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Happy Birthday Hubby/Daddy Ong


We are staring to get the smiles now!

Two weeks ago was Daddy Ong's birthday.  I had arranged for a surprise birthday dinner with our group of friends on a Friday evening, although it can be said that I have been arranging his birthday dinner for the past 2 years with the same group of friends, it is not quite a surprise anymore.  My aunt kindly agreed to take care of Isabelle for that evening whilst we were out, but sadly Isabelle realised she was missing out on all the fun and decided to scream and cry the entire evening.  Aunt Doreen kept texting me telling me "she is still crying." and "still crying, screaming now".  She was stressed and we were stressed too.  At one point I believe she couldn't even type and recorded a mere 5 second of Isabelle's screaming cries.  Oh my lord, let us quickly finish this food and ask for the birthday cake, pronto!  Needless to say we were on a mission to get home.  Oh baby!

The only pic I have in my phone from the dinner.  My seafood bake.

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Ben and Gabby came over with baby Bella on Saturday.  They were aware of K's birthday on Monday, and brought over a small cake for K.  Gabby loves Chinese food and we had invited them over for a simple home cooked meal.  We were surprised by the weather that day - it was snowing pretty heavily.  By now we all agreed we were done with winter and can't wait for spring.  Spring, wherefore art thou?

Before tucking in!

Happy birthday!!

Us with our babies

That mom life.  If only it always look this breezy!

With snow falling outside
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Finally on K's actual birthday that Monday, I trooped in to Canary Wharf in the morning to get his birthday cake. I had some errands to run too, so I was laden with shopping bags and it was by far the quickest trip I have ever done!  After lunch, I met up with a fellow mum Siobhan to weigh our babies at the nearby Children's Centre, and she invited us to hers for some biscuits and tea afterwards.  Everything was fine, until we decided to head home at around 5.30pm.  The weather was still freezing cold on that day, made worse  with the winds.  I walked out with Isabelle in my baby carrier and we waited at the bus stop.  After 10min in the cold with winds blowing at us, the bus didn't arrive!  Isabelle kept crying; her cheeks and nose were all red from the cold, and I was desperate to get home.  I ran back to Siobhan's and asked if I could call a mini cab.  Her hubby was back from work and she kindly volunteered to drive us.  Poor Isabelle, by then not only was she cold, it was her milk time too.  We finally got home and we both thawed next to the radiator for a good few minutes!

After our little misadventure, after dinner we presented daddy Ong with yet another birthday cake this year.  Isabelle didn't look mightily pleased. Either she was sad she couldn't enjoy the yummy Paul cake, or she was still upset about what happened earlier!

Happy birthday daddy Ong!




On a more positive note, here are some pics of a happier baby





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