Celebrating Milo’s 4th Birthday with Snorlax

It’s Little Milo’s 4th birthday! Our cute little chubby baby has grown taller and slimmer! And this time, he has decided to celebrate it with his long time little chubby buddy, the Snorlax!


It wasn’t really that easy to find Snorlax’s cake topper at such last minute, so mommy decided to take up the challenge and made it herself. Thankfully (phew!), it turns out still not too bad. Lol.


We had our celebration at the usual place – the corridor with our big extended family. His aunt managed to buy some Snorlax drink from Taiwan too! But I would say, it tasted a little weird. So for taste wise, skip it unless it’s for the collection purpose.


Here’s little Milo with his signature pose, and his doggy present. Godmom has a new puppy, named Toby, and every kid wants a dog now! But mommy is scare (+sensitive nose), so sorrrrry…


We played treasure hunt again, with a slight twist. Since little Milo never join in, the 2 primary schoolers are supposed to find “food” for Snorlax, who eats 400kg of food.


Whoever has the amount of food closest to 400kg wins! They were freaking out trying to add up the numbers. But definitely not too bad after I allowed them to use calculators.


And then that ends our celebration that weekend night.


Then we continued with playground and water play on another day!


It’s always nice to see them enjoying themselves so much.


From running, to climbing, or just lying on the pool of water.


Or simply just getting sprayed by water!


The day ended with the free Swensen ice cream on his birthday!

Happy Birthday, my little cutie! 


Kawasaki Disease…

It was late at night, on a Sunday. Under the urging of family members, we decided to bring little milo to the 24 hour clinic in Mount Alvernia, as he had been having high fever (ups and downs) since Wednesday. I am so glad that we heed their advice at that point. There wasn’t any unusual symptoms, he was still active other than the fever but I was worried as his neck couldn’t move at all (which his PD mentioned could be due to a very bad sore throat) and he wasn’t taking in a lot of food. We waited for an hour or so before we saw the doctor and had little milo admitted. 3 days, that was the estimated number of days, at max, that we will need to stay, at least, that’s what we thought.

So there we go, with his PD coming down at midnight, and suggested to increase the dosage for antibiotics, and at the same time, do some blood test to see what could be the issue. This, was the beginning…


They brought him to the treatment room, and inserted the IV plug. He was brave, really brave, never cried at all. And then they took some of his blood, and brought him back to the room where he was put on drip. He didn’t resisted as the fever had kicked in, so he took the Paracetamol and went to sleep. Good, the higher dosage of antibiotics should work, I thought. I woke up every other hour after that, whenever he cried for milk, the nurse came in to measure the temperature or fed him the medicine. Then the lil’ hub left for work to settle some issues before coming back.

It was only less than 6 hours where I was left alone with little milo but it felt like years. He woke up and got really frustrated, demanding to go home, and kept on crying. Wanted me to carry him so I had no choice but to do that while moving the drip and stand along. That was the only way of comforting him. Even his favourite iPad was rejected. I know, by then, he must be feeling really horrible, and so did I. The doctor came with more bad news. The blood test showed an extremely high level of bacteria (where did that come from??!!), which was definitely not normal (usual around 13 [I only managed to see the numbers but don’t understand it], while his was more than 100). He started to eliminate those possible causes and then he looked at me and asked, “Have you heard of Kawasaki Disease…” …and my thoughts started to trail off while the doctor started to look for the symptoms. I’ve heard and read that somewhere before, and I don’t remember it being a good thing…

The next few hours passed quickly as I recalled what the PD said. 5 symptoms to look out for:

  • Red eyes – No
  • Swollen lips & strawberry tongue – Yes
  • Rashes in feet and hands – Yes
  • Lymph node at neck more than 1.5cm – His at 1cm
  • Peeling of the skin (occur only at later stage)

And then I started to search for all the information that I could get. Nothing. Unknown cause on how the disease was caught. Only managed to find a thesis that mentioned about the correlation between delayed allergies of pollens, and a parent whose kid caught this disease after going to Garden by the Bay. We did too. Is it because of the pollens of the flowers? Whatever it is, it is not a disease to be ignore for there is a window period of 7 days. Anything after that might lead to the dilation of the arteries connected to the heart. Possibility of thickening of blood too which might cause clots. So look out for high fever and the symptoms.

While doing that, he was brought in to another room for a heart scan. Thank God, everything looked normal. Doctor said the window is good and I should just go for the treatment before it’s too late. And after discussing with the lil’ hub, we decided to just go ahead.


It didn’t take them very long, to do the paper work and move him to the ICU to begin the treatment, so that he can be monitored around the clock in case there are any allergies. ICU, it’s the first time I’m in it, and it sure is not a good feeling, especially when lines of tubes and cables were all around. I couldn’t sleep that night, especially after they began the treatment (dripping 3 big bottles of antibodies, extracted and filtered from the blood of a thousand donors), and I went home to bathe and had a shock when the lil’ hub said that little milo kept trembling, the fever spiked and the doctor had no idea why. Treatment was stopped till an hour later. I was back by the time he stopped crying and the treatment restarted.

Longest night ever with no proper place to sleep, and a central aircon that was freaking cold. By the time the sun finally came up, I sneaked out to the car to grab the hp’s cable and had a quick nap in the warmth of the car. But within minutes, the lil’ hub called and asked me where I was for little milo’s fever came back and he’s crying for me. I, almost broke down. Is the treatment working? He was alright for the whole night I was there. What happened? That was the last time I left his side for slightly longer during that whole period.

I took a deep breath before I ran back with my fingers crossed, and forced positive thoughts in my head. Then the hours after that felt like I was monitoring a stock market… with the fever still going up and down, and a possibility of a second dose if things didn’t improve.

Luckily, the fever stopped coming back 9 hours after the treatment, as I kept my fingers crossed all the while for another 48 hours till he got discharged and had his energy and appetite back.


Looking back, I am so thankful we did not ignore the advice and decide against sending him to the hospital. Thankful that we did not wait for more symptoms to come out before going for the treatment. The 5D5N at Mount A was horrible but am also very thankful for all the support from family and friends.


Two weeks has passed and today, I am back in the hospital with little milo for his follow-up heart scan, to check and ensure that things are fine. Worried? Yes, because I’ve read and heard stories but I remained positive. Again, I am so happy beyond words when the doctor said that things look normal although he will have to come and do a scan on a yearly basis for not sure how long more.

A lot of times, I forgotten how vulnerable life can be. I take it for granted. Taking up a course cannot be used as an excuse to spend lesser time with the children. Working hard to earn more money sometimes cannot be too. I need to learn how to manage my time better… we all probably need to…


…he is fine now…

…very thankful…


A Care & Share Birthday

Time really flies and little milo is 3 years old!
After days of preparations for a small celebration, glad that all went well, except for the decorations which mommy could have done better. Nonetheless at least the cake is up!


I still remember the day I was going to deliver little milo, there were 2 other April mummies with me too (so nice to know them!). And one of them was in the other waiting room. I came in first but my gynae had to attend to another emergency, thus in the end the other mummy gave birth to her baby first.

During that whole morning and afternoon of waiting, it wasn’t as smooth as little milkie’s. There was a period where the heart rate of the baby increased but yet the nurses never mentioned anything and the next thing, I was given oxygen! And then came evening when the gynae came and said that little milo can come out already. The moment little milo came out, my gynae said, “You silly boy, why get yourself entangled?”

That was when I realised that the umbilical cord probably went around his arms or legs and thus when there’s contractions, it tightened around him and he was scare. Thankfully all was fine though little milo had to stay in the NICU for 12 hours before I get to see him.


Okay, 3 years has passed and now he’s a little cheeky naughty boy, who has finally starts to talk a bit more ever since he went to N1 in the same preschool as little milkie.

I bought him a little care bear for Christmas last year and probably because of that, he chose the care bears when I asked him to choose his birthday theme this year.

The theme wasn’t as easy as I thought since it’s not trending now. Initially I ordered some care bear figurines from Taobao and they ended up in the wrong colours!


I was so disappointed but I was determined to find these figurines as I simply don’t have the time to make them. So I bought another set from Qoo10 after checking the reviews but alas, it was in the wrong colours too…


I was so upset until I didn’t know what to do and that was 3 weeks before the celebration. I didn’t want to buy from online anymore but luckily, Toy ‘r’ Us was selling those mystery packs, with care bears in neon colours! Neon is better than wrong!


And since last weekend, I had my exams too, it was tough trying to make those preparations. I know, lessons learned:

  • Try not to buy things online unless it’s a lot cheaper and/or the reviews are really good
  • Do not expect too much from things bought online
  • Plan and do things EARLY
  • NEVER EVER give up!

We played a simple treasure hunt too, requested by little milkie and she definitely had fun eating all the goodies (when I am not looking)!

Anyway, am always thankful for the help that my big family had given. It’s great to stay together and near to each other and hope it stays that way.


Am also thankful for the joy that little milkie and milo had brought into our life.


Lastly, a big thank you for all the presents and ang baos! Great food, happy kids, beautiful day! It’s a care bear day so let’s start caring and sharing!


P/S: Love you and of course your sister too! ♡♡

If you fell down yesterday, stand up today. ~ H.G. Wells