Happy busy days ☺☺☺

Having a daughter is a bless I would say ☺ 
I enjoy every moment that I spent with her ❤
Eventhough days are not always bright, but thank God I could still be here taking care of her.

Just when having her in my life makes me realise that my health is so important. 
Coz she needed me the most in her life. 
And I am so grateful for every family member that always helping me in taking care of her.
I am so bless and grateful .
Life is so wonderful!!! ❤❤

Here's some pic of my beautiful daughter
Grace with her sweet smile

Grace goes bald for chinese tradition

With her happy Grandpa

Two months old Grace

Three months old Grace

She is growing up!!!! ☺☺☺❤❤❤

Four months old ! She hates her hat till now😂😂😂

Our beloved Graciella Kavent Oang turns five months old 😄😄

And I am going to continue enjoying my busy happy days... Cya


Wonderful lil Princess

Graciella Kavent Oang
Born 8th January 2013
Weight: 3,315 kg
Height: 51 cm
At Stella Maris Hospital

Thank God for this wonderful daughter


Greatest Gift from God

So here I am with the greatest gift from God.

We are having a baby girl. <3
I don't know how but, before the doctor said, I knew that we are going to have baby girl.

I had a very hard time in the first tri-semester.
I vomitted, I lost my appetite, I ate less that usual, I hate foods that I used to like, I hate even hate eating chilli....
The most amazing thing due to this hard time is that I lost my weight!! 4 kg in 3 months!!

I went to my gynaecologist once in every month, and his always complaining about my weight
He:" you should get thinner" ; "you may not eat to much" : " you are f*t enought" ....... and so on.
Then when I found out that I lost my weight and I told him...
His response was : " GOOD!! That's a blessing in disguise"

Yeah! A very thoughtful gynaecolog. But then, I am still grateful.

Famous Amos and Me
Now, I am reaching the seven month and here the other symptom is visiting me, a very bad cough and flu.
I was force to visit the doctor *I hate visiting doctor when I am unwell* and I was scolded by him cause my lovely husband told him that I finished 100 gr of famous amos cookies all by myself.
* Cookies, crakers, chocolates are my enemy if I finish them myself* *sigh*

Hubby: She even ate cookies a lot doctor! *while standing behind me.
Doctor: May not!! No wonder you are coughing, if you tried to eat more of them then I might give you injection..
Me: OK Doc! See you * Run away*

He gave me 3 kinds of medicine for 3 days and I am told to be back if I am not recovering.
I am getting better. Thank God.

The Days He Went Abroad
Our baby -I don't know if every baby in the womb did the same or not- but she is very active when his father to be is not beside me.
She complete my life even when she is still inside me. She made me stronger than before.
*Flash back : I used to cried all night when we are away. eventhough we didn't lose contact, but I felt that I am so lost without him by myside.*
-To all the couple that can stand thought the LDR , Salute!

She -our baby in my tummy- is also active when he is here. But when he is away, She will make more movement than usual. I love to feel her movement. I guess I am starting to enjoy the Joy of motherhood..

Thank you God. I am so grateful.

And thank you for reading my blog :)


Random Post

Once upon a time in Bali

while travelling to Jakarta

His first reward!!

Super Vincent - It's written down on his back-


tried to fixed his car after being bumped

in our lovely room

Mother in law's homemade pizza

Once upon Christmast time..


Ferrero with love..

in early year - bad hair day-

Michael and his lovely uncle

that's veggie burger!!
-to be continued-


So, we went to see doctor last tuesday.

Mom went to accompany me for the first few hours before my husband came.
Thanks Mom! You are the best!
we were waiting for hours and met him/her just for few minutes.

But, It was the most wonderful experience that I've ever had.
The heart beats so fast and it just so wonderful.

So grateful...

No words could describe my feeling  now.

Thank God , for this wonderful chance

The Excited Karu (>.<)



One failure marriage of a couple that I know very well made me think.....

Do they really know the meaning of marriage?
Do they remember of the vows that they made?
Have they forgotten how they were so in love to each other?
What is happening to their love?

I don't believe that love could be just faded away!

May be one of them didn't put a try to save their marriage, or may be one of them didn't give a chance anymore.

I got a very touchful story about marriage, and I know that not all couple could face the problem like he did! But at least give a try and give chances!!!

My husband is an Engineer by profession, I love him for his steady nature, and I love the warm feeling when I lean against his broad shoulders.
Three years of courtship and now, two years into marriage, I would have to admit, that I am getting tired of it. The reasons of me loving him before, has now transformed into the cause of all my restlessness.

I am a sentimental woman and extremely sensitive when it comes to a relationship and my feelings, I yearn for the romantic moments, like a little girl yearning for candy. My husband, is my complete opposite, his lack of sensitivity, and the inability of bringing romantic moments into our marriage has disheartened me about love.

One day, I finally decided to tell him my decision, that I wanted a divorce.
“Why?” he asked, shocked. “I am tired, there are no reasons for everything in the world!” I answered. He kept silent the whole night, seems to be in deep thought with a lighted cigarette at all times. My feeling of disappointment only increased, here was a man who can’t even express his predicament, what else can I hope from him? And finally he asked me:” What can I do to change your mind?”

Somebody said it right, it’s hard to change a person’s personality, and I guess, I have started losing faith in him. Looking deep into his eyes I slowly answered : “Here is the question, if you can answer and convince my heart, I will change my mind, Let’s say, I want a flower located on the face of a mountain cliff, and we both are sure that picking the flower will cause your death, will you do it for me?” He said :” I will give you your answer tomorrow….” My hopes just sank by listening to his response.

I woke up the next morning to find him gone, and saw a piece of paper with his scratchy handwriting, underneath a milk glass, on the dining table near the front door, that goes…. My dear, “I would not pick that flower for you, but please allow me to explain the reasons further..” This first line was already breaking my heart. I continued reading.

“When you use the computer you always mess up the Software programs, and you cry in front of the screen, I have to save my fingers so that I can help to restore the programs. You always leave the house keys behind, thus I have to save my legs to rush home to open the door for you. You love traveling but always lose your way in a new city, I have to save my eyes to show you the way. You always have the cramps whenever your “good friend” approaches every month, I have to save my palms so that I can calm the cramps in your tummy.

You like to stay indoors, and I worry that you will be infected by infantile autism. I have to save my mouth to tell you jokes and stories to cure your boredom. You always stare at the computer, and that will do nothing good for your eyes, I have to save my eyes so that when we grow old, I can help to clip your nails, and help to remove those annoying white hairs. So I can also hold your hand while strolling down the beach, as you enjoy the sunshine and the beautiful sand… and tell you the color of flowers, just like the color of the glow on your young face… Thus, my dear, unless I am sure that there is someone who loves you more than I do… I could not pick that flower yet, and die.. ”
My tears fell on the letter, and blurred the ink of his handwriting… and as I continue on reading… “Now, that you have finished reading my answer, if you are satisfied, please open the front door for I am standing outside bringing your favorite bread and fresh milk… I rush to pull open the door, and saw his anxious face, clutching tightly with his hands, the milk bottle and loaf of bread….

Now I am very sure that no one will ever love me as much as he does, and I have decided to leave the flower alone…

That’s life, and love. When one is surrounded by love, the feeling of excitement fades away, and one tends to ignore the true love that lies in between the peace and dullness.

Love shows up in all forms, even very small and cheeky forms, it has never been a model, it could be the most dull and boring form.. . flowers, and romantic moments are only used and appear on the surface of the relationship. Under all this, the pillar of true love stands… and that’s our life… Love, not words win arguments…