Jacob's full month Party

Nope its still a few days to go before Jacob really reaches his first month, but hey who's complaining? Thank you to everyone who turned up and for those who didn't well.... screw yoU! LOL. j/k please ensure to hand up MC and relevant parent excuses, those who do not produce evidence, demerit points will be given.



Ok then, so a big thank you to Paul for buying the whole suit for Jacob's first big day. Somehow I feel sad knowing that Paul won't be able to join Jacob during his 1st year.. Who knows if things work out maybe I can bring Jacob to the UK instead. Here's Jacob looking absolutely smashing.




(Jacob all ready to be in the 1st team)


The party was really great except everyone seem to come at 1 big go, even though the information was 12pm to 4pm everyone just.. decided to come at 2 which made me really busy. Missus had her own friends over and she was really busy entertaining her own friends and I had to entertain my friends AND relatives from all the households. Paul was being really good, sitting there and trying to takeover part of my job. And I really like the picture below.




(Godpa trying to clean up the messy eater)




(Paul not getting any luck with Jacob as he looks lovingly on at the BRAT)


The party is over and the shifting (thank God) is over. I'm now officially residing in an HDB flat which I'm getting to terms with, not that I haven't stayed in 1 before but after such a long time, it does take some getting used to, like being more careful with security and privacy.




(Jacob watching F1)


Jacob was at his full brattish behaviour yesterday and its the first time I've seen the Missus getting pissed with him. He just simply refuse to sleep or he just eats non-stop which doesn't make sense because 4 hours of feeding non stop is weird. See, what happens is he eats and then dozes off and when put to bed, he wakes up and starts kicking up a fuss and starts looking for the nipple.


The missus frustrations are definitely not just due to Jacob too. I'm at fault just as well and its things that I have to change which Missus is sweet to let me know. Thats why she broke my heart a few times when she got frustrated with Jacob and me. Sorry my dear. That's also why even after the move after being so bloody tired I tried to make it up to the missus as much as possible.




(An angel at sleep, a devil at 4am daily without fail)

Virgin Feeding

(Jacob wondering who the hairy monster is)

Yup we broke Paul's (Prempal to you, Jacob) virginity on feeding a baby and we nearly made him change the diapers on Jacob. The brat was surprisingly still and willing to let his Godfather feed him, but staring at him all the time wondering who the dork is. 

(Who's the geezer feeding me?)

As usual Paul went onto the "do u like prono mate?", "How about a bollywood actress as a wife", "what you prefer a Jap babe?" and all other pornographic statements not meant for print. Jacob was pretty bemused at the geezer but nodded in approval when Paul said Jap Babe. Sigh just like another Sillyporean male I guess. 

(Paul just like the missus looking lovingly at the brat, not knowing he's a brat yet)

Ok well Paul didn't hit it off great, he lifted the bottle too high thus causing Jacob to spill most of his milk, and Paul's hands were stiff like wood, had to remind him again and again to be more gentle and flexible. I think the icing was when Paul tried to burp the baby. It was hilarious, all hands, legs, head and body were used to hold a less than 4kg baby upright. I was laughing so hard I forgot to snap a photo of it. 

(Paul talking to Jacob about sex and how old he should be before trying)

Its Jacob's 1st month celebration tomorrow and then a major move to a new house on Sunday, So I hope to remember to snap a few shots for you guys on Monday.

I'm Wrong

(Angel lookalike.. but still BRATTISH)

See I admit when I'm wrong. And I'm wrong that I can force the bugger to sleep for 3 hours or more at night. He's learning to focus on objects now and he has also become... grumpy like his godfather... 

Speaking of which he came by the house after a 14hour flight, so sweet of him to get the nursery rhyme dvds, clothes and very very nice gold necklace. On behalf of Jacob, Thanks Paul.

We made Paul carry Jacob and Paul was stiff like wood. We'll let him do the diapers before the big day on Saturday. Intend to make him spend more time with Jacob, so that he doesn't think material supply is good enough to be a godfather. 

He's got this beautiful Arsenal Cap and Socks ready to fit into the Arsenal's First team. Wonder if Arsene Wenger will consider...

(Jacob's tiny little feet which gives off amazing power)

Oh we've discovered a pattern in Jacob. Before he wakes up and cries for milk, he'll let off a few good sounding farts. And if the lights are on, you can see him turning red while farting, little bugger gotta learn how to fart without using so much strength. 

(Jacob the master torturer)

What a brat

(The makings of a brat)

Aren't babies supposed to be sleeping ALL the TIME? Not only that, when he sleeps he makes the weirdest noise ever. No its not deep breathing, but sudden split second cry or those deep throat sounds which last a sec or 2 before going back to sleep again.

According to the missus he's not been sleeping in the afternoon like from 2pm - 9pm. Told the missus to torture him and not let him sleep like till 11pm... Wonder if it'll work.

(The smirk after driving his parents nuts)

What was fun is he farts like an adult. Like a real adult. A big huge BRRRTTTT. And it so happened I had a lots of air in my tummy so it was like an alternative farting orchestra which nearly drove the missus mad. He of course have to shit his pants (errr diapers), which incidentally is quite expensive and he uses like 6 of them a day. Sheesh. 

I've been thinking about how unfair it is to just post up his pics and not my wife so here is the moment when the missus is being wheeled out from the delivery ward into the room. 

(Missus looking at her creation)

See Jacob being so good and quiet, sleeping soundly not giving a care while the missus looks on wondering if all the pain she just went through was worth it.

From the picture below, one could tell she felt it was worthy. Look at her looking lovingly on Jacob.

(The missus still had no idea she has a brat on her hands)

Yeah with all the anxiety and the fear over, she looks on lovingly at Jacob. She had absolutely no idea the mess he'll be and i wonder if she'll look different after 3 weeks with Jacob.

(look, my baby, isn't he swell? ya rite... wait for 3 weeks...)

From hours to 3 weeks old, the bugger had grown longer, can't use the word taller coz I just feel its the wrong word to use. He's changed quite a bit aye?

Well sorry for not updating last week because it has been a very hectic week at work. Jacob's godfather the brit bhai is back in Sillypore for his full month party. So i'll be busy hanging out with him and I really like to see Paul change diapers for his godson. Do u think he'll do it?

What about a wager?

It didn't get better

Its Wednesday folks. I'm off to KL tomorrow and weirdly I think, I will, I feel, I gather that I will miss the little bugger.

(huh? Dad's leaving? Who am I gonna torment?)

Same level work colleagues don't seem to be having a nice day either. No its not Lehman Bros or AIG, its just the general mood and in reality .. just busy. I hate busy it means I'm not earning money. 

Oh I signed 2 policies for the little bugger today. Yes with AIA. No I'm not going to be afraid of AIG because the US government now has shares in it. And unless the whole US of A dies which I hope it doesn't happen soon (though I think God has a hand in most of the disasters recently), I'm not panicking and I'll continue supporting my insurance mate. 

(YAWN!! My dad is such a boring ASS)

Got that bugger an education fund thingy so I don't need to fork out a sum of money if he 'can' study and wanna go to the Uni and best of all it includes an insurance on me so if something happens to me, the policy will continue to pay its own premium. Sweet isn't it? And I can surrender his policy in 10years, If the bugger continues to pay Sgd250 till he is 60, he'll be a 3.6millionaire. WOOT. Why didn't my dad do that for me. Sigh...

Alright I don't think I'll be able to update till I'm back, so I'm gonna put some more photos for Jacob fans. Yes HE has fans... if you count his godfather.....

(Time to think about torturing someone else.)

(All these thinking is making me.. sleepy...)

What a bad mood day

(I'm so cute and adorable, Bite me)

Not sure what got into me today and I'm in a foul mood as hell. Nope its not the lack of sleep nor is it nicotine withdrawal. Hell no. 

Its more to do with work at the moment and I'm hell pissed with irresponsible partners. Sadly I've to admit I got cheated into dealing with them. Thank goodness they aren't the only one in the market, I'm  just pissed with the whole effort wasted.

We'll see what the team can spin around this evening. 

Oh its not about me why you came into my blog? What? Jacob is more important? Well he can start a blog on his own then. SHEESH. 

(Missus always insisting he has beckham hair)

I sort of missed carrying him yesterday coz I was home really late and he was just sound asleep according to the missus. Jacob was awake from 7pm - 11pm refusing to sleep and had his 2.5hours feeding before going to bed. Anyways I manage to carry him this morning before coming to work.

Here's a couple of pics. Enjoy. isn't he a cute little bugger?

(the I'm perplexed look, MUMMY I don't wanna be an ABC)

(Whatcha staring at? Wanna get beaten up?)

Hows your weekend then?

See the lack of sleep and motivation to update the blog is caused by none other than that Mr Jacob Tan. 

His antics over the weekend has changed and finally we are able to get 3 hours of rest after 2 hours of feeding, cleaning shit, feeding, cleaning shit and feeding. Yes thats the rolling pattern. 2x shitting for 3x feeding. And it has to stay that pattern because thats Jacob's pattern. 

(Jacob looking nonchalant about his antics)

He's turning a bit yellow again and the last trip to the Pd, he has reach 12.6 and would have to be hospitalized for jaundice treatment again if he hits 14. Not only will that hit my already very sore wallet, its going to drive the missus nuts. 

(Staring into space is 1 sign that the shit is coming soon)

The problem can be resolved if we get some sunlight in Sillypore. We could bake the bugger in the sun for 15mins each time twice a day and we're all set to go. But no Sun in sight for the past weeks! 

(can you spot the changes?)

He'll be 2 weeks old tomorrow and there are obvious changes to his face, not as cute as when he was a couple of days old :P But just as cute I supposed. 

During certain times of the day when it was my duty to look after him, I could see the brat in him, the bugger better watch out who he's being a brat with, I don't take nonsense kindly. MUAHAHAHAH 

In another 2  more weeks we'll start carrying him around to some friends whom we really need to meet. 

So how was your weekend then?

The best laid plans

The best laid plans can go awry when the tormentor aka Jacob refuses to adhere to it. It was the same plan as yesterday. Feed it late, feed it lots. Oh No, he had to eat his fill way earlier and then wake up 2 - 3 times in the wee hours of midnight. 

Unfortunately some people have forgotten to wash their hands before carrying him or touching his face (which no one should), no one should touch a baby's face because its more tender than your ass. So our dear Jacob has 4 huge pimples around his face. Oh well if he gets to earn some money himself or allow me to strike some type of lottery we could maybe bring him to some skin care salon. 

Not much to rant about but oh, this came to mind.  wonder if the missus would want to try for a baby girl soon... hmm food for thought.

Neways more pictures for my dear readers.

(The feet of our future star footballer. I'd kiss those feet if he ever plays for Arsenal)

(or he could be a blues singer, look at those fat lips!)

(Jacob looking pissed after being cheated with a nipple that doesn't give milk.)

Getting away with it

Nope, there's no way to get away with it. The plan was simple, feed it every 3 hours, during 10pm - 12am feed it as much as it can eat, the objective being that it will sleep through the night.

Not only it made the Missus really tired, the little bugger woke up once at 4am and another at 7am. DARN!!!!

I've noticed how he'll drink a bit, take a shit, look stoned for a while and start looking for the nipple. If no nipple is found within 5 seconds, all hell breaks loose. Well, he's hell is still quite tame compared to others. Nonetheless, its hell. He'll suckle and suck the nipple with all his might for exactly 1 minute and then fall into a doze, each time we pretend to remove the nipple, he'll wake up and give it another 3-5 sucks and then fall asleep. This will continue for 15mins and then I'll have to burp him. After the burp, he'll be wide awake, staring into the distance, moving his eyeballs and then.... fart.  Not once but a few good wet farts. 

This continues for 3 hours. Until Missus got pissed and decides to bring the bottle upon him, which by then he'll be sound asleep. And there is absolutely nothing you can do about it except throw the milk away.

Here are the photos of Jacob tormenting his folks.

(Enough of Nagging Already!!!)              (If i don't find my nipple in 5 seconds......)

After completing the 'torment parents' assignment.

Blues and Yellows

Yup it was blue yesterday, Yellow gone today. Doesn't make much sense, so does the rest of my blog anyway. 

Jacob is back from the hospital after his jaundice treatment so the missus is all well and lively today. For me, its just back to wiping backsides. The weekend without Jacob was actually a blessing in disguise like I was saying yesterday. So lets see what challenges are being brought on from today.

I'm back at work and tons of things to do. Jacob nearly gave me some luck in the 4d thingy where I could have won $4150. I used his birth certificate number and the first prize was just missed by 1 miserable number. Oh Well, thanks anyway Jacob, I know you tried. It could have paid for your hospital fees. 

My earlier post about fatherhood stated that I shouldn't be boasting about my baby, but damn this is not a boast but really a bewilderment. That bugger is exactly 1 week old and he can turn himself on the BED. Damn it, I'm ranting about the danger he is posing himself more than the strength he has. Imagine a 7day old baby suffocated to death due to his neck strength making him lie face down. EERIE~~

Anyway the whole family is happy (yes including me) that he's back to give us more problems. Parenting is indeed about learning. Learning how they learn things and at the same time they are teaching us on how we should learn things. Confusing? Well read it slowly and UNDERSTAND.

I'll leave a couple of pics for Jacob's Godpa, who incidentally said, 'He (Jacob) looks lovely, thankfully he doesn't have your ugliness" KNN that smelly Chan Ho SINGH pok kai. Can imagine Jacob turning into an ass just like him. Maybe I should strangle him now before he grows up to be like his Godpa. 

(Bewildered by Grandma)                       (Pertubed by Grandma's statement)

The Blues

No not the music genre but the Missus. Have to add she's doing particularly well as I'm putting up this blog.

Baby Jacob is in the hospital for jaundice treatment and will be back tomorrow before 12pm. Missus fever has also went down and feeling better.

The silver lining of Jacob not being around is the much needed sleep and rest the Missus needed, so maybe thats why she's not so blue now. 

I do miss the little bugger, I particularly enjoy his expressions and his cries when he wants milk. Like all other babies when they want to be fed, they will cry like the whole world is against them. Jacob being the soft whimpering cries makes him looks so pitiful. LOL

Brought the Missus to the hospital during lunch to have her breast fed Jacob and also to allow her to hold him for that hour. She's taking it really well surprisingly. 

So here's another picture of Jacob being well fed, contented and without a care of this world.

For the brit bhai

(Preparing for a big BURP)

(Argh when is Mummy gonna bathe?)

(Dad's gonna tickle me to death!)              (Obi Wan Kenobi Wannabe)

(OOoh hope the lizard doesn't shit on me)


no wordy blogs for today because its a saturday. It means I've got other things to do and the pics above are specially for the british Bhai.

Fatherhood

There's many things to rant about, talk about, but before I continue to rant and then forget what I wanna talk about, lets list it out;

1. I hate parents who brag about their child (oooh he can say aaaah already, oooh look he/she can break the olympic world record already, oooh my child's shit has such a nice smell). Its crap. kids grow up and its nothing even if IT does break world records. 

2. Fears of turning into point 1.

3. So is my child cute?

4. How does it feel to be  a father?

So lets start with point 1. I will disallow myself from revolving  my world around him. I will of course, take care of him the best I can, but my world will not revolve around him. He is merely part of my life, like many other things in my life that adds up to the fulfillment of my life. 

What's the fear? Not of losing control, but of the ir

ritating feeling I get when parents starts to show me the 'wonders' of their kid, like singing twinkle twinkle little star.... I don't want my kid to be performing to Aunties and Uncles as I look on adoringly. I should be able to do that even if he doesn't do any of the 'wonders'

Is my child cute? See it for yourself.. can you call that wrinkled bugger cute? The 2nd photo is to show the Sikh Godfather how big his gifts were on that little bugger. Poor thing huh? See how screwed up he already is? Don't blame me, blame the bhai.

I still have the surreal feeling to be honest, that is because I've taken care of many babies before and even till today (he's 3.5 days old), I still feel I'm helping someone else take care of him, And the someone else is none other than the missus. Weird huh? But I guess the feeling will come in time. My godfather says its about getting used to it. So we'll see.

More tomorrow.

What a year it has been

Hello my fair weathered friends.

Its time to update my blog and do it more regularly. So much has happened since the last post, so I will do it in point form and then rant about it from days to come.

1. I am going to be a father soon. The kids name will be Jacob Tan and he gets a Sikh godfather, yup he's going to be as screwed up as me, so might as well start when he's REALLY young. HAHA.

2. I've resigned from my current job of 4 years and 1.5 months. Mixture of relief and happiness because I do not see a future in that company anymore. A bit disappointed how things turn out to be that way. Life is such. 

Hey actually there isn't anymore to add because those 2 are really major in Ones life isn't it?

Of course there is a point 3 which will be brought for all to see when the time is right.

Meantime there are many questions from younger folks about being a father/parent to be. I think women will feel there are more changes physically and mentally compared to men. I'm not sure if I'm actually ready. Of course there was joy and happiness when I heard the news, I actually made the missus checked 3 times before going to the doctors immediately to confirm the news.

After that due to this silly custom, no one was suppose to know till she was 3 months on. In the 3 months there was apprehension, delight, mixed emotions and fear. See, I wasn't brought up in a very very happy family or the Sillypore type of family. I've got a complicated family structure and had quite an abusive father. There was that apprehension that I'll abuse Jacob... 

Jacob will  come to this world in the next few days. To be honest about things missus and me were hoping for a girl. Still we know we will love him and offer him the best as we can. But if he thinks he can get away with some of the stunts some sillyporeans do, he'll be very very sorry for it. I don't take too kindly to tantrums. 

Missus has been having slow contractions for the past 2 days now, so its anytime soon. 

So those complaining about how my blog is 'pictureless' maybe, just maybe, i'll post up a picture of Jacob. 

More tomorrow.