hold me tight, never let me go...

kyria learnt to hold on to her favourite toy today, rattle turtle... she attempted to swallow him a couple of times, in the end, she settled for a lick instead... hmmm... maybe she likes turtle soup? =p here's a clip of her playing with her rattle turtle...

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so, view video clip here -> http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=aglL7Xir3jA

mommy's little girl... pweety pweety girl...

kyria has her slurpy way of putting back her pacficier into her mouth if it attempts to slip out =) follows these steps...

^ pix1: oopsy... it's slipping down... now take one deep breathe in...

^ pix2: uh uh uh... standby the hand in case step 1 fails... hold it, hold it...

^ pix3: VOILA!!! a pacified baby is a schmucky baby

ha... the pixs were taken after her feed, and she was kinda fussing a bit, so had to put her 'too too' in her mouth...

and this... this is one candid shot of my happy little girl... pweety pweety girl...

hush little baby...

ky's colic hasn't taken a break... last saturday was one of the worst i have handled... i don't know why this happens in her, but it just does... at the same time, almost everyday for the past month... i hope she'd get over this condition quick...

i'm worried how things would be when i go back to work... will she miss me? will she recognise me when i get back? will she be happy to see me or angry that i left? i hope to be there when she reaches her little milestones... every little time i spend with her are so precious to me... the rewards that i get, are those that money can't buy and LV and Gucci can't satisfy... =p

dilemma dilemma... what old friends, we are...

sigh... i'm going back to work soon... i dread the doomy feeling... there's nothing i am looking forward to that'd make me jump for joy at that place (except the pay though)... but then again, after grazing this pasture, this shade of green isn't that attractive afterall...

this couple months at home made me realise how much sacrifices a mother has to and would make... more than willingly... it's an unexplainable feeling, that even the smallest of gesture, makes a whole lot difference... for one thing, you somehow become more or less selfish... more selfish towards others because your child comes first in everything... less selfish towards your child for the same reason too...

i hope kyria won't forget me next time when i'm less around her... =( we had a few great time together this few months, a bit of hicupps and bumpy rides here and there, but somehow, we survived it together...

mommy loves kyria...

^ vid1: pooooooooooop... and she's done...

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yes... a 'finally-pooped-baby' is a damn happy baby... and a sleepy one thereafter... =p

^ vid1: pooping caught on v'cam

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this is a clip on how ky sounds when she's pooping... and yes... she makes the same noise at night when she's sleeping... even if she's not pooping... =)

^ vid1: a new side of ky... her stubborness...

p/s to viewers: note mommy's parroting chant at the background... *sigh*