“dear aunty esah,
now i have to apologise to you too, for not coming out on your birthday, despite your and aunty rini’s animated coaxing the day before when we met in town!
what can i say? maybe mummy’s plumbing is stuck!! :O
it’s gotten to a point now where not just aunties are staring openly at me (or rather, mummy’s tummy), even little chewren are pointing at me. and shrieking. ok, maybe not shrieking, but they get all high-pitched and excitable, and their own mummies don’t even bother to stop them. how rude, these chewren are! tsk.
anyway, it’s been a week since mummy last saw the nice doctor who keeps giving her the wrong date. should she go see him again, you think? she didn’t exactly make an appointment, you see, because EVERYONE expected me to come out before the one week has passed.
see the date that’s circled on the picture of my heyuuuge head?
HA HA! 3 april indeed! phooey!
you know what, i think i’ll just stay in here. for good. it’ll ruin mummy’s figure – but what the heck, it’s ruined aaaanyway, even if i DO come out. heh.
let’s see… what can i do in my now-ten-month-old crib?
maybe i could redecorate in here. some nice wallpaper, perhaps. and a chandelier, coz it gets a little dark. don’t think i need a cooker and kitchen cabinet (what do you think of white eh, aunty esah? hurhur) though, coz of this cool umbilical cord that’s stuck to me and getting me food 24/7 direct from mummy. hmm, maybe i can ask aunty Is for some suggestions, i hear she’s good at home furnishing.
i wonder if i can get cable in here…
in any case, aunty esah, i hope you had a wonderful date with uncle. i hear he likes… oysters?? eeww! sure sounds as disgusting as placenta (and ouhh, i *know* placenta).
ok, nothing much to do now, so i’ll just chill out in my crib some more.
till my next update… (but don’t hold your breath!)
love,
BabyA-Whatever-i-givap-on-my-parents-for-still-not-naming-me”
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