The Price Of Old Christmas Wrappers

Had no choice this year but to use some old Christmas wrappers I'd accumulated and saved over the last decade cos I couldn't go shopping for new ones to help Mama wrap her Christmas gifts for the family. (Was still in confinement at the time ma. How to go shopping?) Ended up saving us some time and money... but paying the ultimate price:

MAAASSIVE ALLERGYYYYY!!!

All over my hands, palms, wrists, arms, neck, waist, joints... and don't even get me started on my confined behind. OMG, the itch! All through the night and then some! I only managed to get a little relief  – just a wee bit – 18 hours later, after a visit to the hospital and popping a Gynae-approved, breast-feeding-friendly antihistamine before my son's Full Moon dinner on Christmas Eve '12. Ugh. Suffer sial. Doubt I'll be touching those Christmas wrappers ever again. >(

...unless I forget come Christmas next year and

go digging through my decade-old wrapper stash. Again.

@_@

*gulp*

A Very Special Christmas

Christmas Day this year was made a million times more special for me because it also coincided with my baby's dedication in church. Yup. The 25th of December was the very first monthiversary of his birth! My little boy is a month old and some already! Oh, how time flies. Now I understand why experienced Mommies always say, "They grow up so fast..." These little ones sure do. =)

p/s: My son barely wore that Carter's onesie I bought him sempena his first Christmas with us. Put it on and 2 seconds later, the little fella burped milk all over the collar. -_-''' Oh well. I guess I'm just glad I took pictures of the outfit before it got milked. :-/

Not Such A Failure After All

Durning the last weekend of confinement (and just a couple of days before Christmas), The Husband and I sneaked out for a couple of hours to do some super speedy last minute Christmas shopping. Seriously lah. With our performance that afternoon, I think we could have qualified for The Amazing Race. Haha. It was in and out – CHOP CHOP! Not my favourite way to shop for gifts in the least but... oh well. Bo huat. At the end of the day, all that matters is that we managed to get all the gifts we needed for the VIPs in our lives. No I.O.Us. =)

Our outgoing Christmas gifts this year.

I hope you guys had a lovely Christmas with lots of presents (and turkey and fruit cake and pudding and pie), too. Now, it's time to reflect and be thankful for 2012... and look forward to all that the New Year has to bring and prepare for an awesome-er 2013. Woo hoo! =D

Failed Santa

You guys know how much I love Christmas, right? Well, this year, with the baby on hand, Christmas seems to be the least of my priorities. To be honest though, I really should have (could have?) been more prepared. I mean, it's not like I didn't know a baby was on the way, right? Haha.


But seriously lah. I really thought I would have (should have had!) more time to shop for gifts. Unfortunately, before I knew it, I was put on bed rest 30 weeks into my pregnancy and, with that, went my Christmas shopping plan. Straight out the window. -_-'''

Therefore, I confess that I

am incompetently organised on the

gift-giving front this Christmas.

*shame-faced*

That was all I managed to get before I got

shipped back to Penang, and strapped to the bed. :-/

So... urm, dear friends and loved ones...

Anybody care for love and peace

in place of gifts this year? =p

A Thousand Years (The Light Room Version)

Artist: Christina Perri (Feat. Steve Kazee)
Song Title: A Thousand Years (The Light Room Version)

Christina Perri performs her song "A Thousand Years"

in an exclusive recording session live at The Fortress in

Los Angeles, CA for The Live Room on The Warner Sound.

The day we met, frozen I held my breath
Right from the start, I knew that I'd found a home for my...
Heart beats fast, colours and promises
How to be brave, how can I love when I'm afraid to fall
But watching you stand alone
All of my doubt suddenly goes away somehow

One step closer

[CHORUS]
I have died everyday waiting for you
Darling, don't be afraid
I have loved you for a thousand years
I'll love you for a thousand more

Time stands still, beauty in all she is
I will be brave, I will not let anything
Take away what's standing in front of me
Every breath, every hour has come to this

One step closer

[CHORUS]
I have died everyday waiting for you
Darling, don't be afraid
I have loved you for a thousand years
I'll love you for a thousand more
And all along I believed I would find you
Time has brought your heart to me
I have loved you for a thousand years
I'll love you for a thousand more

Mmmm...
Woo ooo...

One step closer
One step closer

[CHORUS]
I have died everyday waiting for you
Darling, don't be afraid
I have loved you for a thousand years
I'll love you for a thousand more
And all along I believed I would find you
Time has brought your heart to me
I have loved you for a thousand years
I'll love you for a thousand more


Not a big fan of Perri's lazy drawl in this version but still, it's hypnotic and totally bewitching all the same. Love the acoustic touch max. Was nice that she included the first two lines, too. I wonder why they weren't in the original version of the song. Hmmm... To be understood when I finally watch Breaking Dawn Part 2?

Motherhood Vs. Advertising

You know, I thought life in advertising was tough with its crazy deadlines, ridiculous briefs and late nights. I was wrong. Motherhood is waaaay tougher. :-/


I haven't slept more than 3 hours in a stretch since the night before my son was born. Every wail or cry for clean-up or milk demands IMMEDIATE attention. Any delay would result in more wailing and more crying until said need is met. It's exhausting to say the least. My brain is on screensaver mode half the time I'm awake, and my body is running on reserves. To be on-call morning, noon and night, day in and day out is really no laughing matter.

But... as tiring as motherhood can be,
it is also so much more rewarding

than anything advertising has to offer.

More so than the carrots bosses dangle for scams to win awards. More than the satisfaction of seeing your hard work finally going on print, on air and in press with real work, too. I once said that an artist's work – be it copy or design – is like his/her baby. Hah! I was sooooo wrong. Things are different with a REAL baby, right, Pam Song of 2011?? Woman, you so knew not what you said. *snorts*

Todrick Hall Sings For Food

Literally.

This dude actually sings his orders at fast food outlets and drive-thrus. More surprisingly, the cashiers and service staff can actually get his "complicated order" correctly! Very cool beans. Not new on the web... but definitely worth a watch. 

I hope you enjoyed my
top three favourite orders. =)

Anyhew, it's Friday.
Whatchu doin' online??
Go have a great weekend!

Sneak Peek At Little Feet

Hey guys, meet my son! =)

Picture taken on December 9th, 2012 on the 15th day of his life.

My very own two wrinkly little feet.

*beams*

 

And they came home labelled, too! =p

Picture taken the night he came back from the hospital.

Clean

Hi, people of the Internet! Today, you get to see my face cos I finally had my second bath since the night of 24 November 2012 (Saturday). HAHA. -_- That's right. I've just had a measley TWO hair washes in the last NINETEEN days.

*pengsan*

-________-'''

Trust me, I don't know how I survived the last 2-and-a-half weeks of bad hygiene. Me! The girl who has washed her hair every single day since she could remember. OMGGGG... Can die sleeping with dirty hair la. I dare not even put my face on my own pillow. I'm surprised The Husband is even willing to give me a hug before bedtime every night. (I'm shorter so my head is right under his nose. HAHAHA.)


Anyway, here's what went down. I had my first real bath a little over 10 days post-delivery. That would be, like, 11 freaking days since I last washed my hair the night before I went into labour, okayyy. Phooo! Those were the longest 11 days of my life, man. No kidding. I started wondering if I had lice.


And you think what? When I get to bathe, you think I get to wash my hair under running water in a nice shower stall or have a luxurious bath in a fancy tub and use Geranium Leaf Body Scrub ah? Hell, no. I'd be shot. The rule is NO running water and NO taking your time!! Only black, boiled flower water and you go into the shower and out chop chop!

But beggars can't be choosers la. Any water is better than no water. And a super quick black-water bath is better than no bath at all. Haha. #desperate


Truth be told, this week has been easier to deal with than the first 10 days. At least I've just been at home these past 10 days. Imagine my hair back then! Went through a super sweaty, 27-hour labour and delivery... Lasted 10 days... And I made the mistake of trying dry shampoo on Day 8 which totally made my scalp itch like hell and flake like shit after. T_______T Regret kau-kau.

Anyway, I'm clean now so I thought I'd pop by

to say a quick 'hello' since it's been awhile. =)

Oh, shaits. Baby just started crying. I gotta run. Milk-maid time! Bottom line is this: Confinement had better be worth it, mannnn. I'd better be damn healthy, freaking strong and have powers like Super Woman after this. RAWR!

My Dirty Little Secret

I, Pam Song, aged 28, from the island of Penang, in good ol' Malaysia, hereby confess that... I haven't washed my hair or used soap in a week! Yay!!


Anybody want a hug right now? =p

*faints*