Nate turned 3 months old today and it's true what my friends with kids said to me in the crazy first month - that the situation gets A LOT better when the baby hits the 3rd month. It has been much easier (and less stressful) since the little fella hit the 10th week mark. He actually got into a schedule, of sorts. And the husband and I understand 90% of his cries.
I've been reading to him since he was 10 weeks old and I hope he continues to enjoy reading as he gets older. Apart from his first bible, I've been reading 'Fly Away Ladybug' (cool book!). Increasingly he has been putting stuff into his mouth and especially loves to 'eat' his fingers!
I'll be going back to work on the 19th March. While I'm anxious about not being with Nate for greater than 2 hours at a stretch, I'm also looking forward to going back to work. I have been feeling somewhat bored, honestly. Although I'm sure that when I'm back, I'll want to stay home with the kid! We'll see how that goes. I've always wondered how my neighbour - a SAHM with 3 kids - spends her days without getting bored. I guess it's something that you get used to after a while.
Mr & Mrs Perky
Friday, February 26, 2010
Recollection - Part 2 (Nate's birthday)
I enjoyed my 2nd trimester immensely. I was a lot more relaxed and it helped that physically, I was feeling great! The husband and I went on a crazy shopping spree for the baby and both of us had a whale of a time. I remember feeling somewhat disappointed when there was nothing else to buy! It was also very helpful that the GSS was on and we managed to get a number of the big-ticket items at a lower price:)
Throughout my pregnancy, the husband pampered me galore - I didn't take the public transport for a year! (Wife's taxi service rocks!!). I don't know if I'd get the same treatment if we had another child ;) I really relished the time that we spent together and although I was looking forward to Cubby's arrival, I periodically felt a tinge of sadness coz I knew that it wasn't going to be just the two of us anymore.
The 3rd trimester was just a haze of tiredness and trying to get as much work done as possible. Time flew and two weeks before my scheduled C-section, I was already on home rest. During the last trimester and particularly just before I was due, the husband and I majorly indulged in fabulous food (I love Hai Tien Lo's dim sum buffet!).
I still recall how I was feeling the night before the delivery - super-anxious and yet excited about seeing this baby that I had only seen through ultrasound scans. I was given instructions not to consume anything after midnight (what the?!! pregnant chicks are ALWAYS hungry) and that I had to register at the hospital by 4am. Perky and I went to bed at about midnight (I stuffed myself with as much food as I could consume!) and although Perky fell asleep the instant his head hit the pillow, I just couldn't fall asleep. I got out of bed about 3-ish and woke the husband and remembered thinking that in a couple of hours, Nathanael would be in our arms.
Apart from the side-effects of being overdosed on morphine (I was shaking uncontrollably for an hour after surgery), I would say that the worst aspect of that morning was the enema. I never had one, and I certainly won't be volunteering to do this again anytime soon. I was doubled over in pain in the bathroom and reckon had freaked the crap out of the lady who was in the room (they didn't have single rooms available prior to my delivery). This poor lady probably just got back from several hours of pushing and heaving her baby out and there I was groaning, crying and whimpering in the bathroom. It was like the worst stomachache/ period pain EVER! To think that I had to do it again a day after surgery!
I was somewhat worried about how the epidural would turn out given the alien being growing on my spinal cord but this aspect worked out:) Praise GHod! Just a bit malu with so many people (including 2 young male nursing assistants) in the surgery room with my bottom half completely exposed. Cubby came out within 7 minutes of er...cutting me open and all I heard was this amazingly loud cry! A very pissed off Nathanael who was probably sleeping blissfully at that time. Perky was next to me, holding my hand and the moment I heard Cubby cry, I started crying like a baby as well (so pai-seh!). I remember my anesthetist joking with my gynae that I needed a towel to wipe my tears! After the mandatory quick check by the paediatrician, Nate was placed in my arms...and yes, I started crying again. I blame it on pregnancy hormones!
That moment was just awesome. Here was this tiny little creature staring at my face (and pouting!).
Throughout my pregnancy, the husband pampered me galore - I didn't take the public transport for a year! (Wife's taxi service rocks!!). I don't know if I'd get the same treatment if we had another child ;) I really relished the time that we spent together and although I was looking forward to Cubby's arrival, I periodically felt a tinge of sadness coz I knew that it wasn't going to be just the two of us anymore.
The 3rd trimester was just a haze of tiredness and trying to get as much work done as possible. Time flew and two weeks before my scheduled C-section, I was already on home rest. During the last trimester and particularly just before I was due, the husband and I majorly indulged in fabulous food (I love Hai Tien Lo's dim sum buffet!).
I still recall how I was feeling the night before the delivery - super-anxious and yet excited about seeing this baby that I had only seen through ultrasound scans. I was given instructions not to consume anything after midnight (what the?!! pregnant chicks are ALWAYS hungry) and that I had to register at the hospital by 4am. Perky and I went to bed at about midnight (I stuffed myself with as much food as I could consume!) and although Perky fell asleep the instant his head hit the pillow, I just couldn't fall asleep. I got out of bed about 3-ish and woke the husband and remembered thinking that in a couple of hours, Nathanael would be in our arms.
Apart from the side-effects of being overdosed on morphine (I was shaking uncontrollably for an hour after surgery), I would say that the worst aspect of that morning was the enema. I never had one, and I certainly won't be volunteering to do this again anytime soon. I was doubled over in pain in the bathroom and reckon had freaked the crap out of the lady who was in the room (they didn't have single rooms available prior to my delivery). This poor lady probably just got back from several hours of pushing and heaving her baby out and there I was groaning, crying and whimpering in the bathroom. It was like the worst stomachache/ period pain EVER! To think that I had to do it again a day after surgery!
I was somewhat worried about how the epidural would turn out given the alien being growing on my spinal cord but this aspect worked out:) Praise GHod! Just a bit malu with so many people (including 2 young male nursing assistants) in the surgery room with my bottom half completely exposed. Cubby came out within 7 minutes of er...cutting me open and all I heard was this amazingly loud cry! A very pissed off Nathanael who was probably sleeping blissfully at that time. Perky was next to me, holding my hand and the moment I heard Cubby cry, I started crying like a baby as well (so pai-seh!). I remember my anesthetist joking with my gynae that I needed a towel to wipe my tears! After the mandatory quick check by the paediatrician, Nate was placed in my arms...and yes, I started crying again. I blame it on pregnancy hormones!
That moment was just awesome. Here was this tiny little creature staring at my face (and pouting!).
Friday, February 19, 2010
Being Pregnant
Recollection - Part 1
I clearly recall the day I found out I was pregnant. I was having a particularly crappy day at the office and I suppose a large part of it was my growing irritation at all things...and people.
On a whim I thought I'd go get a pregnancy test kit during lunch, not really believing that anything would come from it. I tested at the office bathroom and was astounded when I saw a faint positive! Naturally, I did a re-test. I remember feeling anxious (that it may have been a false positive) and afraid (what it would mean to actually be preggers). I suppose this would describe my entire first trimester since I didn't want to be overly happy....just in case.
I showed Sally my test kit and of course, swore her to secrecy! I also took pictures of it - I still have them. I called Perky and told him and true to our profession, decided on test re-test reliability (did it again when I got home). Both of us were obviously thrilled: Many pregnancy test kits later (an expensive endeavour!), I went for a blood test to confirm that I was pregnant.
I had a horrible first trimester - was puking so many times a day that I completely lost any sense of humour I had. It was really tough going - looking pretty unattractive, feeling like crap and having to meet deadlines! I suppose the worse was when I started bleeding - the first time it happened, I started crying inconsolably coz I thought I was gonna lose the then-fetus. It happened again when Perky and I decided to have a staycation at the Fullerton (lousy waste of $$!). So, apart from needing to be on IV drip for dehydration thanks to all the puking, I also had to deal with weekly scans to see if the fetus was okay.
I was only truly happy once I got past the 16th week when I was given the all clear. Plus my all-day sickness had stopped and I saw how our little Cubby was growing :) Praise God for all his blessings!
And For Today...24th Feb 2010
The pain from the horrid wisdom tooth surgery is improving - the pain is now bearable but eating is still a challenge. Perky went to remove his as well and his pain tolerance is incredible. One day and he's alright - I'm convinced he's a man-bot.
I went for my last facial at Clarins yesterday (love that place!). Too bad my package has ended. I started going last year when I was 2 months into my pregnancy all the way till my 8th month - where it got more uncomfortable than relaxing.
Btw, Cubby now weighs a lovely 6.2kg (that's double his birth weight!)and the cutie will be 3-months old tomorrow`:) I think I'm spoiling him silly. I bought a floor gym thingie for him (for my mum's house) and a HUGE Winnie the Pooh & Friends bumper playmat (for my place). Still, it's awesome seeing him enjoy the toys! His neck is pretty steady now and he's lifting his head up when on his tummy. I'll post some pics of him asap. Plus, I've been going crazy with the online shopping for outfits for him! Too cute lah!
I clearly recall the day I found out I was pregnant. I was having a particularly crappy day at the office and I suppose a large part of it was my growing irritation at all things...and people.
On a whim I thought I'd go get a pregnancy test kit during lunch, not really believing that anything would come from it. I tested at the office bathroom and was astounded when I saw a faint positive! Naturally, I did a re-test. I remember feeling anxious (that it may have been a false positive) and afraid (what it would mean to actually be preggers). I suppose this would describe my entire first trimester since I didn't want to be overly happy....just in case.
I showed Sally my test kit and of course, swore her to secrecy! I also took pictures of it - I still have them. I called Perky and told him and true to our profession, decided on test re-test reliability (did it again when I got home). Both of us were obviously thrilled: Many pregnancy test kits later (an expensive endeavour!), I went for a blood test to confirm that I was pregnant.
I had a horrible first trimester - was puking so many times a day that I completely lost any sense of humour I had. It was really tough going - looking pretty unattractive, feeling like crap and having to meet deadlines! I suppose the worse was when I started bleeding - the first time it happened, I started crying inconsolably coz I thought I was gonna lose the then-fetus. It happened again when Perky and I decided to have a staycation at the Fullerton (lousy waste of $$!). So, apart from needing to be on IV drip for dehydration thanks to all the puking, I also had to deal with weekly scans to see if the fetus was okay.
I was only truly happy once I got past the 16th week when I was given the all clear. Plus my all-day sickness had stopped and I saw how our little Cubby was growing :) Praise God for all his blessings!
And For Today...24th Feb 2010
The pain from the horrid wisdom tooth surgery is improving - the pain is now bearable but eating is still a challenge. Perky went to remove his as well and his pain tolerance is incredible. One day and he's alright - I'm convinced he's a man-bot.
I went for my last facial at Clarins yesterday (love that place!). Too bad my package has ended. I started going last year when I was 2 months into my pregnancy all the way till my 8th month - where it got more uncomfortable than relaxing.
Btw, Cubby now weighs a lovely 6.2kg (that's double his birth weight!)and the cutie will be 3-months old tomorrow`:) I think I'm spoiling him silly. I bought a floor gym thingie for him (for my mum's house) and a HUGE Winnie the Pooh & Friends bumper playmat (for my place). Still, it's awesome seeing him enjoy the toys! His neck is pretty steady now and he's lifting his head up when on his tummy. I'll post some pics of him asap. Plus, I've been going crazy with the online shopping for outfits for him! Too cute lah!
Tuesday, February 2, 2010
The Mountain Tortoise Ventures :)
Looks like I'm one of those cliched mums who start blogging when they are pregnant/ have popped!
I guess I'm afraid of forgetting the many precious moments and intense feelings I have been experiencing since Nate's birth - if left to the limited capacity of the human brain!
I hope that over the next few posts, I'd be able to recall most of my experiences since Nov 09!
But of course, since blogs are meant to capture everyday experiences, I'll be including some of the more mundane observations/ random thoughts as well ...kekeke :)
Happy Reading! :)
I guess I'm afraid of forgetting the many precious moments and intense feelings I have been experiencing since Nate's birth - if left to the limited capacity of the human brain!
I hope that over the next few posts, I'd be able to recall most of my experiences since Nov 09!
But of course, since blogs are meant to capture everyday experiences, I'll be including some of the more mundane observations/ random thoughts as well ...kekeke :)
Happy Reading! :)
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