Grubbs n Critters

October 9, 2010

The one with breast milk

Category: Random

A pal recently asked me if I have ever tasted my own breast milk while we were chatting away on MSN. Come to think of it, God! No, I certainly have not. And, it definitely is not for the lack of accessibility or availability. I don’t really know why, but I have never felt compelled to do so.

My reply to her was that I’m kinda apprehensive to try. In fact, I am a little icky on the entire concept of drinking your own breast milk. It also never really occurred to me that I should be trying my own produce. I don’t know why babies like it. I guess they just do.

She suggested that perhaps I can try mixing it in my coffee or tea, as she has a colleague who does that. I was really just genuinely surprised. I have never thought about it that way, and we had a laugh about it.

But, that got me thinking though. Considering I have been laying off dairy in trying to determine the food allergen for Spud, adding my own breast milk to tea or coffee could be an option.

Then another thought popped in my head…

What if I ask for a decaf latte at Starbucks and upon ordering, told them not to put in any of their milk. Instead, I will miraculously whip out a sachet of my already pumped breast milk and ask them to please,please add what I have with me into my beverage, while specifically mentioning to them that the sachet contains my precious breast milk.

Since I am at that, I would also just tell them that I can give them extra FRESH milk should they desire so for their customers.

Oh boy! I really would like to see that look on their faces!

* Image courtesy of Google Images

From the inbox

Category: Entertainment

Here’s a little fact about me: I am a sucker for personality tests!

No matter how banal or stupid the test may be, I certainly will give it a go. So, whenever there is a personality test to be done, I just can’t help myself but do it. Here’s my results from a recent forwarded mail in my inbox:

I ain’t teling which ones, but of course there were a few things I don’t quite agree with. It did make for for a pretty interesting analysis, though.

Here’s the link courtesy of Vicvanvinkle if you are a sucker like me.

Two months

Category: Spud: Stories and Updates

The requirement for yet another photograph of a different size for Spud’s visa had sent me to a photo-studio again this morning. I dread the thought of having Spud’s photograph taken at any photo-studio ever since our last 1 hour photo experience. I fear the same episode we had previously will repeat itself, and I shudder of having to do it without having Silver Bullet around.

Nevertheless, I decided to just give it a go, expecting the worst.

Alarm bells started ringing in my head when we got to the intended venue. It would be a bad mistake to wake her up as Spud (surprise, surprise!) was still fast asleep. That was enough to send me pacing up and down the shop, trying to strategise the best way of waking her up without causing a scene. Then it dawned on me that at home, she would almost immediately wake up the moment I lay her down in her cot. Most of the time, that would immediately sent her wailing. Other times, she tolerated it.

I immediately looked around for a flat surface to lay her down. Just as I suspected, she woke up. To my delight, she remained calm. She even co-operated and within seconds, we got her a mugshot. No fussing, no crying. In fact, she was cooing away and started “chatting” incoherently as she stared right into my face. For that, I thanked my lucky stars and gave her a big huge kiss on her big fat cheeks when it was all over. I could not have been more relieved!

Quite a funny picture for a visa requirement, I’d say. I had to laugh when they showed it to me and she looked all puffy and very well-rounded. I was then reminded that she turned 2 months today.