<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5145165609031201563</id><updated>2011-04-22T07:00:42.233+07:00</updated><category term='week 13'/><category term='eeeks'/><category term='me'/><category term='i like'/><category term='mommy'/><category term='wuzzup doc'/><category term='birthday'/><category term='week 8'/><category term='holiday'/><category term='shopping'/><category term='week 4'/><category term='birth'/><category term='week 11'/><category term='week 9'/><category term='it&apos;s a family thing'/><category term='daddy'/><category term='gifts'/><category term='week 14'/><category term='show off'/><category term='week 7'/><category term='it&apos;s me'/><category term='i don&apos;t like'/><category term='family'/><category term='whoopie'/><category term='week 10'/><category term='what&apos;s this?'/><category term='week 6'/><category term='week 5'/><category term='pregnancy'/><category term='prayer'/><category term='week 12'/><title type='text'>Godsend</title><subtitle type='html'>a very welcome piece of unexpected good luck; something wanted or needed; a sudden happening that brings good fortune. to my parents, i'm simply their gift from Allah</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farica-godsend.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5145165609031201563/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farica-godsend.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Si Baiyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13794004148473993855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pEjiezLVzlA/S44nLRmvxdI/AAAAAAAAAHM/T3Z-E5KxfDA/s1600-R/7932_172299805648_716735648_3538729_7221657_n.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>79</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5145165609031201563.post-5438525724141974018</id><published>2008-09-24T20:48:00.004+07:00</published><updated>2008-09-24T21:07:02.889+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='show off'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='it&apos;s me'/><title type='text'>My first "tests"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div  style="text-align: justify;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Based on some baby personality quiz that my Mom took, I've learned that I am a&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1. Touchy baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Touchy babies are ultra-sensitive. To them, the world is an endless array of sensory challenges. They flinch at the sound of a motorcycle revving outside their window, the TV blaring, a dog barking in the house next door. They blink or turn their heads away from bright lights. They sometimes &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;cry for no apparent reason, even at their mothers&lt;/span&gt;. They &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;often get fussy&lt;/span&gt; after a number of people have held them, or after outings. They’ll &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;play on their own for a few minutes&lt;/span&gt;, but &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;needs the reassurance that someone they know well is close by&lt;/span&gt;. They &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;like to suck a lot and this cue may easily be misread for hunger&lt;/span&gt;. They n&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;urse erratically&lt;/span&gt;, sometimes acting as though they have forgotten how. They have &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;difficulty falling asleep&lt;/span&gt; during nap times or at night. They &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;easily get off schedule&lt;/span&gt; – an extra-long nap, a skipped meal, an unexpected visitor, a trip, a change in formula, etc. can throw them out of the loop. &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;To calm them, you have to recreate the womb &lt;/span&gt;– swaddle, snuggle them to your shoulder, whisper a rhythmic shushing sound close to their ear, and pat their back gently. The quicker you learn their cues and their cries, the simpler life is. They love structure and predictability.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2. Spirited baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Spirited babies emerge from the womb &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;knowing what they like and don’t like and they never hesitate to let you know it&lt;/span&gt;. They are &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;very vocal&lt;/span&gt; and even seem &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;aggressive at times&lt;/span&gt;. They &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;scream for Mum or Dad&lt;/span&gt; when they wake in the morning. They hate lying in their own pee or poop and will vocalise their discomfort. They babble a lot and loudly. Their body language tends to be &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;a bit jerky&lt;/span&gt;. They often need swaddling to get to sleep because their flailing arms and legs keep them up and overstimulated. If they &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;start crying&lt;/span&gt; and the cycle is not interrupted, they &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;reach the point of no return&lt;/span&gt;. Their crying will lead to more crying u&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;ntil they reach a fever pitch of rage&lt;/span&gt;. They’ll also notice other babies before those babies notice them. They’ll grab at their bottle at an early age and as soon as they’re old enough to develop a good, firm grasp, they’ll grab other babies’ toys as well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Oh, almost forgot this one:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;What can you expect for your baby? She will be a very creative person. She is &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;high-spirited&lt;/span&gt; and prefers to be on the go. She has &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;a very hot temper&lt;/span&gt; so you don't want to get in her way when she is mad. Even though she loses her cool easily she has a soft heart and doesn't hold a grudge. Her &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;social life is important&lt;/span&gt; to her so expect her to spend a lot of time chatting on the phone or hanging out with her friends. She is very giving and generous. If you need help she will always be there for you. She likes the feeling she gets from doing good deeds, but even more so the praise and admiration she gets from it. She is great at motivating people. She is a born leader. She &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;prefers to be the one in charge and she is good at it.&lt;/span&gt; Yet, she has a hard time taking orders from other people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;She may take on many roles in her life. Don't expect her to settle on a career path right away. She may go to college for a bit but &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;quickly lose interest to pursue something else&lt;/span&gt;. She gets bored easily and does not like the mundane. She loves adventure so she may move several times in her life or even travel overseas. Careers she may choose include photographer, zookeeper, writer, reporter, police detective, or chef.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;The highlighted parts? The parts which is "soooo me", said Mom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, Mooooooom! You've highlighted almost EVERYTHING!!!! *frown*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5145165609031201563-5438525724141974018?l=farica-godsend.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farica-godsend.blogspot.com/feeds/5438525724141974018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5145165609031201563&amp;postID=5438525724141974018&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5145165609031201563/posts/default/5438525724141974018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5145165609031201563/posts/default/5438525724141974018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farica-godsend.blogspot.com/2008/09/my-first-tests.html' title='My first &quot;tests&quot;'/><author><name>Si Baiyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13794004148473993855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pEjiezLVzlA/S44nLRmvxdI/AAAAAAAAAHM/T3Z-E5KxfDA/s1600-R/7932_172299805648_716735648_3538729_7221657_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5145165609031201563.post-8646387300688708944</id><published>2008-08-16T11:22:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2008-08-20T11:29:46.061+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='whoopie'/><title type='text'>Happy 1 month to me!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pEjiezLVzlA/SKucvYdgkcI/AAAAAAAAAFI/yEaUMx0eOVw/s1600-h/kukkaangelic.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pEjiezLVzlA/SKucvYdgkcI/AAAAAAAAAFI/yEaUMx0eOVw/s320/kukkaangelic.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236451329582338498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:100%;" &gt;This is me, 1 month old.&lt;br /&gt;Dresses already suit me well, don't you think? :p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5145165609031201563-8646387300688708944?l=farica-godsend.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farica-godsend.blogspot.com/feeds/8646387300688708944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5145165609031201563&amp;postID=8646387300688708944&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5145165609031201563/posts/default/8646387300688708944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5145165609031201563/posts/default/8646387300688708944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farica-godsend.blogspot.com/2008/08/happy-1-month-to-me.html' title='Happy 1 month to me!!!'/><author><name>Si Baiyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13794004148473993855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pEjiezLVzlA/S44nLRmvxdI/AAAAAAAAAHM/T3Z-E5KxfDA/s1600-R/7932_172299805648_716735648_3538729_7221657_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pEjiezLVzlA/SKucvYdgkcI/AAAAAAAAAFI/yEaUMx0eOVw/s72-c/kukkaangelic.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5145165609031201563.post-8059326286204096643</id><published>2008-08-11T17:40:00.004+07:00</published><updated>2008-08-11T23:44:10.089+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i don&apos;t like'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='it&apos;s me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='eeeks'/><title type='text'>Life's Tough</title><content type='html'>&lt;div  style="text-align: justify;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Pfft... No kidding :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are so many things that I don't know &amp;amp; can't understand. And the worse part is nobody seems to get what I want or what I'm trying to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I can do is cry and that seems to make the people around me nervous, panicked &amp;amp; annoyed :( But hey! It's not my fault, you know... I've tried really hard to make you understand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing you must know. If you're nervous, panicked, angry or annoyed because of me, I can feel it &amp;amp; it makes me feel real bad too. But what can I do?? I didn't ask to be here. I was perfectly fine inside Mom's belly. You're the ones who got me out...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So please... Be patient with me. Cooperate with me. Take care of me. Let's learn each other's needs together. Love me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coz I sure do love you all :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5145165609031201563-8059326286204096643?l=farica-godsend.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farica-godsend.blogspot.com/feeds/8059326286204096643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5145165609031201563&amp;postID=8059326286204096643&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5145165609031201563/posts/default/8059326286204096643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5145165609031201563/posts/default/8059326286204096643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farica-godsend.blogspot.com/2008/08/lifes-tough.html' title='Life&apos;s Tough'/><author><name>Si Baiyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13794004148473993855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pEjiezLVzlA/S44nLRmvxdI/AAAAAAAAAHM/T3Z-E5KxfDA/s1600-R/7932_172299805648_716735648_3538729_7221657_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5145165609031201563.post-62988781969759934</id><published>2008-08-06T20:43:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2008-08-06T22:33:48.871+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='whoopie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gifts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='prayer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birth'/><title type='text'>Hearty Wishes</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I've been telling you that my Mom is a sentimental lady, rite? :p One of the things that she does is collecting what she called "memorable" text messages. For instance, Dad's SMS', she has them all stored in her cellphone since... Oh I dunno! The beginning of time? ;p Anyways, now I want to do what she does, storing all the warm &amp;amp; hearty wishes from Mom &amp;amp; Dad's beautiful friends when I was born. But, since I don't have a cell (YET :D), I'm going to display them all here. I've lost a couple of messages tho &amp;amp; I feel really bad about it :( But, better late than never, rite :) So, here goes &amp;amp; it's a looong one :D :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Hey Kukka, welcome 2 the wonderful world! I'm ur mom old friend. U have a wonderful mom 2 take care of u :) Can't wait 2 c u both." (Melanie)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Icha &amp;amp; Farika. Slamat ya... Akhirnyaaa... Eh trus skrg kalian ada dimana?" (Bejo)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Teh Ita &amp;amp; Ica, congratulations yaaa... babynya udah lahir dgn sehat. Aku tunggu foto2nya aja deh, pasti lucuuuu bgt ya.." (Amelia)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Selamet ya rik.. Nama anaknya lucu bgt kyk org jepang." (Sri)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Dear Ita, selamat ya atas kelahiran putri pertama. Smg jd anak shaleh yang selalu sehat &amp;amp; pintar, sll bs membahagiakan orangtua :) luv always" (Ua Atit, Vita, Egi, Udut)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Mba farika &amp;amp; mas ica, congratulation for the new born baby girl, smoga jd anak yang shalehah, selalu jd sumber kebahagiaan buat orang tuanya :D" (Amyra)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Selamaaaat!! Maap telat. Wow kami turut bahagia. Semoga jadi anak pinter dan soleh seperti sayah. heuehuehue" (Tizar)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Farika slmt ya atas kelahiran putri 1 semoga jadi anak yang soleha berbakti pada agama orangtua" (Mba Desy)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Tante itaaa... Congrats! Baby u namanya siapa?" (Namira)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Farika, congrats for the baby yaa... Waaa senangnya!" (Irma)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Farika Ica! Congrats for the new born baby girl! I didn't know u r pregnant! May the new baby girl bring lots of happiness into the family." (Lilian)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Farika n Ica, pade sklrg di jogja mengucapkan selamat atas lahirnya putri pertama n jg mendoakan mudah2an kukka aiko farza lawendatu menjadi anak yang soleha." (Mba Heidy)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Wasswrwb... Alhamdulillah, congratz ya mom &amp;amp; pop. Semoga lil Kukka jd anak solehah, pintar n jd kebanggaan keluarga. Amin." (Nienda)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Waaaah...hebaaat! Congrats ya :) finally, a lifetime job" (Oni)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Selamat ya! Baru tadi pagi aku tanya sama Lely udah lahiran atau belom. Eh taunya skrg dpt kbr :) sukur deh kl pd sehat. Bisaan ih cari namanya lucu bgt :)" (Wita)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Selamet ya, udah jadi mami baru. Semoga cepet pulih ya kamunya and anakmu jadi anak yg pinter &amp;amp; soleha. Amin." (Lely)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Akhirnya keluar jg si baiyi... Selamet ya sayang" (Miranda)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Farika, congratulations and warm wishes to ur new little bub. Wish u well dear." (Vita)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Hello baby girl... Welcome 2 d fun world :) congrats 2 mom n dad" (Sari Subiyakto)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Woi! Slamats! Namanya lucu keren. Panjang yaa... Welcome to the world Kukka!" (Uut)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Wah, selamat ya friks, ica en family. turut berbahagia :x" (Taufiq &amp;amp; Mea)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Congrats ya!" (Wulan)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Alhamdulillah... Dah keluar si cantik, congratulation ya dear, semoga asinya banyak haha... Sehat semuanya ya!" (Teteh Asti)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Hai Kukka!! Welcome to the world! Smoga kamu jd anak 3ik (cantik, baik, asik) :D salam buat mama farika n papa icha! selamat yah buat kalian :)" (Uci)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Hi Kukka! Welcome 2 d world. I'm sure ur mom and dad so happy to have u in their life. So don't worry if u now have 2 comes out from ur mom's cozy tummy. As u will given unlimited love from them. But where can aunty visit u? Cheers" (Nina Martini)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Congrats to both proud parents! Welcome to t world, Kukka!" (Wieke)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Waaaaah senangnya! Congratz ya baby... I'm so happy 4 u" (Sheila)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Selamet ya Ca! Selamet ya Freak! Slamat dtg di dunia baby! Slamat bgadang smua :) Jgn lupa asi eksklusif 6 bln ya :) :)" (Sesek)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"CONGRATULATIONZZZ!" (Sissy)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"O hi my dearest granddaughter... welcome and I am really happy to hear that. Be a good princess. Oma Tina" (Mba Tina)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Alhamdulillah... Selamet yaaa... Hope c u soon 2. Salam utk ica n kukka :)" (Fenny)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Wa'alaikumsalam... Hi rika... Congratz ya... Mdh2an sht n jd anak solehah, amin.. Kapan ya aku pingin nengokin keponakanku niih" (Fely)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Hi lil kukka welkom 2 this bigbig world. you go conquer it okay and be a bigbig girl ur parents will be proud of! Congrats frik n ica!" (The Prayudhis)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Alhamdulillah... Selamat ya Farika n Icha yts, t'yanti, oom amir, nadia, andre n audi ikut bungah. Mg2 jd solehah. Mam n papnya jg sll dilimpahi keberkahan o/ Allah SWT. amin" (Oom Amir &amp;amp; family)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Selamat ya... Mbak ika n mas ica atas kelahiran bidadari cantiknya :) tante uci &amp;amp; oom erick sll doakan semoga menjadi putri yg cantik lahir dan batin. Mjd anak yg solehah, anak yg besar derajatnya dan berbakti kpd ke2  orangtuanya. Amin" (UchiErick)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"(hug) senangnyaaaaa :D Hellow Kukka Aiko Farza :) Slamat ya to both of u!" (Anindita)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Congrats ya far n icha. And welcome to this happy world kukka... or aiko?" (Ivon)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Congrats ya friky" (Sanny)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Alhamdulillah! FArika-mirZA, i know! KUKKA AIKO! Exotic-beautiful-awesome princessa's name!!! Congratulation and welkam to the earth, lil princess! :) Sumpah terhayu saia... Hiks... :)" (Ipz)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Waaaaaaaaaaahh, sms yg aku tunggu2 dtg jg! Alhamdulillah. Seneng bgt dengernya. Congrats ya deeeek, ica" (Tante)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Alhamdulillah, can't wait to see you little angel ;)" (Enggar)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Waaaaa... Selamat datang ke dunia Kukka :) Kamu sehat2 ya, semoga jd anak soleha dan pintar :) kamu mirip siapa? :)" (Wury)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Wah...slmt yah farika dan icha...welcome to parenthood...and kukka, welcome to the world...hope u and minka can meet and be good friends :)" (Edhya)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Huaaa... Selamet ya freak!" (Arbana)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Whoa lutuna! Slamat ya! Kpn dan dimana bs ditengok ni? :p" (Adjie)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Wah, selamet ya bu, smoga jd anak yg solehah..." (Amet)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Selamat ya!! Sukses buat icha jg." (Adit)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Baby Aiko, welcome to the world. Hope you'll be a sweet &amp;amp; lovely daughter to your mommy &amp;amp; daddy." (Baby lui, tante astri &amp;amp; om jimmy)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Welcome aboard kukka. Eee ada yg udah jd mamah... Selamat farika :) Skrg bahagianya lbh lengkap yah" (Billy)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Hi Kukka! Welcome to the world ya... Hopefully u'll become smart like ur mom n sweet like ur daddy. But please... Jgn "nakal" kyk orang tuamu hi2... C u!" (Busen)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Whuaaaah puji tuhan ada bayi keluar dari perut freaky... i'm so happy too sist" (David)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Alhamdulillah... Perempuan!! Jd ngiri... Slmt ya neng! Smg jd anak yg soleha. Amin" (Dewi S.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Horeeee! Selamat farika n ica.. Met bahagiaaaa... Mmuah!" (Conny)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Wah, selamet ya!" (Batak)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Alhamdulillah, selamat ya sayang... Smg mjd anak yg soleh." (Dewi Indira)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Alhamdulillah" (Iim)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Congratz ya. Udah siuman ya?" (Elly)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Hi Kukka, selamat datang yaaa ini Aunty Ecky, alhamdulillah Kukka &amp;amp; Mama sehat." (Ecky)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Heya mama farika, papa ica congrats ya! Aiko cantik sekali namanya, pasti secantik bayinya :)" (Alia)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Alhamdulillah... U are indeed God's beautiful gift to your parents. Very happy to meet you...princess *wondering how I should call you :)*" (Bi Tanti)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Whueee akhirnya! SELAMAT YA..." (Gandhi)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Huaaa...akhirnya jadi ibu :) :) senangnya, nanti kalo udah besar jadi pacarku ya (kata turra) :)" (Frengki)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Akhirnya... :) slamat ya guys... n welcome farika&amp;amp;ica's little princess :) :)" (Boban)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Wow... Welcome to the club dear... Big hug" (Eugene Panji)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"SELAMAT DATANG! Salam buat mamahmu yah?" (Johannes Bima)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Wass, slamat y far udh jd ibu slm tuk ica" (Indri)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Wow... Congrats ya sayang... Jadinya perempuan nih..." (Joyce)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Alhamdulillah, Hi Kukka welcome aboard yah. btw kamu launchingnya di rumah sakit mana :p" (Buncit)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Haduuuuh seneeeeeng bnr! Legaaaa! Congratz yah! Duh, yg ditunggu2 akhirnya dtg jg! Welcome to the crazy world, little princess. Mmmuah! Kado menyusul yah!" (Linda Doodoh)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Hey, how're u feeling? Fully recovered from the anasthesis yet? Congrats on ur baby girl! Such a sweet name... What's her nickname? Well, hope both mother &amp;amp; baby r doing fine..." (Teteh)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Dear teh ita &amp;amp; bang ica. Congrats on the birth of ur daughter. Post lots of photos." (Renny)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Alhamdulillah... Selamat atas kelahiran putri pertamanya. Semoga ibu d by shat2. Kelak bs jd wanita muslimah yg berbakti pd ibu bpknya d agamanya. Amin." (Mba Danty)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"She's as cute as a cookie ya? Tweety bird is as cute as a cookie. Tolong cium pipinya :) Cookie's such a pretty baby :) Give my kiss to little Cookie. I keep staring at her picture. Sometimes with tears in my eyes. I hope she grows up to be as wonderful as your are." (Eza)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Hallo herzlichen glueckwunsh! Ich freu mich echt fuer euch. sie ist sicher genauso huebsch wie die mama! Shick mir mal ein foto per mail. Liebe gruesse bis bald." (Nenad)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Herzlichen glueckwunsh! Wir freuen uns fuer euch sehr!" (Susanne)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And a couple of cute messages for mom from her friends before the surgery :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Baiyi, r u ok? Are u a boy or a girl? :)" (Wury)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Mama Lemon dear.. Semangat pantang mundur dan keep smiling yah menghadapi kedtgan si baiyi. Can't wait to see you both. Muuah... God bless you ;)" (Tania)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Ah... There's so much love in this world :)&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5145165609031201563-62988781969759934?l=farica-godsend.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farica-godsend.blogspot.com/feeds/62988781969759934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5145165609031201563&amp;postID=62988781969759934&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5145165609031201563/posts/default/62988781969759934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5145165609031201563/posts/default/62988781969759934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farica-godsend.blogspot.com/2008/08/hearty-wishes.html' title='Hearty Wishes'/><author><name>Si Baiyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13794004148473993855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pEjiezLVzlA/S44nLRmvxdI/AAAAAAAAAHM/T3Z-E5KxfDA/s1600-R/7932_172299805648_716735648_3538729_7221657_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5145165609031201563.post-1977316447634716133</id><published>2008-08-04T19:20:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2008-08-04T19:47:57.611+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='show off'/><title type='text'>Hiccuping In &amp; Out</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Yeah...yeah I hiccup a lot since I'm inside Mom's belly.&lt;br /&gt;Turns out I'm doing it a lot too now.&lt;br /&gt;So, I guess the "smart people" from the baby books &amp;amp; websites are right :p&lt;br /&gt;Wanna see me in action? 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I never thought that life outside Mom's belly would be this hard! I didn't even have the time to blog!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This last 2 weeks I've been trying to adapt with everything life has to offer. I guess so far so good. I don't do much except sleeping, feeding, bed wetting &amp;amp; pooping anyway hkhkhkhkk... Sure, those things could make me really uncomfy (the wetting &amp;amp; pooping part). But as long as Mom &amp;amp; Dad are around, everything's okay. Besides, Enin is always around. Holding, cradling &amp;amp; singing me this repeating tune. It's really soothing. But the highlight of my day would be all those milk I've been getting, naturally ;) I can't get enough of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm.. What else have I been doing? Oh yeah, I'm 2 weeks old but I've already been around. Hospital doesn't count. But I've been to Bogor, where Opa &amp;amp; Neti &amp;amp; Nini &amp;amp; Aki live. I also met my pretty cousins, Namira &amp;amp; Alyna. Mom &amp;amp; Dad took me shopping to PIM 2 on Saturday night. Lunch at Chilis Restaurant last Tuesday. Another lunch with a bunch of family at Grand Duck King last Wednesday. Busy, busy, busy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not bad for a 2 weeks old, eh ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5145165609031201563-9052260948251430083?l=farica-godsend.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farica-godsend.blogspot.com/feeds/9052260948251430083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5145165609031201563&amp;postID=9052260948251430083&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5145165609031201563/posts/default/9052260948251430083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5145165609031201563/posts/default/9052260948251430083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farica-godsend.blogspot.com/2008/08/2-weeks-2-days.html' title='2 Weeks 2 Days'/><author><name>Si Baiyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13794004148473993855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pEjiezLVzlA/S44nLRmvxdI/AAAAAAAAAHM/T3Z-E5KxfDA/s1600-R/7932_172299805648_716735648_3538729_7221657_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5145165609031201563.post-7801570700210914234</id><published>2008-07-18T17:17:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T00:01:15.209+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birth'/><title type='text'>Kukka Aiko Farza Lawendatu</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pEjiezLVzlA/SIR2M86qZoI/AAAAAAAAAEo/tH2SteYJUqg/s1600-h/sleepingaiko.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pEjiezLVzlA/SIR2M86qZoI/AAAAAAAAAEo/tH2SteYJUqg/s320/sleepingaiko.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225431432539301506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: justify;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Farika Mirza's beloved flower "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;Kukka = flower (finnish)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aiko = beloved one (japanese)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; Farza = Farika Mirza (parents)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5145165609031201563-7801570700210914234?l=farica-godsend.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farica-godsend.blogspot.com/feeds/7801570700210914234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5145165609031201563&amp;postID=7801570700210914234&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5145165609031201563/posts/default/7801570700210914234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5145165609031201563/posts/default/7801570700210914234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farica-godsend.blogspot.com/2008/07/kukka-aiko-farza-lawendatu.html' title='Kukka Aiko Farza Lawendatu'/><author><name>Si Baiyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13794004148473993855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pEjiezLVzlA/S44nLRmvxdI/AAAAAAAAAHM/T3Z-E5KxfDA/s1600-R/7932_172299805648_716735648_3538729_7221657_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pEjiezLVzlA/SIR2M86qZoI/AAAAAAAAAEo/tH2SteYJUqg/s72-c/sleepingaiko.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5145165609031201563.post-8326121727069619318</id><published>2008-07-16T22:34:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2008-08-06T22:38:45.349+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='whoopie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='it&apos;s me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birth'/><title type='text'>My Message To The World</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;AssWrWb. Hi uncle &amp;amp; auntie! I'm Kukka Aiko Farza Lawendatu, Farika &amp;amp; Ica's little princess. Just got out from mom's belly (3.18kg, 46 cm) wed, July 16th 2008 (06.15AM). So I get my dad to type this text. Alhamdulillah, mom &amp;amp; I are healthy! Hope to see you soon ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5145165609031201563-8326121727069619318?l=farica-godsend.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farica-godsend.blogspot.com/feeds/8326121727069619318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5145165609031201563&amp;postID=8326121727069619318&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5145165609031201563/posts/default/8326121727069619318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5145165609031201563/posts/default/8326121727069619318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farica-godsend.blogspot.com/2008/07/my-message-to-world.html' title='My Message To The World'/><author><name>Si Baiyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13794004148473993855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pEjiezLVzlA/S44nLRmvxdI/AAAAAAAAAHM/T3Z-E5KxfDA/s1600-R/7932_172299805648_716735648_3538729_7221657_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5145165609031201563.post-9066559390946109954</id><published>2008-07-16T17:13:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T00:01:15.368+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='whoopie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='it&apos;s me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birth'/><title type='text'>I'm A Girl!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pEjiezLVzlA/SIRiEwtLWiI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/lWD2z1QPc1w/s1600-h/newborn2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pEjiezLVzlA/SIRiEwtLWiI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/lWD2z1QPc1w/s320/newborn2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225409301590006306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;3.18 kg&lt;br /&gt;46 cm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5145165609031201563-9066559390946109954?l=farica-godsend.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farica-godsend.blogspot.com/feeds/9066559390946109954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5145165609031201563&amp;postID=9066559390946109954&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5145165609031201563/posts/default/9066559390946109954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5145165609031201563/posts/default/9066559390946109954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farica-godsend.blogspot.com/2008/07/im-girl.html' title='I&apos;m A Girl!!!!'/><author><name>Si Baiyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13794004148473993855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pEjiezLVzlA/S44nLRmvxdI/AAAAAAAAAHM/T3Z-E5KxfDA/s1600-R/7932_172299805648_716735648_3538729_7221657_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pEjiezLVzlA/SIRiEwtLWiI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/lWD2z1QPc1w/s72-c/newborn2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5145165609031201563.post-3918394361247109171</id><published>2008-07-16T17:08:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2008-07-21T17:13:32.112+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='what&apos;s this?'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birth'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='eeeks'/><title type='text'>06.15 WIB</title><content type='html'>&lt;div  style="text-align: justify;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Moooooooom!!!! Daaaaaaaad!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monsteeeeeeer!!!! Giant hand!!! A monster is kidnapping me!!! Heeeelp!!! Where am I? What's this??? This is NOT my Mom's belly!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daaaaaddy!! Heeeeelp!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5145165609031201563-3918394361247109171?l=farica-godsend.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farica-godsend.blogspot.com/feeds/3918394361247109171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5145165609031201563&amp;postID=3918394361247109171&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5145165609031201563/posts/default/3918394361247109171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5145165609031201563/posts/default/3918394361247109171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farica-godsend.blogspot.com/2008/07/0615-wib.html' title='06.15 WIB'/><author><name>Si Baiyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13794004148473993855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pEjiezLVzlA/S44nLRmvxdI/AAAAAAAAAHM/T3Z-E5KxfDA/s1600-R/7932_172299805648_716735648_3538729_7221657_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5145165609031201563.post-8640307361981838951</id><published>2008-07-16T17:03:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2008-07-21T17:08:19.419+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i don&apos;t like'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pregnancy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wuzzup doc'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birth'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mommy'/><title type='text'>06.00 WIB</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Oh, hi Doc Muharam!!&lt;br /&gt;What you doing here so early?? And why on earth are you wearing the same clothes as Mom?? As a matter of fact, why is everybody wearing the same clothes???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And WHO is this guy?? Why is he pushing Mom to be in a weird position?? And why is he inserting a needle into Mom's spine!?!?!?!?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom...&lt;br /&gt;Are you okay?? Why are you shivering? Do you also need to vomit?? Are you sick?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey, Doc! Aren't you gonna do anything for my Mo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whoa, whoa, whoa!!!! What are you doing, Doc??? You're making my Mom bleed!!!! Get away from her!! Why do you keep tugging &amp;amp; pushing her? Now you're making ME nausea!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What...? Wait... What's that??? Go away!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moooom!!! Help!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5145165609031201563-8640307361981838951?l=farica-godsend.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farica-godsend.blogspot.com/feeds/8640307361981838951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5145165609031201563&amp;postID=8640307361981838951&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5145165609031201563/posts/default/8640307361981838951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5145165609031201563/posts/default/8640307361981838951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farica-godsend.blogspot.com/2008/07/0600-wib.html' title='06.00 WIB'/><author><name>Si Baiyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13794004148473993855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pEjiezLVzlA/S44nLRmvxdI/AAAAAAAAAHM/T3Z-E5KxfDA/s1600-R/7932_172299805648_716735648_3538729_7221657_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5145165609031201563.post-1547631185311257130</id><published>2008-07-16T16:59:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T00:01:15.511+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='what&apos;s this?'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pregnancy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birth'/><title type='text'>05.00 WIB</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Umm... Mom??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: justify;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Why are you wearing that ridiculous green outfit?? It doesn't even have buttons on it! And that hat!! Take it off! You look silly :p And you, Dad! Why are you taking her pictures? I don't think she looks at her best at this moment :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pEjiezLVzlA/SIRgVrHUHoI/AAAAAAAAAEA/KQrW6XE2fgM/s1600-h/praop2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pEjiezLVzlA/SIRgVrHUHoI/AAAAAAAAAEA/KQrW6XE2fgM/s200/praop2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225407393123540610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Hey, Mom??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Who's Dad talking to? What's Cordlife? I seem to hear that name pretty often lately?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Mooom!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;That lady is hurting you!!! She's inserting a needle into your hand!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Dad!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Where are they taking me &amp;amp; Mom?? Why aren't you coming with us? Why is Mom lying on this mobile bed?? Dad??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daaaad!!! :((&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5145165609031201563-1547631185311257130?l=farica-godsend.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farica-godsend.blogspot.com/feeds/1547631185311257130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5145165609031201563&amp;postID=1547631185311257130&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5145165609031201563/posts/default/1547631185311257130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5145165609031201563/posts/default/1547631185311257130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farica-godsend.blogspot.com/2008/07/0500-wib.html' title='05.00 WIB'/><author><name>Si Baiyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13794004148473993855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pEjiezLVzlA/S44nLRmvxdI/AAAAAAAAAHM/T3Z-E5KxfDA/s1600-R/7932_172299805648_716735648_3538729_7221657_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pEjiezLVzlA/SIRgVrHUHoI/AAAAAAAAAEA/KQrW6XE2fgM/s72-c/praop2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5145165609031201563.post-3204958609916066834</id><published>2008-07-16T16:56:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2008-07-21T17:03:23.256+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='what&apos;s this?'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pregnancy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birth'/><title type='text'>04.30 WIB</title><content type='html'>&lt;div  style="text-align: justify;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;What's this?&lt;br /&gt;Why are Mom &amp;amp; Dad taking a shower?&lt;br /&gt;They never take shower this early...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5145165609031201563-3204958609916066834?l=farica-godsend.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farica-godsend.blogspot.com/feeds/3204958609916066834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5145165609031201563&amp;postID=3204958609916066834&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5145165609031201563/posts/default/3204958609916066834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5145165609031201563/posts/default/3204958609916066834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farica-godsend.blogspot.com/2008/07/0430-wib.html' title='04.30 WIB'/><author><name>Si Baiyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13794004148473993855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pEjiezLVzlA/S44nLRmvxdI/AAAAAAAAAHM/T3Z-E5KxfDA/s1600-R/7932_172299805648_716735648_3538729_7221657_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5145165609031201563.post-2117912974735703011</id><published>2008-07-15T15:56:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T00:01:15.694+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daddy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pregnancy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='it&apos;s a family thing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mommy'/><title type='text'>Checking In</title><content type='html'>&lt;div  style="text-align: justify;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Finally, after going back &amp;amp; forth to the hospital, then to Plaza Senayan (Mom insisted to get a new haircut), had coffee &amp;amp; dinner with Uncle Ardhi &amp;amp; Uncle Graha at TIS, Dad, Mom &amp;amp; I checked in to the RS Hermina Jatinegara.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: justify;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad was very busy, preparing everything, including dealing with &lt;a href="http://www.cordlife.com/idLocal/index/"&gt;Cordlife&lt;/a&gt;, while Mom &amp;amp; I are spending about 2 hours on a hospital bed. The nurses were checking my heart beat &amp;amp; movements with a weird machine strapped on Mom's belly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom &amp;amp; I had a little chat now &amp;amp; then. One thing I didn't get, Mom cried a couple of times while talking to me. Why, I don't know for sure &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*shrugged*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At last, we were send to our room. VIP 210. It's pretty neat, I think. I'm just sorry for Dad becoz he didn't get a proper &amp;amp; comfy sofa bed :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom &amp;amp; Dad took silly pictures, like they always do :p Mom kept saying &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"For the last time"&lt;/span&gt;. What last time, I don't know. I also notice everyone seems to be very busy lately. I think something BIG is coming...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pEjiezLVzlA/SIRcm-K_iTI/AAAAAAAAAD4/ifBZgZk4Jrk/s1600-h/ciumperut.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pEjiezLVzlA/SIRcm-K_iTI/AAAAAAAAAD4/ifBZgZk4Jrk/s200/ciumperut.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225403292250507570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you know what it is?? I don't...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5145165609031201563-2117912974735703011?l=farica-godsend.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farica-godsend.blogspot.com/feeds/2117912974735703011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5145165609031201563&amp;postID=2117912974735703011&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5145165609031201563/posts/default/2117912974735703011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5145165609031201563/posts/default/2117912974735703011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farica-godsend.blogspot.com/2008/07/checking-in.html' title='Checking In'/><author><name>Si Baiyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13794004148473993855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pEjiezLVzlA/S44nLRmvxdI/AAAAAAAAAHM/T3Z-E5KxfDA/s1600-R/7932_172299805648_716735648_3538729_7221657_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pEjiezLVzlA/SIRcm-K_iTI/AAAAAAAAAD4/ifBZgZk4Jrk/s72-c/ciumperut.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5145165609031201563.post-1975870987569864443</id><published>2008-07-15T10:25:00.004+07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T00:01:15.839+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='whoopie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pregnancy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gifts'/><title type='text'>Thank You, Thank You, Thank You :D</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Yup! People, the time for me to arrive is near!! Really, really near :D And do you know what it also means???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More gifts!!! Yeaaaay!!! (Ehm, I WILL get more gifts, won't I, Mom :D)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like this pretty one in the picture. MY OWN TRAVEL COT!!! Really pretty and the biggest gift I got so far hehehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pEjiezLVzlA/SHwaln3QWjI/AAAAAAAAADw/OPGVai5UBgk/s1600-h/IMG_0885.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pEjiezLVzlA/SHwaln3QWjI/AAAAAAAAADw/OPGVai5UBgk/s320/IMG_0885.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223078901501155890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got it from Auntie Inda &amp;amp; her daughters, Deva &amp;amp; Disa, and last but not least, from Uncle Aryo too!! It's very sweet and generous of them. Dad just finished set it up &amp;amp; now it's in my grandma's bedroom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at that! Just will you look at that pretty purple cot. It has colorful polka dots too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Insya Allah, next week you'll be seeing me sleeping in it :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5145165609031201563-1975870987569864443?l=farica-godsend.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farica-godsend.blogspot.com/feeds/1975870987569864443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5145165609031201563&amp;postID=1975870987569864443&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5145165609031201563/posts/default/1975870987569864443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5145165609031201563/posts/default/1975870987569864443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farica-godsend.blogspot.com/2008/07/thank-you-thank-you-thank-you-d.html' title='Thank You, Thank You, Thank You :D'/><author><name>Si Baiyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13794004148473993855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pEjiezLVzlA/S44nLRmvxdI/AAAAAAAAAHM/T3Z-E5KxfDA/s1600-R/7932_172299805648_716735648_3538729_7221657_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pEjiezLVzlA/SHwaln3QWjI/AAAAAAAAADw/OPGVai5UBgk/s72-c/IMG_0885.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5145165609031201563.post-6313488207278515098</id><published>2008-07-14T12:24:00.004+07:00</published><updated>2008-07-14T12:30:05.263+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='what&apos;s this?'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pregnancy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mommy'/><title type='text'>Wondering...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Mom keeps telling me to stay cool &amp;amp; asks me not to be afraid or shocked. She's also trying to convince me that yes, her womb is comfy but the outside world is also a great place to be &amp;amp; there's a lot of things I can do or get. Like real hugs &amp;amp; kisses from Dad, for instance. Oh yeah, and Dad keep saying to Mom:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;"It doesn't have any clue what will going on in the next days, does it?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm... I smell something fishy here. Why are they saying all those things now? What's going on, Mom? Dad?? Yuhuuu! Tell me pleeeeeeezzzzz....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5145165609031201563-6313488207278515098?l=farica-godsend.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farica-godsend.blogspot.com/feeds/6313488207278515098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5145165609031201563&amp;postID=6313488207278515098&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5145165609031201563/posts/default/6313488207278515098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5145165609031201563/posts/default/6313488207278515098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farica-godsend.blogspot.com/2008/07/wondering.html' title='Wondering...'/><author><name>Si Baiyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13794004148473993855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pEjiezLVzlA/S44nLRmvxdI/AAAAAAAAAHM/T3Z-E5KxfDA/s1600-R/7932_172299805648_716735648_3538729_7221657_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5145165609031201563.post-7812220183374357946</id><published>2008-07-13T18:22:00.006+07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T00:01:16.027+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pregnancy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='show off'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>Our "New" House</title><content type='html'>&lt;div  style="text-align: justify;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Wanna take a look at our "new" house? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: justify;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pEjiezLVzlA/SHnwIKPJdXI/AAAAAAAAADo/hIH3TkGmy6w/s1600-h/IMG_0883.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pEjiezLVzlA/SHnwIKPJdXI/AAAAAAAAADo/hIH3TkGmy6w/s320/IMG_0883.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222469265890309490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;It's not finished yet but it looks quite different than &lt;a href="http://farika.multiply.com/photos/album/16/Home_Sweet_Home_-_Updated_Sept_07_Kitchen_Set#1"&gt;before&lt;/a&gt; already. Dad still wants to get rid of those 2 trees tho. Anyway, Mom &amp;amp; Dad made some changes like, now, the paints are different colors, the doors &amp;amp; windows are white. There's Dad's self designed spectacular pergola :p Yes, people! It was Dad's own idea to make the pergola "different"! In fact, to look different is his obsession. He made such a big fuss out of it &amp;amp; it took him over a year to finally make it :D And yeah, it did catch people's eye &amp;amp; compliments. Just like the "teralis". &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Dad's very proud coz he thought of it &amp;amp; designed it aaaaaall by himself. THAT'S MY DAD! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(Moooom! What's "teralis" in english? Window lattice?? Hmm... Did you just make that up? :p)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, you see the room with the doors &amp;amp; balcony?? That's MY ROOM ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll take you on a tour later, okay? After I see it with my own eyes, not through Mom's hehehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5145165609031201563-7812220183374357946?l=farica-godsend.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farica-godsend.blogspot.com/feeds/7812220183374357946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5145165609031201563&amp;postID=7812220183374357946&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5145165609031201563/posts/default/7812220183374357946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5145165609031201563/posts/default/7812220183374357946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farica-godsend.blogspot.com/2008/07/our-new-house.html' title='Our &quot;New&quot; House'/><author><name>Si Baiyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13794004148473993855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pEjiezLVzlA/S44nLRmvxdI/AAAAAAAAAHM/T3Z-E5KxfDA/s1600-R/7932_172299805648_716735648_3538729_7221657_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pEjiezLVzlA/SHnwIKPJdXI/AAAAAAAAADo/hIH3TkGmy6w/s72-c/IMG_0883.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5145165609031201563.post-2947554083766672188</id><published>2008-07-12T18:03:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2008-07-13T18:21:49.167+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pregnancy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wuzzup doc'/><title type='text'>Busy, Busy Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Pfeeww! We had a really busy day today. It started kinda late since Dad came home at... When was it, Mom? 3 o'clock in the morning?? So, we went to the doctor at 12 :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was nice to meet the doc again. Evetho he looked like a mess hihihi... It was my final check up before the BIG DAY :) My weight is a healthy 2.83 kg in my 37 weeks 3 days. Not bad, eh?! Afterwards we went to RS Hermina Jatinegara, the hospital where I'll be "arriving" :D Mom had a blood test, Dad made all the reservations needed. Before we knew it, it was already late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a little shopping trip, we went to Bintaro. Boy, I miss our house! There's nothing like your own home :) Dad went straight to bed. He slept like me... A baby, that is :D While Mom was putting my belongings into the drawer. She kissed &amp;amp; smelled almost every clothes I have &amp;amp; smiled. She really enjoyed it &amp;amp; couldn't wait to put all those tiny clothes on me. Or smell it while it's on me. I'm sure. I can tell :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, Mom. Like you said, patience. Only 4 more days to go. Insya Allah :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5145165609031201563-2947554083766672188?l=farica-godsend.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farica-godsend.blogspot.com/feeds/2947554083766672188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5145165609031201563&amp;postID=2947554083766672188&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5145165609031201563/posts/default/2947554083766672188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5145165609031201563/posts/default/2947554083766672188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farica-godsend.blogspot.com/2008/07/busy-busy-day.html' title='Busy, Busy Day'/><author><name>Si Baiyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13794004148473993855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pEjiezLVzlA/S44nLRmvxdI/AAAAAAAAAHM/T3Z-E5KxfDA/s1600-R/7932_172299805648_716735648_3538729_7221657_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5145165609031201563.post-4930763694343472022</id><published>2008-07-11T20:18:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T00:01:16.410+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='whoopie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pregnancy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gifts'/><title type='text'>My First Toy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pEjiezLVzlA/SHdi4XLW0tI/AAAAAAAAADE/3-qAz1czT_o/s1600-h/IMG_0878.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pEjiezLVzlA/SHdi4XLW0tI/AAAAAAAAADE/3-qAz1czT_o/s320/IMG_0878.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221751013393224402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:100%;" &gt;A fun little present from Auntie Dita &amp;amp; friends :)&lt;br /&gt;Makes me want to come out soon &amp;amp; play hkhkhkhkhkkk.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:100%;" &gt;BUT.... I don't want to freak out Mom... Like today :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5145165609031201563-4930763694343472022?l=farica-godsend.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farica-godsend.blogspot.com/feeds/4930763694343472022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5145165609031201563&amp;postID=4930763694343472022&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5145165609031201563/posts/default/4930763694343472022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5145165609031201563/posts/default/4930763694343472022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farica-godsend.blogspot.com/2008/07/my-first-toy.html' title='My First Toy'/><author><name>Si Baiyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13794004148473993855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pEjiezLVzlA/S44nLRmvxdI/AAAAAAAAAHM/T3Z-E5KxfDA/s1600-R/7932_172299805648_716735648_3538729_7221657_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pEjiezLVzlA/SHdi4XLW0tI/AAAAAAAAADE/3-qAz1czT_o/s72-c/IMG_0878.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5145165609031201563.post-5383177972475558788</id><published>2008-07-10T13:47:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2008-07-10T13:51:50.973+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pregnancy'/><title type='text'>Hoooooaaaeemm....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I'm getting bored here...&lt;br /&gt;The outside world sounds like a more interesting place to be.&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile Mom keeps saying that I should stay put until next week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ow well...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5145165609031201563-5383177972475558788?l=farica-godsend.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farica-godsend.blogspot.com/feeds/5383177972475558788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5145165609031201563&amp;postID=5383177972475558788&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5145165609031201563/posts/default/5383177972475558788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5145165609031201563/posts/default/5383177972475558788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farica-godsend.blogspot.com/2008/07/hoooooaaaeemm.html' title='Hoooooaaaeemm....'/><author><name>Si Baiyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13794004148473993855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pEjiezLVzlA/S44nLRmvxdI/AAAAAAAAAHM/T3Z-E5KxfDA/s1600-R/7932_172299805648_716735648_3538729_7221657_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5145165609031201563.post-1084296603118702250</id><published>2008-07-02T19:58:00.006+07:00</published><updated>2008-07-02T20:20:40.443+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i don&apos;t like'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i like'/><title type='text'>Do I??</title><content type='html'>&lt;div  style="text-align: justify;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Every time Mom takes a shower, I have this urge to move around &amp;amp; stretch my legs.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe...I like hearing the water runs down? Or is it becoz the water's too hot?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to the movies with Mom &amp;amp; Dad, watch TV with Mom, heard lots of loud noises while Mom's doing her job in a recording studio... I startled &amp;amp; started to make some moves.&lt;br /&gt;Does it mean I like hearing those noises?? Or not?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since Dad pushed Mom to drink "Jahe Wangi", I feel like to take it easy whenever Mom's having that weird tasting drink.&lt;br /&gt;I think it's becoz I like it. Or not....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always stretch my legs so far out whenever Mom is lying on her left side. Sometimes I even hurt her :D&lt;br /&gt;I feel cramped inside. I don't like it... Or do I?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like kicking &amp;amp; punching whenever I hear Dad's voice or feel Dad's or Mom's hand on me.&lt;br /&gt;Becoz I love it!!! I think...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So....&lt;br /&gt;If I move around, does it mean I don't like what I'm feeling?&lt;br /&gt;If I stay calm, does it mean I'm enjoying what I'm having??&lt;br /&gt;Or is it the other way around???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heck, I'm just an unborn baby! How should I know what to like &amp;amp; to dislike :p Why am I busting my freshly made brain for things that I can't even understand yet?!?! No one's tell me to. Aaaargh this is so complicated!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need my Mommy!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5145165609031201563-1084296603118702250?l=farica-godsend.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farica-godsend.blogspot.com/feeds/1084296603118702250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5145165609031201563&amp;postID=1084296603118702250&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5145165609031201563/posts/default/1084296603118702250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5145165609031201563/posts/default/1084296603118702250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farica-godsend.blogspot.com/2008/07/do-i.html' title='Do I??'/><author><name>Si Baiyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13794004148473993855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pEjiezLVzlA/S44nLRmvxdI/AAAAAAAAAHM/T3Z-E5KxfDA/s1600-R/7932_172299805648_716735648_3538729_7221657_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5145165609031201563.post-7440846621044447431</id><published>2008-06-23T17:00:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2008-06-23T17:06:30.677+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pregnancy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='show off'/><title type='text'>Wanna take a peek?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Mom's very happy coz she finally found the way to post my video here. It was taken when we visited Doctor Ahmad. I must say you can see my face pretty good here. And no, I wasn't blogging at that time :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" src="http://s50.photobucket.com/flash/player.swf?file=http://vid50.photobucket.com/albums/f324/farikarezina/FARIKA_8_LIVE.flv" height="361" width="448"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5145165609031201563-7440846621044447431?l=farica-godsend.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farica-godsend.blogspot.com/feeds/7440846621044447431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5145165609031201563&amp;postID=7440846621044447431&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5145165609031201563/posts/default/7440846621044447431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5145165609031201563/posts/default/7440846621044447431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farica-godsend.blogspot.com/2008/06/wanna-take-peek.html' title='Wanna take a peek?'/><author><name>Si Baiyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13794004148473993855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pEjiezLVzlA/S44nLRmvxdI/AAAAAAAAAHM/T3Z-E5KxfDA/s1600-R/7932_172299805648_716735648_3538729_7221657_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5145165609031201563.post-2634607576993453800</id><published>2008-06-20T16:18:00.004+07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T00:01:16.616+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pregnancy'/><title type='text'>My bag is packed...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pEjiezLVzlA/SFt9hkjZQ2I/AAAAAAAAAC8/KgIXmV2eqN0/s1600-h/tas+baiyi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pEjiezLVzlA/SFt9hkjZQ2I/AAAAAAAAAC8/KgIXmV2eqN0/s320/tas+baiyi.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213899009312768866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;...I'm ready to...COME!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, not quite that ready.&lt;br /&gt;Still 3 more weeks to go :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;Toki Doki Diaper Bag&lt;br /&gt;Mami Poko Newborn Diapers&lt;br /&gt;Swaddling blankets made by Nini&lt;br /&gt;Cloth diapers made by Nini&lt;br /&gt;Short pants&lt;br /&gt;Undershirts&lt;br /&gt;Short sleeved shirts&lt;br /&gt;Socks &amp;amp; gloves&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.babylicious.ca/"&gt;Babylicious&lt;/a&gt; receiving blanket&lt;br /&gt;BabyGAP sweater hoodie&lt;br /&gt;BabyGAP bodysuits&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5145165609031201563-2634607576993453800?l=farica-godsend.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farica-godsend.blogspot.com/feeds/2634607576993453800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5145165609031201563&amp;postID=2634607576993453800&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5145165609031201563/posts/default/2634607576993453800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5145165609031201563/posts/default/2634607576993453800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farica-godsend.blogspot.com/2008/06/my-bag-is-packed.html' title='My bag is packed...'/><author><name>Si Baiyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13794004148473993855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pEjiezLVzlA/S44nLRmvxdI/AAAAAAAAAHM/T3Z-E5KxfDA/s1600-R/7932_172299805648_716735648_3538729_7221657_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pEjiezLVzlA/SFt9hkjZQ2I/AAAAAAAAAC8/KgIXmV2eqN0/s72-c/tas+baiyi.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5145165609031201563.post-707088674249177502</id><published>2008-06-17T13:19:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2008-06-18T13:43:29.266+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pregnancy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wuzzup doc'/><title type='text'>Pouty Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;This morning we went to Doctor Ahmad, probably for the last 4D ultrasound. Mom &amp;amp; Dad were very excited. Mom asked me to be nice &amp;amp; that I should let the doc take my picture becoz she really wanted to see my face. Dad was excited becoz it was his first 4D.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so we went. The doc was really nice &amp;amp; "communicative", as Mom would say. Like always Mom asked a lot of question regarding my health, especially my heart &amp;amp; weight. Proudly, in my 33 weeks 6 days&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; I weigh 2.506 kg.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; Yeaaaay! Doc said I'm quite big for my age. She also asked a couple of questions about her swelling fingers. Nothing to be worried about. Meanwhile Dad kept staring at the monitor, watching me. Oh yeah, I did show my face a little bit. Dad said it looks like I have my Mom's pouty lips ;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, Mom's healthy, I'm healthy, Dad's...happy? I sure do hope so :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5145165609031201563-707088674249177502?l=farica-godsend.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farica-godsend.blogspot.com/feeds/707088674249177502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5145165609031201563&amp;postID=707088674249177502&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5145165609031201563/posts/default/707088674249177502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5145165609031201563/posts/default/707088674249177502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farica-godsend.blogspot.com/2008/06/pouty-me.html' title='Pouty Me'/><author><name>Si Baiyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13794004148473993855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pEjiezLVzlA/S44nLRmvxdI/AAAAAAAAAHM/T3Z-E5KxfDA/s1600-R/7932_172299805648_716735648_3538729_7221657_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5145165609031201563.post-5925097943066231516</id><published>2008-06-16T14:19:00.005+07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T00:01:16.816+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pregnancy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gifts'/><title type='text'>My First Present</title><content type='html'>&lt;div  style="text-align: justify;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Today I got a present from Auntie Edhya, Mom's friend. She's also pregnant, 36 weeks! I guess her baby will be my friend too someday ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: justify;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pEjiezLVzlA/SFYVjwxVKuI/AAAAAAAAAC0/tm2FF6cIJKo/s1600-h/Photo+13.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pEjiezLVzlA/SFYVjwxVKuI/AAAAAAAAAC0/tm2FF6cIJKo/s200/Photo+13.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212377322859342562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Eventho I already know what's inside (Mom &amp;amp; Auntie Edhya have been talking about exchanging gifts for months :D), Mom said I shouldn't open it until I'm really here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean, really! What's "really"? It's MY present, I KNOW what's inside, &amp;amp; I AM "technically" already really here :D I just want to peek &amp;amp; see how it looks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May I, Mom? May I? May I???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pretty pleasssssssssse???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;UPDATE:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:100%;" &gt;Dad came home &amp;amp; saw a present on the dresser. At first he thought it's a surprise from Mom (while he's the one who should give Mom an upcoming birthday surprise hkhkhkhh). Anyways, he found out it was for me &amp;amp; he opened it!! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:100%;" &gt;Mom wasn't angry but quickly told him to put it back before Dad threw the wrapper in the garbage bin hkhkhkhkhk...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:100%;" &gt;So, NOW I know how my present looks like, thanks to Dad :p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5145165609031201563-5925097943066231516?l=farica-godsend.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farica-godsend.blogspot.com/feeds/5925097943066231516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5145165609031201563&amp;postID=5925097943066231516&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5145165609031201563/posts/default/5925097943066231516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5145165609031201563/posts/default/5925097943066231516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farica-godsend.blogspot.com/2008/06/my-first-present.html' title='My First Present'/><author><name>Si Baiyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13794004148473993855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pEjiezLVzlA/S44nLRmvxdI/AAAAAAAAAHM/T3Z-E5KxfDA/s1600-R/7932_172299805648_716735648_3538729_7221657_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pEjiezLVzlA/SFYVjwxVKuI/AAAAAAAAAC0/tm2FF6cIJKo/s72-c/Photo+13.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5145165609031201563.post-2595688226396526769</id><published>2008-06-10T16:49:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2008-06-11T11:31:00.292+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='what&apos;s this?'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pregnancy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mommy'/><title type='text'>Holding hands</title><content type='html'>&lt;div  style="text-align: justify;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I know, you think it's impossible since I'm still in the womb, but Mom &amp;amp; I were really holding hands last night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, it was actually about 03.40 in the morning. I was stretching my hands &amp;amp; legs &amp;amp; having some fun. Then my Mom woke up (I wonder if it was because of me?). Like always, she smiled really wide whenever I exercise. I took it as a sign that she didn't mind at all, being punched or kicked in the gut heheh... So, I kept doing what I was doing. Mom joined the game by knocking on her belly. I knocked back right on the same spot, but from the inside, obviously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Knock-knock here, knock-knock there... Then... Wow! What's this?? My hand's "stucked" &amp;amp; I felt someone pinching &amp;amp; grasping it. It took me a while to understand that it was actually my Mom's hand whose holding mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I enjoyed it so much, I decided to keep holding hands with Mom for a couple of minutes. But then I let her sleep again by pulling my hand back. Mom was a little bit sad since she was also enjoying it. But I had to let her sleep coz tomorrow she had to wake up early for work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't be sad, Mom... Hopefully we'll be holding hands FOR REAL next month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sleep tight, Mommy :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5145165609031201563-2595688226396526769?l=farica-godsend.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farica-godsend.blogspot.com/feeds/2595688226396526769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5145165609031201563&amp;postID=2595688226396526769&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5145165609031201563/posts/default/2595688226396526769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5145165609031201563/posts/default/2595688226396526769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farica-godsend.blogspot.com/2008/06/holding-hands.html' title='Holding hands'/><author><name>Si Baiyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13794004148473993855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pEjiezLVzlA/S44nLRmvxdI/AAAAAAAAAHM/T3Z-E5KxfDA/s1600-R/7932_172299805648_716735648_3538729_7221657_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5145165609031201563.post-6403464181334765073</id><published>2008-06-07T16:42:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2008-06-10T16:48:47.993+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='what&apos;s this?'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pregnancy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mommy'/><title type='text'>Hmm...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div  style="text-align: justify;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;There are strange noises coming out of my Mom...&lt;br /&gt;Starting about 2 months ago.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes the noises are pretty shocking for me.&lt;br /&gt;Usually my Mom would stroke or pat my back to calm me down.&lt;br /&gt;And then she laughed as if it were funny...&lt;br /&gt;Strange...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It gets even stranger when Dad's around.&lt;br /&gt;Every time Mom makes those strange noises, Dad would immediately open the door and runs out of the room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder why...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5145165609031201563-6403464181334765073?l=farica-godsend.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farica-godsend.blogspot.com/feeds/6403464181334765073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5145165609031201563&amp;postID=6403464181334765073&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5145165609031201563/posts/default/6403464181334765073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5145165609031201563/posts/default/6403464181334765073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farica-godsend.blogspot.com/2008/06/hmm.html' title='Hmm...'/><author><name>Si Baiyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13794004148473993855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pEjiezLVzlA/S44nLRmvxdI/AAAAAAAAAHM/T3Z-E5KxfDA/s1600-R/7932_172299805648_716735648_3538729_7221657_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5145165609031201563.post-6950496604018087943</id><published>2008-05-22T12:37:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2008-05-22T12:49:18.849+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='it&apos;s a family thing'/><title type='text'>Pow Wow!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Everybody knows how much I love my Mom. And Dad, of course :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, everybody also knows that I never meant to hurt Mom. But, lately I just couldn't help it. I HAVE to move around THAT much and make THAT powerful movements. Coz, you know... It's getting crampy in here. I can hardly stretch my legs anymore!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, yeah... Mom has a hard time sleeping peacefully becoz of me :D Sometimes I can hear her frustration in her voice. But, Mom never raises her voice on me, obviously hkhhkhkhkkk...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like last night, when she couldn't "stand" my jerking anymore, she begged Dad to tell me to slow down. And so he did. I could hear his deep loving voice clearly. And since he asked soooo nicely, I decided to chill out. Well, after I gave my parents a big  surprise :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;POW!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hihihihihihi! A big punch to close the evening. Did I hit your nose, Dad? :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, see! They're laughing! Even if I'm doing something "bad", they don't see it "wrong" :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nitey Nite, Mom &amp;amp; Dad...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5145165609031201563-6950496604018087943?l=farica-godsend.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farica-godsend.blogspot.com/feeds/6950496604018087943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5145165609031201563&amp;postID=6950496604018087943&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5145165609031201563/posts/default/6950496604018087943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5145165609031201563/posts/default/6950496604018087943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farica-godsend.blogspot.com/2008/05/pow-wow.html' title='Pow Wow!'/><author><name>Si Baiyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13794004148473993855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pEjiezLVzlA/S44nLRmvxdI/AAAAAAAAAHM/T3Z-E5KxfDA/s1600-R/7932_172299805648_716735648_3538729_7221657_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5145165609031201563.post-6668453439942685766</id><published>2008-05-22T01:00:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2008-05-22T12:53:16.561+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daddy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pregnancy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mommy'/><title type='text'>Digger</title><content type='html'>&lt;div  style="text-align: justify;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Um Gottes Willen, Baiyi! For God's sake, what on earth are you doing in there? Mining? Digging up holes for planting trees??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Wha..?? Mm... Nothing...? Heheh... Why, Mom?? I'm not hurting you or anything, am I? I mean... I can hear and feel you're laughing... I'm just practicing my fingers' reflexes. You know... Getting ready for the big day when I'm going to have piano lesson like you, or guitar lesson like Dad. You don't mind, do you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, no. But I'm really curious what your little fingers are doing. It feels really funny. You're funny. I feel like I just want to bite you all over!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Weks! Not just yet, Mom! Maybe in the mean time... You can bite Dad?? I mean... Like he said... He's getting chubbier... So... He must be "tastier" than me since he got more fat than I do hkhkhkhkhkkkk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well... Yeah... But that's not the point. Besides, you're way cuter than him, day by day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Hkhkhkh! Shh! Don't say that! You'll make Dad sad. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No heheh... He'll just be prancing all the way to get more of my attention, which is good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Hkhkhkhkkk... Poor Dad...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5145165609031201563-6668453439942685766?l=farica-godsend.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farica-godsend.blogspot.com/feeds/6668453439942685766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5145165609031201563&amp;postID=6668453439942685766&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5145165609031201563/posts/default/6668453439942685766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5145165609031201563/posts/default/6668453439942685766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farica-godsend.blogspot.com/2008/05/digger.html' title='Digger'/><author><name>Si Baiyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13794004148473993855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pEjiezLVzlA/S44nLRmvxdI/AAAAAAAAAHM/T3Z-E5KxfDA/s1600-R/7932_172299805648_716735648_3538729_7221657_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5145165609031201563.post-2679028193116631793</id><published>2008-05-11T13:59:00.006+07:00</published><updated>2008-05-22T12:50:43.953+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='what&apos;s this?'/><title type='text'>Natural Born...Rapper???</title><content type='html'>&lt;div  style="text-align: justify;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;Mo...&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;hicks!&lt;/span&gt; M...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;hicks!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt; What's...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;hicks!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt; Go...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;hicks!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt; Ing...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;hicks!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt; On...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;hicks!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt; With...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;hicks!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt; Me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;hicks!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;?? Why...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;hicks!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt; Am...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;hicks!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt; I talk...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;hicks!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt; Ing...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;hicks!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt; Like...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;hicks!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt; This...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;hicks!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's okay, Baiyi :) It called hiccups. I've checked and according to the baby books, it doesn't harm you. You're okay, aren' t you, Love?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Y...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;hicks!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt; Yesss...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;hicks!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt; Mom...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;hicks!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt; Feels...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;hicks!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt; Funny tho..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;hicks!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know. It'll be gone before you know it. Grown ups get hiccups too sometimes. Cartoons too, usually if they got drunk hehehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;What's...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;hicks!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt; Dru...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;hicks!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt; Unk...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;hicks!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mm... Never mind that. I'll explain it to you later. Much later. Now go back to sleep... Or whatever it is you've been doing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ok...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;hicks!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt; Ay...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;hicks!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt; I'll...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;hicks!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt; Sleep...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;hicks!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt; But only...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;hicks!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt; If you get...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;hicks!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Closer to Dad coz he feels warm &amp;amp; comfy. Hey! The hiccups' gone!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Told you :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5145165609031201563-2679028193116631793?l=farica-godsend.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farica-godsend.blogspot.com/feeds/2679028193116631793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5145165609031201563&amp;postID=2679028193116631793&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5145165609031201563/posts/default/2679028193116631793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5145165609031201563/posts/default/2679028193116631793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farica-godsend.blogspot.com/2008/05/natural-bornrapper.html' title='Natural Born...Rapper???'/><author><name>Si Baiyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13794004148473993855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pEjiezLVzlA/S44nLRmvxdI/AAAAAAAAAHM/T3Z-E5KxfDA/s1600-R/7932_172299805648_716735648_3538729_7221657_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5145165609031201563.post-8429819429329241784</id><published>2008-05-08T16:50:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2008-05-09T17:08:53.643+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pregnancy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wuzzup doc'/><title type='text'>I'm a breech baby!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Mom said it's nothing to be proud of :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: justify;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In fact, the doctor told her to longer her "sujud" position while praying. Hoping that it would make me turn my head downwards while there's still time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom didn't seem too concern. She was too excited to hear that I'm quite chubby for my age :D Even if it gave Dad another chance to make a joke about her. That I'm fat just like her :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.home4birth.com/images/breechtypes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://www.home4birth.com/images/breechtypes.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;-Breech Positions-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*28 weeks, 1240 grams&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5145165609031201563-8429819429329241784?l=farica-godsend.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farica-godsend.blogspot.com/feeds/8429819429329241784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5145165609031201563&amp;postID=8429819429329241784&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5145165609031201563/posts/default/8429819429329241784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5145165609031201563/posts/default/8429819429329241784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farica-godsend.blogspot.com/2008/05/im-breech-baby.html' title='I&apos;m a breech baby!!'/><author><name>Si Baiyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13794004148473993855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pEjiezLVzlA/S44nLRmvxdI/AAAAAAAAAHM/T3Z-E5KxfDA/s1600-R/7932_172299805648_716735648_3538729_7221657_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5145165609031201563.post-8724287386108082139</id><published>2008-04-23T17:27:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T00:01:17.830+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daddy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='it&apos;s a family thing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mommy'/><title type='text'>Why Mom is falling in love again</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;No... It's not becoz the fact that out of the blue Dad bought me a &lt;a href="http://www.letsgostrolling.com/media/images/quinnyZappLimeLarge.jpg"&gt;cool pushchair&lt;/a&gt; &amp;amp; &lt;a href="http://www.babys-mart.co.uk/imagprod/MAX_61751011.jpg"&gt;car seat&lt;/a&gt;. Mom said it's becoz of the look on his face &amp;amp; the sparkles in his eyes when Dad was pushing my stroller around the store.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;"Looks like he's already picturing you inside it&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; the two of you are taking a stroll together, Baiyi...&lt;br /&gt;Nothing gets any sweeter than that..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know, Mom. I know.&lt;br /&gt;There's so much love I can hardly wait to take that stroll real soon :x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pEjiezLVzlA/SBBmRsyXg5I/AAAAAAAAACU/3WSacfdfzzw/s1600-h/DSC02397.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pEjiezLVzlA/SBBmRsyXg5I/AAAAAAAAACU/3WSacfdfzzw/s320/DSC02397.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192762824624407442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pEjiezLVzlA/SBBnM8yXg8I/AAAAAAAAACs/cipPipI6sVo/s1600-h/DSC02402.JPG"&gt;  &lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pEjiezLVzlA/SBBmHMyXg4I/AAAAAAAAACM/qVMNn0wYtBQ/s1600-h/DSC02396.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pEjiezLVzlA/SBBmHMyXg4I/AAAAAAAAACM/qVMNn0wYtBQ/s320/DSC02396.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192762644235780994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pEjiezLVzlA/SBBmc8yXg6I/AAAAAAAAACc/PD50EGDbkq0/s1600-h/DSC02398.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pEjiezLVzlA/SBBmc8yXg6I/AAAAAAAAACc/PD50EGDbkq0/s320/DSC02398.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192763017897935778" border="0" /&gt;  &lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pEjiezLVzlA/SBBnM8yXg8I/AAAAAAAAACs/cipPipI6sVo/s1600-h/DSC02402.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pEjiezLVzlA/SBBnM8yXg8I/AAAAAAAAACs/cipPipI6sVo/s320/DSC02402.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192763842531656642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;*long sigh*&lt;br /&gt;3 more months to go...&lt;br /&gt;Inhale... Exhale... Inhale...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5145165609031201563-8724287386108082139?l=farica-godsend.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farica-godsend.blogspot.com/feeds/8724287386108082139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5145165609031201563&amp;postID=8724287386108082139&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5145165609031201563/posts/default/8724287386108082139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5145165609031201563/posts/default/8724287386108082139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farica-godsend.blogspot.com/2008/04/why-mom-fell-in-love-again.html' title='Why Mom is falling in love again'/><author><name>Si Baiyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13794004148473993855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pEjiezLVzlA/S44nLRmvxdI/AAAAAAAAAHM/T3Z-E5KxfDA/s1600-R/7932_172299805648_716735648_3538729_7221657_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pEjiezLVzlA/SBBmRsyXg5I/AAAAAAAAACU/3WSacfdfzzw/s72-c/DSC02397.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5145165609031201563.post-1077871488547001623</id><published>2008-04-23T14:41:00.005+07:00</published><updated>2008-04-23T14:59:55.965+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='it&apos;s a family thing'/><title type='text'>Natural Born Sleppymomma</title><content type='html'>&lt;div  style="text-align: justify;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Mom..."&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(thump)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Zzz..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Mooom..."&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(thump...thump)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Zzzzzzzz...."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Mooommy! Hellooow??!?!?"&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(thumpthumpthumpJEDUK!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hah? Was ist denn los, Schatzi?" &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(sleepy)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Huh??"&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(scratching my Mom's belly from inside, obviously)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Heheh... That's German. I'm gonna teach you one day. Wuzzup, sweetheart?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Nothing. It's already morning &amp;amp; you guys still sleeping so peacefully. No one's talking to me."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;"You're soooooo like your Dad. He always disturbs my sleep when he's the first one who's awake."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Heheh... Just like being the center of attention all the time. Oh yeah! I wanna show you this!!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Swirl, swirl, swirl...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hahahah! That tickles, Baiyi! Nice move tho. Look. Dad's awake. Make him happy."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Roger that! Morning, Dad! Here's my morning twirl, this is my morning kick, &amp;amp; this...is my morning punch! Cool, huh! Look, Mom. Dad is so happy when I'm doing these things while his hand is on me. He even makes weird noises."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;"Heheh... Of course, Love. It's becoz he wants you to be around real soon. Just not THAT soon, okay? 3 more months to go. You stay put."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Wehehehehe... Owkay, Mom! Should I keep dancing now?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;"Absolutely!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5145165609031201563-1077871488547001623?l=farica-godsend.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farica-godsend.blogspot.com/feeds/1077871488547001623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5145165609031201563&amp;postID=1077871488547001623&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5145165609031201563/posts/default/1077871488547001623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5145165609031201563/posts/default/1077871488547001623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farica-godsend.blogspot.com/2008/04/natural-born-sleppymomma.html' title='Natural Born Sleppymomma'/><author><name>Si Baiyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13794004148473993855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pEjiezLVzlA/S44nLRmvxdI/AAAAAAAAAHM/T3Z-E5KxfDA/s1600-R/7932_172299805648_716735648_3538729_7221657_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5145165609031201563.post-8622810826553451132</id><published>2008-04-22T10:50:00.004+07:00</published><updated>2008-04-22T11:05:25.687+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='it&apos;s a family thing'/><title type='text'>I make my parents wanting me more...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div  style="text-align: justify;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;...by kicking, punching, swirling up and down today &amp;amp; lay low for the next day or two.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It totally worked coz my Dad was going crazy &amp;amp; started to wobble Mom's belly &amp;amp; kept knocking on it as if it was a wooden door.&lt;br /&gt;He would also call me with his deep voice, kissing me, anything to wake me up.&lt;br /&gt;He used to let me sleep &amp;amp; didn't want to disturb me at all.&lt;br /&gt;But I guess that little kick 'n punch game we've played while Mom was sleeping, made him realized that I am "real" &amp;amp; it made him really excited.&lt;br /&gt;Now he even begs me to punch his supposedly big nose hkhkhkhkhkkk...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5145165609031201563-8622810826553451132?l=farica-godsend.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farica-godsend.blogspot.com/feeds/8622810826553451132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5145165609031201563&amp;postID=8622810826553451132&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5145165609031201563/posts/default/8622810826553451132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5145165609031201563/posts/default/8622810826553451132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farica-godsend.blogspot.com/2008/04/i-make-my-parents-wanting-me-more.html' title='I make my parents wanting me more...'/><author><name>Si Baiyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13794004148473993855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pEjiezLVzlA/S44nLRmvxdI/AAAAAAAAAHM/T3Z-E5KxfDA/s1600-R/7932_172299805648_716735648_3538729_7221657_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5145165609031201563.post-3923838605028264012</id><published>2008-04-15T17:44:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2008-04-15T17:47:25.798+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pregnancy'/><title type='text'>Where to?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Today I'm feeling more to the left...&lt;br /&gt;No...&lt;br /&gt;Right...&lt;br /&gt;Left...&lt;br /&gt;Right...&lt;br /&gt;Left...&lt;br /&gt;No...&lt;br /&gt;I think...&lt;br /&gt;More to the middle but a little bit to the left.&lt;br /&gt;Just a liiiiiittle bit...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ehm... Sorry for the weird tummy shape, Mom :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5145165609031201563-3923838605028264012?l=farica-godsend.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farica-godsend.blogspot.com/feeds/3923838605028264012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5145165609031201563&amp;postID=3923838605028264012&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5145165609031201563/posts/default/3923838605028264012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5145165609031201563/posts/default/3923838605028264012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farica-godsend.blogspot.com/2008/04/where-to.html' title='Where to?'/><author><name>Si Baiyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13794004148473993855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pEjiezLVzlA/S44nLRmvxdI/AAAAAAAAAHM/T3Z-E5KxfDA/s1600-R/7932_172299805648_716735648_3538729_7221657_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5145165609031201563.post-5400916170184764568</id><published>2008-04-12T17:48:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2008-04-15T17:54:51.050+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pregnancy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='it&apos;s a family thing'/><title type='text'>BOOOOM!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;And &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;da BOMB&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; has dropped!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sort of :D&lt;br /&gt;80 - 90%, that is :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ehm... How are you guys doing, Mom &amp;amp; Dad? hkhkhkhkhkkkk....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*6 months, 730-ish grams&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5145165609031201563-5400916170184764568?l=farica-godsend.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farica-godsend.blogspot.com/feeds/5400916170184764568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5145165609031201563&amp;postID=5400916170184764568&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5145165609031201563/posts/default/5400916170184764568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5145165609031201563/posts/default/5400916170184764568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farica-godsend.blogspot.com/2008/04/boooom.html' title='BOOOOM!!!'/><author><name>Si Baiyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13794004148473993855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pEjiezLVzlA/S44nLRmvxdI/AAAAAAAAAHM/T3Z-E5KxfDA/s1600-R/7932_172299805648_716735648_3538729_7221657_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5145165609031201563.post-8863260362291176796</id><published>2008-04-08T15:32:00.005+07:00</published><updated>2008-04-08T15:40:58.297+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daddy'/><title type='text'>Sleep??</title><content type='html'>&lt;div  style="text-align: justify;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;"Mom, why does Dad want me to sleep? Doesn't he want me to kick around?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Oh, sure, sweetie. I think he's just a little bit concern that if you don't get enough sleep, you'll be... I don't know. Tired?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;"Ow... Owkey :) Well, please tell Dad I'll do the sleeping part once I get out. Coz right now I feel like kicking and punching all the time hkhkhkhkhk! You don't mind, do you, Mommy?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;"Not even a tiny bit, love... Punch Dad on the nose while you're at it, will you?! Heheh"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;"Hkhkhkhkhkhkkk... What's up with you and Dad's nose!!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5145165609031201563-8863260362291176796?l=farica-godsend.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farica-godsend.blogspot.com/feeds/8863260362291176796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5145165609031201563&amp;postID=8863260362291176796&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5145165609031201563/posts/default/8863260362291176796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5145165609031201563/posts/default/8863260362291176796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farica-godsend.blogspot.com/2008/04/sleep.html' title='Sleep??'/><author><name>Si Baiyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13794004148473993855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pEjiezLVzlA/S44nLRmvxdI/AAAAAAAAAHM/T3Z-E5KxfDA/s1600-R/7932_172299805648_716735648_3538729_7221657_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5145165609031201563.post-6446064047849541212</id><published>2008-03-30T19:54:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2008-03-31T19:57:55.854+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daddy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>Hkhkhkhkhkkk...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div  style="text-align: justify;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Hkhkhkhkhkkk...&lt;br /&gt;Huihihihihihi...&lt;br /&gt;Hehehehehe....&lt;br /&gt;Bwahahahahahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously!&lt;br /&gt;I'm cracking from inside while watching my Dad dancing on our new Wii's dancing pad!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You DEFINITELY have to see him!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hkhkhkhkhkkk...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pssstt... Mom has a video of him doing the silly dance. But we both didn't have the heart to show it to anybody...yet :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5145165609031201563-6446064047849541212?l=farica-godsend.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farica-godsend.blogspot.com/feeds/6446064047849541212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5145165609031201563&amp;postID=6446064047849541212&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5145165609031201563/posts/default/6446064047849541212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5145165609031201563/posts/default/6446064047849541212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farica-godsend.blogspot.com/2008/03/hkhkhkhkhkkk.html' title='Hkhkhkhkhkkk...'/><author><name>Si Baiyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13794004148473993855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pEjiezLVzlA/S44nLRmvxdI/AAAAAAAAAHM/T3Z-E5KxfDA/s1600-R/7932_172299805648_716735648_3538729_7221657_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5145165609031201563.post-6571685131004155411</id><published>2008-03-27T19:34:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2008-03-31T19:52:49.554+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daddy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='whoopie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday'/><title type='text'>A Big Hug (From The Womb)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://pro.corbis.com/images/42-18574090.jpg?size=67&amp;amp;uid=%7B34d7a08f-2463-4a57-826e-8972c360884e%7D"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://pro.corbis.com/images/42-18574090.jpg?size=67&amp;amp;uid=%7B34d7a08f-2463-4a57-826e-8972c360884e%7D" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;To Dad,&lt;br /&gt;The coolest father I haven't met yet&lt;br /&gt;(but every day felt &amp;amp; heard, especially when he's teasing Mom ;p)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Happy birthday, Dad!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I owe you millions of real, big, tight birthday hugs &amp;amp; kisses.&lt;br /&gt;Claim them the second I'm born, okay?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS:&lt;br /&gt;that picture is (obviously) not me&lt;br /&gt;coz I'll be waaaaay cuter than that :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5145165609031201563-6571685131004155411?l=farica-godsend.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farica-godsend.blogspot.com/feeds/6571685131004155411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5145165609031201563&amp;postID=6571685131004155411&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5145165609031201563/posts/default/6571685131004155411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5145165609031201563/posts/default/6571685131004155411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farica-godsend.blogspot.com/2008/03/big-hug-from-womb.html' title='A Big Hug (From The Womb)'/><author><name>Si Baiyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13794004148473993855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pEjiezLVzlA/S44nLRmvxdI/AAAAAAAAAHM/T3Z-E5KxfDA/s1600-R/7932_172299805648_716735648_3538729_7221657_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5145165609031201563.post-3079309745027184210</id><published>2008-03-17T12:30:00.007+07:00</published><updated>2008-04-24T21:41:08.011+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daddy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='prayer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mommy'/><title type='text'>Mini Dad</title><content type='html'>&lt;div  style="text-align: justify;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Mom, why do you want me to look more like Dad? Don't you want me to look like you?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Of course I do, sweetie. But you know... Your Dad is a very busy man &amp;amp; leaves me often alone at home. So, if you look like him, I still have you to look at. Then I might feel like your Dad is around &amp;amp; I probably won't miss him that much."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"A mini Dad :)"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Heheh... Exactly. With a not-so-big-nose, maybe."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Hkhkhkhkhkhkkkk!!!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5145165609031201563-3079309745027184210?l=farica-godsend.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farica-godsend.blogspot.com/feeds/3079309745027184210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5145165609031201563&amp;postID=3079309745027184210&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5145165609031201563/posts/default/3079309745027184210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5145165609031201563/posts/default/3079309745027184210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farica-godsend.blogspot.com/2008/03/mini-dad.html' title='Mini Dad'/><author><name>Si Baiyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13794004148473993855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pEjiezLVzlA/S44nLRmvxdI/AAAAAAAAAHM/T3Z-E5KxfDA/s1600-R/7932_172299805648_716735648_3538729_7221657_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5145165609031201563.post-6275884579253040123</id><published>2008-03-13T10:56:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T00:01:18.493+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='show off'/><title type='text'>I Bring Sexy Back</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pEjiezLVzlA/R9n4vjCVqTI/AAAAAAAAAB8/5KRdUcgPwJE/s1600-h/FARIKA_4.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pEjiezLVzlA/R9n4vjCVqTI/AAAAAAAAAB8/5KRdUcgPwJE/s320/FARIKA_4.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177442742381685042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Isn't my back sexy?! ;p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pEjiezLVzlA/R9n4LDCVqSI/AAAAAAAAAB0/DLyoD3ZGsSI/s1600-h/FARIKA_5.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pEjiezLVzlA/R9n4LDCVqSI/AAAAAAAAAB0/DLyoD3ZGsSI/s320/FARIKA_5.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177442115316459810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Hey, Dad?&lt;br /&gt;If I'm going to be boy, can I go around shirtless?&lt;br /&gt;If I'm a girl, backless dresses? :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5145165609031201563-6275884579253040123?l=farica-godsend.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farica-godsend.blogspot.com/feeds/6275884579253040123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5145165609031201563&amp;postID=6275884579253040123&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5145165609031201563/posts/default/6275884579253040123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5145165609031201563/posts/default/6275884579253040123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farica-godsend.blogspot.com/2008/03/i-bring-sexy-back.html' title='I Bring Sexy Back'/><author><name>Si Baiyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13794004148473993855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pEjiezLVzlA/S44nLRmvxdI/AAAAAAAAAHM/T3Z-E5KxfDA/s1600-R/7932_172299805648_716735648_3538729_7221657_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pEjiezLVzlA/R9n4vjCVqTI/AAAAAAAAAB8/5KRdUcgPwJE/s72-c/FARIKA_4.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5145165609031201563.post-7705911908781512346</id><published>2008-03-13T10:40:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2008-03-14T11:05:27.089+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pregnancy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wuzzup doc'/><title type='text'>Who's there?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;12.30 PM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ow... It's you, Doc :p&lt;br /&gt;Hi Mom! Wanna see me doing some actions? Here goes!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hkhkhkhkhkhkkk... Wanna measure me, Doc? You got to catch me first! :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hihihihi this is fun! The Doc couldn't take a proper pic of me coz I'm constantly moving around. He said my movements were very strong &amp;amp; I looked so busy, just like my Dad ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of which... Where was Dad, Mom? Didn't he want to see me too? :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20.30 PM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow, wooow! Easy there! Mom, who's this??? Why is he taking my pics??? I don't know him!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What??? 2 Doctors in 1 day???? Mommy!! :)) Isn't that too much? Who is this guy anyway? Where is Doctor Muharam? I don't want this stranger to take my pic. Sorry, Mom. But I'm gonna stay real quiet &amp;amp; hide my face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moooommmmy!!! Help!! The new doc is trying to look at my "thing"!! I don't want him to know!! It's gonna be my surprise for you &amp;amp; Dad!! Please make him go away!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But before you do, can I take a look at those pics? And the movie! I wanna see if I'm any good in front of the camera hkhkhkhkhkhkhkk...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*20 weeks, 355grams, 20 cm. Not bad, eh?! ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5145165609031201563-7705911908781512346?l=farica-godsend.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farica-godsend.blogspot.com/feeds/7705911908781512346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5145165609031201563&amp;postID=7705911908781512346&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5145165609031201563/posts/default/7705911908781512346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5145165609031201563/posts/default/7705911908781512346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farica-godsend.blogspot.com/2008/03/whos-there.html' title='Who&apos;s there?'/><author><name>Si Baiyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13794004148473993855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pEjiezLVzlA/S44nLRmvxdI/AAAAAAAAAHM/T3Z-E5KxfDA/s1600-R/7932_172299805648_716735648_3538729_7221657_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5145165609031201563.post-5133478500878873449</id><published>2008-03-10T12:03:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2008-03-11T12:09:55.602+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pregnancy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mommy'/><title type='text'>Smile, Mommy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;If my hard kicking, punching, tickling and flipping makes you smile that wide and laugh that happy, then I guess I'll be doing it more often, Mom :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coz you know I hate to see you alone and sad :x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5145165609031201563-5133478500878873449?l=farica-godsend.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farica-godsend.blogspot.com/feeds/5133478500878873449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5145165609031201563&amp;postID=5133478500878873449&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5145165609031201563/posts/default/5133478500878873449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5145165609031201563/posts/default/5133478500878873449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farica-godsend.blogspot.com/2008/03/smile-mommy.html' title='Smile, Mommy'/><author><name>Si Baiyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13794004148473993855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pEjiezLVzlA/S44nLRmvxdI/AAAAAAAAAHM/T3Z-E5KxfDA/s1600-R/7932_172299805648_716735648_3538729_7221657_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5145165609031201563.post-7497462700525430102</id><published>2008-03-08T18:55:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2008-03-11T12:12:36.238+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daddy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mommy'/><title type='text'>Silly Daddy</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;I.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Baiyi talks, istri walks!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: justify;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Said Daddy and giggled away, leaving Mom pouting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;II.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;"I'm fat and I have a reason. What's yours? :p"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Said Mom after hearing Dad whining over and over again about him gaining weight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;"Aku nemenin biar istri ngga malu..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Said Dad, again leaving Mom pouting hkhkhkhkhkk.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5145165609031201563-7497462700525430102?l=farica-godsend.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farica-godsend.blogspot.com/feeds/7497462700525430102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5145165609031201563&amp;postID=7497462700525430102&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5145165609031201563/posts/default/7497462700525430102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5145165609031201563/posts/default/7497462700525430102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farica-godsend.blogspot.com/2008/03/silly-daddy.html' title='Silly Daddy'/><author><name>Si Baiyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13794004148473993855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pEjiezLVzlA/S44nLRmvxdI/AAAAAAAAAHM/T3Z-E5KxfDA/s1600-R/7932_172299805648_716735648_3538729_7221657_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5145165609031201563.post-8380728629061944286</id><published>2008-03-06T13:49:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2008-03-06T13:59:59.958+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daddy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='whoopie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mommy'/><title type='text'>Mom &amp; Dad's Big Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div  style="text-align: center;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1284/1036694619_d046c4a128.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1284/1036694619_d046c4a128.jpg?v=0" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Happy 4th Anniversary, Mom &amp;amp; Dad :x&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope there's still a little love left for me&lt;br /&gt;from the two of you&lt;br /&gt;Since you guys seem to shower it so lavishly at each other&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a private wonderful and romantic celebration today&lt;br /&gt;Coz next year, I might be tagging along :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5145165609031201563-8380728629061944286?l=farica-godsend.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farica-godsend.blogspot.com/feeds/8380728629061944286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5145165609031201563&amp;postID=8380728629061944286&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5145165609031201563/posts/default/8380728629061944286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5145165609031201563/posts/default/8380728629061944286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farica-godsend.blogspot.com/2008/03/mom-dads-big-day.html' title='Mom &amp; Dad&apos;s Big Day'/><author><name>Si Baiyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13794004148473993855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pEjiezLVzlA/S44nLRmvxdI/AAAAAAAAAHM/T3Z-E5KxfDA/s1600-R/7932_172299805648_716735648_3538729_7221657_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5145165609031201563.post-404418372237278598</id><published>2008-03-04T14:06:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2008-03-04T15:57:52.119+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daddy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pregnancy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mommy'/><title type='text'>Pillow Talk</title><content type='html'>&lt;div  style="text-align: justify;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Mom: Babe... You awake?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Yeah... Wuzzup, Mom?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom: Hmm... Nothing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Owkay! &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(too busy listening to Imagine)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom: ... Just want to say I’m sorry...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Ha? &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(still too busy listening to Kingston Town)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom: And on Dad’s behalf too... We’re sorry...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: What? Why? What’s wrong, Mom? &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(NOW I’m worried!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom: I’m sorry if I haven’t take good care of you... I’m keep getting this terrible flu &amp;amp; cough. I’m not eating healthy if eating at all. I sleep late. There’s no maid. I’m worried about everything, mostly about you, aaaaall the time. Feeling sad a lot... I know it’s not good for you. I’m sorry, sweetie...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Oh, Mom... A little cough here and there won’t hurt me. Don’t worry too much :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom: And I’m sorry that Dad isn’t much around like he’s supposed to. I also wish he takes more responsibility and better care of himself. So he won’t get sick now or ever. I need him to be strong, you know. For me and you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Dad can do 60 push ups in a row, Mom! Of course he’s strong!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom: I want him to take you to beautiful places, playing fun and healthy games... Like basketball or playing kites maybe?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Kites???? Err... Mom... Can’t I have the latest Play Station, Wii or sumthin’??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom: Will you just forgive me? Forgive us? I promise I’ll do my very best to be a better mother once you’re arrived. And I’ll tell Dad to spend more time with you, too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Heheh... Won’t complain about that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom: You’re our little survivor, Baiyi... I have a feeling you’ll be much, much stronger than me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Sure, Mom. Don’t you worry. Everything will be just fine. Now lay down and feel me hugging you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*hugs*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5145165609031201563-404418372237278598?l=farica-godsend.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farica-godsend.blogspot.com/feeds/404418372237278598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5145165609031201563&amp;postID=404418372237278598&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5145165609031201563/posts/default/404418372237278598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5145165609031201563/posts/default/404418372237278598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farica-godsend.blogspot.com/2008/03/pillow-talk.html' title='Pillow Talk'/><author><name>Si Baiyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13794004148473993855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pEjiezLVzlA/S44nLRmvxdI/AAAAAAAAAHM/T3Z-E5KxfDA/s1600-R/7932_172299805648_716735648_3538729_7221657_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5145165609031201563.post-7329923056399250488</id><published>2008-03-01T14:19:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2008-03-04T14:30:07.217+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pregnancy'/><title type='text'>My Daily Jukebox</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Peace, Love &amp;amp; Understanding&lt;/span&gt; - A Perfect Circle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Blue&lt;/span&gt; - A Perfect Circle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Three Libras&lt;/span&gt; - A Perfect Circle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Curl&lt;/span&gt; - Sneaker Pimps&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Don’t Follow&lt;/span&gt; - Alice in Chains&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dying&lt;/span&gt; - Five For Fighting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kingston Town&lt;/span&gt; - UB40&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Home&lt;/span&gt; - Michael Buble&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Somewhere in Time&lt;/span&gt; - Maksim&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Cayman Islands&lt;/span&gt; - Kings of Convenience&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Close To You&lt;/span&gt; - The Cranberries&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Fiddle &amp;amp; The Drums&lt;/span&gt; - A Perfect Circle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Imagine&lt;/span&gt; - A Perfect Circle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Moon River&lt;/span&gt; - Andy Williams&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Moonlight Sonata&lt;/span&gt; - Beethoven&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Nobody Does It Better&lt;/span&gt; - Carly Simon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;What’s Going On&lt;/span&gt; - A Perfect Circle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sekali Lagi &lt;/span&gt;- Ipang&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;If I Fell&lt;/span&gt; - Evan Rachel Wood&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;One Day I’ll Fly Away&lt;/span&gt; - Nicole Kidman&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ckckckckck... No Mozart for my brain, Mom?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Mom: anything BUT ordinary :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5145165609031201563-7329923056399250488?l=farica-godsend.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farica-godsend.blogspot.com/feeds/7329923056399250488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5145165609031201563&amp;postID=7329923056399250488&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5145165609031201563/posts/default/7329923056399250488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5145165609031201563/posts/default/7329923056399250488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farica-godsend.blogspot.com/2008/03/my-daily-jukebox.html' title='My Daily Jukebox'/><author><name>Si Baiyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13794004148473993855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pEjiezLVzlA/S44nLRmvxdI/AAAAAAAAAHM/T3Z-E5KxfDA/s1600-R/7932_172299805648_716735648_3538729_7221657_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5145165609031201563.post-1988116190633040971</id><published>2008-02-24T10:10:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2008-03-04T14:05:55.799+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daddy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pregnancy'/><title type='text'>Boing.... Boing....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div  style="text-align: justify;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Wow.. Wow.. Woooow..!! What was THAT??!?!?!?!?!? An earthquake????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh... It's just Dad's head bumping into mine, while placing it on Mom's lap hkhkhkhkkkk...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5145165609031201563-1988116190633040971?l=farica-godsend.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farica-godsend.blogspot.com/feeds/1988116190633040971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5145165609031201563&amp;postID=1988116190633040971&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5145165609031201563/posts/default/1988116190633040971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5145165609031201563/posts/default/1988116190633040971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farica-godsend.blogspot.com/2008/02/what-on-earth.html' title='Boing.... Boing....'/><author><name>Si Baiyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13794004148473993855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pEjiezLVzlA/S44nLRmvxdI/AAAAAAAAAHM/T3Z-E5KxfDA/s1600-R/7932_172299805648_716735648_3538729_7221657_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5145165609031201563.post-2033838758826591979</id><published>2008-02-19T10:15:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2008-03-04T14:04:39.386+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pregnancy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mommy'/><title type='text'>Dung... Dung... Dung... Dung... Dung... Dung...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Hkhkhkhkhkk...!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, Mom! It's me :)&lt;br /&gt;You want me to give you my best kick?&lt;br /&gt;You got it!!! :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5145165609031201563-2033838758826591979?l=farica-godsend.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farica-godsend.blogspot.com/feeds/2033838758826591979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5145165609031201563&amp;postID=2033838758826591979&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5145165609031201563/posts/default/2033838758826591979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5145165609031201563/posts/default/2033838758826591979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farica-godsend.blogspot.com/2008/02/dung-dung-dung-dung-dung-dung.html' title='Dung... Dung... Dung... Dung... Dung... Dung...'/><author><name>Si Baiyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13794004148473993855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pEjiezLVzlA/S44nLRmvxdI/AAAAAAAAAHM/T3Z-E5KxfDA/s1600-R/7932_172299805648_716735648_3538729_7221657_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5145165609031201563.post-413510790954710223</id><published>2008-02-18T12:50:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2008-02-18T12:58:50.240+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holiday'/><title type='text'>Brrr....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;This weekend I went to Bandung with Mom &amp;amp; Dad. Altho I could comfortably snuggle inside my Mom, I still could feel the cold. Brrr....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We stayed at Novotel. Nice place. Not very delicious food tho :p Anyway, I spent most of the time with Mom (DUH!!! Would be very, very creepy if I didn't :p). Dad had to... Go some place else :D I'm not allowed to say yet. And I'm also not allowed to show any pictures from yesterday's outing. Well, there isn't much but there's a couple of pics I'm dying to show you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom said no... She said it's not the time yet. I don't understand but okaaaaaay... &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;*sigh*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5145165609031201563-413510790954710223?l=farica-godsend.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farica-godsend.blogspot.com/feeds/413510790954710223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5145165609031201563&amp;postID=413510790954710223&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5145165609031201563/posts/default/413510790954710223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5145165609031201563/posts/default/413510790954710223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farica-godsend.blogspot.com/2008/02/brrr.html' title='Brrr....'/><author><name>Si Baiyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13794004148473993855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pEjiezLVzlA/S44nLRmvxdI/AAAAAAAAAHM/T3Z-E5KxfDA/s1600-R/7932_172299805648_716735648_3538729_7221657_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5145165609031201563.post-7775463046316809834</id><published>2008-02-13T15:31:00.006+07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T00:01:19.032+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pregnancy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wuzzup doc'/><title type='text'>Yuhuuuu! *wave*</title><content type='html'>&lt;div  style="text-align: justify;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Heheh... Hi Dad! Hello Mom!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nice of you to spend your time and peek me again. I got a lot bigger, eh?! ;) You told me this morning to wake up at noon, so you could see me moving, Mom? Well, here I am :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pEjiezLVzlA/R7Ku-rz0wQI/AAAAAAAAABk/uNMHG9uzWp4/s1600-h/waving.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pEjiezLVzlA/R7Ku-rz0wQI/AAAAAAAAABk/uNMHG9uzWp4/s320/waving.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166384114482594050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5145165609031201563-7775463046316809834?l=farica-godsend.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farica-godsend.blogspot.com/feeds/7775463046316809834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5145165609031201563&amp;postID=7775463046316809834&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5145165609031201563/posts/default/7775463046316809834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5145165609031201563/posts/default/7775463046316809834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farica-godsend.blogspot.com/2008/02/yuhuuuuuu.html' title='Yuhuuuu! *wave*'/><author><name>Si Baiyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13794004148473993855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pEjiezLVzlA/S44nLRmvxdI/AAAAAAAAAHM/T3Z-E5KxfDA/s1600-R/7932_172299805648_716735648_3538729_7221657_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pEjiezLVzlA/R7Ku-rz0wQI/AAAAAAAAABk/uNMHG9uzWp4/s72-c/waving.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5145165609031201563.post-8015556313868068978</id><published>2008-02-02T14:47:00.005+07:00</published><updated>2008-02-13T16:04:17.943+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='whoopie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='prayer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>Party Time!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;My parents threw me a party!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: justify;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Altho... It was kinda strange coz there was no music. Parties should have some music, right? There were lots of food, but no music. At least not the kind of music my Dad likes to listen to :D There was this tune... Almost musical... And the lyric was in a strange language. Strange but not unfamiliar. Coz the language was actually the same with the one in my Mom's book, which she reads almost every night before going to bed. Wait... Wait a minute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(What, Mom? .... Oh... Okay :D)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ehm... Mom said it's in arabic &amp;amp; it called "prayers", not music :D And what Mom reads called The Koran.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, now I get it. All those people were praying for me. For my safety, my health, my well being. Altho I couldn't really understand half of what they're saying, but it was really nice of them to do all this for me. I did understand the prayers that my parents said for me. It was beautiful. My Mom wrote the last part by herself &amp;amp; she said it with full emotion, she almost cried. Dad? Well... Mom had to pinch Dad &amp;amp; whispered to him to slow down a bit hhkhkhkhkkhkkk... I think Dad was kinda embarrassed :p He's not into that kinda mushy stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The point is, I had fun! I ate a lot asinan, talked to my Grandma from Sukabumi, played with my cousins, Alyna, Kayla &amp;amp; Lawrence, &amp;amp; I got to see my big family, all in one place. After that, my Mom was very, very tired &amp;amp; decided to snooze for a little bit (which turned out to be almost 4 hours long :D)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here, I give you some pics from the party&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://images.farika.multiply.com/image/3/photos/32/400x400/3/munimedoa2.jpg?et=u5QRELJBu35eGyr1YCmyjg&amp;amp;nmid=81672776"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://images.farika.multiply.com/image/3/photos/32/400x400/3/munimedoa2.jpg?et=u5QRELJBu35eGyr1YCmyjg&amp;amp;nmid=81672776" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom &amp;amp; Dad, always giggling, hardly ever serious :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://images.farika.multiply.com/image/2/photos/32/400x400/17/hidajats1.jpg?et=WaNxAmHLjGnH%2BY1A7tT50Q&amp;amp;nmid=81672776"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://images.farika.multiply.com/image/2/photos/32/400x400/17/hidajats1.jpg?et=WaNxAmHLjGnH%2BY1A7tT50Q&amp;amp;nmid=81672776" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uncle Ferry, Auntie Renny, Mom, Uncle Harry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://images.farika.multiply.com/image/2/photos/32/400x400/21/muniparents.jpg?et=ukXINlusz5Jkaeqw5S4CAQ&amp;amp;nmid=81672776"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://images.farika.multiply.com/image/2/photos/32/400x400/21/muniparents.jpg?et=ukXINlusz5Jkaeqw5S4CAQ&amp;amp;nmid=81672776" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad, Opa. Neti&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, here's the prayer that my parents read for me. I hope it's useful for you (I skipped the arabic part for small creatures like me :D)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;Dengan menyebut nama Allah yg Maha Pengasih lagi Maha penyayang. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;Segala puji bagi Allah Tuhan seru sekalian alam&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;Ya Allah tambahkanlah kesejahteraan kepada penghulu kami &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;Nabi Muhammad SAW&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;Sebagai pengobat dan penawar hatiku&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;Penyehat dan penyegar badanku&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;Sebagai sinar dan cahaya pandangan mata&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;Sebagai penguat dan santapan rohani&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;Dan kepada keluarganya dan para sahabatnya &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;berikanlah keberkahan dan keselamatan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;Ya Allah, semoga Engkau lindungi bayi ini selama ada dalam kandungan ibunya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;Dan semoga Engkau memberikan kepada bayi dan ibunya, Allah yang memberi kesehatan. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;Tidak ada kesehatan selain kesehatan Allah, kesehatan yang tidak diakhiri dengan penyakit lain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;Ya Allah, semoga Engkau ciptakan bayi ini dalam kandungan ibunya dgn hati dan rupa yg bagus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;Dan semoga Engkau tanamkan hatinya bayi ini iman kepadaMu, ya Allah dan kepada Rasul Mu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;Ya Allah, semoga Engkau mengeluarkan bayi ini dari dalam kandungan ibunya pada waktu yg telah ditetapkan, dlm keadaan yg sehat dan selamat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;Ya Allah, semoga Engkau jadikan bayi ini sehat, sempurna, berakal cerdas dan mengerti dalam urusan agama&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;Ya Allah, semoga Engkau memberikan kepada bayi ini umur yang panjang, sehat jasmani dan rohani, bagus budi perangainya, fasih lisannya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;Serta bagus suaranya untuk membaca Al Quran&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;Dan tinggikanlah derajatnya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;Dan luaskanlah rizkinya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;Dan jadikanlah baginya, manusia yg sempurna, selamat di dunia dan akhirat.&lt;br /&gt;Dengan berkahnya Nabi besar Muhammad SAW dan segala puji bagi Allah Tuhan seru sekalian alam&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;Ya Tuhanku, sesungguhnya aku menazarkan kepada Engkau anak yang dalam kandunganku menjadi hamba yang shaleh dan berkhidmat. Karena itu terimalah (nazar) itu daripadaku. Sesungguhnya Engkaulah yang Maha Mengetahui. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;(QS. Ali Imran 35)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;Ya Allah berikanlah kepadaku dari sisiMu keturunan yang baik.&lt;br /&gt;Sesungguhnya Engkau adalah pendengar doa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;. (QS. Ali Imran 38)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;Ya Tuhanku jadikanlah aku dan anak cucuku orang- orang yang tetap mendirikan shalat.&lt;br /&gt;Ya Tuhan kami perkenankanlah doaku.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt; (QS. Ibrahim 40) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;Ya Allah yang maha kuasa &amp;amp; maha penyabar,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;Tolong berikanlah aku kesehatan, kekuatan, &amp;amp; kemudahan dalam menjalani kehamilan ini. Semoga Allah meridhai kehamilanku.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;Ya Allah yang maha pencipta, maha pembentuk &amp;amp; maha penyayang,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;Tolong jaga bayi kami. Izinkan dia tumbuh sehat &amp;amp; kuat di dalam rahimku. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;Sehingga atas izin-Mu, ia bisa menjadi anak yang shaleh, sehat, kuat, pintar, sabar, selalu dilimpahi rizki yang barokah, selamat dunia akhirat, sempurna lahir batin, tak kurang sesuatu apapun.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;Aaamin, aamin aamin yaa robbal aalamin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5145165609031201563-8015556313868068978?l=farica-godsend.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farica-godsend.blogspot.com/feeds/8015556313868068978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5145165609031201563&amp;postID=8015556313868068978&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5145165609031201563/posts/default/8015556313868068978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5145165609031201563/posts/default/8015556313868068978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farica-godsend.blogspot.com/2008/02/party-time.html' title='Party Time!'/><author><name>Si Baiyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13794004148473993855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pEjiezLVzlA/S44nLRmvxdI/AAAAAAAAAHM/T3Z-E5KxfDA/s1600-R/7932_172299805648_716735648_3538729_7221657_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5145165609031201563.post-6457550862201373289</id><published>2008-02-01T12:44:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T00:01:19.393+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daddy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='whoopie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pregnancy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wuzzup doc'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mommy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='week 14'/><title type='text'>Welcome Honeymoon Stage of Pregnancy!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div  style="text-align: justify;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Yeeeeah!! Today I'm 14 weeks old!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We celebrated it by going to the doctor :D Mom &amp;amp; Dad were, of course, very excited. They've been waiting for this day to come. To... You know :) See me again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sadly, Dr. Muharam wasn't there becoz his mother's house got flooded or something. It took almost 3 hours for us to get to the hospital by car. The traffic was so bad becoz of the rain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Long story short, there she was, my Mom, jumped right on the patient's bed, after reporting to the new doctor that she had nothing to complain about. She just wanted to see me :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This doctor spent some time to find me. I was sleeping tho. All the rocking from the long bumpy ride made me just want to snuggle inside my Mom's womb and sleep heheheh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, all the doctor could get from me were these :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pEjiezLVzlA/R6f8tG41gMI/AAAAAAAAABM/uf4HD5j_bW0/s1600-h/kepala.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pEjiezLVzlA/R6f8tG41gMI/AAAAAAAAABM/uf4HD5j_bW0/s320/kepala.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163373349676875970" border="0" /&gt;    &lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pEjiezLVzlA/R6f9w241gOI/AAAAAAAAABc/bzUkLf1PAYg/s1600-h/tulpa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pEjiezLVzlA/R6f9w241gOI/AAAAAAAAABc/bzUkLf1PAYg/s320/tulpa.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163374513613013218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry, Mom... I know you wanted to see my  face. But I also know that knowing that I'm healthy have also made your day :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry, Dad... I know you would be more ecstatic if I had shown you some of my new dance moves (the ones that I probably inherited from you :p)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's just say today's peek was a teaser, as you advertising people would say. See?!? All I needed was one meeting. I'm a fast learner, Mom :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5145165609031201563-6457550862201373289?l=farica-godsend.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farica-godsend.blogspot.com/feeds/6457550862201373289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5145165609031201563&amp;postID=6457550862201373289&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5145165609031201563/posts/default/6457550862201373289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5145165609031201563/posts/default/6457550862201373289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farica-godsend.blogspot.com/2008/02/welcome-honeymoon-stage-of-pregnancy.html' title='Welcome Honeymoon Stage of Pregnancy!!!'/><author><name>Si Baiyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13794004148473993855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pEjiezLVzlA/S44nLRmvxdI/AAAAAAAAAHM/T3Z-E5KxfDA/s1600-R/7932_172299805648_716735648_3538729_7221657_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pEjiezLVzlA/R6f8tG41gMI/AAAAAAAAABM/uf4HD5j_bW0/s72-c/kepala.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5145165609031201563.post-5930415093542292171</id><published>2008-01-29T11:48:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2008-02-05T12:44:01.756+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mommy'/><title type='text'>What's A Meeting?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I thought a meeting is where you supposed to get serious. Wear serious clothes, talk serious things, like the global warming or sumthin'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But from what I've heard today, at my Mom's 1st meeting after a loong time, nothing indicated something serious. What I heard was just her telling children stories to a bunch of strangers, adults. A couple of them talked funny, too. Mom said they're japanese (whatever that is)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5145165609031201563-5930415093542292171?l=farica-godsend.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farica-godsend.blogspot.com/feeds/5930415093542292171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5145165609031201563&amp;postID=5930415093542292171&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5145165609031201563/posts/default/5930415093542292171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5145165609031201563/posts/default/5930415093542292171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farica-godsend.blogspot.com/2008/01/whats-meeting.html' title='What&apos;s A Meeting?'/><author><name>Si Baiyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13794004148473993855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pEjiezLVzlA/S44nLRmvxdI/AAAAAAAAAHM/T3Z-E5KxfDA/s1600-R/7932_172299805648_716735648_3538729_7221657_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5145165609031201563.post-649963379720441026</id><published>2008-01-26T01:23:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2008-01-27T01:27:12.898+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='eeeks'/><title type='text'>HOLY ....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div  style="text-align: justify;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;WHAT IS THAT SCARY THING IN YOUR MOUTH, MOM???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HEY, LADY! GET THAT THING OFF OF MY MOM'S TEETH AND STOP DRILLING HER, FOR GOD'S SAKE!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, Mom! Why does a person has to go to the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;DENTIST&lt;/span&gt;??? And why do YOU have to? I mean, come on!!! Dentists must be the scariest people in the world!! They have those weird, scary, metal things and they mess with your mouth and teeth! I know I haven't been "around" and spend time outside your womb yet, but even from where I am today, I can tell that Dentist = Bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And what I just can't get is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHY ON EARTH do you have to come back to that mean lady and sit on that strange chair &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;AGAIN&lt;/span&gt; next week???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why???? Why????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5145165609031201563-649963379720441026?l=farica-godsend.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farica-godsend.blogspot.com/feeds/649963379720441026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5145165609031201563&amp;postID=649963379720441026&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5145165609031201563/posts/default/649963379720441026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5145165609031201563/posts/default/649963379720441026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farica-godsend.blogspot.com/2008/01/holy.html' title='HOLY ....'/><author><name>Si Baiyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13794004148473993855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pEjiezLVzlA/S44nLRmvxdI/AAAAAAAAAHM/T3Z-E5KxfDA/s1600-R/7932_172299805648_716735648_3538729_7221657_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5145165609031201563.post-4155568516945968788</id><published>2008-01-25T01:01:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2008-01-27T01:28:25.867+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='week 13'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mommy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='eeeks'/><title type='text'>Errr....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div  style="text-align: justify;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Mom...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't think I like your &lt;a href="http://farika-rezina.blogspot.com/2008/01/back-from-hibernation.html"&gt;new desk&lt;/a&gt; at the office :( I know I've only spend like an hour or so on you old one, but the new one is terrible!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's old. It's dusty. It's dirty and it makes your nose stuffy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't mean to increase your worries (like it's possible :p), but your new desk could worsen your allergies. You could sneeze every day and God forbid, you could get sick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you HAD to stay there, I guess you should find a way to make it better. For you and for me, of course. And I know you HATE dusting but I think it's the only way. Can you ask someone to do it for you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The cool part of today was, I really like your friends. They're friendly and they seemed to care about you (and me!) a lot :p And it's really nice to see so many different people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not that I have enough of you and Dad, of course :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5145165609031201563-4155568516945968788?l=farica-godsend.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farica-godsend.blogspot.com/feeds/4155568516945968788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5145165609031201563&amp;postID=4155568516945968788&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5145165609031201563/posts/default/4155568516945968788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5145165609031201563/posts/default/4155568516945968788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farica-godsend.blogspot.com/2008/01/errr.html' title='Errr....'/><author><name>Si Baiyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13794004148473993855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pEjiezLVzlA/S44nLRmvxdI/AAAAAAAAAHM/T3Z-E5KxfDA/s1600-R/7932_172299805648_716735648_3538729_7221657_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5145165609031201563.post-3607697040571709359</id><published>2008-01-24T11:23:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2008-01-24T11:48:30.225+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>My Other Cousins</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Have I told you about my other cousins, Kayla and Dima? I haven't?? Hmm... Well, actually they live in Ottawa, Canada, and now they're visiting me, along with their parents, my Auntie Renny and Uncle Eko.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've seen them a couple of times since they're here and I had a great time. Kayla is a very sweet girl. I think she's 8 years old and Dima is... 1,5? Dima is very, very cute. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Mom says when I grow up, I should be as pretty and smart as Namira and Alyna, as sweet and polite as Kayla, and as cute and friendly as Dima :p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gee, Mom... That's a lot of thing to ask from a baby heheheh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Too bad that Kayla and Dima will be here only until 8th February. Mom promised me that if I behaved, there's a chance I could visit them in Ottawa one day ;) I haven't heard any promise from Dad tho and it's kinda important since HE is the man of the house :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5145165609031201563-3607697040571709359?l=farica-godsend.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farica-godsend.blogspot.com/feeds/3607697040571709359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5145165609031201563&amp;postID=3607697040571709359&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5145165609031201563/posts/default/3607697040571709359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5145165609031201563/posts/default/3607697040571709359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farica-godsend.blogspot.com/2008/01/my-other-cousins.html' title='My Other Cousins'/><author><name>Si Baiyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13794004148473993855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pEjiezLVzlA/S44nLRmvxdI/AAAAAAAAAHM/T3Z-E5KxfDA/s1600-R/7932_172299805648_716735648_3538729_7221657_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5145165609031201563.post-2734386271280869839</id><published>2008-01-23T14:07:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2008-01-23T14:31:24.464+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='week 13'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pregnancy'/><title type='text'>13 and Counting...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I'm in my 13th weeks. 1 more week to go, then I'll be in my 2nd trimester. Insya Allah, like Mom always says.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So far, I think things are pretty good. Mom doesn't get nauseous too often anymore. She gets easily tired tho... Still sleeps a lot. But she said it's probably becoz she's always been a major sleepyhead :p Poor Mom... For someone who like to sleep a lot, she sure doesn't get it enough these days. To pee or not to pee, she still wakes up many times in the middle of the night. She also has a hard time to find the most comfy way to sleep. And I'm not THAT big yet :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The highlight of these last few weeks is a book that my Auntie Renny brought from Canada. &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/What-Expect-Youre-Expecting-Third/dp/0761121323"&gt;What To Expect When You're Expecting&lt;/a&gt;. It's Mom's "bible" now :D Every pain, every weirdness, every worry, every time she wants to know about every thing, she looks it up in that book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;What I'm doing so far according to the brainy people in www.pregnancy.org :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;center  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;h4&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Week Thirteen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;/center&gt; &lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span class="manet"&gt; &lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your infant is about 2.91 inches (7.4cm) and weighs around 0.81 ounce (23gm)&lt;/b&gt; - This is about the same weight as 4 quarters. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;If you could peek in again you may spot your baby as &lt;b&gt;he begins to practice inhaling and exhaling movements&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;Eyes and ears continue to move and develop&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;Baby's neck is getting longer&lt;/b&gt;, and the chin no longer is resting on his chest &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;Her hands are becoming more functional&lt;/b&gt; - Your baby may find it comforting to start playing with her fist. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;At this point all nourishment is received from the placenta&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;On your next doctor visit you should be able to hear heartbeat with a Doppler by now&lt;/b&gt; - (Don't worry though if you can't, the heartbeat can be confirmed through U/S). Your baby's heartbeat is much rapider than your own and may remind you of the race towards birth that he is running! &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="manet"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;And this would be my latest look:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.pregnancy.org/images/pregnancy/pregnancycalendar/newcalpics/13wk125.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 93px; height: 146px;" src="http://www.pregnancy.org/images/pregnancy/pregnancycalendar/newcalpics/13wk125.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;I hope I can give you my real pic by the end of next week. Wish me luck :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5145165609031201563-2734386271280869839?l=farica-godsend.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farica-godsend.blogspot.com/feeds/2734386271280869839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5145165609031201563&amp;postID=2734386271280869839&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5145165609031201563/posts/default/2734386271280869839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5145165609031201563/posts/default/2734386271280869839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farica-godsend.blogspot.com/2008/01/13-and-counting.html' title='13 and Counting...'/><author><name>Si Baiyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13794004148473993855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pEjiezLVzlA/S44nLRmvxdI/AAAAAAAAAHM/T3Z-E5KxfDA/s1600-R/7932_172299805648_716735648_3538729_7221657_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5145165609031201563.post-3980200828715037332</id><published>2008-01-16T12:56:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2008-01-16T13:00:00.615+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='week 11'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pregnancy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='week 12'/><title type='text'>Woops!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;I missed a week &amp;amp; now I'm in my 12 weeks already :D&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Mom said when I'm in my 2nd trimester, I can skip the weekly progress &amp;amp; continue with monthly if I want to. Sure, Mom. You know I love to write just as much as you do :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div  style="text-align: justify;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;What I'm doing so far according to the brainy people in www.pregnancy.org :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;center&gt;&lt;h4&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Week Eleven&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;/center&gt;  &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="manet"&gt; &lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;Nearly all structures and organs are formed&lt;/b&gt; and beginning to function.  &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;Fingers and toes have separated&lt;/b&gt; - Take a glimpse at how incredibly precious your child's tiny feet are at this point.  &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;Hair and nails begin to grow&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;The genitals begin to take on the proper gender characteristics&lt;/b&gt; - It will be just a few more weeks before your &lt;a href="http://www.pregnancy.org/ultrasound.php"&gt;ultrasound&lt;/a&gt; can show if you are having a boy or a girl! Have you been dreaming of pink or blue?  &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;Amniotic fluid begins to accumulate as the kidneys begin to function&lt;/b&gt; - This fluid, consisting primarily of water, helps provide a cushion for your baby while she's nestled within your womb. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;The muscles in the intestinal walls begin to practice contractions that digest food.&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your baby is about 1.61 inches (4.1 cm) long and weighs 0.25 ounce (7gm)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;h4  style="text-align: center;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Week Twelve&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h4&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span class="manet"&gt; &lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;Vocal cords begin to form&lt;/b&gt; - While perhaps not quite ready to be introduced to the nearest opera stage, your infant will use these immediately following the moment of birth. Bet you can't wait to hear that first cry! &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Those precious &lt;b&gt;eyes begin to move closer together&lt;/b&gt; - Are you wondering if he will have mommy's crystal green eyes, daddy's laughing brown ones, or maybe out of the gene pool will emerge grandma's clear blue! &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ears shift to their normal place on the side of the head&lt;/b&gt;   &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;Intestines move farther in to your child's body&lt;/b&gt;  &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;His or her liver begins to function&lt;/b&gt; - Responsible for cleansing the blood, storing nutrients, and providing needed chemicals, this is an important event! &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;The pancreas begins to produce insulin&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Guess what? &lt;b&gt;Your baby's average size is now at a whopping length: 2.13 inches (5.4cm) and weight: 0.49 ounce (14gm)&lt;/b&gt;  &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="manet"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;And this would be my latest look:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.pregnancy.org/images/pregnancy/pregnancycalendar/12week125.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://www.pregnancy.org/images/pregnancy/pregnancycalendar/12week125.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="manet"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;This picture... It looks so... Mystical :D :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5145165609031201563-3980200828715037332?l=farica-godsend.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farica-godsend.blogspot.com/feeds/3980200828715037332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5145165609031201563&amp;postID=3980200828715037332&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5145165609031201563/posts/default/3980200828715037332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5145165609031201563/posts/default/3980200828715037332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farica-godsend.blogspot.com/2008/01/woops.html' title='Woops!'/><author><name>Si Baiyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13794004148473993855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pEjiezLVzlA/S44nLRmvxdI/AAAAAAAAAHM/T3Z-E5KxfDA/s1600-R/7932_172299805648_716735648_3538729_7221657_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5145165609031201563.post-2095718915070048531</id><published>2008-01-10T03:03:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2008-01-15T16:12:32.840+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pregnancy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mommy'/><title type='text'>Mom's Cure For Insomnia</title><content type='html'>&lt;div  style="text-align: justify;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;It's late... Really late. Dad's sleeping, snoring to be exact hkhkhkhk... Mom... She did sleep for couple of hours but then she woke up. She does that a lot these last few days. I don't know why. She would have trouble sleeping afterwards. Her eyes would open wide and her mind would wandering around like crazy. Then, when she thinks that enough is enough, she would try very hard to sleep but  sadly often failed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But one night, she found the perfect way to sleep comfortably again. She would snuggle &amp;amp; hug Dad from behind, placed her hand successfully inside Dad's shirt &amp;amp; felt his warm belly, and... (this is the best part!), Mom would gently press her belly, right where she thinks I would be, on Dad's back...or bouncy behind :p And then... She would smile and fall to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom said, the whole thing makes her feel safe and happy. Safe becoz she has Dad in her arms and happy becoz I would be physically as close as possible to Dad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm... You're right, Mom! I do feel very safe, very comfy, and ver...r.rr....y..sleep...zzzz....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5145165609031201563-2095718915070048531?l=farica-godsend.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farica-godsend.blogspot.com/feeds/2095718915070048531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5145165609031201563&amp;postID=2095718915070048531&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5145165609031201563/posts/default/2095718915070048531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5145165609031201563/posts/default/2095718915070048531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farica-godsend.blogspot.com/2008/01/moms-cure-for-insomnia.html' title='Mom&apos;s Cure For Insomnia'/><author><name>Si Baiyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13794004148473993855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pEjiezLVzlA/S44nLRmvxdI/AAAAAAAAAHM/T3Z-E5KxfDA/s1600-R/7932_172299805648_716735648_3538729_7221657_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5145165609031201563.post-5756543232995145586</id><published>2008-01-09T17:33:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2008-01-14T21:48:09.402+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='whoopie'/><title type='text'>Hello, Hello!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div  style="text-align: justify;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Wow... So many new faces :D I guess that would mean only ONE thing:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;I've been finally announced to the world!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Read the not-so-secret-anymore-thanks-to-Dad announcement &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farika-rezina.blogspot.com/2008/01/alhamdulillah.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;:p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5145165609031201563-5756543232995145586?l=farica-godsend.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farica-godsend.blogspot.com/feeds/5756543232995145586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5145165609031201563&amp;postID=5756543232995145586&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5145165609031201563/posts/default/5756543232995145586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5145165609031201563/posts/default/5756543232995145586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farica-godsend.blogspot.com/2008/01/hello-hello.html' title='Hello, Hello!'/><author><name>Si Baiyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13794004148473993855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pEjiezLVzlA/S44nLRmvxdI/AAAAAAAAAHM/T3Z-E5KxfDA/s1600-R/7932_172299805648_716735648_3538729_7221657_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5145165609031201563.post-580342227190932876</id><published>2008-01-05T21:04:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T00:01:19.589+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daddy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pregnancy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mommy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='week 10'/><title type='text'>Happy Parents</title><content type='html'>&lt;div  style="text-align: justify;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Okay, my parents are officially easily amused people. All I had to do to make their day was by moving my body, my legs, &amp;amp; my hands. That's it. And they were completely overwhelmed. They kept staring at me and...happy! Seriously, I don't understand what the fuss is all about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Dad eyes' were glowing, full of amazement (which Mom claims she has never seen Dad's eyes quite like THAT before, ever!) &amp;amp; he had a wide, disbelief grin on his face. Oh yeah &amp;amp; he kept saying &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Lucu yah?!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Mom was... Well, being Mom :p She's always been easier to be amused than Dad. So, it was a no brainer that she would spend the rest of the day feeling all cheery &amp;amp; happy after seeing me. Especially seeing me MOVED. So, for sure, no nausea, no headaches, no bad mood swings for today, guaranteed!!! :p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Yeah, we went to the doctor today &amp;amp; it was the first time that my parents saw me more than just a "blob", as Angelina Jolie would say :D They could see my big head, my tummy, my hands and my legs. I was minding my own business, playing with my hands, dancing to my own tune, when suddenly I heard the doctor say &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Looks like it's playing guitar."&lt;/span&gt; Then he measured me from head to butt (was it my butt?) &amp;amp; took my picture. 32.7mm, people! Yup, that's me! And 2 weeks ago I was only 12mm. My heart was pumping really fast too. Then I heard Mom saying &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Do it again, Doc! I want to see it move again!!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Gee, Mom... Patience, will you :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;I felt kinda exposed tho. So I decided to stay really still. Then Mr. Doctor shaked Mom's belly so that I would move again &amp;amp; make Mom happy. Mom was kinda worried all that shaking would hurt me tho. So, at some point she told the doctor to stop. Mmm... Not that I don't want to make you &amp;amp; Dad happy, Mom. But, I didn't feel like "clubbing" anymore. It's okay, isn't it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Now, I'm sleepy &amp;amp; I'm sure you're tired too from today's excitement. Dad's in the office. Again :( So, I think you should drink some milk, eat some ice cream, take some rest &amp;amp; you'll be fresh when Dad comes home. How about it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Mom?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Mom??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;MOM! Quit staring at my pic &amp;amp; rest already!!! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pEjiezLVzlA/R3-h9N5rb-I/AAAAAAAAAA8/tlhOPEBZmyI/s1600-h/dancing+jelly+bean.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pEjiezLVzlA/R3-h9N5rb-I/AAAAAAAAAA8/tlhOPEBZmyI/s400/dancing+jelly+bean.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152014571810811874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5145165609031201563-580342227190932876?l=farica-godsend.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farica-godsend.blogspot.com/feeds/580342227190932876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5145165609031201563&amp;postID=580342227190932876&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5145165609031201563/posts/default/580342227190932876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5145165609031201563/posts/default/580342227190932876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farica-godsend.blogspot.com/2008/01/happy-parents.html' title='Happy Parents'/><author><name>Si Baiyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13794004148473993855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pEjiezLVzlA/S44nLRmvxdI/AAAAAAAAAHM/T3Z-E5KxfDA/s1600-R/7932_172299805648_716735648_3538729_7221657_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pEjiezLVzlA/R3-h9N5rb-I/AAAAAAAAAA8/tlhOPEBZmyI/s72-c/dancing+jelly+bean.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5145165609031201563.post-8174556481075987326</id><published>2008-01-02T21:03:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2008-01-23T14:36:29.730+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pregnancy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='week 10'/><title type='text'>My Name Is.... Fetus :p</title><content type='html'>&lt;div  style="text-align: justify;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I'm 10!!!! 10 weeks that is :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;What I'm doing so far according to the brainy people in www.pregnancy.org :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;h4&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Week Ten&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;/center&gt; &lt;span class="manet"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;Baby is now called a fetus&lt;/b&gt; in "medical terms". You, however, may have chosen the name "peanut," "angel," "jumping bean" or simply "miracle." &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;The most critical part of your infant's development is complete&lt;/b&gt;. Now you are headed into a period of rapid growth. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;While a bit strange to envision, &lt;b&gt;your baby's head is now about half its length&lt;/b&gt; - Soon the rest of the body's growth will catch up but this area is prepared to keep up with the rapid brain development! &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;Eyelids fuse shut and irises begin to develop&lt;/b&gt; - Eye color is also determined by this point.  &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;Placenta begins to function this week or next&lt;/b&gt; - The placenta is the organ responsible for both the provision of nutrients along with the removal of waste to keep your baby growing strong! &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your baby will be about 1.22 inch long (3.1cm) and weigh 0.14 ounce (4gm) at the end of this week&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="manet"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;And this would be my latest look:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.pregnancy.org/images/articles/ten_weeks125.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://www.pregnancy.org/images/articles/ten_weeks125.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Umm.. Mom... I'll be...chubbier later, right Mom?? :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5145165609031201563-8174556481075987326?l=farica-godsend.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farica-godsend.blogspot.com/feeds/8174556481075987326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5145165609031201563&amp;postID=8174556481075987326&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5145165609031201563/posts/default/8174556481075987326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5145165609031201563/posts/default/8174556481075987326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farica-godsend.blogspot.com/2008/01/1-3-5-10.html' title='My Name Is.... Fetus :p'/><author><name>Si Baiyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13794004148473993855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pEjiezLVzlA/S44nLRmvxdI/AAAAAAAAAHM/T3Z-E5KxfDA/s1600-R/7932_172299805648_716735648_3538729_7221657_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5145165609031201563.post-825380633216288802</id><published>2008-01-01T21:04:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2008-01-05T21:54:17.365+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='whoopie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holiday'/><title type='text'>Happy New Year 2008!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://graphics8.nytimes.com/images/blogs/travelqa/posts/meshon-nyt-dinsey.190.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://graphics8.nytimes.com/images/blogs/travelqa/posts/meshon-nyt-dinsey.190.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: justify;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Holidays!! Again! I loooove holidays! Coz I get to spend more time with Dad &amp;amp; he would take me to new places. The highlight of this holiday was the New Year's eve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad took us to The Ritz Carlton, which is Mom's favorite. Yeah, Dad always lets Mom choose pretty much of everything when it comes to spending holidays. He loves her that much, I guess. But Mom says it's becoz Dad is lazy &amp;amp; lack of romance ;))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Either way, I had a lot of fun, slept on an extremely comfy bed, &amp;amp; had delicious, lavish New Year's Eve dinner. We spent the night locked up in the room. Dad ate all the ice cream &amp;amp; played CS almost the whole time (teach me later, will you Dad? :p) &amp;amp; did manage to make Mom some tea a couple of times... On her demand :D Mom watched TV &amp;amp; later the two of us were watching the fireworks at midnight. It was nice to see all the fireworks in the city from 17th floor. No need to get wet from the rain &amp;amp; no need to be stuck at traffic. Overall it was fun tho not spectacular. I'm just happy to have spend it with my parents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder where they would take me next year.... That happy, happy, dreamy land called Disneyland maybe? :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5145165609031201563-825380633216288802?l=farica-godsend.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farica-godsend.blogspot.com/feeds/825380633216288802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5145165609031201563&amp;postID=825380633216288802&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5145165609031201563/posts/default/825380633216288802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5145165609031201563/posts/default/825380633216288802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farica-godsend.blogspot.com/2008/01/happy-new-year-2008.html' title='Happy New Year 2008!!'/><author><name>Si Baiyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13794004148473993855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pEjiezLVzlA/S44nLRmvxdI/AAAAAAAAAHM/T3Z-E5KxfDA/s1600-R/7932_172299805648_716735648_3538729_7221657_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5145165609031201563.post-4741406645761479488</id><published>2007-12-26T18:06:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2007-12-26T18:12:58.365+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='week 9'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pregnancy'/><title type='text'>9 Down, 31 To Go</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;What I'm doing so far according to the brainy people in www.pregnancy.org :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;h4&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Week Nine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;/center&gt;  &lt;span class="manet"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;Baby has begun movement&lt;/b&gt; - While still too small for you to feel, your little one is wriggling, shifting, and dancing already! Makes you almost wish for a window to peek in whenever you want! &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;Most joints are formed now&lt;/b&gt; - and trust that your little one is practicing bending and flexing. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;Fetus will curve its fingers around an object placed in the palm of its hand&lt;/b&gt; - This is amazing to see! At only nine weeks, if you happen to have an ultrasound, you may observe your infant fascinated by everything he or she can lay their fingers on (mainly other fingers, toes, ears and nose! &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;Fingerprints are already evident in the skin&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;Average size this week -- length 0.9 inch (2.3cm), weight 0.07 ounce (2gm)&lt;/b&gt;  &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="manet" style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;And this would be my latest look:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.pregnancy.org/images/pregnancy/pregnancycalendar/twinB.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://www.pregnancy.org/images/pregnancy/pregnancycalendar/twinB.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm "clubbing" &amp;amp; my parents doesn't know it :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5145165609031201563-4741406645761479488?l=farica-godsend.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farica-godsend.blogspot.com/feeds/4741406645761479488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5145165609031201563&amp;postID=4741406645761479488&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5145165609031201563/posts/default/4741406645761479488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5145165609031201563/posts/default/4741406645761479488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farica-godsend.blogspot.com/2007/12/9-down-31-to-go.html' title='9 Down, 31 To Go'/><author><name>Si Baiyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13794004148473993855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pEjiezLVzlA/S44nLRmvxdI/AAAAAAAAAHM/T3Z-E5KxfDA/s1600-R/7932_172299805648_716735648_3538729_7221657_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5145165609031201563.post-8170186226050622323</id><published>2007-12-25T16:35:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2007-12-26T18:01:44.597+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pregnancy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='week 8'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holiday'/><title type='text'>Busy Baby Bee</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I just spent my first awesome holiday with my parents. No, we didn't go to cool, exotic places like Disney World or The Universal Studios (yet). Why was is awesome? Well, 1st of all, I got to spend a lot of time with my Dad. 2nd, we went out EVERYDAY!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We dined out, we shopped (Dad did most of the shopping but it felt the same for me :D), we hung out, just having a good time. We also went out with Uncle Ijul, Auntie Dewi, Uncle Erick &amp;amp; Auntie Uchie to PIM 2 &amp;amp; ate some delicious roast duck at Duck King. On 23rd December, we ate more delicious roast duck to celebrate my Grandma Henny's Bday. My pretty cousins were there too, Namira &amp;amp; Alyna.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, I accompanied Dad on his quest to be fit everyday (meaning slimmer, 6-packs and all :D) Every time he did some exercise down stairs with his big cycling thingy, I sat there with Mom &amp;amp; we would watched some movies together. When Mom &amp;amp; I got tired, we slept beside Dad, who couldn't get his eyes &amp;amp; hands off of his Tropico The Pirate Cove campaign. The game's theme song become my first lullaby. I think I'm still hearing the song in my head as we speak...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight was our last holiday boo hoo... We went to Kemang to get Mom something to eat. It's kinda hard to find coz she didn't know exactly what she wanted. Finally, she settled for a big plate of delicious Salmon Fried Rice at Dim Sum Festival. Dad didn't eat a thing becoz of his diet. Well, he did eat a spoon of the fried rice hkhkhkhkkk... I don't blame him. It's quite delicious. Afterwards we looked for some DVDs. Before we went home, Mom &amp;amp; Dad met their mutual friend. Shocking to Mom, right in the middle of a harmless chit-chat, Dad put his hand on me &amp;amp; proudly told his friend that Mom is pregnant!!! Hahahaha! Mom was shocked &amp;amp; proud of Dad in the same time. Shocked becoz Dad unrevealed this supposedly 3-month secret AGAIN &amp;amp; proud becoz Dad was so cute when he flaunted me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So... Does it mean that I'm no longer a secret, Mom?? Can I say hi to all your friends now?? :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5145165609031201563-8170186226050622323?l=farica-godsend.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farica-godsend.blogspot.com/feeds/8170186226050622323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5145165609031201563&amp;postID=8170186226050622323&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5145165609031201563/posts/default/8170186226050622323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5145165609031201563/posts/default/8170186226050622323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farica-godsend.blogspot.com/2007/12/busy-baby-bee.html' title='Busy Baby Bee'/><author><name>Si Baiyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13794004148473993855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pEjiezLVzlA/S44nLRmvxdI/AAAAAAAAAHM/T3Z-E5KxfDA/s1600-R/7932_172299805648_716735648_3538729_7221657_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5145165609031201563.post-3176824246723435215</id><published>2007-12-21T13:29:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T00:01:20.304+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pregnancy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wuzzup doc'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='week 8'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mommy'/><title type='text'>Excuses, Excuses</title><content type='html'>&lt;div  style="text-align: justify;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Mom's having the flu for the days now. It's getting better since she constantly "bugging" the doctor &amp;amp; asked for what kind of medicine she should take. Luckily, Doctor Muharam is a patient man :p But today, Mom decided to pay him a visit after all. Her excuse to Dad was she's afraid that her flu is going to harm me. Tsk... :) Come oooon... Mom! I know you want to see me :p Just tell Dad the truth. I'm sure he's also aware of your trick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: justify;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But we went to the doctor anyway. Dad couldn't be there since he had to make a presentation. Mom didn't mind to wait for hours &amp;amp; ride a cab home. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Make sure it's a Mercedes Silverbird!"&lt;/span&gt;, Dad reminded Mom again and again. And, like I already suspected, the one thing Mom looked forward to was the USG. She didn't bother to tell the doctor how she really felt. She just said, her nose is still runny &amp;amp; she sneezes a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And there I was on the monitor. 12mm long with a rapidly blinking heart. Can you relax a little bit now, Mom? :) Told you I'm okay. Now, don't forget to show my pic to Dad ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pEjiezLVzlA/R20Fld5rb8I/AAAAAAAAAAs/eMDH72EpW8s/s1600-h/8weeks.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pEjiezLVzlA/R20Fld5rb8I/AAAAAAAAAAs/eMDH72EpW8s/s200/8weeks.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146776090394193858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah... It's also my 8th week. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;What I'm doing so far according to the brainy people in www.pregnancy.org :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;h4&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Week Eight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;/center&gt; &lt;span class="manet"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Cartilage and bones begin to form - At the end of this week your baby will have already completed 1/5th of the journey 'til his birthday! &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The basic structure of the eye is well underway - The position is more "newborn" like already! &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The tongue begins to develop &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Intestines move out of the umbilical cord into the abdomen. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Body grows and makes room - Two months along and this little one is growing inside and out by leaps and bounds!  &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The fingers and toes have appeared but are webbed and short &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Baby's length (crown to rump) is 0.61 inch (1.6cm) and weight is 0.04 ounce (1gm) &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="manet"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;And this is supposed to be my latest look in much bigger view:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="manet"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.pregnancy.org/images/pregnancy/pregnancycalendar/8week120.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://www.pregnancy.org/images/pregnancy/pregnancycalendar/8week120.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I look like an alien in a time capsule :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5145165609031201563-3176824246723435215?l=farica-godsend.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farica-godsend.blogspot.com/feeds/3176824246723435215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5145165609031201563&amp;postID=3176824246723435215&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5145165609031201563/posts/default/3176824246723435215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5145165609031201563/posts/default/3176824246723435215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farica-godsend.blogspot.com/2007/12/excuses-excuses.html' title='Excuses, Excuses'/><author><name>Si Baiyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13794004148473993855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pEjiezLVzlA/S44nLRmvxdI/AAAAAAAAAHM/T3Z-E5KxfDA/s1600-R/7932_172299805648_716735648_3538729_7221657_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pEjiezLVzlA/R20Fld5rb8I/AAAAAAAAAAs/eMDH72EpW8s/s72-c/8weeks.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5145165609031201563.post-1429746594478209018</id><published>2007-12-17T13:21:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T00:01:20.480+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daddy'/><title type='text'>MY Dad</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pEjiezLVzlA/R2Ydct5rb5I/AAAAAAAAAAU/CPkKjF6qB0w/s1600-h/balu.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pEjiezLVzlA/R2Ydct5rb5I/AAAAAAAAAAU/CPkKjF6qB0w/s200/balu.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144832003512430482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;This is my Dad :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: justify;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom says sometimes Dad seems to forget that I'm in Mom's belly now. She says maybe it's because her belly isn't showing a really big difference now. Or... It's because he hasn't rrrrreally see me in front of his eyes and hold me in his arms yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes it makes Mom sad and panicked. Especially whenever Dad is about to hug her tightly or jumps on the bed and buries his head on Mom's belly. Oh yeah, Mom says Dad is a very spoiled husband and she's been spoiling him like no other. Maybe he's afraid that Mom is going to spoil me more than him so he kinda "refused" the truth that I'm here now hkhkhkhkk...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, my Dad may not say or show it often enough, but I can tell that he's happy and as much as excited as Mom does, about expecting me :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like, he said he couldn't wait for another month to tell his friends that Mommy's pregnant and finally spilled the beans to Uncle Ardhi, his long time friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or like this morning, when he woke up and Mom was still sleeping, Dad hugged Mommy. A second later he placed his big, soft, strong hand on me. Very, very gently. You're right, Mom. Dad feels very warm and comfy :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when he's about to go to the office, he kissed Mommy AND ME! Heheh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, afterwards, still driving in his car, he called Mommy a couple of times, just to say that he wanted to talk to ME, not Mommy :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I'm not worried that Dad loves me less than Mom.&lt;br /&gt;I'm not worried at all :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5145165609031201563-1429746594478209018?l=farica-godsend.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farica-godsend.blogspot.com/feeds/1429746594478209018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5145165609031201563&amp;postID=1429746594478209018&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5145165609031201563/posts/default/1429746594478209018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5145165609031201563/posts/default/1429746594478209018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farica-godsend.blogspot.com/2007/12/my-dad.html' title='MY Dad'/><author><name>Si Baiyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13794004148473993855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pEjiezLVzlA/S44nLRmvxdI/AAAAAAAAAHM/T3Z-E5KxfDA/s1600-R/7932_172299805648_716735648_3538729_7221657_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pEjiezLVzlA/R2Ydct5rb5I/AAAAAAAAAAU/CPkKjF6qB0w/s72-c/balu.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5145165609031201563.post-5530749262576167662</id><published>2007-12-15T23:07:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2007-12-17T19:28:10.558+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='whoopie'/><title type='text'>Fun Day!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div  style="text-align: justify;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Another Saturday, another FUN DAY!! A long one too! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to JDC to look for some dining chairs. Unfortunately, there isn't anything that we really liked &amp;amp; since Dad kept pushing us to go to Grand Indonesia, we left JDC empty handed yet full bellied :D Before we go, Mom got hungry and decided to eat in a small cafe inside JDC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The minute we arrived in Grand Indonesia, Dad offered Mom Baskin &amp;amp; Robbin's. Since he seemed to know the way very well, Mom followed him trustingly while imagining the deliciousness of Mint Choco ice cream. But minutes after, I finally understand what Mom meant by saying that Dad is a tricky person :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He led us to Energie store!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;* A quick note: My Dad is a fashionista &amp;amp; a shopaholic :p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, THAT'S why he kept on hurrying us to go to Grand Indonesia!! Mom didn't seem very surprised, of course :D She just sighed, worrying that Dad is going to spend a lot of money for a pair of jeans and sat on a chair while Dad is trying on hundreds of jeans. Okay, I was exaggerating. 5 to be exact. But it did feel like 100 :D There's also Miss Sixty in the same store. But Mom didn't see any reason why she should browse for expensive tees or jeans since she's going to get bigger &amp;amp; bigger every month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a long while &amp;amp; one Dad's "puppy face", we left the store with Dad happily carrying a shopping bag. Like always, there's no way Mom could say no to Dad. I think I'll try it too someday :D Of course, Mom got her ice cream &amp;amp; now Dad will take her anywhere she likes, no more tricks attached (after he went to the toilet &amp;amp; changed into his new jeans) :p Mom's looking for maternity trousers in Seibu. None is worth to buy. So we just stroll around until Mom saw something that's on her &lt;a href="http://i-want-these.blogspot.com/"&gt;wish list&lt;/a&gt;. Sony Bravia TV. She just wanted to know the price since there was some kind of a year end promo. But Dad asked&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;"Honey, do you want me to buy Bravia for you?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pfft! Of course she wants to, Dad. She's been saying that since before I'm around :p But Mom prefers to spend the money on furniture right now. That's why she's pushing the Bravia to the bottom of her list. Yet, long story short, Mom's gonna have her Bravia delivered to our home after new year. Mom's very happy eventho she knows that this is another bribery from Dad. Well I don't care. As long as I'll be watching Disney channel on a 37" screen :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(Hoooaaem... Woops... I'm sleepy. Better stop blogging now &amp;amp; rest. I'll be back!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello! Where were we? Oh yeah, big screen :D Afterwards we went to Sensi. Dad wanted to buy some Junkfood T-Shirt. Mom? She sat on a chair, again hihihi... Then we met Uncle Ardhi. Nice guy :) We had dinner together in Angus &amp;amp; I had a very, very, yummy Grilled Salmon. Then it suddenly got very late so we went straight home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad, Dad, Daaaad! Love you for the trip to JDC, GI &amp;amp; Sensi, for the ice cream, for the TV, for the delicious Salmon, &amp;amp; for being such a fun Dad on a Fun Day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mmmmuah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5145165609031201563-5530749262576167662?l=farica-godsend.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farica-godsend.blogspot.com/feeds/5530749262576167662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5145165609031201563&amp;postID=5530749262576167662&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5145165609031201563/posts/default/5530749262576167662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5145165609031201563/posts/default/5530749262576167662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farica-godsend.blogspot.com/2007/12/fun-day.html' title='Fun Day!!'/><author><name>Si Baiyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13794004148473993855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pEjiezLVzlA/S44nLRmvxdI/AAAAAAAAAHM/T3Z-E5KxfDA/s1600-R/7932_172299805648_716735648_3538729_7221657_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5145165609031201563.post-1950389872965358898</id><published>2007-12-12T13:14:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T00:01:20.970+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='week 7'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='whoopie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pregnancy'/><title type='text'>Shopping!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Ngg... Mom... Did you hear that? Is that DAD's voice? It can't be, right?? It's only 17.30 on a Wednesday!! Wait... WOW!!! It's really him!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Apparently Dad didn't have anything urgent to do, so he decided to go home early and take us shopping!!! Yeaaaay!!! Oh wait, there's another surprise on the bed. Hmmm... Lindt Thin Dark Chocolate for Mom. She loved it! And what Mom loves, I love :D What a sweet, sweet guy, my Dad :x&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;So after Maghrib prayers we left home. First, the idea was going to the supermarket to buy some groceries. But on the way to Alfa, Dad decided to buy a dining table at Vinoti Bintaro Trade Center! Again, Mom was very, very surprised. And happy, of course. They found a cool "Smart Expandable Glass Dining Table" which you can... Well, expand :D No suitable dining chairs were available. So, we just bought the table and wait for the right chairs to come along. Oh, Dad also bought Mom a big and beautiful "Star Mirror". Very... Ecletic? My Mom looooves stars. It's a "memorable" thing that she shares together with Dad. You knooow... Romantic stuff :p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Afterwards, we went to Alfa. And of course, Mom got hungry and craved for Ceasar Salad. Any Ceasar Salad. Not necessarily the one in Dome. So, we went to Sarpinos. My first time! And I must say, the pizza was D E L I C I O U S!!! I want more, Mom!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Thanx for the lovely, surprising evening, Dad. We won't complain if there's more coming :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Oh wait! I want to show off my Mom to you all first! ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Here she is at Vinoti, wearing Ed Hardy's jacket, Sinful tees and Mothercare's maternity trousers I told you about. Hkhkhk My Mom is a rocker!!! :p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QTGDHLadFIQ/R2DQTB7DDgI/AAAAAAAAAC8/LltDScwxeo8/s1600-h/vinotti+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QTGDHLadFIQ/R2DQTB7DDgI/AAAAAAAAAC8/LltDScwxeo8/s200/vinotti+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143339799809297922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QTGDHLadFIQ/R2DQxx7DDhI/AAAAAAAAADE/gfri4xOtGXk/s1600-h/vinotti.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QTGDHLadFIQ/R2DQxx7DDhI/AAAAAAAAADE/gfri4xOtGXk/s200/vinotti.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143340328090275346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5145165609031201563-1950389872965358898?l=farica-godsend.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farica-godsend.blogspot.com/feeds/1950389872965358898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5145165609031201563&amp;postID=1950389872965358898&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5145165609031201563/posts/default/1950389872965358898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5145165609031201563/posts/default/1950389872965358898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farica-godsend.blogspot.com/2007/12/ngg.html' title='Shopping!'/><author><name>Si Baiyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13794004148473993855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pEjiezLVzlA/S44nLRmvxdI/AAAAAAAAAHM/T3Z-E5KxfDA/s1600-R/7932_172299805648_716735648_3538729_7221657_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QTGDHLadFIQ/R2DQTB7DDgI/AAAAAAAAAC8/LltDScwxeo8/s72-c/vinotti+2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5145165609031201563.post-7794426864709717155</id><published>2007-12-12T13:07:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2007-12-17T14:54:10.215+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='week 7'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pregnancy'/><title type='text'>New Week!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;My, my... It's been 7 weeks already. See, Mom! Told you, not seeing the ticker everyday makes the day goes by faster hehehe...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;(Pssst... FYI, my Mom is OBSESSED with the ticker! It's the thing placed waaay down this blog. Everyday she checks it out as if it will magically turn me to 8 months old :p)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Mmm... So what else is new? Oh yeah! My grandma just called. She said Uncle Ijul &amp;amp; Auntie Dewi are also expecting their first child. That means... I'm gonna have a same-aged cousin!!! Yeaaaay!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;What I'm doing so far according to the brainy people in www.pregnancy.org :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;center  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;h4&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Week Seven&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;/center&gt;  &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="manet" style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt; &lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Elbows form - Again, taking a peek inside you could see your baby's fascination with bending and flexing. Later you will swear you can enlist your child as the star of the next "Karate Kid" movie! &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Fingers start to develop - These digits often become your baby's first toy!  &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Feet start to appear with tiny notches for the toes - It is fascinating that at less than a half inch, your little guy (or gal) already is leaving "footprints" on your heart! &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Ears eyes and nose start to appear - Although they may resemble an alien life form, these all "shift" soon enough into a more normal appearance. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Intestines start to form in the umbilical cord - Did you know that initially the intestines are not formed inside your baby's body? &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Teeth begin to develop under the gums - Thankfully, right now you won't be dealing with teething pain!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;And this would be my latest look:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.pregnancy.org//images/articles/7weeks120.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://www.pregnancy.org//images/articles/7weeks120.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow! Could that be really me by NOW? I feel so exposed!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5145165609031201563-7794426864709717155?l=farica-godsend.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farica-godsend.blogspot.com/feeds/7794426864709717155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5145165609031201563&amp;postID=7794426864709717155&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5145165609031201563/posts/default/7794426864709717155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5145165609031201563/posts/default/7794426864709717155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farica-godsend.blogspot.com/2007/12/new-week.html' title='New Week!'/><author><name>Si Baiyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13794004148473993855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pEjiezLVzlA/S44nLRmvxdI/AAAAAAAAAHM/T3Z-E5KxfDA/s1600-R/7932_172299805648_716735648_3538729_7221657_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5145165609031201563.post-8018973117763405813</id><published>2007-12-09T15:09:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2007-12-17T12:54:50.221+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pregnancy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='week 6'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shopping'/><title type='text'>Shopping!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Yesterday Dad had to work even though it was Saturday. It supposed to be OUR fun day. But, at the end, it was Mom &amp;amp; I who had to "give up" Dad to his client :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But today, Dad managed to take us to PIM 2!! Even if it was only for a couple of hours coz he had to go to the office AGAIN. Never been in PIM 2 &amp;amp; Mom desperately needed some maternity trousers. None of hers fit her anymore. She had to wear Dad's jeans today :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, as we arrived at PIM 2, we immediately headed to Mothercare. But oops!!! Right in front of the trousers' rack was Mom's office friend!! Luckily he wasn't really suspicious of us being there &amp;amp; he didn't realize that Mom hasn't been in the office for the last month (they work in different floors). Coz, you know... Nobody knows yet... About Mom's pregnancy. So, Mom was very quick &amp;amp; asked about his newborn daughter to keep him distracted. Then, Mom &amp;amp; Dad "ran" out of the store :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom was getting hungry... Again. So we've decided to have 2nd lunch at Kiyadon. Poor Mom. She rrrrrreally wanted to eat sushi but wasn't allowed to. Even the cooked one. Luckily, the sukiyaki was delicious. Like always, Dad too, was emptying Mom's bowl :p After that, we headed back to Mothercare.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At last, nobody they knew was there. Mom's browsing the trousers' rack. Meanwhile Dad looked "lost in translation" &amp;amp; stressed out inside the store, between the strollers &amp;amp; car seats :p Babies &amp;amp; small kids were never been his thing. Mom tried on some trousers when suddenly Dad's knocking on the changing room door&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;"Hon, quick!! Guess who's outside at the potty rack!!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uh oh :)) It's another friend!!! Mom quickly picked one trouser &amp;amp; discreetly went to the cashier. After a short conversation with the cashier, we sneaked out of the store!!! Then we headed to New Zealand's ice cream booth before we went home!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Want to see Mom's new maternity pants? Very comfy :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://ecx.images-amazon.com/images/I/31xLU%2BnGHnL._SX315_SY375_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://ecx.images-amazon.com/images/I/31xLU%2BnGHnL._SX315_SY375_.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5145165609031201563-8018973117763405813?l=farica-godsend.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farica-godsend.blogspot.com/feeds/8018973117763405813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5145165609031201563&amp;postID=8018973117763405813&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5145165609031201563/posts/default/8018973117763405813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5145165609031201563/posts/default/8018973117763405813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farica-godsend.blogspot.com/2007/12/shopping.html' title='Shopping!'/><author><name>Si Baiyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13794004148473993855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pEjiezLVzlA/S44nLRmvxdI/AAAAAAAAAHM/T3Z-E5KxfDA/s1600-R/7932_172299805648_716735648_3538729_7221657_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5145165609031201563.post-7010358229116993126</id><published>2007-12-08T14:28:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T00:01:21.162+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pregnancy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='week 6'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wuzzup doc'/><title type='text'>Yuhuuuu!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;What an exciting day!! For all of us!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;We went to the doctor today. It was Mommy's first USG. I could see how happy &amp;amp; excited yet nervous she was. Even though I don't have eyes yet. Hehehe...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: justify;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Finally, Mom &amp;amp; Dad could see me for the first time. Well, not "me" me... More like, my temporary bed, my sac. Hihih.. You should see their faces! Especially Mom's. Dad looked kinda... Confused? Hkhkhkhk... But Mom... Wow, she was sooo thrilled! But then she looked alarmed &amp;amp; asked the doctor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Doc, what's that blinking thing? Why is it blinking??"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Well, Mom :) That would be my heart. Maybe not really yet beating, still weak &amp;amp; faint, but I'm getting there :) Just come &amp;amp; see me in two weeks. Hopefully I'm a lot stronger by then.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;In the mean time, check out my sac!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pEjiezLVzlA/R2DlBANv4CI/AAAAAAAAAAM/IeQuGjTq7cY/s1600-h/sac.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pEjiezLVzlA/R2DlBANv4CI/AAAAAAAAAAM/IeQuGjTq7cY/s200/sac.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143362579857399842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5145165609031201563-7010358229116993126?l=farica-godsend.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farica-godsend.blogspot.com/feeds/7010358229116993126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5145165609031201563&amp;postID=7010358229116993126&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5145165609031201563/posts/default/7010358229116993126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5145165609031201563/posts/default/7010358229116993126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farica-godsend.blogspot.com/2007/12/yuhuuuu.html' title='Yuhuuuu!!'/><author><name>Si Baiyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13794004148473993855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pEjiezLVzlA/S44nLRmvxdI/AAAAAAAAAHM/T3Z-E5KxfDA/s1600-R/7932_172299805648_716735648_3538729_7221657_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pEjiezLVzlA/R2DlBANv4CI/AAAAAAAAAAM/IeQuGjTq7cY/s72-c/sac.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5145165609031201563.post-394269345730630975</id><published>2007-12-06T14:21:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2007-12-13T14:25:35.953+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pregnancy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='week 6'/><title type='text'>Tick, Tick, Tick, It's Week Six</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Hmm... Maybe this explains why Mommy's feeling nauseous almost every morning after her Shubuh prayer... According to Lilypie's ticker, today I'm entering week 6!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: justify;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;This means... 2 more days until we meet Doctor Muharam again, this friday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; Aaaand... This also means Mom &amp;amp; Dad are going to see me, finally, through USG!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Well, it's going to be hard to rrrrreally see me coz we're still very tiny. But they will see my sacs :D That's something, right? :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;What I'm doing so far according to the brainy people in www.pregnancy.org :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;h4&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Week Six&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;/center&gt;  &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="manet"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;The arms and legs continue to develop&lt;/b&gt; - These limbs are stretching out more and more. Later on you will be feeling those feet and elbows up close and personal right in your bladder! &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;Brain is growing well&lt;/b&gt; - Did you know that over the course of the remaining months that your baby's brain will develop over 100 billion neurons? This is just the beginning! &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;Lenses of the eyes appear&lt;/b&gt; - If you could catch a glimpse inside, you would notice your baby's appearance becoming increasing like a newborn's.  &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;Nostrils are formed&lt;/b&gt; - The position of the nose seems to shift into its proper place as well. Soon, the nerves running from the nose to the brain appear. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;Intestines grow&lt;/b&gt; - Initially these are actually located outside the baby's body within the umbilical cord.  &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;Pancreas&lt;/b&gt; - Your baby is now equipped to deal with digestive enzymes and take on processing the insulin and glucagons the body needs to function. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="manet"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;And this would be my latest look:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.pregnancy.org/images/pregnancy/pregnancycalendar/06week125.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://www.pregnancy.org/images/pregnancy/pregnancycalendar/06week125.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5145165609031201563-394269345730630975?l=farica-godsend.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farica-godsend.blogspot.com/feeds/394269345730630975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5145165609031201563&amp;postID=394269345730630975&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5145165609031201563/posts/default/394269345730630975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5145165609031201563/posts/default/394269345730630975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farica-godsend.blogspot.com/2007/12/tick-tick-tick-its-week-six_05.html' title='Tick, Tick, Tick, It&apos;s Week Six'/><author><name>Si Baiyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13794004148473993855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pEjiezLVzlA/S44nLRmvxdI/AAAAAAAAAHM/T3Z-E5KxfDA/s1600-R/7932_172299805648_716735648_3538729_7221657_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5145165609031201563.post-6576393079450867780</id><published>2007-12-04T14:07:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2007-12-13T14:21:12.343+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pregnancy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='week 5'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mommy'/><title type='text'>Sorry Mom :(</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Mom's feeling very nauseous like never before after her Shubuh prayer this morning. She almost threw up! She never throws up! Close, but never THAT close. Then it got worse. She's having headache too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom stayed up until the sun is shining brightly. She kept rubbing me gently with minyak telon (her belly actually :p) and said &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"It's okay, baby. It's okay."&lt;/span&gt; And then she finally fell asleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So sorry Mom :( Eeer.... Blame the hormones!!! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5145165609031201563-6576393079450867780?l=farica-godsend.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farica-godsend.blogspot.com/feeds/6576393079450867780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5145165609031201563&amp;postID=6576393079450867780&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5145165609031201563/posts/default/6576393079450867780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5145165609031201563/posts/default/6576393079450867780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farica-godsend.blogspot.com/2007/12/sorry-mom.html' title='Sorry Mom :('/><author><name>Si Baiyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13794004148473993855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pEjiezLVzlA/S44nLRmvxdI/AAAAAAAAAHM/T3Z-E5KxfDA/s1600-R/7932_172299805648_716735648_3538729_7221657_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5145165609031201563.post-4811990548839591765</id><published>2007-12-02T14:04:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2007-12-13T14:07:14.533+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='whoopie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='week 5'/><title type='text'>Yipee!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;Today was my first day outside our home since... Week 4? :D And the fun part is, I'm going to have fun! Not going to the doctor for once.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;Dad wanted to make Mommy happy by taking her to lunch wherever she wants and to see a movie. Two things she loves very much. Well, not as much as she loves me, of course :p Dad thought that Mom deserves to step down the stairs (Did I mention Mommy's not allowed to go downstairs for a whole month, unless it really is a must?) &amp;amp; have fun once a week.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;So, at last! Today Dad wanted to take us to eat somewhere special. But Mommy's wishes was simple. She wanted to eat Green Papaya Salad at Vietopia. Well, Dad was thinking of somewhere mooore fancy. But, at the end, it's what Mommy wants that matters, he said. Sweet Dad, huh ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;Like always, Mom didn't eat a lot but frequent. Dad ate until there's no more left. After 2 scoops of chocolate &amp;amp; vanilla ice cream, we went to MPX. Mommy's dying to see Stardust, the new Neil Gaiman movie. She likes the book very much. So obviously she wants to see it on the big screen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;And so it was my first time to be at MPX. Nice place. Dad bought the tickets for the Diamond studio. The seats were very comfy. Completed with a warm blanket. Just perfect to protect Mommy's legs from the cold AC. The movie is great. They both liked it very much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;Me? Well, it was so comfy in there! So I've decided to go to sleep instead :D And I continued to sleep until we arrived at Citos. Mom wanted Dome's Ceasar Salad. Afterwards we went to Aksara &amp;amp; Mom bought some books.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;It's late. Mom was getting tired. So, we finally went home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;Thanks Dad! Can't wait for the next weekend!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5145165609031201563-4811990548839591765?l=farica-godsend.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farica-godsend.blogspot.com/feeds/4811990548839591765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5145165609031201563&amp;postID=4811990548839591765&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5145165609031201563/posts/default/4811990548839591765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5145165609031201563/posts/default/4811990548839591765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farica-godsend.blogspot.com/2007/12/yipee.html' title='Yipee!!'/><author><name>Si Baiyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13794004148473993855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pEjiezLVzlA/S44nLRmvxdI/AAAAAAAAAHM/T3Z-E5KxfDA/s1600-R/7932_172299805648_716735648_3538729_7221657_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5145165609031201563.post-3739966448708162400</id><published>2007-11-29T14:01:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2007-12-13T14:03:39.396+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pregnancy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='week 5'/><title type='text'>Hi Five!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;According to Mommy's &lt;a href="http://lilypie.com/"&gt;Lilypie&lt;/a&gt;, I'm entering week 5 today :) By now, Mommy's still get that random headache and nausea. But I'm not worried coz she's smiling :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;What I'm doing so far according to the brainy people in www.pregnancy.org :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;h4&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;Week Five&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;/center&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="manet" style="font-size: 100%;"&gt; &lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;First heartbeats begin - If you have an early ultrasound you may not be able to recognize this tiny being as a baby, but there is no mistaking what it feels like seeing your child's heartbeat on that screen. That rhythmic beat is echoed in your own heart. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Umbilical cord develops - This is your baby's lifeline in utero. It bears the responsibility of pumping in oxygen, removing waste, and supplying the necessary nutrients for the remainder of your pregnancy. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Blood is now pumping - All four heart chambers are now functioning, insuring your baby's body will receive all it needs over not only the remainder of your pregnancy but throughout life. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Most other organs begin to develop - Your infant's lungs start to appear, along with her brain. Already your little one is preparing for a quest for lifelong learning! &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Arm and leg buds appear - While they may not appear to be much at this stage it is ok to dream of the future. Just imagine your ballerina twirling and jumping around your kitchen floor. Or perhaps you will have the precocious boy that throws the perfect pitch -- right through the neighbor's window. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="manet" style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;And this would be my latest look:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.pregnancy.org/images/articles/4-6wks.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://www.pregnancy.org/images/articles/4-6wks.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5145165609031201563-3739966448708162400?l=farica-godsend.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farica-godsend.blogspot.com/feeds/3739966448708162400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5145165609031201563&amp;postID=3739966448708162400&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5145165609031201563/posts/default/3739966448708162400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5145165609031201563/posts/default/3739966448708162400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farica-godsend.blogspot.com/2007/11/hi-five.html' title='Hi Five!'/><author><name>Si Baiyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13794004148473993855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pEjiezLVzlA/S44nLRmvxdI/AAAAAAAAAHM/T3Z-E5KxfDA/s1600-R/7932_172299805648_716735648_3538729_7221657_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5145165609031201563.post-1475076294970653756</id><published>2007-11-28T13:59:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2007-12-13T14:01:29.186+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='week 4'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pregnancy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mommy'/><title type='text'>Weird Feeling, She Says</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;My Mom is an internet freak &amp;amp; when she has questions, she HAS TO find the answers. Everyday she surfs the net to get information about anything. So, naturally, the minute she found out that she's expecting me, she would spend the day in front of her Mac and browse about pregnancy. Among her favorite thing to browse is "Early Sign Of Pregnancy". She would read it seriously and tries to remember whether she has those kind of signs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Missed Period: Checked! (Duh!)&lt;br /&gt;2. Nausea or morning sickness: Checked! Make that "evening sickness"&lt;br /&gt;3. Fatigue or tiredness: Checked! She sleeps almost throughout the day!&lt;br /&gt;4. Swollen or tender breasts: Very, very checked!&lt;br /&gt;5. Headache: Checked, checked, checked!!! Ugh...&lt;br /&gt;6. Frequent urination: Cheeeecked!&lt;br /&gt;7. Sweating: Checked! Especially if you're spending noons in Bintaro!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You see, the thing is, my Mom is a bit confused. Some of the symptoms that she's feeling now, aren't supposed to "come out" until week 5 or something. Or so she thought hihihih! But, like always, my Mom doesn't mind. Whenever she feels nauseous, she would rub me... Err... Her belly :D and says &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Alhamdulillah"&lt;/span&gt;. She said that it must mean that I'm "working" and doing okay. The headache tho... Kinda gives her a hard time. She would lie down and be quiet for awhile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then she would say &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Bring it on!!!"&lt;/span&gt; :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5145165609031201563-1475076294970653756?l=farica-godsend.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farica-godsend.blogspot.com/feeds/1475076294970653756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5145165609031201563&amp;postID=1475076294970653756&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5145165609031201563/posts/default/1475076294970653756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5145165609031201563/posts/default/1475076294970653756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farica-godsend.blogspot.com/2007/11/weird-feeling-she-says.html' title='Weird Feeling, She Says'/><author><name>Si Baiyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13794004148473993855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pEjiezLVzlA/S44nLRmvxdI/AAAAAAAAAHM/T3Z-E5KxfDA/s1600-R/7932_172299805648_716735648_3538729_7221657_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5145165609031201563.post-4810745664736619289</id><published>2007-11-25T13:57:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2007-12-13T13:59:09.151+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='week 4'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pregnancy'/><title type='text'>Introducing: Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 100%;"&gt;My parents, especially Mommy, had to go through a lot to finally have me. She had to take a lot of pills, hormone shots and other painful things. But not once I saw her crying or afraid or regretting. She always looked forward to feel the pain. Because she knew it was the best way to have me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 100%;"&gt;And now, as I reach Week 4, Mom &amp;amp; Dad got the news. Doctor Muharam finally confirmed that Mom is expecting me. Mmm.. Meaning that she's pregnant :p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 100%;"&gt;Mom &amp;amp; Dad were very excited. Like, duh! At first, you couldn't really see it. I think because they were too overwhelmed and couldn't believe it's true. It's quite understandable. They had to wait for 3 years to hear the "Positive" news. So, they just looked at each other, holding hands and laughed. Mom didn't forgot to say "Alhamdulillah" tho. Oh yeah, she also shook the doctors' hand! Haha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 100%;"&gt;So now, you can imagine how excited they are and they're doing the best to keep me strong and healthy. Mom stays home for a whole month. Sacrificing her hobbies like going to the movies and shopping. Everyday she eats healthy food, like fruits, veggies, soy milk, brown rice, lean meat, chicken and stuff. Mom also prays a lot and tries to recite the Koran everyday. She says it's for me. Generally it seems that she doesn't miss the outside world that much. As long as she has her MacBook, TV, DVD, games, and me, naturally :p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 100%;"&gt;Dad... Well, someone has to make a living, right!?! So, he's working. Often until late hours. But Mom doesn't mind as long as Dad comes home and brings her some midnight snack :p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 100%;"&gt;So, now I'm just keep developing week by week. Trying my best to be strong and healthy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 100%;"&gt;What I'm doing so far according to the brainy people in www.pregnancy.org :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;  &lt;center&gt;&lt;h4&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;Weeks One through Four&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 100%;" class="manet"&gt; &lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ovulation occurs&lt;/b&gt; - The time is right; now you just need this egg to be fertilized! &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;Conception occurs&lt;/b&gt; - Did you know that during your pregnancy that your uterus will increase its capacity by 1000 times?!  &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;Gender is determined&lt;/b&gt; - Immediately upon fertilization your little one is set as a boy or a girl. Ladies, this is one that you can't take credit for since it is up to the sperm to determine the sex of your baby. Sperm carries either a "X" (girl) chromosome or a "Y" (boy) chromosome. (*Hint:* You will have to hold off on picking out the pink or blue until at least the second trimester when the gender will be visible via ultrasound.) &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;Implantation&lt;/b&gt; - Some spotting (also known as implantation bleeding) may occur about 10 - 14 days after conception. You may believe you are starting your period but generally this bleeding is extremely light and lasts only a day or so. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;Neural tube forms&lt;/b&gt; - It will develop into the nervous system (Brain, spinal cord, hair, and skin). Already your baby has the foundation for thought, senses, feeling, and more! &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;Heart and primitive circulatory system&lt;/b&gt; rapidly form - While still in its beginning stages, this is the very life support system that will carry your child throughout his or her life.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;And this would be my latest look:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.pregnancy.org/images/pregnancy/pregnancycalendar/newcalpics/4wkembryo125.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://www.pregnancy.org/images/pregnancy/pregnancycalendar/newcalpics/4wkembryo125.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5145165609031201563-4810745664736619289?l=farica-godsend.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farica-godsend.blogspot.com/feeds/4810745664736619289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5145165609031201563&amp;postID=4810745664736619289&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5145165609031201563/posts/default/4810745664736619289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5145165609031201563/posts/default/4810745664736619289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farica-godsend.blogspot.com/2007/11/introducing-me.html' title='Introducing: Me'/><author><name>Si Baiyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13794004148473993855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pEjiezLVzlA/S44nLRmvxdI/AAAAAAAAAHM/T3Z-E5KxfDA/s1600-R/7932_172299805648_716735648_3538729_7221657_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
