Talking about poo jumping out of…..

Oh dear, I know it is disgusting to talk about poo. But as a first time mom, dealing with baby’s “oops” moment can be a funny, messy and yucky experience. I wish that I can record videos on all the “poopy” incidences but it’s hard to capture those moments unless I have the video camera on the whole time. Makes me wonder what other moms experiences were on those baby poo poo accidents.


Here are some of the funny or yucky moments that I can think of:


1) First time Little Marc had a pebble size chocolate poo leaking out of his diaper; he picked it up and gave it to his father. His father thought it was a chocolate until he sniffs on it. LOL


2) That day (can’t remember which day) he must have an excellent bowel movement that he had to do the crab stand or the karate stand (bend both his knees) to hold the diaper from falling from his waist. The funniest is when I try to pick him up; he gave a shriek and refused to let me pick him up. So he ended crab walking inch by inch to the toilet.


3) I had just finished washing his bottom and putting on his clean sheet of diaper when I stepped on his pebble size poo. It felt cold on my feet and mashed beyond means. Yuck!

I thought maybe the diaper malfunctioned to have let these poops slip off, but on a serious thought I think it’s my boy who is fond of running away from me when I want to change him is the reason for the poops to slip off.

Now I think he is ready to use a potty because he always hides from me when he goes to poo and after the poo he will pout his upper and lower lips out and fanning his hands on the nose level to tell me he stinks. LOL . I wish I can have this expression of his recorded but again, it is difficult.

Hopefully, the next time he makes this expression I am lucky enough to capture them and post them here for all of you to see!





































Tags: baby poo, diaper, potty

Do you see what I see in pigeons?

It is not just the art of pecking on the grains that gives me the satisfaction that the pigeons appreciate the hand that feeds life to it, but they are my inspiration.

An inspiration that comes from a memory I have about a friend whom I haven’t acquainted for a long time. I use to watch her feed the pigeons and she diligently feed them whenever she is at our college. I see her as a perfect woman, the woman I aspire to be. She is beautiful, slim, polite, kind to animals; sew her own clothes, attentive during her class, well liked by our lecturers, a good student, able to work and study at the same time. She showed me that we all can be what we can be if we truly believe that we can be. The word Perfect is not a farce or a make believe but it actually exist.

How many of us who have walked through the journey of our life and not suffer a single prick to our feet when we step on sharp edges stones? And how we are beaten when it seems that our hope is too far to reach? So how do we get to where we want to be without the tears and the feeling of hopelessness? It is all about finding inspiration after inspiration that motivates us to see what we want to see and cover the pain that comes with it. Inspiration keeps our life beautiful and powerful. And this is what I have in mind when I feed the pigeons.




















Tags: pigeons, motivation, inspiration

Chubby chub, Saggy chest and wobbly arms

That is what happens for a mommy who breastfed for almost a year (and 3 months to be exact), have not been working out and have been putting my own “self” behind other things.

I get wobbly arms or in my own terms “aunty bye bye arms”. Do you know how I got this term? Well you will notice if you are observant enough that when some aunties wave their arms saying goodbye to you, some of them (I am one of them) may have their flabby arms flapping at you at the same time. Well sometimes I wave in front of the mirror to see how serious it gets. Boy! Once I take a look at it, I think my flabby arms are mature enough to take off like a squaking duck.

Other than my wobbly arms my poor breasts are suffering too. They are de-motivated, deflated and sagging. I wonder how low can it sag when I am in my 40’s? LOL

Oh dear, no wonder a lot of moms are crying for a makeover. I think more to “overhauling” especially after the production of a few babies …… your eyelashes wear off, your skin chapped, your beautiful locks turn coarse and thinning; there is apparently sagging skin.


Seriously for once I really need to get to work on emergency steps.


Here is what I’m going to do. ……exercise!


Saw this on youtube:



Video credit: Charliejames1975




Video Credit: Steady Health



Video credit: videojugbeauty

After I move, I will be able to continue my yoga at home. Have you try this video at home?


click image if you like.



This video is awesome because in one week I can feel my body getting into shape but I suffered from body aches at the first start of this workout.







Tags: postnatal, body work out, yoga, exercise,sagging breasts, sagging skin