I have to admit that I am usually not a baby fan. A few years ago I had a "memorable" experience having my friends who brought their 9 month old baby to London. Staying with their baby for almost 2 weeks scared the hell out of me. The baby cried so much in his high pitched and piercing tone that made me shudder in fear. Everything revolved around the baby. Even at night when I washed my hair, I couldn't use the hair dryer to dry my hair because his parents insisted the noise would wake him up and the crying would start again. I was like "seriously??" We all had to tiptoe around the house in fear that he would wake up and cry. I felt like a prisoner in my own home! And since then, I haven't been too keen on babies. Especially crying babies - no thanks. Even K says he thinks I am not a baby person. And then... I met Sammy who took my breath away. He is so different from the scary baby I mentioned above! No ...