mama fell from the bed yesterday night at around 3 or 4am. heard a thump and rushed in to find her on the floor face down, hands squashed in front of her chest like she was going to do push ups. shouted for mom and dad and sat her up hugging her from behind so she wouldn't be scared.

this morning her right and only mobile arm couldn't move.. was really painful. i was already expecting something to crop up as a result of the fall so i was not the least surprised. did a full body check while bathing her. thank God her hip and thighs and stuff are fine. for once i'll say.. thank God my bed is so low. it breaks my back but it won't break no major bones if someone falls from it. she was in a really bad mood the whole day. angry at the whole world, being very snappy and disgruntled. she refused to let me sling her arm and she was having a hard time pooing, so i was dying the entire morning. anyway she left for dialysis and she's back now. mom forced her to splint her arm up. we'll see if it gets better by tomorrow. status: observation.

this is how is totally made use of my few hours of freedom...

sort of rushed to HLC to talk about the kindergarten design thing. i need to discuss more. with more mama drama now i really feel stretched. i hardly sleep and my days revolve around diapers, poo, feeding, bathing, her hunger and crying and tantrums and all that jazz. i'm quite maxed out. my preview of parenting.

went to NP to buy papers for tim lim's birthday card. yalor so VIP. :) stoned for a while at the jap foodcourt all alonely. came home and made the card and passed it to him since he works (really) near my place. chit chatted for a while and went back home to wash up and meet gerlynn for dinner.

met her and realized i forgot to help tim bring his mac for him. we were supposed to meet him for dinner too. walked back with her, got the stuff, chit chatted over cold water, and left for NP again. in the end tim was a no show cos stuff cropped up at camp. he's like stuck there until NOW. some serious stuff. :( spent the evening with her eating and chilling and talking about the meaning of life. it is a vast topic.

came home to wailing mama and tired parents. mama hates her splint. she's mad about her being forced to wear it now, crying and asking me to take it off over and over again. she suddenly got distracted by bran so she was like, "ehhh ehhhh ehhhhhhhh ehhhhhh (crying) ehhh ehhhh, eh? van! why you sleep there?? =)))) so shiok ah? ehhhhh ehhhhhh...." mom and i find it strange when she can stop her dramatic crying at will and be perky and completely fine and then go back to crying again.

she's pleading with me to take it off. but i can't. =( no sleep tonight. i decided to force myself to stay awake the whole day and now i'm feeling the 'effect'. boohoo.