31 January 2009

Human Dummy

On Day 2 or 3 after Josh was born, the pediatrician at the hospital walked into the room and spied me with Josh still attached at my breast, asleep. He took one look and exclaimed, "Take him off or you will be a human dummy!"

I was offended, as I didn't know then that dummy is how the Brits refer to what I know as a pacifier or a soother. Anyway...

I am a human dummy. I am still breastfeeding Zo
ë at 21 months. I nurse her to sleep. I hadn't planned on breastfeeding her this long and I'd planned to wean her at 18 months (the same time I stopped breastfeeding Josh).

Well, I am thankful that she is not weaned yet.

We had to rush Zo
ë to the hospital yesterday. She had convulsions (gastroenteritis-related). I agonized as I waited outside a room while I could hear her screaming and crying pitifully as the doctors and nurses poked and pricked her to get a blood sample and to get an IV drip set up.

She came out sobbing and really miserable and she kept trying to pull out the IV drip --which she eventually succeeded in doing in the middle of the night. Ugh!

She didn't have much appetite, taking only a couple of bites of anything and then pushing away and saying, "Done now." The only thing that she would take is "Milk" and by that she meant Mommy's milk. She was constantly at the breast, asking to (change) "Side, please" every so often.

I am glad and thankful that I can still provide her with the comfort of the breast and somehow, through breast milk, I know that she is getting some of the much needed nutrients during this time.

Okay, now I won't be in such a hurry to wean her. I don't mind being a human dummy if it means that I can somehow give her comfort when she badly needs it. I just hope that I won't still be breastfeeding her when she is 12!

29 January 2009

Is It July Yet?

It's so cute how kids can get so excited about something that they simply can't wait. Even "tomorrow" can seem too far away, let alone July (when it's only now January)!

Josh got a Trunki for his birthday and he was very keen to show it off to PoPo (Grandma). He dragged it out and announced that he's going to use it the next time he travels.

Me: "Sure, you can use your luggage when we go to Vancouver this summer."
Josh: "When are we going to Vancouver?"
Me: "In July, Josh."
Josh: "Okay, I'm going to pack now. I'll bring my car and I will share it with Aaron (his cousin)."
Me: "No hurry, Josh. It's only January now." (I took him over to the calendar and showed him how many more months between now and July.)
Josh: "But Mommy! That's SO long!"

He then ran over to the phone and punched in Chris' number.

Josh: Hello, Daddy. I'm going to take my luggage to Vancouver, but Mommy said we're going in July, but that's too long, so we're going on Mar 25, okay?"

Chris comes home at lunch and saw the Trunki open on the floor half-filled with various toys.

Chris: Oh, Josh, but what are you going to wear?

Josh ran to the room, pulled out one of his pajama tops, threw it in together with the toys, and announced, "Okay, there!"

Josh is already excitedly talking about what he'll do in Vancouver. He was laughing when he was telling us that Zoë would probably not wait, but eat the blueberries directly off the plant. He then advised Zoë that she should not eat the green ones, because "they're not ripe yet, so you should only eat the blue ones, because those are yummy." He was wondering if we'll be staying at a hotel... etc.

Sigh. Smile.

28 January 2009

Tummy Owie!

There is nothing that gets me stressed more than having one of my children get sick.

These past two days, I have not just one child down, but two! Both Josh and Zo
ë have some kind of stomach virus that had them sitting on the throne a lot and even vomiting a few times. Both of them had fever, too.

Josh is pretty good about taking his meds, but Zo
ë is a different story. I thought the doctor would have to give her a shot just to make sure that she got her meds. He gave us suppositories instead, which is not fun to give to Zoë (but then, I guess, nothing about a child getting sick is fun)!

Anyway, I found this site that talks specifically about stomach flu in children. It lists causes, symptoms, what-to-do-when's, etc. A useful resource.

Here's hoping that my two little ones are back to their cheerful, healthy selves PDQ!

27 January 2009

Josh is 4!

Four Australian Opens ago, I was tuning in to the tournament from a hospital bed at the Adventist, in between sleeping and marveling at the new bundle of joy that came into our lives. I was a bit apprehensive because I wasn't sure what to do when. That was four years ago. When I first become a mom.

I still don't know what to do given certain situations, but I think Chris and I've done okay, given the way that Josh has turned out. He is this wonderfully delightful little boy, quite mature for his age, yet a 'normal' boy by all counts. Ever since he could communicate with us using infant sign language at 9 months, he has been amazing us with his observations, wowing us with things that he could remember and memorize (70's songs and ancient T'ang poetry), delighting us with his antics, melting our hearts with his sensitivity, and yes, occasionally testing my patience with his kakulitan.

No longer a baby, but a "big boy," a "big brother" (Zoë couldn't have asked for a more loving and caring one!). He doesn't want me going on the school bus with him anymore because "I'm in K2 now." He still likes me to "spoon" with him, though. He still lets me hug, kiss, and tickle him. He still hugs me hard.

Josh sings along to the songs we play in the car... not kiddie songs, but songs like "Brown Eyed Girl" (Van Morrison), "Joy to the World" (Three Dog Night), and "All I Need Is a Miracle" (Mike and the Mechanics). What I love, though, is that despite liking and appreciating things that we adults like, he still loves Thomas the Tank Engine, Mickey Mouse, and Dibo,the Gift-Giving Dragon.

My wonderful precocious child.

I feel so very blessed. I do.

13 January 2009

Let Them Be Little

I was going through Giselle's blog and came across her wonderful play lists. I thought to myself, If I were to blog about only one song, it definitely has to be Let Them Be Little by Billy Dean.

The first time I heard this song, I played it over and over and over again. I then went to YouTube and found the video, which I must have played a hundred times. That's when I dragged Chris to two different HMV stores to find Billy Dean's CD.

To all my mommy friends who have not heard of Let Them Be Little, this one's for you.

I can remember when you fit in the palm of my hand.
You felt so good in it; no bigger than a minute.
How it amazes me you're changin' with every blink.
Faster than a flower blooms, they grow up all too soon.

So let them be little,
'Cause they're only that way for a while.
Give 'em hope, give them praise,
Give them love every day.
Let 'em cry, let 'em giggle,
Let 'em sleep in the middle,
Oh, but let them be little.

I never felt so much in one little tender touch.
I live for those kisses, your prayers an' your wishes.
An' now you're teachin' me how only a child can see.
Tonight, while we're on our knees, all I ask is:

Please, let them be little,
'Cause they're only that way for a while.
Give them hope, give them praise,
Give them love every day.
Let 'em cry, let 'em giggle,
Let 'em sleep in the middle,
Oh, but let them be little.

The so innocent, precious soul:
You turn around, an' it's time to let them go.

So let them be little,
'Cause they're only that way for a while.
Give them hope, give 'em praise,
Give them love every day.
Let 'em cry, let 'em giggle,
Let them sleep in the middle,
Oh, but let them be little.

Let them be little

January To-Do's

Cool January
A beginning, it is true
Many things to do.

My boys' birthdays, six days apart
For the first time in three years, Chris is not on a business trip on his birthday -yippee! I still haven't gotten him anything other than a strawberry cake. I did manage to order a cake for Josh's birthday lunch this Saturday, but I'll still have to get a cake or order cupcakes for his birthday do at school on Monday. Gift for Josh - check. At least this year, I do not have to make birthday invites for Josh's birthday party (as I did last year - check photo). Although I did enjoy making them.

My parents' visit. My mom's birthday.

My parents are visiting next week. I am looking forward to their visit. Apart from Chris, they are the only other people to whom I can gush about my kids and know that I am not boring them to tears.

My mom is a not a fussy person, but nonetheless, I think we should do something special. I just need to figure out what, although I'm sure anything that involves Josh and Zoë would totally make her day.

A token attempt at putting together a list of resolutions.
I only have two resolutions on my list this year. To lose at least five pounds and to buy only books as presents for Josh and Zoë.

Okay, so I have not-so-subtly been told that I had put on weight. Apparently, a lot of weight. As with years before, losing some pounds is at the top of my list. I am not going for the impossible here. Maybe just five pounds in the first six months... and whatever else I lose beyond that will be a bonus. Chris is getting me the Wii Fit, so I am hoping that that will help. I simply cannot not eat. I just have to make sure that I work out more. Yeah, right.

Old things to get rid of before Chinese New Year.
Always a good excuse to get rid of junk. I just have to get my act together this year and really purge. Will I finally accept that I am not going to fit into my pre-pregnancy clothes? If ever I do manage to keep to my New Year's resolution and work out and eventually lose some pounds, then I'll have an excuse to celebrate and get myself some new threads. How about that for motivation?

I also have to sort through the kids' huge pile of toys and decide which ones to give away. l think I've finally learned to appreciate Less is more.

Chinese New Year plans.
What are we going to do to keep the kids entertained, while keeping ourselves sane at the same time? I also need to plan the menus for the 4-day holiday, which means that I have to make sure that I will have all necessary ingredients by next Saturday. I think this, above all, stresses me out the most.


Many things to do...

12 January 2009

For Starters

I used to love writing. A lot.

I used to have lots of diaries. I used to write personal reviews of books that I’d read, movies that I’d watched.

Until I started working. Then writing in a diary or putting personal thoughts on paper seemed juvenile.

Now that I am nearing mid-life (crisis?), I again need an outlet for all these random thoughts.

I also want there to be an account of this phase of my life --that of being a mom, a stay-at-home one at that. I had not imagined that I would be a full-time mom nor had I considered that I wouldn’t want to be anything else (for the time being).

Simply put, I am loving mamahood. Despite the lack of sleep, the messiness, the frustration, the guilt –oh, the guilt! – I am at my most fulfilled.

I am not one of those whom people might call “born to be a mom.” I do not take naturally to all kids. I do not cook all my children’s meals. More often than not, I am not as patient as I ought to be with Josh and Zoë. But I am learning. I pray for guidance. I hope I will enrich Josh's and Zoë’s lives the way that they’ve so enriched mine.

That’s one mighty tall order and one that I will do my darnedest to achieve.

Blog Widget by LinkWithin