Well, no one has a good passport photo.No one.
But poor Mopes has a really bad one. She's all frown and double chin. Plus the outfit! Hospital issued yucky swaddle and a too-big once-white shirt.
Sorry baby!
She really looks much sweeter and less chubbz in real life. But this was the best we could do with a five hour old baby.
The day you are born isn't really the optimal time for a photo session.
But we needed to sort out Mopi's passport to take her back to KL, so we garnered the services of Aunty photoshop-addict sMell.
It was quite a task getting Mopi to open her hours-old eyes for a photo.
When Mel arrived at the hospital Mopes was fast asleep. Angelic. Peaceful. Oblivious.
We couldn't really bring outselves to wake her.
So we waited. And waited. And waited. It was getting late and finally we did it. We woke her up.
Mopi was not a happy baby.
She was damn angry. And boy did she voice her protest. All red and angry, it was not a good time for a photo.
And then a kindly nurse came to the rescue...
Montage by Aunty Smell
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