Reminiscense part 2 - Learning to Breastfeed

I wanted to write down what happened during the first weeks of birth, but never got around to do it. I wrote short notes down on a notebook and luckily I haven't lost it yet. So this is just to remember how it was during early days of motherhood.

Learning to Breastfeed

Day 1 : 9th Sept 06 - After Sean was taken out of me. I still had to stay in the operating room for the doc to sew me up. Sam followed Sean to the nursery to be cleaned up. When I was done, I was wheeled into the hospital room and soon they brought Sean along at 11.30pm. He stayed with me rather than in the nursery because I wanted to breastfeed him immediately. He was sleeping and wasn't hungry. He was the most wonderful baby in the world. Of course I'm bias, after all I'm his mother! =D




Day 2 : 10 Sept 06 - I was still attached to the epidural and hence did not feel any pain. I was ecstatically happy, probably because I was still doped up =P But that morning they took off the epidural and I was told that I could start moving around. I found that I couldn't sit up on my own. Someone has to help me sit. Nor could I stand up by myself. By 12pm, I needed to go to the bathroom. I was so weak, I needed someone to help me walk.

Early today, Sean woke up hungry and breastfed. There was so little milk that he needed to feed almost every hour. To be exact, he fed 9 times. He was still very sleepy and tired from the journey from the womb to the world.

Day 3: 11 Sept 06 - Sean breastfed so often that we stopped recording. He fed 13 times by middle of afternoon. Small feeds but very often. He must be hungry by now. Sean's weight dropped to 3.61kg. This is normal since he's just losing excess water.

We checked out of the hospital at 2pm and had to pay the hospital bills. Wow! it was more expensive than we thought it would be. Because I had tried natural birth and then had to have an emergency c-section, I basically had to pay for both births. It costs almost Rm 10K!

When I got home, the effect of epidural wearing off my body started to take effect. I had to take pain killers rather often. I was exhausted. I couldn't lay down horizontally on the bed and needed several pillows to prop me up. I couldn't get out of bed, someone had to help me out of bed. Sean was feeding all the time because my body was still producing very little milk. Yuli, the maid, was a jewel. She cooked my food and brought it to the room so I can eat. She helped take care of Sean, cleaned him up and changed his diapers.



Day 4: 12 Sept 06 - It was a blur but I remembered Sean fed almost continuously for 4 straight hours at night. It was probably not like that but just after I put him down on the bed, a few minutes later, he's crying again. He seemed to be attached at the breast. My breasts were hurting because they weren't used to being suckled.



Day 5: 13 Sept 06 - Sean fed 5 hours straight at night on top of hourly feed during the day. No sleep for me. It was just a blur. My nerves were breaking down. My body still hurt and I had nipple crack and they were bleeding. Breast feeding felt like as if I was being sliced by a knife every single time he suckle. It was awful. I was trying to be brave but I had to breast feed Sean and cry at the same time because it was so painful. But how else was I going to feed him? But by now I was telling Sam that maybe he should go and buy formula. We didn't have any formula because I was determined that he gets the best, i.e. breast milk. But Sam helped me remember that I wanted to breastfeed and supported me emotionally.

Day 6 : 14 Sept 06 - I remembered that I bought a breast pump so I started pumping. The flow of milk helped to soothe the sore breasts. There was very little milk, only 20 - 30 ml after 1-2 hours of pumping. It was my wrists that were sore now. But that day I left the room and was able to walk down the stairs.







Day 7 : 15 Sept 06 - We brought Sean for his first paediatrician check. He had jaundice so he had to do the UV light treatment. We opted to rent the UV machine and do it ourselves at home. It was about Rm125 per day and Sean had to be under the lights for 3 days.

Sam's parents were upset that Sean had to be put there for the whole 3 days, only brought out for feeding. They thought that sunlight was enough, but Sean's bilirubin level was very high and he needed the concentrated UV treatment. It was difficult to put him inside because he wanted to be in close contact all the time, but putting him down in fetal position seemed to work.

I expressed the milk so that Sean could drink a lot more at feeding time. Too many people interfered with the feeding. They fed him too much and all the expressed milk was gone by 10pm. I was very upset because it was a lot pumping just to get the milk which was only being produced at 30 ml for every 1-2 hours of pumping (by hand)! I had to express all over again and pretty much spent the night day half naked trying to get enough milk. I talked to Margaret and got good expressing tips. I drank a lot of water and the milk came bountifully at night. The volume increased from 40ml to 60 ml by night time and by the next morning 75ml.

Day 8 : 16 Sept 06 - I was happy too early about the milk production because by day the production went back to 40 ml. The expressed breast milk (EBM) supply finished very quickly. Sean was a hungry baby. So I had to spend another day half naked just to pump and catch up with his appetite. Sean was used to getting a lot more milk at each feed, about 50 - 70 ml. He needed expressed milk as well as breast feeding to satisfy his hunger.

Day 8 : 17 Sept 06 - Took Sean out of the UV box to breastfeed at 4am. He was whiny and didn't want to get back inside. Neither did he want to sleep. He wanted to breastfeed. This went on until 10am. finally exhausted, I took him down to the maid for his bath so that I could get some sleep. I had a 2 hour nap and when I woke up at 12pm, I had lunch. Then it was back to breast feeding from 2.30 - 4pm. It took that much time to settle him down before he got back into the UV box. This was the last day, so I wanted him to get as much light as possible.

I learned a new trick. I breast fed Sean from one breast and pump the other one. I achieved 40ml from the right breast! But his appetite increased again. He fed from breast plus a 50ml bottle of EBM!


Day 10 : 19 Sept 06 - Sean's bilirubin level went down from 281 tp 157. He's OK! He had also gained weight from 3.61kg when he left the hospital to 4.15kg within 8 days.

This is the end of the notes. From then on, it's a blur. I have to look at photographs to remember what happened since then. I'm glad I managed to jot down notes during that first week because if I have to depend on my memories, I wouldn't be able to remember so much. First week was tough but it just got better from then on.

PS. I went on pumping and nursing until Sean was 7 months. My wrists hurt all the time by then. I decided to stop pumping and just breastfeed purely. At first we mixed with formula but Sean didn't like the taste of formula. Luckily this was the time when he was starting on his solids. So he didn't need to feed on purely breastmilk. I'd just like to say that I'm happy that I've made it this far, still breastfeeding when Sean is 15 months old. It has it's pros and cons, but I think it makes our bonding really special.

Reminiscense part 1- Labour Story

A friend asked about childcare. It got me reminiscing about the early days. It's just been 15 months and yet so many things have happened and I'm already starting to forget how things were at the beginning. So I thought I should put in the blog so I can read it if I need too. I dug this from an email I sent around right after the birth.

The Labour Story of Sean Gabriel Wee

Okay where should I start. I want to be brief, but maybe I'm just long winded :P So here's the story of all good intentions to be natural that ended up in the operating theater anyway .. hehehe

One week before the birth, I started with false labour. Now , never experiencing this b4, I just went with whatever the book say. Time the contractions and wait till it gets really painful. So anyway, the contractions started early friday morning and went on regularly the whole day. They weren't painful, so we waited and waited. Saturday morning, I had a series of long contraction and then they went away. I read up on the internet abt it and found out it's called prodromal labour. Seems that it can last for days to weeks! Now.. how can a first time pregnant woman know the difference between false labour and real labour?? Since then, there were regular contractions for a few hours everyday. Since they were just irritating, I didn't really bother. After being anxious the whole of friday, we were quite calm.

Thu, 7th Sep. contractions started at 10am. They were regular too. We had put all the bags for the hospital into the car and were on our way to a shopping centre. Sam was going for a meeting and I was going to meet a friend for lunch. Upon arriving at the carpark, I put on the TENS machine. It's a small little thing that send out electrical pulse to the body. It's supposed to get your body to increase its endorphine level so that the body can withstand a higher pain level. You are meant to put it on really early during early labour.

Anyway, the contractions were abt 45 seconds each and 10 mins apart, but they weren't painful, just irritating. This went on for the whole day. By nighttime, the contractions were getting stronger and longer, but they were still abt 10 min apart. Which is really quite the opposite what the books say, but they also say that its the time of each contractions that's important. By midnight, the contactions was abt 90 seconds each and I called the hospital. They told me to wait till it's too uncomfortable to stay at home. So we waited till 2.30am By then the contactions were 2 min each and they were really uncomfortable. No water bag burst, no Show (the losing of the cervical plug), nothing.. but it felt like real contractions. So we went to the hospital.

When we got there (3am,Fri 8th Sep), each contraction was rather painful, then they examined my cervix (Owww..rather painful having a stranger's hand digging inside you.. ) and said that they could only get the tip of the finger in.

5am - Another cervical check..Owww..cervix dilated 3cm. I was ratehr happy since things were moving along, but the contactions were painful. I asked for the gas but the senior nurse didn't allow me. She said it was only to be used near the end.

7am - Change of shift. got a new nurse and she allowed me to use the gas. I guess my pain tolerance is just not that great. I was already writhing in pain.

9am - Another cervical check and it was still only 3cm!!!! I was thinking.. I can't even stand the pain now and things haven't been moving for the last 4 hours. I don't care abt not wanting to use the epidural, I asked for it. I didn't scream, but lets just say by the time the anesthetist came, I was in agony. After that... blisss.... no pain, just numbness. The numbness was a bit worrying since I felt bloated from waist down. Can't move, but I was able to get some sleep. The only thing uncomfortable was the sensors (for baby heatbeat & contraction) digging into my tummy.

3pm - Dilation was only 5cm. It was moving really slowly. Now text books says that the dilations takes about 1 hour for every cm. So mine was taking a very long time, abt 3 hours every cm. But they also say that first time labour usually takes longer. So I tried to be patient.

7pm - Dilation 6-7 cm. Baby heartbeat was unstable. It dropped after every contractions. The Doc said that if it continues we'll have to go for C-section. Then the heartbeat was stable after all, so we still hoped for a natural.

9pm - Dilation 7cm. We asked the Doc if we can wait a bit longer b4 opting for C-section since the baby's heatbeat was stable. He gave us time until 12am for dilation to go to 10cm. I had to have my epidural dosage increased since I could feel the contractions and they were really painful. Or maybe I'm just a wimp :P hehe

Sat, 9th Sep 1am - Dilation 8cm. We asked for more time since it was so close. Only 2 more cm adn the contraction was really going along. Each contractions were several minutes long and only 1-2 min apart. It really felt like it was going to happen soon.

3am - Dilation 9cm

5am - Dilation still 9cm

9am - Dilation stiilll 9cm. Contractions was BAADDD.. It felt as if a bowling ball was trying to pass through my ass. Here I was doped up till high heaven, but I could feel each and every contractions. Doc said that it was too dangerous to do a natural birth even with forcep delivery. So off I went to the operating theater. Doped up some more with epidural, striped naked and let the doctors do their work.

9.36am - Ooeeee... a loud angry cry, and thus born Sean Gabriel Wee, 3.86 kg (8.8 pounds), 51 cm.

Cutting finger nails

You would think that cutting finger nails is such a mundane event that it's weird that someone would even blog about it. I have to tell you that I've always found cutting Sean's finger nails difficult.

At first, he was so tiny that his finger nails are really minuscules. It was just scary holding that tiny hands and trying to cut the nails. Moreover, he has never liked people holding his hands. Even when he is asleep he'll pull it away and protests. I have to wait until he's really in a deep sleep before I attempt any finger nail cutting. So it's very often that I neglect cutting his nails until it's so long that he scratches himself and us with them.

So yesterday was an event of note when he decided that he would allow me to cut his finger nails. He saw me cutting my nails. The fact that I had bought a new nail clipper that looks quite cute attracted his attention. Then I told him to sit with me and let me cut his nails. At first, he wouldn't let me, but I coaxed him and finally he allowed me to cut his nails. Both hands and feet too! I'm so proud of my boy right now... my job as nail cutter will be much easier now.. =D

Of farts and fat globules

I was just reading a friend's blog entry about how pregnancy induces you to produce a lot of flatulence and it just reminded me that being pregnant and having a child really changes you, physically and mentally. When I was pregnant, I started farting a lot too.. and unfortunately, it hasn't stopped! =P ha ha ha

It's quite embarrassing how often I fart nowadays. It's OK when no one hears or smells it, but a while ago I was doing BJJ, I farted while practicing a technique with a partner who was rather new. Ooopss.=P I was really hoping my partner couldn't smell it....I'm sure he did... ha ha ha.... but was just too polite to mention it. .. (He hasn't been back... ha ha ha.. I hope it wasn't because of my fart). I'd have been really embarrassed before pregnancy, but now I'm really blase about it. What to do...... if you gotta release gas, you just gotta go. There's no time to be embarrassed when you're busy chasing after an active baby.

Now, I've been really lazy about getting back in shape. Really haven't done any exercises to reduce my tummy. My tummy is still squishy and when I squeeze it, I can actually feel the fat globules underneath the skin! Yucky....Unfortunately or fortunately, Sean loooooveees playing and poking my tummy and belly button. In fact, it's his bedtime ritual to breastfeed and poke my belly button at the same time. I blow his tummy and make rude noises, so he does the same to me. So my excuse for not exercising is that Sean would dearly miss his mummy's soft, squishy tummy if she exercised it away.. ha ha ha....

So you see, having a child makes you grosser, but it really doesn't matter much because having a child also makes you more tolerant of the grosser working of the human biological system. What's a bit of farts and fat globules when you've been squirted by runny diarhoea poo, peed on , and vomited on?

A-je-ba

November 19th 2007

You might ask " What's a-je-ba ?"..... That's what I want to know too!
Sean has been saying it for months and I still don't know what it means.
Oh sometimes he varies it and says a-je-bu...... but that doesn't mean I know any better.
It's not a word that he says to us, more like something he says when he's doing his own thing and jabbers away.
I thought all moms would know their baby's baby words, but it's still a mystery to me.

We can understand him quite well, through his actions and facial expressions.
His current favourite expression is emphatic shaking of his head to indicate no. Let's just say there's been a lot of head shaking recently. Sometimes he shakes his head and push his hands out anyway, whether or not he wants something.. and then realises that he actually wants it.

We think that he needs to say yes too, so we go about trying to get him to say yes. So every time we say yes, we nod our head. Sam has also started teaching Sean to play Sat-Sat-Sat. (unfortunately, I'm rather clueless to these type of games =P)

Sat-Sat-Sat (hands move up and down together 3x)
Pom-Pom-Pom (double high fives 3x)
Yes sir, (nod-nod)
No sir (shake head)
123

So whenever we remember, we play sat-sat-sat with him. He's starting to get the hang of it too, although not the whole thing yet. At least he'll put his hand out to be shaken and sort of lift his hands up for the high fives. And after that shakes his head all the way he he he...

Now when we give him something to eat and he likes it, he will eat and nod his head (sagely).. he he he... it's really cute

Home Sweet Home and the Flu

November 9th 2007


Sean with Opa & Oma.









The first time Opa met Sean.








Sean with Aunt Verni and his cousins, Fendi and Frederick. The only reason I look taller than my nephews is because I was wearing high heels and they weren't. =P







My nephew, Fendi (8 yrs old). He's big! He's almost as tall as I am and he's 3 kg heavier than me!







My nephew, Frederick (5 yrs old). He's also huge. I'll be the shorty auntie in a few years time.






We are back from a one week trip to Jakarta. This was the first time Sean met my family. It was a bit late, but better late than never, right? I do wish that we can live closer to my family, so that Sean can know his grandparents, uncle, auntie and cousins better. Since, that isn't so at the moment, we can only go visit them as often as we can.

I think it was a good decision to wait until Sean was a little bit older before flying down to Jakarta. It was definitely easier to feed him as he decided that he wanted to eat adult food from now on. "No more mushy baby food mummy!" is what he would have said if only he can talk now. He also learned to drink from a straw and was usually sharing our food and drink when we eat out.

On the other hand, he is at the stage when he is mistrustful of all strangers, which meant that he wasn't friendly to my grandmothers, parents,uncles, aunts, brother, sis-in-law and nephews. At first he allowed my dad to carry him and we were rather surprised at how easily he adapted to my dad. But unfortunately it was just that once during the first few days. But as he slowly got used to everyone at home, he allowed others to get close to him. And by the 2nd last day, he liked my brother so much that he was always asking my brother to carry him, which ignited my 5 year old nephew's (Frederick) jealousy. Nope.. nope.... you can't touch my dad!.... which is exactly the way Sean reacts whenever my nephews (Fendy & Frederick) come close or talk to me. In fact, he managed to scratch Frederick's face once when I wasn't so vigilant!

Although it was wonderful to meet up with my family, we didn't time the trip correctly. Firstly, there was no maid and everyone at home was busy everyday. Jakarta's traffic is crazier than normal. The new busway system is taking up precious road and making it totally awful to be on the road. So we decided not to venture far on our own, which left us to the nearest shopping mall, which unfortunately is being partly renovated. Hopefully by the time we go back next year, the new shopping centre nearby my parent's house will be ready and they have somehow sorted out the mess of the traffic jam in Jakarta.

Like most trips, the sweetest part is coming home. Sean was so happy to arrive home. He was all smiles as he enter the house and started playing with his toys even though it was almost midnight by the time we arrived home. It was good to be back home and sleeping on our own beds again. Home is always the best.

Unfortunately for me, I've got the flu by the2nd day we got home. I think my body finally decided that it can get sick after going through Sean's high fevers which started a week before the trip and then the traveling to Jakarta. In Jakarta, Sean was practically glued onto me, which didn't give me much rest during the day. At night, we were attacked by vicious hungry mosquitoes, even after we sprayed the room with Baygon, which left me with even yet less sleep. And of course, Sean had to change his sleeping habit during the trip. He woke up progressively earlier and earlier each day, which again, left me with barely enough sleep every day.

But was it worth it? Yes of course! anything for my darling Sean......a mummy's job is never done, but it's still the best job in the world!

We are going on a bear hunt

October 19th 2007

Today we went to Borders at the Curve. He was only interested in one book - "We are going on a Bear Hunt" with pop up pages. Unfortunately, the story book cost Rm90.... 90 ringgits!.. that's daylight robbery.! But I loved the pop up pages that can make the figures move around. It makes story telling very fun =D (Yeah.. is the book for Mummy or for Sean?)

But I can foresee the books not lasting very long in Sean's hands. All I can say is that he's a boy... a messy, rough and ready to tumble boy. I might get the board book version which cost Rm33, but I still think it's expensive. It's such a cute story though and it has really nice illustrations (yeah.. mummy likes the pictures) =D



We're going on a bear hunt.
We're going to catch a big one.
What a beautiful day!
We're not scared.

Uh-uh! Grass!
Long wave grass.
We can't go over it.
We can't go under it.

Oh no!
We've got to go through it!

swishy swashy!
swishy swashy!
swishy swashy!

We're going on a bear hunt.
We're going to catch a big one.
What a beautiful day!
We're not scared.

Uh-uh! A river!
A deep cold river.
We can't go over it.
We can't go under it.

Oh no!
We've got to go through it!

splash! splosh!
splash! splosh!
splash! splosh!

We're going on a bear hunt.
We're going to catch a big one.
What a beautiful day!
We're not scared.

Uh-uh! Mud!
Thick oozy mud.
We can't go over it.
We can't go under it.

Oh no!
We've got to go through it!

Squelch! Squerch!
Squelch! Squerch!
Squelch! Squerch!

We're going on a bear hunt.
We're going to catch a big one.
What a beautiful day!
We're not scared.

Uh-uh! A forest!
A big dark forest.
We can't go over it.
We can't go under it.

Oh no!
We've got to go through it!

stumble trip!
stumble trip!
stumble trip!

We're going on a bear hunt.
We're going to catch a big one.
What a beautiful day!
We're not scared.

Uh-uh! A snowstorm!
A swirling whirling snowstorm.
We can't go over it.
We can't go under it.

Oh no!
We've got to go through it!

Hoooo woooo!
Hoooo woooo!
Hoooo woooo!

We're going on a bear hunt.
We're going to catch a big one.
What a beautiful day!
We're not scared.

Uh-uh! A cave!
A narrow gloomy cave.
We can't go over it.
We can't go under it.

Oh no!
We've got to go through it!

Tiptoe!
Tiptoe!
Tiptoe!
WHAT'S THAT?

One shiny wet nose!
Two big furry ears!
Two big goggly eyes!
IT'S A BEAR!!!!

Quick! Back through the cave! Tiptoe! Tiptoe! Tiptoe!
Back through the snowstorm! Hoooo woooo! Hoooo woooo!
Back through the forest! Strumble trip! Strumble trip!
Back through the mud! Squelch squerch! Squelch squerch!
Back through the river! Splash splosh! Splash splosh!
Back through the grass! Swishy swashy! Swishy swashy!

Get to our front door.
Open the door.
Up the stairs.

Oh-no!
We forgot to shut the door.
Back downstairs.

Shut the door.
Back upstairs.
Into the bedroom.

Into bed.
Under the covers.

We're not going on a bear hunt again.

The Dreaded Bedtime

October, 13th 2007

Oh Bedtime is the longest time of all
I can imagine Sean saying
Mummy I want water,
Mummy I need to pee,
or just flatly refuse to sleep as he does now.

It takes several hours each night to get Sean to sleep.
We'll play on the bed to get him ready for bed. He'll want to get off the bed to play on the floor.
Then we'll breastfeed. He gets a drink and then goes back to playing.
This goes on for at least an hour. When I finally get him to sleep, he naps for an hour and then wakes up.
Ready for more playtime, not caring that it's already midnight!

Mummy gotta stay next to him while he plays,
not allowed to do anything else,
Just in case he needs a cuddle.
This can go on for a long time, so Sean
crawls over Mummy left and right to watch Daddy playing FIFA 08,
flip the book mummy is trying to read,
jumps up and down while holding on to the bed railing,
dig out all his toys,
throws Captain America, Dr Doom and Magneto around,
until he's very very sleepy.
So he crawls to Mummy for a suckle,
while he gets patted, cuddled and soothed,
and finally falls asleep at 1.30am!

And even then, he's got to sleep on our bed until he's totally fast asleep
before we can move him to his bed.
And then in about 2 hours time, he'll wake up again
making a big fuss so he can sleep on our bed
and then proceed to roll around, taking up all the space!

Ooopsss.. Mummy is too optimistic. He's already awake again. But ...he he he.... too tired for more than a whine and a short crawl towards me who's racing to finish this blog. =P

Or maybe it would be easier if we switch off all the lights, no reading for mummy and no FIFA 08 for daddy until Sean is fast asleep. Just a thought =P

Sorting out photos

September, 29th 2007

Phew! I just spent an hour sorting out photos and I didn't even finished doing it. I thought that while Sean is asleep I would sort out the photos of the last 2 months so that we can post it on his blog. I realized that this month Sean had had a busy month. We don't have many good photos though since many of them are rather blur, partly due to the camera's fault, and partly due to Sean's constant moving. This is what we usually get when we take photos of Sean. =P
Then I thought I should pick some photos for printing for the photo album too. The last time we printed any photos was early February 07. We definitely took a lot more photos when Sean was still less mobile. In fact, you could just lay him on his tummy on the pillow and he would stay there watching Sam playing computer games without complain. =P This is Sean in his Bumbo chair which lasted only 2 months!



Now...ha ha ha.... he doesn't stay still unless he's he's extremely tired or asleep!

Books & Libraries

September, 23rd 2007

Just wanna say... Sean likes books! yay!!!.. Mummy love books, so Mummy is happy that Sean likes books. When he was younger ( a few months ago), he loves ripping off books! He'd laugh with glee when he can tear pages of old magazines. (of course mummy makes sure that he doesn't get his hands on good books to tear apart).

We've bought him several soft books and cardboard books. It's nice to see that he actually loves to turn the pages and look at them. Unfortunately, he doesn't seem interested in listening to stories yet. Once I read him a story from Richard's Scary big book of stories (normal paper book). He flip the pages and aarrrggg.. rip a page of and laughed happily. So Mummy thinks Oookay.. no more paper book until later.

On his birthday, Izzy gave him a Where's Barney? book with a pop-up Barney. He really enjoys it. It's tough enough to chew, throw around, bend here and there, as well as flip around. He even looked as if he's listening when we read him the story and enjoys when Mummy or Daddy pops Barney from his hiding place.

Sean also loves going to the library. In fact, he'll howl when I take him home. He loves touching the books and pulling or pushing the books from the shelves. The other day, he was busy babbling to himself while playing at the aisle of bookshelves. The security guard came to take a look at this noisy baby .. Ooopsss.... hence my library trip is super short recently.. he he he

Music Appreciation Class

September, 22nd 2007

Sean is finally walking! He had his first baby steps on Sun, 19th Aug 2007 and since then he's been leading us all around the living room and dining table. it's just so cute that he looks so proud and happy while walking, as if he's doing a great accomplishment, which of course, it is!

He's still rather unsteady, but as long as he has any one of us to stabilize him, he's happy to just keep walking and walking!... Sam said that this afternoon he even managed to walk almost 4 meters on his own!

We haven't taken any pictures since the camera seem to be always in the room when exciting things like this happen. We will bring the camera downstairs and try to capture this special moments before it's too late.

Walking!

August, 25th 2007

Sean is finally walking! He had his first baby steps on Sun, 19th Aug 2007 and since then he's been leading us all around the living room and dining table. it's just so cute that he looks so proud and happy while walking, as if he's doing a great accomplishment, which of course, it is!

He's still rather unsteady, but as long as he has any one of us to stabilize him, he's happy to just keep walking and walking!... Sam said that this afternoon he even managed to walk almost 4 meters on his own!

We haven't taken any pictures since the camera seem to be always in the room when exciting things like this happen. We will bring the camera downstairs and try to capture this special moments before it's too late.

First Tooth

June, 26th 2007

Sean is going to have his first tooth! ........... at 91/2 months old.

We've been waiting for this to happen forever. He's started drooling at 2 months old and gumming everything at 3 months old. We thought his tooth is coming up! But nothing happened for months. So Sean continued to chew everything he gets his hands on. Showing us his wonderfully cute gummy smiles everyday. :D

He's been cranky since last week and finally we saw the first glimmer of a tooth poking out from hrough his upper right gum. Another one is poking through the lower left gum. He's been behaving so well despite (I'm sure) being uncomfortable. I know that he needs teeth, but I know that I'm going to miss his cute gummy smiles.

Other than his tooth, he's been crawling everywhere and experimenting with standing up without holding on. Unfortunately he just lets go with a bang when he wants to sit down, making his mummy wince everytime he crash his bum on the bed.

My baby is growing up!

First step to remembering

June, 26th 2007

I thought I should start a blog after all. It seems to me that I'm starting to forget all the wonderful experiences I have when Sean was just born. So.. because I'm a rather forgetful person. Writing it down makes a lot of sense.

So as many people have done and found it useful. I'm taking up blogging to make sure I remember all the wonderful experiences I'm having as a new mummy.