley and Michelle who are omitted in the photos coz they didn't bring their babies out coz they went out shopping for themselves. *jealous*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/RxUIcnPL56I/AAAAAAAAAGQ/rEos80J2uXo/s1600-h/Gladys+12.10.07+Luch+@+Swiss+Cafe+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5122009438865844130" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/RxUIcnPL56I/AAAAAAAAAGQ/rEos80J2uXo/s320/Gladys+12.10.07+Luch+%40+Swiss+Cafe+007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I managed to 'kidnap' Caitlyn, while Gladys was sleeping. She's so cute right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/RxUGD3PL53I/AAAAAAAAAF4/k36FHhDw1PY/s1600-h/1552598832_f57b956824_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5122006814640826226" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/RxUGD3PL53I/AAAAAAAAAF4/k36FHhDw1PY/s320/1552598832_f57b956824_m.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As usual, I quite bo liao and made up a story with some photos Jane has taken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/RxUJ6nPL57I/AAAAAAAAAGY/cOJlNjwr38E/s1600-h/1552514278_055aa0d68a_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5122011053773547442" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/RxUJ6nPL57I/AAAAAAAAAGY/cOJlNjwr38E/s320/1552514278_055aa0d68a_m.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kaizer: Cherelle, I heard your stroller is really comfy. I wanna try leh.&lt;br /&gt;Cherelle: Nope, unless you smell my feet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/RxUJ7HPL58I/AAAAAAAAAGg/Lhrr5H-lLT8/s1600-h/1552523548_cdf98964f4_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5122011062363482050" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/RxUJ7HPL58I/AAAAAAAAAGg/Lhrr5H-lLT8/s320/1552523548_cdf98964f4_m.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kaizer: I'm a man! I won't do it!&lt;br /&gt;Cherelle: Then go away! Shooo..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, Kaizer managed to get Cherelle off the stroller and was taking a nap when..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/RxUJ7HPL59I/AAAAAAAAAGo/gftrkCKJTCw/s1600-h/1552576572_52d7ff63f8_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5122011062363482066" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/RxUJ7HPL59I/AAAAAAAAAGo/gftrkCKJTCw/s320/1552576572_52d7ff63f8_m.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gladys: Ok, no one's watching. I'm gonna teach Kaizer a lesson.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/RxUJ7XPL5-I/AAAAAAAAAGw/XSJxVxyKff8/s1600-h/1552575878_f91f3eb820_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5122011066658449378" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/RxUJ7XPL5-I/AAAAAAAAAGw/XSJxVxyKff8/s320/1552575878_f91f3eb820_m.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gladys: *slap slap* You're still napping!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/RxUJ7nPL5_I/AAAAAAAAAG4/tWRGRu24m8U/s1600-h/1551713951_126de238ce_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5122011070953416690" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/RxUJ7nPL5_I/AAAAAAAAAG4/tWRGRu24m8U/s320/1551713951_126de238ce_m.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gladys: Still ignore me, wait I call my gang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/RxUKFnPL6AI/AAAAAAAAAHA/kT85dZfuGfY/s1600-h/1551714935_20339f584a_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5122011242752108546" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/RxUKFnPL6AI/AAAAAAAAAHA/kT85dZfuGfY/s320/1551714935_20339f584a_m.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kaizer: Go away! *Kicking Gladys' butt.*&lt;br /&gt;Gladys: *sob sob* Kaizer never give me face one. *Cherelle came to the rescue.*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/RxUKF3PL6BI/AAAAAAAAAHI/l6fzf6YpLCM/s1600-h/1551718273_a5bf8fe96a_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5122011247047075858" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/RxUKF3PL6BI/AAAAAAAAAHI/l6fzf6YpLCM/s320/1551718273_a5bf8fe96a_m.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jeremy 'ying shiong jiu mei'. The hero came to the rescue! Kaizer outnumbered liao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Babies are soooo cute, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="visibility:visible;"&gt;&lt;object type="application/x-shockwave-flash" data="http://widget-d1.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" height="320" width="426" style="width:426px;height:320px"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://widget-d1.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=648518346362948049&amp;site=widget-d1.slide.com"/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=ms&amp;ad=0&amp;id=648518346362948049&amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-d1.slide.com/p1/648518346362948049/ms_t017_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=648518346362948049&amp;map=2" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-d1.slide.com/p2/648518346362948049/ms_t017_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/1586222825185929067-6081874250541646987?l=gladyschia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gladyschia.blogspot.com/feeds/6081874250541646987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1586222825185929067&amp;postID=6081874250541646987' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1586222825185929067/posts/default/6081874250541646987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1586222825185929067/posts/default/6081874250541646987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gladyschia.blogspot.com/2007/10/meet-up-raffles-city.html' title='Meet Up @ Raffles City'/><author><name>Mummy Gene &amp;amp; Baby Gladys</name><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/_8wt-oI4uYto/RxUGCXPL51I/AAAAAAAAAFo/a3Eq2C7bNFU/s72-c/Gladys+12.10.07+Luch+%40+Swiss+Cafe+003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1586222825185929067.post-4955549191887826567</id><published>2007-10-12T02:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-12T02:47:38.210+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Celebrating Mama Gene's Birthday</title><content type='html'>Papa brought us to Waraku at Central for dinner. We got a nice and cozy window seat and Gladys was enjoying the scenery and the boats passing by, along the river. *happy*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But good times doesn't last. In minutes, she got bored and became interested on the food served on our table.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I had to eat with one hand and to hold her down with the other. As she's still not really stable sitting down, I'm really worried she'll end up under the table.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where's the baby who'll sleep through my lunch meet up with friends? I remembered I can chat for hours while she nap. But then, that was months ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now Gladys is a active little 'angel'. Sometimes so cute. Sometimes just wanna smack her butt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Towards the end of our dinner, she got really mad that she didn't have her share of food, when the empty plates were taken away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No choice, so I let her have a 'sip' on my cup. She's seems contented, she thought she could eat it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/MLZIKRxq1gk"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/MLZIKRxq1gk" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1586222825185929067-4955549191887826567?l=gladyschia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gladyschia.blogspot.com/feeds/4955549191887826567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1586222825185929067&amp;postID=4955549191887826567' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1586222825185929067/posts/default/4955549191887826567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1586222825185929067/posts/default/4955549191887826567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gladyschia.blogspot.com/2007/10/celebrating-mama-genes-birthday.html' title='Celebrating Mama Gene&apos;s Birthday'/><author><name>Mummy Gene &amp;amp; Baby Gladys</name><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-1586222825185929067.post-1125349263002058291</id><published>2007-10-10T14:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T13:14:01.114+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mama Gene's Birthday</title><content type='html'>Today's my BIG day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My 29th birthday. Nothing really big, but it's the 1st that I'll be celebrating with my baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scary man. This will be my last '20s' birthday. So 1 year from now, I can't say I'm "in my 20s" but rather I'll have to say "early 30s". Duhz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So sad right. There'll be more wrinkles and more stubborn fats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No wonder when you're older, you don't look forward to celebrating your birthday as much as when you were a kid. There're no more little wrapped pressies to unwrap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll usually celebrate a day earlier with my family coz 9th October is my parents' wedding anniversary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coincident hor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So my 29th birthday means it's their 30th wedding anniversary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mum always joked that she had to rush to the hospital after having dinner with my dad, on their 1st wedding anniversary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I am their greatest gift, right. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, last night we had dinner at Harbourfront. We were busy eating dinner and Gladys was busy chewing on her toys on the high chair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next year, I'm sure she'll want to have her share of our dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After dinner, we went to Mt Faber for a little stroll. Gladys fell asleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since my dad scrapped his car years ago, they've not been there. My mum said they used to go to Mt Faber often when they were dating. My dad said there used to be a 'bor-bor-cha-cha' stall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So much has changed since then. But I hope their undying love for each other remains till eternity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Anniversary!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/RwxweXPL50I/AAAAAAAAAFg/gWY2X-pzCd4/s1600-h/Dad+%26+Mum+30th+Wedding+Anniversary+013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/RwxweXPL50I/AAAAAAAAAFg/gWY2X-pzCd4/s320/Dad+%26+Mum+30th+Wedding+Anniversary+013.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119590543349507906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1586222825185929067-1125349263002058291?l=gladyschia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gladyschia.blogspot.com/feeds/1125349263002058291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1586222825185929067&amp;postID=1125349263002058291' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1586222825185929067/posts/default/1125349263002058291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1586222825185929067/posts/default/1125349263002058291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gladyschia.blogspot.com/2007/10/mama-genes-birthday.html' title='Mama Gene&apos;s Birthday'/><author><name>Mummy Gene &amp;amp; Baby Gladys</name><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/_8wt-oI4uYto/RwxweXPL50I/AAAAAAAAAFg/gWY2X-pzCd4/s72-c/Dad+%26+Mum+30th+Wedding+Anniversary+013.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1586222825185929067.post-8273849021652047794</id><published>2007-10-07T01:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-07T04:02:19.249+08:00</updated><title type='text'>To Papa Eric, With Love..</title><content type='html'>We got to know each other through our mutual riding pals. It's been almost 4 years since we're together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 years. It's not a long time, neither is it a short one. We had our ups and downs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 years. From a slim bikini babe, I've turned to be a plump ah-soh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, I hope our marriage will be blissful and our family be happy together. I want to grow old with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you, baby. And I hope you feel the same way too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="visibility:visible;"&gt;&lt;object type="application/x-shockwave-flash" data="http://widget-b2.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" height="320" width="426" style="width:426px;height:320px"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://widget-b2.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=648518346358530738&amp;site=widget-b2.slide.com"/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=ms&amp;ad=0&amp;id=648518346358530738&amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-b2.slide.com/p1/648518346358530738/ms_t041_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=648518346358530738&amp;map=2" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-b2.slide.com/p2/648518346358530738/ms_t041_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/1586222825185929067-8273849021652047794?l=gladyschia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gladyschia.blogspot.com/feeds/8273849021652047794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1586222825185929067&amp;postID=8273849021652047794' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1586222825185929067/posts/default/8273849021652047794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1586222825185929067/posts/default/8273849021652047794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gladyschia.blogspot.com/2007/10/daddy-and-mummy.html' title='To Papa Eric, With Love..'/><author><name>Mummy Gene &amp;amp; Baby Gladys</name><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-1586222825185929067.post-9028912857313247969</id><published>2007-09-28T11:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T13:14:01.463+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gladys is 6 Months Old Today!</title><content type='html'>How time flies!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My baby is 6 months old already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am officially gonna change her to step 2 of her milk powder. For the past few days, I've been gradually adding a scoop or two to her step 1 milk powder coz I was afraid she couldn't get used to the taste.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I'm feeding her baby cereal twice a day. I'm happy that she enjoys her feed everytime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I'm also gonna change her pacifiers and the beaker of her water bottle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm rather excited coz we're halfway towards her 1st birthday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Where's my dinner, mummy?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/Rv1TAXPL5zI/AAAAAAAAAFY/VKFCsi8gVXk/s1600-h/Gladys+28.09.07+018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115336017465567026" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/Rv1TAXPL5zI/AAAAAAAAAFY/VKFCsi8gVXk/s320/Gladys+28.09.07+018.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1586222825185929067-9028912857313247969?l=gladyschia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gladyschia.blogspot.com/feeds/9028912857313247969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1586222825185929067&amp;postID=9028912857313247969' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1586222825185929067/posts/default/9028912857313247969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1586222825185929067/posts/default/9028912857313247969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gladyschia.blogspot.com/2007/09/gladys-is-6-months-old-today.html' title='Gladys is 6 Months Old Today!'/><author><name>Mummy Gene &amp;amp; Baby Gladys</name><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/_8wt-oI4uYto/Rv1TAXPL5zI/AAAAAAAAAFY/VKFCsi8gVXk/s72-c/Gladys+28.09.07+018.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1586222825185929067.post-9080816196269246144</id><published>2007-09-25T02:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T13:14:01.595+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gladys Look Like Boy Meh?!</title><content type='html'>You know it is really irritating to keep explaining to people that my baby is a GIRL and not a BOY while it is so obvious that she:&lt;br /&gt;1. is wearing pink;&lt;br /&gt;2. has pink socks on;&lt;br /&gt;3. is sitting in a red pram with pink cushion;&lt;br /&gt;4. wears a yellow duckie rattle on her wrist;&lt;br /&gt;5. and the list can go on, I think..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The abovementioned are all girly mah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You don't judge a book by its cover right? So how can you assume a baby's gender just by looking at whether he/ she got hair or not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a pity that Gladys' hair is not growing at a normal rate but trust me, it IS growing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How I regret agreeing to her daddy's suggestion to shave her bald so that she'll have thicker hair. So what if I have that TaiMaoBi, it's just sitting there somewhere in the cupboard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, when I was getting mooncakes, the mooncake delivery man was so in a rush, but he stopped to play with Gladys a bit. Then he turned to me and asked: "Your baby is a boy hor."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YA RITE! Pink = Boy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GRRRR....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was also at this time that I got my change back from the cashier and I almost fainted when I found a dead, dried, crushed, tiny baby roach on the underside of my receipt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then this same 'humourous' delivery man just tore off that corner and returned me my torn receipt. Haha, so not funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had wanted to use that to demand more mooncakes mah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/RvgGVXPL5xI/AAAAAAAAAFI/G0jNqMNhZ4g/s1600-h/Gladys+24.09.07+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113844340963927826" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/RvgGVXPL5xI/AAAAAAAAAFI/G0jNqMNhZ4g/s320/Gladys+24.09.07+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, it's Gladys 1st time celebrating Mid-Autumn Festival and her dear daddy bought her a huge lantern.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is so big that Kitty's head is twice the size of Gladys'. But I think she really loves it coz she can't stop licking it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, the downside is that it comes with that Korean drama, DaChangJin song. Kaoz..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1586222825185929067-9080816196269246144?l=gladyschia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gladyschia.blogspot.com/feeds/9080816196269246144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1586222825185929067&amp;postID=9080816196269246144' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1586222825185929067/posts/default/9080816196269246144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1586222825185929067/posts/default/9080816196269246144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gladyschia.blogspot.com/2007/09/gladys-look-like-boy-meh.html' title='Gladys Look Like Boy Meh?!'/><author><name>Mummy Gene &amp;amp; Baby Gladys</name><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/_8wt-oI4uYto/RvgGVXPL5xI/AAAAAAAAAFI/G0jNqMNhZ4g/s72-c/Gladys+24.09.07+002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1586222825185929067.post-5362385319561314473</id><published>2007-09-06T03:12:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T13:14:01.718+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chia Look-alike Meter</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/Rt7_pyszbmI/AAAAAAAAAE4/9_KHN6B5OwA/s400/dfbeeaaa71c2d3a3d7452b144195e7071ddd6d11.jpg"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1586222825185929067-5362385319561314473?l=gladyschia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gladyschia.blogspot.com/feeds/5362385319561314473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1586222825185929067&amp;postID=5362385319561314473' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1586222825185929067/posts/default/5362385319561314473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1586222825185929067/posts/default/5362385319561314473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gladyschia.blogspot.com/2007/09/chia-look-alike-meter.html' title='Chia Look-alike Meter'/><author><name>Mummy Gene &amp;amp; Baby Gladys</name><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/_8wt-oI4uYto/Rt7_pyszbmI/AAAAAAAAAE4/9_KHN6B5OwA/s72-c/dfbeeaaa71c2d3a3d7452b144195e7071ddd6d11.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1586222825185929067.post-7848357209305501289</id><published>2007-09-04T00:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-14T01:11:10.781+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Talkative Gladys</title><content type='html'>Baby Gladys has been very talkative nowadays. Or is she trying to sing? She has been blabbering non stop, especially when she has just woken from a nap or right after a feed. Maybe she's got her mummy's genes. Haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Au4gEAKDybA"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Au4gEAKDybA" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1586222825185929067-7848357209305501289?l=gladyschia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gladyschia.blogspot.com/feeds/7848357209305501289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1586222825185929067&amp;postID=7848357209305501289' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1586222825185929067/posts/default/7848357209305501289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1586222825185929067/posts/default/7848357209305501289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gladyschia.blogspot.com/2007/09/talkative-gladys.html' title='Talkative Gladys'/><author><name>Mummy Gene &amp;amp; Baby Gladys</name><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-1586222825185929067.post-3670516101885092495</id><published>2007-08-29T23:24:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T13:14:04.833+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Over the Months</title><content type='html'>Because I've been looking after her everyday, so it's only when I look through the photos that I realised how much my baby has grown over the past 5 months. Such drastic changes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the hospital, she looked so much like a little tomato. Pink and round. I thank God for blessing me with such a lovely baby. *Please note that she was born with a full crown of hair.* This is Gladys when she's just 1 day old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/RtWS9yszbSI/AAAAAAAAACY/iv5qULOAPE4/s1600-h/Gladys"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104147342973693218" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/RtWS9yszbSI/AAAAAAAAACY/iv5qULOAPE4/s320/Gladys%27+Birth+%40+MAH+28.03.07+034.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soon, we had a baby shower for her. I love how she put on a subtle smile to take this picture with me. This is Gladys when she's 1 month old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/RtWcFiszblI/AAAAAAAAAEw/yAP7i3vlbnQ/s1600-h/Gladys"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104157371722329682" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/RtWcFiszblI/AAAAAAAAAEw/yAP7i3vlbnQ/s320/Gladys%27+Baby+Shower+28.04.07+032.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On her 40th day, we got someone to shave her hair. I used her hair to make a little brush and I've engraved a special message just for her. I'll give this brush to her as a present on her 18th birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/RtWTBiszbUI/AAAAAAAAACo/s9FSKBSZ30Y/s1600-h/40th+Day+Hair+Shave+06.05.07+017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104147407398202690" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/RtWTBiszbUI/AAAAAAAAACo/s9FSKBSZ30Y/s320/40th+Day+Hair+Shave+06.05.07+017.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my botak princess. So most of the time, I'll wear a hair band on her to avoid people mistaking her as a boy. It happens ALL the time ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/RtWTCyszbVI/AAAAAAAAACw/hFv1znC55qE/s1600-h/Gladys+25.05.07+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104147428873039186" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/RtWTCyszbVI/AAAAAAAAACw/hFv1znC55qE/s320/Gladys+25.05.07+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know it takes numerous shots in order to get a good picture. It's hard to get a baby to look at the camera and at the same time, sit still and smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/RtWTDCszbWI/AAAAAAAAAC4/KU55MZaVe3Q/s1600-h/DSC00038.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104147433168006498" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/RtWTDCszbWI/AAAAAAAAAC4/KU55MZaVe3Q/s320/DSC00038.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know, the inventer of pacifiers is a saint! It really pacifies a baby when she's feeling grouchy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/RtWVAiszbXI/AAAAAAAAADA/9Yzo_Z_1uwU/s1600-h/DSC00043.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104149589241589106" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/RtWVAiszbXI/AAAAAAAAADA/9Yzo_Z_1uwU/s320/DSC00043.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some say she looks like me, others say she looks like daddy. I really don't know. I can't tell. But she's my darling, nevertheless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/RtWVBSszbYI/AAAAAAAAADI/XGsqyb21L5Y/s1600-h/Image(299).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104149602126491010" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/RtWVBSszbYI/AAAAAAAAADI/XGsqyb21L5Y/s320/Image(299).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During her 3rd month, she already showed symtoms of teething: drooling, chewing on anything she can grab, etc. I was told it's not quite possible that it happens so soon. I think otherwise and I was right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/RtWVCCszbZI/AAAAAAAAADQ/jPM0U_6gNdM/s1600-h/DSC00075.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104149615011392914" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/RtWVCCszbZI/AAAAAAAAADQ/jPM0U_6gNdM/s320/DSC00075.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like this picture alot. Gladys with her friend, Pooh. Now, she may look much smaller than Pooh. In time to come, she'll grow to a big gal and Pooh will look so small.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/RtWVCiszbaI/AAAAAAAAADY/pQ4bQvdF_Vo/s1600-h/DSC00089_1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104149623601327522" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/RtWVCiszbaI/AAAAAAAAADY/pQ4bQvdF_Vo/s320/DSC00089_1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Gladys when she's 4 months old. She's so happy to be wearing a little bare-back dress for the first time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/RtWVCyszbbI/AAAAAAAAADg/bpzP2B2M8a8/s1600-h/Image028_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104149627896294834" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/RtWVCyszbbI/AAAAAAAAADg/bpzP2B2M8a8/s320/Image028_1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love the feeling of waking up with her smiling next to me. It just brightens my day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/RtWWrSszbcI/AAAAAAAAADo/sq6ghl3VPT4/s1600-h/DSC00103.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104151423192624578" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/RtWWrSszbcI/AAAAAAAAADo/sq6ghl3VPT4/s320/DSC00103.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before I know it, she's learning to flip and attempted to crawl. But her limps are still not strong to drag her chubby butt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/RtWWsCszbdI/AAAAAAAAADw/c1xnEKGl9HQ/s1600-h/DSC00113.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104151436077526482" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/RtWWsCszbdI/AAAAAAAAADw/c1xnEKGl9HQ/s320/DSC00113.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, she's enjoying sitting in her pram. It took her so long to get used to it. Btw, she's smiling coz she's attracted to the ice cream in my hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/RtWWsSszbeI/AAAAAAAAAD4/DqX96rfsJ3c/s1600-h/DSC00123.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104151440372493794" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/RtWWsSszbeI/AAAAAAAAAD4/DqX96rfsJ3c/s320/DSC00123.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We thought it's good to let her start dipping in the pool early so she'll not be so fretful. She enjoyed it so much that she fell asleep in her daddy's arms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/RtWWtCszbfI/AAAAAAAAAEA/If1VsGivRSQ/s1600-h/Gladys+1st+Swim+05.08.07+013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104151453257395698" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/RtWWtCszbfI/AAAAAAAAAEA/If1VsGivRSQ/s320/Gladys+1st+Swim+05.08.07+013.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once awhile, I'll let her try 'walking' in her walker. She enjoys the 10-15 mins in it and soon, she'll start chewing at the toys attached. When I clap for her to come towards me, she'll move backwards. And the more excited she gets, the further away she'll go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/RtWWtiszbgI/AAAAAAAAAEI/i_3q4Rwpycw/s1600-h/Gladys+1st+Walk+on+Walker+03.08.07+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104151461847330306" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/RtWWtiszbgI/AAAAAAAAAEI/i_3q4Rwpycw/s320/Gladys+1st+Walk+on+Walker+03.08.07+004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, she enjoys watching the tv with Pooh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/RtWX7SszbhI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/qCxxzrBAQGU/s1600-h/Gladys+16.08.07+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104152797582159378" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/RtWX7SszbhI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/qCxxzrBAQGU/s320/Gladys+16.08.07+007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, my baby can even hold her own beaker. I just wanna cry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/RtWX8CszbiI/AAAAAAAAAEY/h3HtIuL1Al4/s1600-h/Gladys+22.08.07+008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104152810467061282" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/RtWX8CszbiI/AAAAAAAAAEY/h3HtIuL1Al4/s320/Gladys+22.08.07+008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my Gladys at 5 months old. Btw, can you see her little pearlies? She's got 2 already!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/RtWZziszbkI/AAAAAAAAAEo/kIzicfHuy_0/s1600-h/Gladys+28.08.07+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104154863461428802" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/RtWZziszbkI/AAAAAAAAAEo/kIzicfHuy_0/s320/Gladys+28.08.07+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1586222825185929067-3670516101885092495?l=gladyschia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gladyschia.blogspot.com/feeds/3670516101885092495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1586222825185929067&amp;postID=3670516101885092495' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1586222825185929067/posts/default/3670516101885092495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1586222825185929067/posts/default/3670516101885092495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gladyschia.blogspot.com/2007/08/over-months.html' title='Over the Months'/><author><name>Mummy Gene &amp;amp; Baby Gladys</name><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/_8wt-oI4uYto/RtWS9yszbSI/AAAAAAAAACY/iv5qULOAPE4/s72-c/Gladys%27+Birth+%40+MAH+28.03.07+034.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1586222825185929067.post-1138456284473814969</id><published>2007-08-29T00:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-30T01:04:53.351+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Life Now</title><content type='html'>My life has never been the same, since the day I knew I've got Gladys in my womb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First and most importantly, I knew I had to make changes to my lifestyle: -&lt;br /&gt;1) Stop smoking;&lt;br /&gt;2) Stop people around me from smoking or hanging out at smoky joints;&lt;br /&gt;3) Stop eating "unhealthy" food like my favourite sashimi, calms, etc;&lt;br /&gt;4) Stop sleeping so late and get sufficient rest;&lt;br /&gt;5) Stop working, so I can stop stressing; etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mmm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though the above seems like nothing, but it is really a challenge for me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After giving birth, I find that I can no longer hold a "normal" conversation with another human being. All I can talk about is pregnancy and babies. I go crazy when I see another baby on the street. I go crazy when there's a baby fair. I go crazy when I see the cutest pink romper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm so into motherhood. True. I think I'm enjoying every moment of being a mother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doubts about my capabilities of being a good mother is soon cleared. I've pushed my limit way beyond. I've done things I thought I was incapable of. My parents are shocked to know that their little gal can take care of her little gal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not easy bathing a newborn infant. Imagine a tiny life with a wobbly body in a soapy tub. I've done it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not easy to wake up multiple times a night for feeding. I was a dead sleeper but now I wake to her wimper. I've done it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not easy to breastfeed, especially when my supply is so damn miserable. For 3 months, I've done it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not easy to decipher her cries. Guess whether she's tired, sleepy, hungry, or just plain grumpy. I've done it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not easy to take care of an infant all by myself most of the time. I've done it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey, I'm so proud of myself sometimes. I think I deserve some kind of award.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, somewhere at the back of my brain, I do secretly miss my old days of sun tanning in my bikinis, riding with my gal pals, kopi and ktv sessions, regular getaways with Eric, catching the lastest movie, etc. Sometimes I do wish to have my old life back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But that means I will have to sacrifice Gladys. No way!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've not regretted a single bit and I think I'm happier now anyway. So darn my bikinis, I've got stretchmarks to prove my love for Gladys.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1586222825185929067-1138456284473814969?l=gladyschia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gladyschia.blogspot.com/feeds/1138456284473814969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1586222825185929067&amp;postID=1138456284473814969' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1586222825185929067/posts/default/1138456284473814969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1586222825185929067/posts/default/1138456284473814969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gladyschia.blogspot.com/2007/08/my-life-now.html' title='My Life Now'/><author><name>Mummy Gene &amp;amp; Baby Gladys</name><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-1586222825185929067.post-3012171533786713059</id><published>2007-08-11T12:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T13:14:05.938+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back At Home</title><content type='html'>At the hospital, I can just press a button and a nurse will come and bring the baby back to the nursery when I want to catch a wink. Back at home, it's just me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since I do not have the luxury of having a confinement lady, so regardless I like it or not, I've got to get my lazy butt off the bed to attend to my little princess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am blessed to have friends and relatives to give me guidance about caring for a baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although I've given up my job for her, I've not regretted a single bit, espeically when I get to see her grow every single day. Being a stay-at-home mummy is a stressful task, but it is definitely more fulfilling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every night, I can be so tired from all the routine like feeding, bathing, changing and entertaining the baby, but I just cannot get to sleep. I will be happy just sitting there, watching her sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/Rr0_1GIriwI/AAAAAAAAABc/0MQrNWwIbvo/s1600-h/Baby+Gladys+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097300534665906946" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/Rr0_1GIriwI/AAAAAAAAABc/0MQrNWwIbvo/s320/Baby+Gladys+006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of Gladys' first friend is Tony and Janny's baby, Tasha Chua, who is about 3 months older.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/Rr1ANWIrixI/AAAAAAAAABk/DSjqwx6dOrI/s1600-h/Baby+Gladys+009.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097300951277734674" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/Rr1ANWIrixI/AAAAAAAAABk/DSjqwx6dOrI/s320/Baby+Gladys+009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am considered lucky because Gladys is quite an easy baby to care for. Other than hunger or a soiled diaper, she doesn't really make a big fuss. Maybe she's still so young, and all she can do is sleep most of her time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/Rr1CVWIrizI/AAAAAAAAAB0/gvSwSH0ZT6E/s1600-h/Baby+Gladys+025.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097303287739943730" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/Rr1CVWIrizI/AAAAAAAAAB0/gvSwSH0ZT6E/s320/Baby+Gladys+025.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am lucky to have my mum coming over to help me out most of the time during my confinement. She helps to cook my meals and to care for Gladys so I can have more rest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/Rr1CV2Iri0I/AAAAAAAAAB8/itW_y2r8p-I/s1600-h/Gladys+008.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097303296329878338" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 295px" height="339" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/Rr1CV2Iri0I/AAAAAAAAAB8/itW_y2r8p-I/s320/Gladys+008.jpg" width="240" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time flashes by when you're taking care of an infant. Though it is never an easy task, but the satisfaction you get from it is priceless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/Rr1CWWIri1I/AAAAAAAAACE/qCnUzhiVSAE/s1600-h/Gladys+016.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097303304919812946" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/Rr1CWWIri1I/AAAAAAAAACE/qCnUzhiVSAE/s320/Gladys+016.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everytime I bring Gladys out, people will ask if she's a boy or a girl, even though she's wearing pink! I know she doesn't look a bit like a girl, but guess where she got her looks from?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/Rr1AvmIriyI/AAAAAAAAABs/dJEoIWcG0wU/s1600-h/Baby+Gladys+015.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097301539688254242" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/Rr1AvmIriyI/AAAAAAAAABs/dJEoIWcG0wU/s320/Baby+Gladys+015.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1586222825185929067-3012171533786713059?l=gladyschia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gladyschia.blogspot.com/feeds/3012171533786713059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1586222825185929067&amp;postID=3012171533786713059' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1586222825185929067/posts/default/3012171533786713059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1586222825185929067/posts/default/3012171533786713059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gladyschia.blogspot.com/2007/08/back-at-home.html' title='Back At Home'/><author><name>Mummy Gene &amp;amp; Baby Gladys</name><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/_8wt-oI4uYto/Rr0_1GIriwI/AAAAAAAAABc/0MQrNWwIbvo/s72-c/Baby+Gladys+006.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1586222825185929067.post-822754983276297591</id><published>2007-08-06T00:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T13:14:07.149+08:00</updated><title type='text'>At The Hospital</title><content type='html'>I admit it's not easy to take care of a baby. I can hardly take good care of myself and now I have a little life to be responsive for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first night at the hospital, I can't sleep although I still feel drowsy. I kept staring at the little bundle of joy lying next to me. She's so pretty to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/RrYC7GIrisI/AAAAAAAAAA8/DG6AEhNwZrI/s1600-h/Gladys"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095263242698853058" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/RrYC7GIrisI/AAAAAAAAAA8/DG6AEhNwZrI/s320/Gladys%27+Birth+%40+MAH+28.03.07+025.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During the day, we had only each other for company and we made use of these times to bond. I changed her diaper and breastfed her for the first time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I knew instantly that she has my temper. Little tyrant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet, she's so fragile. So tiny and vulnerable. I just want to protect and love her all my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/RrYEpGIrivI/AAAAAAAAABU/SuDuPeoU_cQ/s1600-h/Image(241).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095265132484463346" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/RrYEpGIrivI/AAAAAAAAABU/SuDuPeoU_cQ/s320/Image(241).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because I had an caesarean, I had to stay in hospital for 4 days and I developed bad heat rash on my back and bottom. I can't wait to go home with my baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the day when we're supposed to go home, I receive bad news from the paediatrician that Gladys has jaundice and she has to be hospitalised! I can't believe it because every morning, Dr Simon Ng came to tell me that my baby is fine and healthy but why on the day when we're to be discharged that she developed jaundice?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It just broke my heart thinking that I had to go home without her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/RrYEKWIriuI/AAAAAAAAABM/QZ5OJoxeQOs/s1600-h/Image(254).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095264604203485922" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/RrYEKWIriuI/AAAAAAAAABM/QZ5OJoxeQOs/s320/Image(254).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Papa Eric suggested that I should stay another night in the hospital but I don't want to sleep on that bed for another night. Also, the hospital bill kills.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we seek approval to bring Gladys home with us. We can observe and bring her out in the sun. I'm sure she'll be fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The nurse took some time to check with the paediatrician and it got on my nerves. Luckily, the answer came back positive. Gladys' jaundice is mild and we're able to bring her home with us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a relieve for me. I cannot imagine otherwise.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1586222825185929067-822754983276297591?l=gladyschia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gladyschia.blogspot.com/feeds/822754983276297591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1586222825185929067&amp;postID=822754983276297591' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1586222825185929067/posts/default/822754983276297591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1586222825185929067/posts/default/822754983276297591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gladyschia.blogspot.com/2007/08/at-hospital.html' title='At The Hospital'/><author><name>Mummy Gene &amp;amp; Baby Gladys</name><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/_8wt-oI4uYto/RrYC7GIrisI/AAAAAAAAAA8/DG6AEhNwZrI/s72-c/Gladys%27+Birth+%40+MAH+28.03.07+025.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1586222825185929067.post-4398943813360263010</id><published>2007-08-04T00:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T13:14:07.272+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Day She Was Born</title><content type='html'>Baby Gladys was born on 28th March 2007 at Mount Alvernia Hospital.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, I had opted for a scheduled caesarean on 4th April 2007 when she's at 38 weeks gestation because I was getting so huge, I feel clumpsy. Imaging gaining 28 kgs! Not to mention that I had countless stretch marks on my massive tummy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But she was so excited in coming to this world that she came exactly 1 week earlier, at 37 weeks gestation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imagine my horror! The reason why I chose to have a c-sect is partly because I was afraid of what's coming my way. I hate to think about going through labour: the long hours, the pain, the stress, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In fact, my mucus plug dislodged on 27th March 2007. I was horrified when I feel a whole clump of jelly coming out from me. I thought that was it! But, after waiting awhile, there was nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Early 28th March 2007, at about 2am, I was trying hard to fall asleep because you know with such a big tummy, it's really hard to even toss or turn, when suddenly, I heard a 'pop' inside me and I felt the dribbles. I dashed to the toilet and thought I peed but that's actually my water bag bursting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tell you, I seriously freaked out big time. I don't know what to do and I had to call my mum. She said that since I didn't feel any contractions yet, it's no use going to the hospital yet because they will make you wait there anyway. So I decided to just wait and see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At about 7am, I felt it. Slight contractions spaced wide apart. Not too bad, so I decided to have a shower first. By the time I came out from the bathroom, I knew it was time to rush to the hospital.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before I stepped out of the house, I had a cup of hot cereal. Bad idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During the car ride to the hospital, I had such bad contractions that I had to be wheeled to the labour ward! I can barely stand. It is a horrible, horrible feeling. You feel so helpless but yet there's really nothing much you can do but to wait till the time comes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And since I went through all these, I thought I could just give a shot at giving birth naturally. But my worst nightmare came when my gynae came to check me. It was already 2 hours and she said I'm only 2 cm dilated. By the way, if you don't already know, the mother has to be 10 cm dilated before even try pushing the baby out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My gynae told me I will have to take probably another 10 hours to be fully dilated. OH MY GOD! Help me! "I need my epidural!", I said. Shortly after, I was given the shot and it really relieved me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is quite boring lying there partially numbed. So I think I better go under the knife to speed up the process. Anyway, this was what I had always wanted. I still cannot imagine giving birth naturally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I had that cup of cereal and you're supposed to be empty stomach before an operation. So I had to wait till noon before they can start the procedure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was so nervous while waiting to be wheeled to the operating theathre, I was shivering. Maybe it's the air-con. I don't know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although I was partially numbed, I can still manage to crawl onto the operating table by myself, when the nurses asked me if I can do it. I pitied them because how can 2 tiny women manage a 78 kg me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shortly after, my gynae came in. She asked if I was ok. I was already getting drowsy. She said I'll be able to see my baby in 10 minutes. I didn't believe her. So soon?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All this while, Eric was beside me. He told me my water bag is so full of fluid and stuff like that. Nothing encouraging. He was so amazed by me being cut up, he was dumb found.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, in a short moment, my gynae announced that my baby was born and I heard her wails! I was so overwhelmed I feel like crying hard. I mean, I'm a mummy and that's my baby?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She was brought to me and I gave her a peck on her cheeks before she had to be examined and cleaned. She's the most lovable creature I've ever seen. Imagine a mini me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah, I felt my life so accomplished. Never had I felt like this before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's my baby when she was brought into the nursery. Isn't she the sweetest thing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/RuodczlZpFI/AAAAAAAAAFA/BsWmddv2U2E/s1600-h/Gladys+chia.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5109929107925869650" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8wt-oI4uYto/RuodczlZpFI/AAAAAAAAAFA/BsWmddv2U2E/s320/Gladys+chia.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1586222825185929067-4398943813360263010?l=gladyschia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gladyschia.blogspot.com/feeds/4398943813360263010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1586222825185929067&amp;postID=4398943813360263010' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1586222825185929067/posts/default/4398943813360263010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1586222825185929067/posts/default/4398943813360263010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gladyschia.blogspot.com/2007/08/day-she-was-born.html' title='The Day She Was Born'/><author><name>Mummy Gene &amp;amp; Baby Gladys</name><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/_8wt-oI4uYto/RuodczlZpFI/AAAAAAAAAFA/BsWmddv2U2E/s72-c/Gladys+chia.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1586222825185929067.post-279946642133684273</id><published>2007-08-03T23:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-14T13:22:05.586+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My 1st Post</title><content type='html'>Ok, since this is the 1st post, I shall have a little introduction here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am Gene, 28 years old (erm, ok la, turning 29) and I have a little darling by the name of Gladys. She's now 4 months old and is my heart and soul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This blog is created specially for her and I hope that she can read about her interesting life when she grows up. I had always wanted to set up this blog to put down small details of our lifes together ever since she was conceived but.. I'm busy (otherwise, you can call it lazy).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, it's better to be late than never so I guess it's still not to late to start now. So, here goes..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1586222825185929067-279946642133684273?l=gladyschia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gladyschia.blogspot.com/feeds/279946642133684273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1586222825185929067&amp;postID=279946642133684273' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1586222825185929067/posts/default/279946642133684273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1586222825185929067/posts/default/279946642133684273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gladyschia.blogspot.com/2007/08/ok-since-this-is-1st-post-i-shall-have.html' title='My 1st Post'/><author><name>Mummy Gene &amp;amp; Baby Gladys</name><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></feed>
