Mini Pushup

2 Months 18 Days

Just now while Bevan was attending his night classes conducted by Leslie and myself, he raised his head and shoulders high up for almost 15 seconds (in all 4 position). Bevan enjoyed seeing Leslie and I clapping and cheering for him, and so he raised his head again, for another 15 seconds. Its a pity that by the time I found my handphone (which was under the pillow) and ready to take picture for him, he was already low in battery and "complaint" that we should let him lie down.

So this is another milestone for Bevan. Sometimes I am just amazed to see babies meeting milestones, they seem to know what to learn next. I mean like nobody actually teach babies to raise their heads or rollover at certain months, but they just knew its time to try.

Talking about milestones, I got this chart from babycentre indicating the milestones for babies. However all babies develop differently, some achieve certain milestone slower than others, but they catch up in other developments. For example, I heard that boys learn to talk alot slower than girls.

I wonder what will Bevan's first word be.

Miss My Baby

2 months 16 days

I have not been a responsible mother for the past one week.

I have been so busy with work. I went out for work at 10am and reached home at 10pm, for the whole week! When I reached home, I almost grabbed him in my arms and went "baby I missed you you know mommy missed you". I missed him so much I couldnt let anyone else carry him.

Last Saturday something happened to Bevan. Riyah told me that when I was busy with work, one aunty held Bevan by his arms and carried him all the way up. (A 2 months old baby should be carried with his neck and backside supported.) Later that night, Bevan kept screaming. We tried carry him, feed him, he just screamed non stop. When we put him on our bed, he stopped screaming. That made us so worried, was he injured and therefore in pain when we carried him? Bevan fell asleep after a while. We observed him further on Sunday and he seems alright now.

I must take better care of Bevan.

Outdated

2 Months 9 Days

The truth is this.

The photos that I have been showing people and posting on the blog, were all taken before Bevan's one month. That was the time when I was soaking myself with confinement soup and attracting houseflies by not bathing in the first week of confinement. I was the freeest woman and therefore spent all my time taking photos of my little new family member.

So this is how Bevan looks now. This photo was taken just last Saturday when he was out with us at NTUC. I covered his head because one kind-hearted passerby said we should cover baby's head to avoid "jin feng" (air goes in the head, hmm).

Tan Seri Datuk Bevan

2 months 6 days

Bevan is now the Tan Seri Datuk in my house. At least thats how his grandpa my dad calls him. His grandpa always remind me on the phone "please remember to bring the Tan Seri to our dim sum gathering later". So that makes me Tan Seri Datuk's mum?! Well.

Today the Tan Seri charmed me again. This is probably the fifth time that he is doing this to me.

This morning when he was in Riyah's arm, he looked at me for 5 sec, and then he started smiling, and then followed by laughing, and then laughing with excitement, with his hands and legs swinging up and down up and down, and his eyes locked into mine. Wow he regconises me and is trying to socialise with me.

Its hard to describe the feeling. Its so sweet, and it worths more than anything. I would want to kiss him again, but I can't kiss him today because I am having a flu.

And guess what? The Tan Seri's daddy is jealous, he said the Tan Seri is smiling because he thought its time to bathe and I always bathe for him. Hmm. Let's hope the Tan Seri smile to his Daddy more often. (He smiled to the Daddy only once I think)

Will I Dry Up?

2 Months 5 Days

I feel really guilty today. For the past few days I only pumped 2 to 3 times per day, when I wake up, when I finished work, and sometimes before I sleep. Each time I try to pump and squeeze 2 to 3 bottles. This is not right. Because I should be pumping as frequently as I could, like every 2 to 3 hours. And I should also directly nurse my little baby whenever possible.

When will I dry up? I am determined to be the sole milk provider for at least 3 months, or 6 months. Please let me fulfil my wish. I will be a more diligent cow tomorrow.

Diapers and I

2 months 4 days

I read that cloth nappies prevent diaper rash, so it's better than disposables. We bought cloth nappies before Bevan was born in preparation of his arrival. It has now become a joke.

Because Bevan poos almost 5-7 times a day, and everytime, he makes sure it's a powerful release. With all the household chores, it’s inhumane to add washing diapers, bedsheets and mattresses on the list.

Bevan has tried Pampers, Mommy Poko, Huggies and Drypers. Pampers is thin, soft, and has a luxurious urine detector, so as to justify its 50 cents per piece price tag. Mommy Poko is thick and soft too, and priced at almost the same as Pampers, but without urine detector. Drypers is cheap, but I am not really fond of the sticky tape. Huggies is reasonably priced with velcro fastener, though not as thin as pampers. Now Bevan rotates between Pampers and Huggies.

I have never imagined myself to be so knowledgeable in diapers, but now I can talk about diaper for one hour.

Advice to new mummies - unless your baby releases gentle bombs (I read as babies grow older their bombs become more manageable), or you really love to save the world (which is truly respectable) - use disposables.

The Youthful Warrior

2 months 3 days

Bevan is a Celtic name, which means a youthful warrior. We wish that he will grow up to be a healthy, responsible and capable man.

We were at Bevan's great grandmother's birthday party yesterday, and the relatives kept commenting that my little 2-month-old is chubby. Daddy then started to call Bevan fatty.

Bevan didn't finish his milk last night, maybe he wants to go on a diet. I couldn't help but to console him by kissing and carassing his cheeks non-stop and telling him that, he is not fat, and he is the most adorable baby to me.

Too Much Worries Syndrome

2 months 3 days

I used to love going to KL and JB. These places are so much more exciting, spacious, differnt, and, most importantly, make me feel richer.

On a lazy Sunday. I started complaning I-am-bored, my dear hubby suggested a trip to the forgotten JB. I was hit by a mix of excitement and worries - what if our car got stolen, or broken in? What if there's a crazy traffic jam? I suffered from Too-Much-Worries-Syndrome, which was something new. I was more adventurous. We then had an one hour merry go round discussion. Orchard or JB, with hubby taking out the ringgit wallet, putting back, taking out, putting back. Finally, we decided to go JB, but only to City Square.

The RM2 floss bread and RM49.90 Ballerina shoes brought back lots of wonderful shopping memories. Though I still won't go to JB as often as before, due to my new TMWS.

Anyway, Huggies, M, 66 pieces, is selling at RM39.90, which is the same price as Singapore.

Mystery of Riyah

1 month 30 days

I reached home at 430pm yesterday. To rescue my rocky milk producers. And... with a little hidden agenda to spot check on Riyah as raised very violently by concerned friends.

I opened the door, Riyah did not come and greet me, which was strange. I saw her bending infront of the freezer (our refrigerator has freezer at the bottom), arranging the meat packets inside the freezer. Bevan was in her hands. I felt my heart sinking as I mumbled baby-mommy-is-back and walked towards them. Riyah stood up smiling to me sheepishly.

What I saw was, she was using a shawl (which I bought from Paris) to tie the Indonesian sarong sling, and snugged my baby inside. I didn't know how to respond, so I went on to mumble something like wow-is-this-knot-secure, and baby-is-asleep-you-can-leave-him-on-the-bed...

It's the sheepish smile, the shawl that she used without my consent, the position that Bevan was infront of the opened freezer, beeped the motherly sensor in me. In fact, it freaked me out quite badly. I think I should observe Riyah more, and not to be too trusting.

Time To Say Goodbye

1 Month 30 Days

I went to Dr WK Tan's clinic yesterday for my 6th week checkup and its the checkups-finale. I didn't expect this to bring out the emotional animal in me.

It did. I am so used to be sitting at the pink sofa, reading papers, smiling at the nurses, waiting for my turn. I am so familiar with this place and I thought I belong here.

When it was my turn, Dr WK Tan checked my wound and did a pap smear. Even the pain felt familiar. She asked when I am going for a second one, how heavy is Bevan now (she said his name). And then, its time to leave. I said bye, and see her 2 years later, hopefully.

I hope she remember that she jokingly promised me in the delivery suite, while she was doing the stitching and me drunken by epidural, that she would not retire before I have my second one.

Adorable Little Sucker

1 month 29 days

Yesterday night was like any other night. Hubby and I finished dinner, and we jumped on our bed, started our entertaining session to Bevan. We ooh him, Bevan ahh-ahh-ohh-ohh us. It's fun. And then he did something which he had been practising, just more persistent this time.

He raised his right hand and found his way to the mouth, he was sucking his fist! Daddy went "no no!" and pulled his hand away. But 10 seconds later, Bevan struggled to put his fist back to his mouth. Sometimes his fist missed the mouth, and gave his face a big punch before reaching his mouth. This continued until the Daddy was defeated and retreated to the bathroom.

I found it soooo adorable and sooo amusing, I went on to cheer for Bevan. This could be the beginning of a bad habit, but he has better control of his hands now. Yay! I really enjoyed myself - listening to the loud sucking sound, and the contented look he has. See how hopeless a new mother is.

Oh Bevan is a right hander.

Size Does Matter

1 Month 28 days

2 things happened today.

Bevan couldn't fit into his romper today. This is the third one that he has problem squeezing into. Is he too fat? He was 3.165kg 51cm at birth, 4.85kg 56cm at one month, he is now one month 28 days, I wonder how heavy and long he is.

I am secretly beaming in joy to know that he could be slightly overweight. I love to imagine my little Bevan grows up to be a tall and strong man. He will be able to carry heavy things for me. He will complement my hobby of reshuffling furniture. Ha!

Oh there was another incident worth mentioning. I think it’s true that mommies suffer from bad memory after giving birth. I see that happening to me (or maybe I am always careless?). I forgot to fax a document to the accountant yesterday, called the girl Jane, June, and, I put my diamond ring in the pocket of my skirt and let Riyah do the laundry. Today I had a panicky seek for my precious proposal ring (specially set in 2 claws), finally found it in the skirt, hanging in the laundry place.

Luckily Diamond is the hardest substance on earth.

The Beginning

1 Month 27 days

It's weird that I write a blog. Because I used to think only the emotionally explosive youngsters write blogs. But one day when I was in the toilet (no specific reason why I thought about it in this location), I thought this could be the best way to keep track of the development of my precious baby, and also to shed off some of the guilt I have for not spending enough time with him.

Our precious baby arrived on 12 Sept 2005, and these were his statistics at birth. Weight: 3.165, Length: 51cm, Gender: Male, Apgar Score: 10. My gynae was WK Tan, she is a responsible gynae, who attends to you when she thinks there is a need. But when you worried something out of your own imagination, thats your business. So she is THE doctor for me, because I am very creative when it comes to what to worry about. The Pediatrician for Bevan is Doctor Ong Eng Keow, I find him caring and humorous.

The three of us (my hubby stayed with us in the hospital for the 3 nights) were discharged on the 15 September 2005. I had a confinement nanny for 18 days, and I was so delighted when she has to go early because of her back problem. I don't mean to be bad, but I really don't like to have a confinement nanny putting sesame oil in my baby's belly button, put powder on his wet body, apply RU YI YOU on his chest ALL the time. Although after she left, it meant real business for me, but I like it, I am quite a stubborn head with all my own ideas of how to take care of my baby.

The first challenge was breastfeeding. The nurse said feed on demand. Gosh he demanded for milk all the time, so I was a cow with Bevan latching on me all the time. He cried as if he was not getting enough milk. So being a paranoid mother, I started to express and stored the milk. So that I can see exactly how many ML did he take in. This way worked (and still works) for both the impatient Bevan and the paranoid me. He was contented with the large amount of milk flowing fast, and I got to see him drinking. Oh ya, he doesn't like to drink frozen milk. He screamed and cried when I tried to feed him thawed milk. At first I thought that one bottle has gone bad, so I poured it away. When I realised all the bottles have a fishy smell I was panic. I called the lactation consultant only to know that all frozen milk has a fishy scent, just that I have a fussy baby. Oh my.

He is one month and 27 days old today. He has charmed me with his first smile, both the daddy and myself were so so happy. He has his first nail cutting session, and that was when he was sound asleep.

Ok I will stop here for today, and try to write everyday from now on.