Tuesday, 13 March 2007

Ashlyn Turns One - 14 December 2002

Time has passed real fast and I have managed to crawl through my first year of life, Now is the time to celebrate it and that's what I had done.

Daddy and Mummy had went to great lengths to find the perfect birthday cake. It has to be of Winnie the Pooh because through out the first year of my life everything that surrounded me had to do with Winnie the Pooh.

We had a lunch buffet and many of Daddy's and Mummy's friends came along. Not forgetting our relatives. I cannot say much about the food though... I was not allowed to eat it. (Wonder who was having the party?)

The cake was good, very good...but the comment does not represent my personal thoughts... because I DID NOT GET TO EAT IT!!! But still the cake cutting and everything else was great.

Can't wait for my next birthday!

8 Months Into My Life

Well, I should have accomplished quite a lot upon reaching 8 months...
But Mummy had been so busy that she had not been diligently noting it down.
So here was what she could remember...
Listening to songs and music was what I like and still likes,
Dancing to the tune like a mud rocker,
Shaking my head from side to side,
Even till late at night, on my bed, sleeping!
Mummy, trying very hard to memorise as much rhymes and its actions but quite a lousy one she was.
Who's interested in rhyming and the actions when she had to keep looking into her books for instructions.
Trying to stand with my chubby legs but I needed a helping hand from the tables and chairs or whatever that is around.
Clapping hands and nodding heads,
Well, that was rather easy with a few practices and a broken down Mah Mah that kept repeating the same thing for hours.
Sleeping in the living room was fun.
When I woke in the mornings,
I got the freedom to roam around and play with my toys till its time to wake up snoring Daddy and tired Mummy.
Yeah! An hour of free play around the living room while listening to the rythmatic snores from my Daddy.

My Seventh Month

By now, I was able to crawl and crawled very well.
Keeping my Mummy and Daddy on their toes.
I had progressed from my Leopard Crawl to a One Legged Crawl.
Everyone was amused to see me crawling in that manner and some were rather concerned.
They feared that I may be weak on one leg and strong on the other.
Actually, if I was given the choice, I would rather start walking.
Oh, and this was the time that I encountered more bumps than usual.
Been more mobile made me realise that my head was actually rather heavy.
It took awhile to get use to the weight and balanced myself.
I was not afriad of falls, a little bump here and a little over there actually helps me to be more aware of my body.
What was important was that Mummy was always there to blow some kisses on the bumps and they magically got less painful.
Yes, less painful, the pain did not just go away with a kiss.
What did you think my Mummy was?
This was the month that both my Daddy and Mummy wanted me to be a baby model.
How vain they are!
So, off we went to the studio for a photo shoot.
It was done early in the morning and I had some complaints about it but since I am made to look good, I could swallow the complaints for now.
However, I fell back and hit my head during the shoot.
Waaaaaaaaaaaaa...The photographer laughed and insisted on taking me crying when all I need was my Mummy's kiss.
Well, with falls and bumps, I made it through this month and see what's in store the next month.

6th Month...Half a year had passed

My two lower front teeth are sprouting out.
I loved to bite even when I was drinking my milk.
Got a little scolding from Mummy,
Got a smack from Daddy.
Didn't quite dare to do it much after that.
An occasional nibble was a nice little treat for a nice cutie.

I had started to crawl but not on my knees though.
It was the Leopard Crawl to my Daddy.
Lots of practices I had crawling on the bed and on the floor.

That was my lunch.
Fish, spinach and carrots mixed into one.
Not much to choose from but that would do for now.
I know Mummy was cracking her head to give me the best.
And since Daddy had no contribution in this part of my life,
I would give my Mummy dearest a break.

5 Months Into My Life

Reaching 5 months was no mean feat,
I had learnt to turn over to my tummy.

Still a little wobbly when sitting.

Drove Daddy and Mummy nuts with my fingers in my mouth.
Sent my Mah Mah up the wall with my screams for Mummy.
Made everyone smiled when they saw me.

Cooed occasionally but preferred to cry and scream.
Loved my toys,
They tasted good and yummy.
Disliked water but was forced to take as I was constipated.
Apple and prune juice,
I took but you should see my expression.
Rice cereal with apple puree,
I took for breakfast and love it so.
Finished one bowl,
That's what I am capable of.
Went on a holiday to Bali with Daddy, Mummy, Ah Mah and Gu Gu.

Enjoyed the swimming,
Even though I was awoken as early as seven in the morning.

Loved the way people showered their attention upon me everywhere I went.

My Fourth Month

By my 4th month,
Things were getting better.
I have vision like an adult,
Everything I see I'll grab.
In my mouth they would go.
I've tried all my fingers
And they tasted just right.
I was giving my toes a go too.
It's kind of difficult
Cos' I would have to pull my feet towards my mouth.
Yet I was able to do so
Cos' my toes tasted just as good.
I had learnt to smile and chuckle.
It seemed to tickle Daddy and Mummy
So more of it they would get.
I was learning to sit but not on my own.
Daddy's good at training me to do so with cushion all around me.
I knew how to flip on my tummy
An expert I was in doing it.
Driving Mummy crazy
Cos' I didn't know how to flip back onto my back.
She had to be there to help me do so.
But before long, I was on my tummy yet again.
I love to be read toIf only I can do so myself.
But I was glad that Mummy's an avid reader.
As for Daddy, he needed a little push.
Yet I love them both very much


I would suck my thumb back to sleep when I wake in the middle of it. Didn't want to make Mummy come running to pat me back to sleep again. She was busy watching her Taiwanese Idol Serials.

Hoping that I'll be able to sleep better,
Mummy and Daddy decided to give me the pacifier.
To make them feel better I took it but not for very long.
Didn't like the rubber taste, not one bit like my thumb!

I had found my feet and learnt that toes grow at the end of them. Sucking my toes is one feat that tickled everyone and some said that it was time for Mummy to bear another baby. Well, I don't think so... I want Daddy's and Mummy's full attention for as long as possible.
Here I am, on my way to have a bathe. What's that I have on my head?
Well, that is my Cheeky Mummy who left my shirt hanging off my head! Looks kind of cute though.
These are some of the expressions that I've mastered and I know you must be saying,"So cute....!" Thank you very much.
I am learning to read by myself but its kind of difficult but Mummy's there to teach me.
I like to flip on to my tummy, the world seems different from this angle. However, it would be even better if I know how to flip back onto my back when I'm tired. Will try and master that soon.

As I grow...

As I grow, Mummy tried as best as she could to track it month by month. However, she lost track as I kept her very busy. I wanted her attention and wanted it fast.

I kept her busy by constantly pooing and peeing. I wanted to sleep and she would have to cuddle and sing. I wanted to play and she would pick up my toys after me.

She would play,

She would read,

She would clean,

She would cuddle,

She would kiss,

She would soothe,

She would feed,

She would do it all even when she is beat.

Behind her there was always Daddy to hold and to support.

And I Love Them Both Very Much.

This is the time when I make Mummy come to my recuse.

I dirtied my diapers and she has to change them.

That's me in dreamland.

Daddy made this comfy nest out of the blanket when I was about 3 months old.

This is me when I am 4 months old

and am going to take my first taste of rice cereal.

How does Mummy knows that I am going to poo?

That's my expression when I am doing it. It feels good to release all those waste!

I'm getting sleepy and I need Mummy to sing.

This is what I hear ...

Little Ashlyn,

Close your eyes,

Close your eyes,

Close your eyes,

Close your eyes and go to sleep.

Daddy and Mummy love you so.

And now I am in dreamland.

Chinese New Year 2002

When I reached my Second Month, it was time to celebrate Chinese New Year. Mummy and Dady were excited, orre excited than myself.

They prepared the Red Packets for the little children. Most importantly, they prepared a big bag to keep my Red Packets. I know I'll not be able to see, what more touch them but I trust that they will keep the givings safe.

It was hectic and tiring. I had to wake up as early as seven in the morning and didn't get back home till very late at night. Lucky for me, I have Mummy's arms to rest in. Better still, I gave Mummy lots of good luck. It came in a large quantity, yellow in colour, just like gold. Yet smelly and you wouldn't like it. Well, I pooed on Mummy's nice red chongsam!

Happy Chinese New Year!

Here I am with the rest of the Tan Family.
Ooo... Nice comfy Uncle Frank and Lovely Aunty Sindy.