It has always been this way when I disciplined Rye Li, I will count to three loudly, giving her some time to listen to me before I reprimand her for her wrongdoings. Not that it works all the time but it has been a habit of mine disciplining the girls.
So when it comes to Haye Li, naturally, I would also do the same especially these days when she is getting really cheeky. Last week, she surprised me back when I was warning her with my “ONE!”, she went “Two” with her ever so innocent look and I didn’t know whether to laugh or continuing scolding her. I didn’t know that she is already counting!
Now, she always does this to me when I start to warn her on her wrongdoings. And I also took the opportunity to teach her the rest of the numbers. I guess Rye Li sensed the humour in this and she also being the smarty pants that she is, will do the same to me now when I count to three for her wrongdoings. Sigh!
Adding on to what I can remember of what other words Haye Li knows of:
Book = boo book
Bye = byeeee
Baby = baybee
Smile = mile
Move = moosh
Thank you = tata or taaaa kiu!
Give me = me (and putting out her hands, indicating that she wants it)
And ever since the mamau incident, she has been calling me mummy numerous times since then. Guess she wants my attention big time now. Haha.
Another baby girl's journal through the eyes of my Mummy. And just like my sister's Rye Li's blog, what you read here is not to intentionally discriminate or hurt anyone, if you're offended in anyway, please go look for my mummy!
Monday, January 18, 2010
Mummy’s entry – “Two!”
Sunday, January 3, 2010
Mamau
A conversation I had with mummy today….
Mummy: Say mummy
Haye Li: Papa
Mummy: Say mummy
Haye Li: Papa
Mummy: Say cheh-cheh
Haye Li: Tear-tear
Mummy: Say kakak
Haye Li: ta-tak
Mummy: Say mummy
Haye Li: Papa
Mummy: SAY MUMMY!
Haye Li: Mamau!
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I’m such a papa’s girl. I love calling him all day and get his response. If he doesn’t response to me, I’ll go to him and say “papau!” (asking to be carried).
I also love calling my cheh-cheh or kakak around the house and get their response too.
Mummy is wondering why I don’t call her “mahmeh” which I used to and she’s settling for “mamau” now which I also use to call the cat….suppose to be ‘meow-meow’ but I can only say “mamau”.
Other words I can say lately:-
Please/Fish = peesh
Nose = nioshe
There = deh
Me = meh
Yes = yesh
No = nio
Dog = wo-who
Ball = bor
Bird = bur
Beat = bik
Smack = mack
Friday, December 4, 2009
Mummy’s entry – One stubborn chilli padi
Haye Li is one hard headed little lady. She has been pretty vocal as a baby and believe you me, if she can really talk properly in our lingo, we would be hearing a whole lot of from her. Already, we are having an earful of baby jabbers!
She wants her way ALL the time and if we do not give in to her, she will use her crying tactics in which I would just let her cry it out (okay, it also depends on what she wants). At times, offering alternatives works but there are times, she only wants that one thing and will start going into a tantrum fit. I seriously dread when she goes into the terrible twos stage.
Recently, I started her on actual brushing on her 6 tiny teeth. Before this, it was just wet facial cottons over her gums (this was before she had real teeth) and this also she disliked it which was why I gave up till recently. She loves the actual brushing, too much in fact that she wants to brush on her own. I will let her after I have brushed it proper for her. But little miss independent doesn’t like me brushing for her that she insist she brushes her own. And by insisting means not cooperating with me, pushing my hands away, start lying on the toilet floor with some kicking, screaming, crying and whining (my neighbours probably think that I’m slaughtering her). I had to force it on her while telling her over and over again that I will brush for her first before she can do it herself. This struggling went on for like a week before she finally got the message. She lets me brush for her after she sucks off the ‘toothpaste’ (Orajel Toddler’s training toothpaste that I got from the States) in which I have to do it really quick before she starts grabbing the toothbrush. I have to praise her so that she knows I’m proud of her that she allows me to brush for her, etc.
I think this is also after a night of CRYING-IT-OUT session 2 nights ago. She woke up finding herself in her cot (which she totally hates now and I seldom use her cot and allow her to sleep with me on my bed) and she went into a fit! So I took her out and put her on my bed thinking that she would fall asleep again but I was wrong. She asked for nen-nen (she will say "nen-nen" when she wants them) which I didn’t want to give since she just drank like an hour before (I’m still trying to train her to sleep longer which I’m failing miserably as she STILL wakes up 3-4 times every night!) so I told her that my nen-nen has finished and that there’s no more. She didn’t buy it and went into her fits session. So I told her that I can make her milk for her and she cried even louder (like I said, when she wants something, she only wants that!). So I just let her cry on the bed.
Rye Li was already sleeping on the bed and this girl was squirming around and kicking all over and poor Rye Li was getting all the kicks and hearing all the screaming she made. Rye Li must have been really tired and she was still sleeping and didn’t wake up from all that disturbing. LOL!
Anyway, by this time I was really mad at Haye Li and brought her out of the room to make her milk. She was still crying so loud and wriggled in my arms while I made her milk. I was so tempted to leave her on the floor and just let her cry it out there and then but I didn’t and tried to manage not to drop her from her struggles.
What a waste of my time making her milk as she refused it and continued crying in the room. I got so fed up, I brought her out of my room again thinking that she may want her kakak instead but she also refused the maid. And even though she wanted me, while I was carrying her, she would pushed me away as if she doesn’t want me and if I let her down, she would scream for me to carry her. So it was basically, “this cannot, that cannot” mood with her. So I brought her into my room again and just let her be on the bed crying. She went on screaming and crying, refusing her bottle of milk.
By this time, I just had about enough and put her down on the floor which of course, she cried louder but I didn’t care this time (and since Rye Li could sleep all through that noise anyway). So while she cried, I just watched her cry. Interestingly, she was standing up, holding on to the bed (I thought she would be lying down on the floor and do her tantrums thingy) and just cried while going “pah-pah” (suppose to be “pau-pau” which means wants to be carried in mandarin). After several minutes or so, hubby just got home from Penang and walked into the room. In all that noise, she didn’t hear him walk in and I went “see who has come back? papa came back already”. She didn’t even look at the door but instead screamed louder as if she sense there was a ghost and her eyes had that shocked look. So I picked her up and she hugged me close and screamed and screamed as if she really saw a ghost. Hubby talked to her but it was of no use.
I brought her out of the room again and she cried for another 10 minutes or so. When finally she has calmed down, I brought her back into the room. She still asked for her nen-nen and I told her that it has finished. She wasn’t happy, cried again a little and after I explained again and again, she finally took the milk bottle and fell asleep.
By the way, no, I’m not weaning her off her nen-nen yet. It’s just because it was only like 10pm then and usually her next feed from my boobs would be after 12am onwards which is like another 3 times before we all wake up in the mornings.
Anyway, the next day, she was better behaved and allowed me to brush her teeth without a fuss. And she also allowed me again today. So the crying-it-out method is working. :D
This girl knows that hubby and I will scold her which is why she loves the maid as the maid is the only one that doesn’t scold her. She prefers her kakak over hubby and hubby has gotten the cold treatment from Haye Li already. Many times in fact and by being cold means she won’t even look or acknowledge hubby, she will push his hands away when hubby wants to carry her or touch her.
When she falls down and hurt herself badly, we will carry her and try to soothe her. Most babies will just hold on to you and want to be hugged or soothed in these situations. Not my Haye Li, she will push you away and struggle herself free while crying.
She is one stubborn little missy alright! [Anyone wants to adopt her? :D Just kidding! Haye Li, we love you still no matter how stubborn you are!]
Friday, November 20, 2009
Camerons - October 2009
I was pretty much well behaved throughout the journey although I demanded to be out of my car seat at times.


We were supposed to stop by at the famous waterfall on the way up to Camerons but it was raining and hence, we headed straight to my grandpa's place.



My first time eating chocolate off the cake too and I like it but not too much of it. Even my sister whom the cake is actually for (she loves everything chocolate) didn't want to finish it.



Mummy had to wake papa up from his slumberland as we were suppose to head to the tea farm and the sky was getting dark. We headed to the Boh farm at Ringlet. I vomitted on the way there, probably from car sick.
These are the few shots that Mummy got of me before it rained and then we were stuck at the cafe for over an hour or so after that.
Pictures taken indoor at the cafe.
My first time tasting strawberries and I love it! Not as much as my sister though.
Goofing around
On the way back to KL, as you can see, I didn't really enjoy the car ride.Sunday, November 1, 2009
1 year old update
I only made a slight whimper when I was jabbed at my butt-butt. Actually, I didn’t even know what hit me as I was having my nen-nen then. This is my Doctor’s trick, making me drink of mummy while she do her thing.
I’m still drinking breast milk 90% of the time. I started formula when I was 10 months old as mummy was ill then and although she had enough stock of her milk in the freezer, she wanted to start me on formula to see if I was alright with it. I love it but I only had it like once a day during weekdays at the daycare. Only recently it was increased to twice a day during the weekdays. I still get direct access to her milk at nights, through the nights when I wake up, mornings and throughout the weekends.
As for solids, I take 2 times porridge at the daycare with snacks (fruits, biscuits or bread) in between while weekends, I’ll have baby cereal for breakfast, porridge for lunch and dinner with snacks in between. I have yet to try meat other than fish meat and I will get chicken in my porridge soon.
I have 6 teeth now, 4 upper front and 2 bottom front. I still look like a boy though with my baldy front of my head. And lately, I’ll ask (in my baby jabber) for mummy to tie my hair. This is usually when she ties my cher-cher’s hair – I want to join in the fun too. I will sit quietly for mummy while she ties whatever she can with my little hair. :D (little rye li in the making).
As for speech, I seem to get whatever I want even though it’s all baby’s babbling. It helps since I can nod my head ‘yes’ to indicate what I want when people talk to me. Even my cher-cher can give me what I want with my nodding, well most of the time since she’ll snatch them back when she sees me having fun with it.
I seem to do things that my sister didn’t have any records for in her lifetime :-
a) I actually broke an Avent bottle – we always dropped our bottles and I’m not sure why one of mine actually broke. Perhaps they don’t make them as durable as before?!
b) I broke one of mummy’s shot glasses! Mummy collects them from all over the world and they are kept below our dining table, even way before my cher-cher was born. Now, I can access them and I’m always told off for not touching them. But I wasn’t lucky yesterday when one of them actually fell off. I wasn’t told off about it but now the rest of the shot glasses are all kept hidden away.
c) I actually spoilt some of the balls that we have at home. All belongs to my cher-cher and she wasn’t too happy about it. I bit them off and made a hole in them so there is no way papa can fix them. One of the balls is made of sponge and I actually ate the bits that came off. Now, they are off-limits to me. When you come to my house, I’ll show you my teeth marks on these sponge balls. :D

