My first pregnancy

A few months after I got married, I found out I was pregnant. So happy that I told the whole world about it. Mum says she only consulted the gynaecology after her third month of pregnancy. So I thought I do the same.

On the third month, I went for my first check-up. The doctor told me that she can't find a heart beat. She says maybe it was still too early and ask me to come back a week later. I did and there was still no heart beat. I went to consult another few doctors, same result. It seems that there is nothing they could do. The fourth doctor told me that this is quite common these days. I could either wait for the womb to reject it or they can get it out for me.

I, hopping for a miracle , told him I will wait. The very next morning I woke up and found stains. So, it is time, I guess this is the end of this pregnancy. Hubby admit me to the hospital. The doctor explain to us what they were going to do. I listen but not really paying attention. I didn't cry at that time but felt like my whole world had just crushed into pieces.

I was asked to change into the hospital clothes, that thin piece of cloth. I remember the nurse took me to the operation room. I was asked to sit outside of that room and wait. It was extremely cold in there. I could hear my teeth clutter, not sure because of fear or was it too cold for me. A while later another nurse took me into that huge bright scary room (for me it was). Nurses and doctors all around and I was asked to lay down on that bed, that steel cold bed that reminds me of those shows from CSI. A guy was holding my hand, rub it and injected me and start asking my name and a bunch of stuffs that before I could answer all I was knock out.

Later I could hear a nurse calling my name and gave me a push on my shoulder telling me that it is all over now. I could hear her and could feel that they are transferring me to another bed and wheeling me to a room. I could also hear her telling hubby that everything was fine and to let me sleep for a while but I just can't open my eyes nor speak. The whole process took only few hours.

From the time I found out there was no heart beat till the whole procedure of ending the pregnancy, I didn't cry. Only starts crying after I reach home. Every single stuffs that reminds me of baby will bring a tear to me. I remembered hubby had to hide every single stuffs that we bought in preparation for the baby.

I thought I would share this experience with everyone, maybe you could learn a thing or two. Anyway, just like what one of my colleague told me, remember the message on the ATM machine when you accidentally keyed in the wrong pin? Your ATM card will be rejected and the message on the screen is "Please insert and try again". I had a good laugh and did try again and I have two lovely sons now in their teens.

Thanks for reading and if you ever encounter a miscarriage (hope not, touch wood), no worry, just try again.

Tofu with prawns

This is easy to make and taste lovely too, provided that you are not allergic to prawns.

Ingredients are prawns, tofu, minced garlic, fish sauce, salt, sugar and pepper to taste.

I normally buy tofu that is pack in boxes. Cut the tofu into your desire shape and size. Place it on a plate. Leave it to sit for a while on the plate and you will see water sipping out from the tofu. Drain the excess water away with a serviette.

Clean, wash and pat dry prawns. Season it with a dash of salt, pepper and sugar. Heat non-stick pan with a little oil and saute minced garlic. Before it browns, add prawns. Do not stir so much. Once you find one side is cooked (it change color), turn to the other side. If you keep stirring, it becomes watery. Do not cook prawns for too long. If you have chicken stock or anchovies stock, add a bit into dish. If not just add a bit of plain water. Then add a few drops of concentrated fish sauce. Also add a dash of salt and pepper. If you find dish to be a bit watery, thicken it with a bit of corn starch flour that has been mix in water. Make sure sauce is slightly more salty when you are preparing it because once mix with the tasteless tofu, it will not taste too salty any more.

Pour the above onto tofu and serve. If you prefer this to be a hot dish, you can stream the tofu for five minutes before you pour the sauce on top. My tofu was straight from the fridge.

Thanks for reading and hope you will like it. I know I love it. Yummy!

Male chauvinism

Before mum met dad, she was dating another boy. One fine day as both of them were watching t.v at mum's place, it started to rain. Mum ran out to collect those clothes that were left out to dry. There were so many so she called out to her boy friend for help. He proudly told mum that these are jobs for females only. She got so mad that she broke of with him. My dad on the other hand was a very helpful lad. He helps mum in washing, cleaning, folding clothes etc.

When mum told me this story I told her I was glad to be born in this century where most guys that I know does help around the house. Her ex-boyfriend could be the last of it's kind. Little did I know that this kind still exist till today.

I had a neighbor who both husband and wife are illiterate. Not sure if they were not given a chance to attend school or they did attend school but wasted their time there. Hubby and I rarely talk to them. We only get to chat with them during weddings or gathering around the neighborhood. I don't recall I ever offended my neighbors.

One fine day, this neighbor of mine, the husband, came knocking on my door asking for my husband. I told him, hubby was in the toilet and ask if I could be of any assistant to him. He show me a letter saying that he just received a letter from the bank and he can't read. I took the letter from him and before I could read it hubby came in to say hello. Straight away he snatched the letter from my hand and pass it to hubby.

The second time when he show me his male ego was when our housing area decided to employ guards at the main entrance due to a lot of robberies lately. He was somehow being appointed as one of the committee member. Every time when there is a meeting, he need to inform all the neighbors. When ever he knock on my door and happen that I am the one answering it, he hesitate to tell me about the meeting. He just ask when will hubby be back. He don't mind coming back to my house later.

He does that to all the females around my neighborhood. The worst part is during gathering etc he finds it difficult to look a female in the eye when having a conversation. He still has that mentality that females of the house are not suppose to make decisions and not to have the last say in a conversation or argument.

To all my single friends out there, beware of this species of males. They still exist. This neighbor of mine has two sons and a daughter. Hopefully his sons does not follow his foot steps.

Thanks for reading and hope that all men around the world now are caring and loving and most importantly they respect females like another human being and not treat females as second class people or worst, as their slaves.

Funny but true facts

If a picture is worth a thousand words, what is a picture of a thousand words worth?

If man evolved from monkeys and apes, why do we still have monkeys and apes?

If your plan is having no plans, do you have a plan?

If anything is possible, then is it possible that nothing is possible?

Why is a person who plays the piano called a pianist, but a person who drives a race car not called a racist?

Why do doctors call what they do "practice"? Isn't that frightening?

If there was a "Knowledge" contest, would the female winner be crowned Miss Informed?


Just for laughs. Found these in a joke book. Thanks for reading and hope you have a good laugh and lots to think about.

Self Praise

When I was young, occasionally I would praise myself out loud and mum would tease me by saying "Self praise is a disgrace." Well, obviously it would be much better if others could do it instead. At least, when it comes from others, it carries more weight, sounds better and gives me that booster shot to continue doing what I am good at. Till then, it is important to praise myself and give myself a pat on the shoulder for things that I have done right and most importantly that I believe in me. Do yourself a favor, praise yourself out loud once in a while and feel good about it. Thanks for reading and don't forget to praise someone else that deserve it, too.

Escape plan

Looks like my rabbit has an escape plan. He thought he could bite his way out. Every morning around 11, we would let him out of his cage to roam around the compound. Sometimes too busy we forgot and this is what he will do. Bite the steel bar till one of us let him out. He is 4 years old this year. He was born on April Fool's Day. His getting smarter by the day.

Thanks for watching. Hope you like my shot video clips of my pet rabbit.

People that I try to avoid

Being an Aries, I am quite an impatience lady. Sorry, maybe not all Aries, just me. There are some people that gets to my nerves when ever they talk to me. Not all conversation are two ways. Some expect you to only listen and not to say a word and there are those who would hang around waiting patiently for you to talk.

Have you ever talk to those who talk very very sloooooooooooooooowly? There was this guy whom I know, talks like that. When ever he try telling jokes, the jokes become stale. At every 2 to 3 words, he would pause for at least 3 seconds. Could you imagine how long it took him to complete a full sentences, let alone sharing the whole joke. Every time when he says "Do you know (pause 3 seconds) that day (pause again) ......" I start counting 10 backwards to keep my cool in order to stay calm and listen to him finish the whole story. Nope, he is not an old man, he has been like that since very young.

Then there was this lady friend of mine, who rarely says more than 5 words in a sentences. Mostly 1 word answer and no questions. I bump into her at the mall one day. After so long since I saw her, I went up to her and say hi. After I said "Hi", she said the same and just stand there waiting for me to say something else. Then I ask "How's your 2 children? Must have grown a lot since I last saw them?" Her reply was just "Fine" and continue to stand where she were and waited again. Oh my, luckily for me not all my friends are like her. Wonder what she gets for her essay in school. The best part was, she works a s a customer service, sometime via phone sometime face to face with customers.

The one that I really could not stand are those who repeat what I say, word by word. Like for example, I would say "Hey, looks like it is going to rain", her reply was "Yeah, looks like it is going to rain." Then I said "it has been a while since it rained. " her reply " Yeah, it has been a while since it rain." Oh boy! so robotic. She only added 1 word. Can't she form sentences herself? Doesn't she have any opinion of her own?

There was this lady, we used to have lunch together sometime when I was on a 9 to 5 job. When ever she starts talking, everyone on the table should not talk or she would sssshh you. We were only allow to talk after she is finish.

Guess this is what makes life so interesting. I was born a chatter-box and do need a good conversation and not like those above. Well, it is not their fault that I was born to be such an impatience listener. Thanks for reading and hope you could let me know what sort of conversation do you prefer, one way or both ways.

Man with 3 dogs (funny tale)

A woman in an expensive, meticulously maintained car is driving down a country road. Suddenly she sees a man running hard with three huge dogs snapping at his heels. She is troubled by the fact that this sweaty person will sully her upholstery, but she accepts that she has to rescue him. She pulls over and shouts, "Get in!"

"You're very kind," gasps the man, jumping in. "Most people would not offer me a lift when they see I have three dogs."

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Wrong suit

An elderly lady visits her recently deceased husband at the funeral parlour. "I see he's wearing a black suit," she tells the undertaker. "His dying wish was to wear a blue suit."

The undertaker says he'll see what he can do. The next day, when the woman returns, her husband is wearing a blue suit. "Where did you get it?" she asks.

"After you left, a man about your husband's size was bought in," the undertaker says. "He was wearing a blue suit, but the wife wanted him buried in black. After that, it was simply a matter of swapping the heads."
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Just for laugh! Thanks for reading.