Ushering In 2015

I had originally wanted to write a long post to give thanks for what I am grateful for in 2014. But I'm having a case of new year blues right now cos it is just another uneventful night in HG tonight when I really wanted to do something special/celebratory to welcome 2015. Since my Muse has been disturbed, it will be a shorter blog than what I had wanted it to be.

I am thankful for:
1. Kind soul who dashed across the MRT cabin to tell a pregnant me that there's an empty seat (which was sadly occupied before I got to it)

2. A boss for whom I have great respect for

3. A relatively smooth pregnancy and delivery

4. A healthy, fiesty baby girl (I can't even begin to tell you how happy I was when we found out the gender loh!!)

5. General good health and a safe haven at home

6. Continued blossoming of a scallywag of a son who grows up just a little bit each time I look at him

7. The support of extended family who heaps love on T and K

8. A husband who brings me down to earth (whether I like it anot) and gives support

9. Friends who dole out advice when needed, have tai-tai brunches together and leave surprises at your doorstep when u least expect it

10. The discovery of Carousell

Happie new year folks! May disasters go away and only happy things fill your life in 2015!

How Time Flies

I think the title speaks for itself. From a speckly tiny little thing, K has bloomed into a fatty bom bom with as a friend once called it, 'hamster cheeks with 小笼包 inside'.

Now she is a wriggly baby who can't keep still to save her life. Not even when she is atop the portable cot-top changer and at imminent danger of falling from the changer into her cot when she flips. This is a huge contrast to T, who at least had the courtesy of staying still when we are changing his diapers.

Speaking of T, a boisterous yakky pre-schooler has replaced the placid little baby who had given us so much joy when he was born. Stubborn at times, talkative always (even in his sleep!!) but overall an easy kid to take care of, even when he is blistering our ears off.

Thanking our lucky stars as well that we have had the fortune to be blessed with a boy and a girl where different joys manifest in different ways for both genders. ☺😀😁

Proud Mama

K has hit 2 major milestones!!!

And they seem to happen overnight too!!

One minute she was babbling incoherently and the next, she is uttering "Ba ba ba ba ba" over and over and over again. Golly I am so proud! :) And you can bet Papa Yeow was as pleased as punch that he was the first coherent object of her verbal affection :) :)

Second milestone: K is able to sit unsupported. Unless she saw the object of her affection. The hankie we use to clean her lips after a milk feed. Apparently K feels that her palate can use a little cleaning too cos she will grab the next available hankie and stuff it into her mouth without ceremony to munch on.

Some may say that she is trying to have a fibre-rich diet like so...

What's In A Name?

Back in the days when I was pregnant and not knowing the gender of the little one in my tummy, I played around with different names for both boys and girls (but secretly praying hard that the area of selection will boil down to only female names).

Happily enough, my wish (well, me and the Husband both!) did came true but nothing that came up rang a resounding bell. To call her Isolde will be akin to incest as Tristan's name originate from one of the knights from King Authur's Round Table and Isolde was the original Tristan's beloved.

Second favourite choice Raven/Ravern was shot down by That Man cos he didn't want his precious daughter to be named after a bird. (Ok what...Ravern is a black bird and baby's hair will definitely be black so what's the problem???)

Names with 3 syllables were also shot down cos he couldn't spend an extra nano-second to pronounce that 3rd syllable *roll eyeballs*. Otherwise, Sabrina would have been a strong contender for the job. On a separate note, the Husband's name for K is Ah Girl, so I dun see why names with 2 or 3 syllables is such a biggie for him *roll eyeballs harder*.

Anyway,  inspiration came out of the blue one day as it occurred to me that T's chinese name starts with 凯, and I can kill 2 birds with one stone - one, to have both siblings named similarly in Chinese (anything ending with Tristan's last syllable 灯, or anything similar, can't possibly sit too well with Baby in future) and two, narrow down the hunt for names.

And so the name (and Baby) Kylie was born...

Of Baby Foods & Mess

Ms K started on solids just last week at the ripe old age of 5.5 months. Here's what a typical half hour of feeding looks like at home:

 

 

 

The requisite highchair (and baby bolster to prevent K from roly-polying too much)

 

 

 

Every mother's best friend

 

 

 

All the better to wash foods down with 

 

 

 

Today's menu: pureed broccoli (Editor's note: it smelled absolutely vile...and looked like something which came out of a cat litter box. The customer didn't seem to mind though.)

 

 

More of the pureed cat litter...opps, I meant broccoli.

 

 

Diaper cloth cos the young missy WOULD insist on munching on her fingers as a side snack

 

 

Mission accomplished!

 

This is typical of a weekday feeding when T is away in school. On weekends, we will have an interested big brother hovering around for leftovers after K is done feeding and then going 'Yucks!' when he had a taste of her food. LOL...

Major Milestone Achieved Part II

The past month has been a month of firsts.

1st First
Kylie finally flipped. Not as in flipped her gourd. As in roti prata flipped. And crying when she discovered that her right hand was trying to meet the acquaintance of her left arm pit and couldn't flip back.

2nd First
The first time since Young Missy was born that the Husband and I was able to have a proper date night without having to worry abt rushing home for her last feed and to put Master T to bed. We went to a concert and supper at East Coast.

3rd First
I introduced K to the wonderful world of solid foods. With T, his then-nanny was the one with the inaugural feeding spoon. The first time I fed him cereal, it didn't go down very well and resulted in a close-to-tears mummy, a screaming baby and a food-covered high chair.

It doesn't sound like much but as a working mother, I don't have many chances to witness for myself milestones achieved by the little ones. So I was definitely happy that for all the Flipper and impoverished-by-food jokes, I had a second chance to do things right this time.

K's first feed of cereal went well and today marks the 4th day of solids for her. She now knows to open her mouth at the sight of an orange object hovering in front of her cos it translates into an interesting sensation in her mouth =)

Major Milestone Achieved!

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