After my deco project involving him, I’ve been posting daily on my mobile blog about my silly Tamagotchi’s life. I’ve been bad at keeping up with it but I’m starting again tomorrow so I thought this was a good time to catch up anyone who missed his first few days of life š
It’s *very* tongue in cheek but this was the first week in Hat’s life just in case you wanted to follow my journey into electronic parent hood š
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Day 1 with the Tamagotchi.So you guessed itā¦ Iām a mother now š Some of you probably saw the Tamagotchi deco project I did on the main blog, well I thought you might also enjoy seeing a day by day account of my failing to care for an electronic pet. I am notoriously bad at keeping things alive. I couldnāt even keep our plants at our old house alive, we have burried quite a few cacti and bonzai trees. Thatās right, something that can survive going from 30 above in the day to 30 below at night couldnāt survive meā¦ So letās see how this goes XDBefore I could hatch my little electronic baby I had to decorate itās room for the big arrival. Much care was taken to use only the best cheap crappy diamantes, only the best for my baby š Most parents have at least 9 months to prepare, I only had a few hours due to my impatience and wanting to go out to dinner. A responsible tama-parent I am not.Of course by the end of dinner the glue wasnāt dry so I gave in and decided to wait another night. Clearly this was going to be a long labour. Look forward to Day 2 when my new baby finally hatches.  Day 2. The big day finally arrived, my tamagotchi arrived and I was the proud owner of some kind of spotty alien egg. The actual birth involved a delicate medicalĀ procedureĀ of removing the plastic tag that had broken off usingĀ tweezersĀ and setting the date/time. This prolonged the birth for around 10 minutes more as I couldnāt remember the date and had to frantically search for my phone. After that ordeal my bouncing baby alien arrived, itās a boy! I may or may not have reset a couple of times trying to get a girl then eventually given up in frustration at having to listen to the fricking beeping of setting the damn date/time every reset. I may have then remembered that this is an electronic fictional alien and seeing as Iām giving it a personality I can change itās gender using only the power of my mindā¦ Itās aĀ boyĀ girl! š So it was time to choose a name. Much thought went into a suitable name. Due to the limitations on the birth certificate it could only be 3 letters long. I decided to go the celebrity route and pick something completelyĀ ridiculousĀ awesome. I kept it unisex so it could withstand any future mind powers.Ā HeĀ She kind of looked like a hatā¦ so please welcome Miss HAT to the world š
Day 3. Today was a time to visit the family and introduce little Hat to the world. We took a tram to visit Auntie Kim and were lucky enough to get there just in time for her to welcome Hatās cousin to the world. Hat was quiteĀ jealousĀ becauseĀ hisĀ her cousin was much fancier thanĀ himher and had a colour screen. He even looked cooler. I mean Hat justĀ evolvedĀ into some kind of turnip looking thing whereas her cousin is a freaking ninja. I thinkĀ IāveĀ Hatās developed some kind of inferiority complex which may require years ofĀ counseling. It probably doesnāt help that I considered renaming her Turnip because she no longer looks like a hat. Oh well, these are the challenges we face in parenthood š
Day 4. All Hat ever does is eat. I feel like a walking salad bar/button presser. I donāt even know what kind of food heās eating, a circle and a rectangle? It looks like some kind of pork bun? And a candy bar? I feed Hat a lot of circles out of laziness, I figure I should save the rectangles for treats. Donāt want to spoil the child. Especially when I already feed him instead of playing with him to make him happy. Trust me, no one wants to listen to an alien throwing a tantrum. Especially not fellow restaurant patrons. I guess this is the āTerrible Twosā right? *so grateful for the mute function* Oh yes I am indeed a fantastic parent. Iām pretty sure theyāll write epic songs about my parenting skills one day.  Day 5. Hat seems to have evolved into some kind of grumpy old lady wearing a hatā¦ I guess life does imitate art? I thinkĀ heĀ she hates me. Iām pretty sure itās becauseĀ heĀ sheās school age and the other children are teasingĀ himĀ her for having such a ridiculous name. Such is life with an eccentric mother though. Iām sure this is the part whereĀ heĀ she would shout something along the times of āI NEVER ASKED TO BE BORNā and storm off. Unfortunately forĀ himĀ her and (maybe me) all that comes out is BEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEP BEEEP BEEP BEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEP. It has pretty much the same effect though.
If you want to read more about Hat’s journey into being a horriblyĀ rebelliousĀ teenager just go take a look at my mobile blog… clearly I have too much time on my hands š |
