The importance and not to mention convinience of car seats..and strollers..

Before coming to the States, I never gave much thought about infant and child car seats. They were not in my vocabulary and I know for a fact that it does not exists either in many of us Malaysian folks. But now, having to deal with 2 young children that still require car seats (it's againts the law not to place a child in a car seat up to a certain age/wight), I just can't imagine how us Malaysians take the safety of our children so lightly when travelling in cars, etc. How on earth have we not come to realize how important car seats are? Not only do they serve a purpose of protecting our children in an event of a collision, etc but it is also so so convinient.

No more having to bring Mak Timah or Kak Yam along with you to hold on to baby Jenab (1 month old). You can just place baby Jenab in her infant car seat, buckle her in securely and off you go to Midvalley Megamall without having to bring your Tim's or Yam's. And once you are there, place baby Jenab in a stroller and off you go shopping while baby Jenab sleeps peacefully to the cool air conditioning the mall has to offer. The compartment under the stroller is also an added bonus to place all your impulse buying. I am a pro at this as I frequent the mall with my baby comei in tow.

When I have my own kids (if this ever happens :P), I will make sure that my lil kiddo is placed in an infant car seat the moment he/she leaves the hospital. Babies in America are stuffed into their infant car seats from day one, that's why they get used to car seats and don't scream or cry trying to get out of it. Try placing a 3 month old baby who never in its life been stuffed into a car seat for 5 minutes. See what happens? I am sure the lil thing would be screaming its head off as though its being tortured to death (noticed how I used 'it' instead of he/she bacause at this point the child is more like an uncontrollable monster rather than that cute innocent baby that loves being cuddled in the arms of Mak Timah or Kak Yam while being chauffeur driven to rumah nenek). So moral of the story is that start from day one. This is true for both car seats and strollers.

I wonder when Malaysia is going to come to their senses and make car seats mandatory..They should..

The procrastinator that I am...

This time, for real, I am making myself this promise..The promise to maintain my blog, to vent out my frustrations, to feel sorry for myself, a channel to release all my sorrows and worries, my frustrations and fears, my regrets and feeling of remorse, and to share my happiness, the feeling of being content with life and how I see and perceive my surroundings and people around me.

I sure am the kind of person that gets things done at the very last minute. I fondly (more like painly) remember the times when I would pull all-nighters trying to complete my university assignments. I guess I never learned my lesson and constantly did it through my entire university life. And now, I still continue with this bad habbit of mine.

Before I left for the States approximately a year and a half ago, I promised my family and friends that I would update them about my life and my whereabouts via blogspot. I promised to upload pictures and post entries often enough for them to somewhat know what I have been up to. hahahha...Fast forward, a year and a half later, they are still awaiting my blog that I promised them before I left. Believe me, I did try a couple of times to actually start blogging. I even managed to create an account and published one entry. And that was that and that was months ago. I don't even remember the name of the account I created.

I am the kind of person that has all this brilliant ideas of what I would like to do and never come around to actually do it. So I have been wanting to blog for the longest time and have all these things that I actually want to write down. Sadly, I only do it in my head. This causes me lots of stress (I hate this quality of mine, procrastinator with a big P). Urrgggghhh...Even typing in my first entry right now makes me feel a sense of worth. Pushing myself to do something which most people can do with ease. I feel a slight burden being lifted off my shoulders. Please self, don't let me down, let's make this work..I need this, I need this bad..