Celine is just such a bundle of joy. I was having headaches but still spent some time playing with her. It’s always such a joy to see her crawling here and there and then giggling as we play with her. She finds such happiness in just standing up and falling down (on the bed) and then giggles away for a while before she repeats all that again. She brings much laughters even on a hot Saturday afternoon.
Celine is about 9.5 month old now. I just think babies grow up too quickly. Just a few months ago, she was only a fragile little infant in my arms and now she isn’t even 1 year old and could already understand us when we speak to her. It’s so fast! She is already trying to stand on her own without support. The whole day I saw her trying to stand up by holding to the rail of the playpen or back support of the sofa and then letting go of her hands one by one to allow herself to stand without support! We didn’t teach her that. It was just her instinct to want to progress and grow. This is just so amazing…
So as Celine approaches her one year old birthday, we are also thinking and planning for a second child. At any time, I tell people that I always wanted to have 3 kids since young. In fact, my ideal age of giving birth to my first child was 24! O well, life didn’t go as I planned and so I gave birth to my first child at 36 instead. :S At this age, I am just very happy to have a healthy child but then I guess deep down I still really desire to have 3 if I can have my way. I still have a frozen embryo and so I am going to try to thaw that and see if it is still good to be put into my uterus, and hopefully I get pregnant with that. Else I may just go with doing IVF all over again. The whole needle and blood works and scans too… I could see that little wish in hubby’s eyes not to let me go through all that again. O well. When I had none and the joy of having a child drove me to go through all that. So now that I have one and all the joy I busk in, even more, it’s not a problem going through those stuff again. SO. If I can have my way, I still hope to have 3 kids. We shall see.
Meanwhile, I am really enjoying being mother to this bundle of joy. Love her!
I think about Celine everyday… It’s strange that I think of her more now than when I just came back to work after maternity.
This little girl has been resisting trying to nap and when it comes to the evening time she gets rather whiny till she drinks her milk and sleep. And I just love looking at her asleep like this…
What a busy day. In summary, it was going out, coming back, going out, coming back, going out and coming back again. Quick Quiz. How many sets of going out and coming back was there? Ha!
In between those were exchanging and installing the new cable TV set-top box, going for a medical check-up and buying groceries. I am super tired. Aching all over again cos I was once again carrying baby down to walk and buy groceries while the aircon servicing guys were doing maintenance for our aircons.
Did I mention that it was almost dejavu for me? I mean the carrying Celine down for a walk part. I had to bring Celine for a walk yesterday in the afternoon and I walked for almost 2 hours cos she refused to take a nap and was clinging on to me like a kaola bear at home. I was sweaty-sticky and she slept while I was walking in the midst of the crowded pasam-malam. Urgh! So I walked into the nearest air-conditioned supermarket and did shopping for groceries while she slept.
This lass is one fiesty one and rather persistent. I hope it will do her well in the days ahead. Too tired to write anymore. Shall end off with a collage pic of Celine!
Today, we went down to the childcare centre to register Celine for the playgroup class in Jan 2015. Finally, we have decided on sending her to Sunflower Kinderhub, which is behind our previous flat. Anyway, we are just glad that we have decided that she goes to this childcare centre for at least a year before we decide again if she should go to else where that is probably more curriculum-driven.
Then we went to Orchard with Vic’s cousin. Did some shopping and guess what? Vic was feeling really generous and bought this for me as a gift. For no reason!
I am feeling very loved now just looking at this Tory Burch wallet. To be exact, it’s Tory Burch’s Robinson Oversized Smartphone Wallet. I have been drooling over it for the last few months while surfing the internet looking at the brand’s smartphone wristlets. And today, it’s finally mine!! I feel so so happy!
*ahem* coincidentally, the Motherhood magazine was there when I took the photo of the wallet, and so I guess, this must be a “reward” for being a good mother to Celine. Hee. But well… nothing beats the great feeling of motherhood itself.
Anyway, after shopping at Orchard, we came home for a short break and then went out again for dinner and then shopping at NTUC and Watsons nearby. And then a little dessert break before we call it a day. Tiring. While I was writing this post, Vic was sound asleep on the sofa for almost 1.5hours. Why was he more tired when I was the one that carried Celine throughout the day and even early this morning, I was the one carrying and pacifying her??? Ok. Maybe this is why he bought me the present? Haha!!!
I just feel so happy that my Saturday is well spent! Going to sleep now. Shall end with some photos of Celine. Look at my little imp’s expressions. She totally has that dun-mess-with-me look. Love her so much… *muacks*
*ahem* Excuse me please for the title. This was what Celine mumbled for 45min on Saturday when I was alone with her! Thanks to her dad who was so ambitious in teaching her say “Ten” so she started imitating and my trying-to-be-smart helper started “teaching” Celine to say “Ten” with her so-wrong-pronunciation! So instead of saying “Ten” Celine started saying “Dam” with an emphasis on the “M”! :S
My innocent baby was “Dam-ing” every few seconds as an exclamation. When she tried to stand and failed, she went “Dam”. When she managed to stand up leaning her weight on the sofa, she went “Dam” again. When she pointed her finger at my photo, yes, she went “DAM”… Then she fell on her butt and again, “DAM”… She was getting very “crude” “DAM-ing” louder and more confident saying this not-so-nice word. *faint*
By this time, I was laughing quite loudly and she was looking at me laughing so sillily and yes, again she said “DAM”. LOL. At last, I couldn’t take the “DAM-ing” after 45min, I quickly brought her to bathe and get her to turn in for the night. Laid my hands and prayed for her to forget that crude word. Okay. I was kidding. But for the whole of Sunday, my mission was to correct her. Whenever she said “Dam”, I said a few times of “Ten” to her making sure I emphasized on the “T” and the “N”. And yes, the mommy won. Celine managed to utter a few times of “Ten”! Yey!
Ok. Some photos to end off the post!
The serious-looking babe
On the job training?
After eating dragonfruit
Before I sleep, I had some thoughts…
Having gone through tough times and challenges do not necessarily produce a more compassionate you, but certainly a more resilient you.
Being strong and firm all the time do not necessarily mean you are less compassionate, but probably you are less likely to change.
Laughters aren’t always a reflection of joy but definitely strength.
Wanted to post this since a few weeks ago but I forgot about it till now. Anyway, Celine has been sleeping like this since a few weeks ago and I was just reminded of the scan of her when she was still in the womb at about 16-17 weeks. She was also in a similar “praying” position too. This is so so interesting to me. HA!
I just hope she sleeps well tonight and get up as a happy baby tomorrow!
Recently, I have been a little concerned about Celine’s milk and solid food intake. What is actually the right standard for a 8-9month old baby? I had started Celine on the following meal schedule for 3-4 weeks to realise that it might not be a good idea at all!
7am – 180ml formula milk.
11am – 1 bowl of porridge with either fish/pork and spinach/broccoli.
2pm – 150ml formula milk.
5pm – 3/4 bowl of porridge with either fish/pork and spinach/broccoli.
7.30pm – 120-150ml of formula milk.
I talked to a friend who highlighted to me that Celine was drinking too little milk for a 8month old baby as she needs the nutrients in the milk. The solid food given is just to explore their taste buds to accept and be open to all kinds of food. And I think it made a lot of sense to me…
That is probably a reason for the slow growth in her teeth. No tooth seen, to be exact. But I think it is coming soon cos she has been drooling quite a lot!
Today, it’s the first time I gave Celine apple juice which was squeezed out directly from an apple using a spoon. I should have taken a video of her expression… The apple felt so sour from her expression. Haha… She only took a little and refuse to take some more after that. But I am feeling rather happy over introducing apple juice to her. Finally, something new. I better quickly introduce more food and fruits to her before she is set in what she likes.
Actually, for a baby her age, she is already rather choosy over the food. When she doesn’t like something, her mouth is shut very tightly and you won’t be able to get any of those stuff in her mouth. Unless of course, you try the pry-her-mouth-open-and-make-her-cry method. But no thanks, I can save that for feeding the medicines in future.
So now, what should actually be the right kind of feeding schedule for an 8 month old then? And what other kind of food should I start her on? Hmmm….
Just a few days ago, I woke up in the middle of the night and felt a little disturbed in my heart. Then I just felt a phrase “I will take care of you” popped up within and instantaneously I knew it must be God assuring me. So I have been thinking about this phrase whenever there is that emo moment.
Thinking and reflecting, I know so many times in my life, I felt abandoned and left alone especially in my younger years. So knowing that someone is there for me is very important for me. When Celine came along, Vic joked that I am someone that believe that the father must be involved in everything and so I want him to be hands-on for everything. Frankly, I didn’t think those things were difficult to achieve even on my own. What he really doesn’t know is that I just needed to know that I am not left alone to handle it though I am capable of doing it. I just didn’t like to feel left alone or abandoned. Of course, these are not everyday thoughts that I struggle with but more of something that is subconsciously affecting me.
Thinking about some other stuff, I guess, I was and am rather affected that I am being left stranded and abandoned. So just thinking about that phrase “I will take care of you” just brought much assurance (with tears tickling down my cheeks) into my heart. God will take care of me. I am not left alone. Not left stranded. Never abandoned. He will watch over me. He will take care of me. Thank you, Lord.
Hebrews 13:5 MSG
Don’t be obsessed with getting more material things. Be relaxed with what you have. Since God assured us, “I’ll never let you down, never walk off and leave you,”
It doesn’t seem to end. CNY is a time of always-full-and-still-eating and see-each-other-everyday-till-jerlat-visitations. I am basically very tired and in a zoomed out mode all the time. Can’t focus much on anything. TIRED.
Was trying to make Celine sleep earlier on while at a cousin’s place and she just refused to sleep though she was already in a daze. By “in a daze” I mean that she was staring at no one and then clapping her hands and smiling. And then climbing up the pillows and bolsters and then slamming her face onto the mattress. Then struggled to lift up her head again and the whole thing repeated. She did this for about 20-30min and I was standing there and looking at her doing this all the while. Well, I gave up eventually and no choice my MIL, BIL and Vic had to leave that early too. O well… I tried.
Tomorrow, it’s going to be another round of visiting at my SIL’s place and yes, same group of people and more eating! I have not put myself on the weighing scale yet. Vic has already complained that he weighs 1 kg heavier just after 2 days. -_-” 1 more day, 2 more meals and many snackings. *gulp*
More of my CNY at http://dayre.me/rehcranov.
Before I sleep tonight, kinda heavy-hearted and sadden by certain things that I hear. Some things just cannot be explained with words anymoe. If there are misunderstandings again and again, I think it’s probably good to just let go and let God. Not giving up but letting go. When the right time comes, it will be right again. Ok. Going to sleep now before my heart gets too sad.
Happy Chinese New Year!