Coldplay tonight.

I am receiving text messages straight from Abu Dhabi, with love, that soon enough the show will start. My husband isn't a fan of the band I adore the most, but still he managed to get a ticket, ride on a two-hour bus ride, and made sure he's going to enjoy their concert for me. 

Now I can't sleep. I know he'd call any minute. 

saying goodbyeGoogle for the love of Design.

I found this blog through netdiver.net, my ultimate design-love portal, and thought that this guy must've love designing so much that he had to let go of Google. I once had a silly dream of working at Google - well, just because they look like they're always trying to create grand schemes that could change the world. But today, I change my mind.

"Yes, it’s true that a team at Google couldn’t decide between two blues, so they’re testing 41 shades between each blue to see which one performs better."

It's just so silly having to give so much of a deal and having too much opinion in a design problem. Of course everyone is entitled to an opinion but design is a philosophy and has it's own principles that could guide us. And if people who have no background in high design rules, then that would indeed come to an endless debate.

Read Douglas Bowman's Goodbye Google blog entry.

bravest sunshine

At exactly 10am today, Dr. Maribel Du (a.k.a my momi's "blood sister") has successfully circumcised my little sunshine. 

I held him during the whole operation while he wailed and screamed non-stop, hoping I would at least take some of the pain. I never looked or even glance for a minute at the procedure, I just can't. I can only lock my eyes to him and assure him everything is going to be ok and that his milk is eagerly waiting for him outside.

30 minutes past but it felt like 5 hours.

At last it was over. I can finally breathe again. He was now sound asleep in my arms with his milk. He is the bravest baby I have ever seen. I am so proud of you, Akii...we all are.

my two

It only takes the existence of these two beings for me to stay sane, keep up, have an extraordinary patience, and smile no matter what at the end of every day. I am very fortunate to have tasted the sweetness of having to raise my babies full time and seeing them grow in love and knowing that they love eachother is enough for me to understand what motherhood is about. 

Akii at 6.

6 months (and counting) of being inlove with you...

1. of being inspired by you

2. of your sunshine-y smile 

3. of warm (on the table) baths

4. of chewing wet biscuits

5. of kissing and smelling tiny toes

6. of pee love

At 6 months old, he will be ready for his circumcision. Everyday I get nervous and apprehensive on the mere thought of him lying in an operating room. I pray everyday that everything will fall into place. 

puddle play

We finally had the chance to put up our three-ring pool today. Hooray for a cool lovely sunday! My little boy almost wouldn't want to end his puddle of joy. "Enough Zaiid?", I would ask him and he'd instantly answer me with a firm "No, no." Of course I need to give him extra minutes. After all, it's a sunday. 

I plan to invite some of his friends next time around. I know he would love to share his pool happiness with them, in fact he might even learn new water tricks from other kids. Now that's something! It would be a fun early morning pool party. *wink!*

Below is my favourite picture (as if I can point out favourites, every shot of my babies are perfect!) of him from today's set - a sweet stare locked for me to keep forever.  Looking at the pictures these days, I realized that my 2.8yo is looking a lot like a grown baby or a real boy or some kind of school boy. I don't know but that breaks my heart by a tiny bit.

social-networking - less

I am officially myspace-less, multiply.com-less, friendster-less, and facebook-less. I am just a blogger. And I am proud. 

Thank you hon :)