I had pretty much 2 restless night. Ivan was having serious constipation. This is the first time seeing him crying while doing his poop. Oh poor boy. His cry was not a fake cry or anything near to "Manja". It was a genuine painful cry. My heart ached seeing him suffer like that. Early this morning, I went out to search for a relieve medicine for him. Phew, after taking 2 dosages of 5ml each today. He finally poop in the evening. The heavy feelings in my heart ligthen up instantly. :)
LAST NIGHT was MIL’s birthday. We went for a simple dinner at Mt. Kiara, a Taiwanese restaurant. Bb was excited to be out as usual, trying to show off how to operate his Bob the Builder’s bottle to uncle Jo, Bil. He has been sipping water from that bottle ever since daddy purchased it, which is good, no more bottles in public. He also created rapport with waiter and waitresses there. There was a fat uncle got so fond of him and present-ed him a chopstick holder. (Like that also can. Hah!) Bb showed it to me, it was in the shape of a Japanese koi fish. I told him to return it to uncle, Sri told me he returned but uncle insisted he kept it. UR! Okay! “Well, then you can keep it” I told him. Later, he came to me telling he was scared. I asked him why, he told me the BIG BIG uncle scary. Actually according to Sri, that uncle wanted to carry him, he got scared. Mil told me this - Once a stranger offer to carry bb, he wanted to go with stranger, mil threatened him that if he goes, he will ne
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