Every night when hubby’s not on duty, he and I would take Darren to the bedroom when it’s time for him to sleep. If hubby’s on duty, I’d do it myself.
Every single night, we would pray together before Darren sleeps.
We’d start with a Sunday School song that goes:
♫ Lipatlah tangan, tutup mata….
Untuk berdoa pada Tuhan, amin… ♪
In English, it’s something like “Join your hands together, close your eyes… Let’s pray to God, amen…”
And after that I’d say a brief, simple prayer out loud, to give thanks to Heavenly Father and say a short request.
Although he’s still unable to sit still during our prayer time, Darren understands this ritual too well. Once we enter the bedroom and put him to bed, despite his moving about, he’d say “AMEENNN..” and sometimes also does so in the middle of our prayer.
Today Darren’s been having a little cough. So in the prayer, I said, “Dear Lord, thank You for blessing us today. Please bless Daddy at work. Now Darren is going to sleep. We pray that you would cure his cough. In Jesus’ name, AMEN.”
Right when I got to the word ‘cough’, he cleared his throat, “ehm… ehm…” :)
I'm a daughter of the King. A cherished wife and beloved mommy. A work in progress by God's own hands. My Heavenly Father is upholding, molding, and equipping me, sometimes against my will and understanding. My passion is being a helpmeet, nurturing my precious son, writing, and I hope to someday be back to medical practice.
Friday, March 27, 2009
Wednesday, March 25, 2009
Duck vs excretion
My parents have been in town for a couple of days, and they’ve been so happy to see Darren.
They live out of town and they only get to meet Darren about once or twice a month, so seeing how much he develops every time they come has brought them endless joy.
My Mom mentioned something about “BELEK” (a slang in Bahasa which refers to the waxy excretion of the eyes). Darren immediately mimicked, “BEEK” (so much like a lamb’s voice), my Mom laughed and said, “No, not BEEK, but BELEK” and she pointed to the corner of her eye.
Darren couldn’t really say it correctly, and instead he repeated “BEEK..” and stuck his finger to a corner of his eye.
As a 15 month-old, his verbal skill’s stunning, but at times he still mistakes some words for others that began with a similar letter or syllable.
Last night when I put him to sleep, I laid beside him in bed like I always do. He’s such a restless kid that more often than none, he has difficulty sleeping. I usually have to lie down and pretend to have fallen asleep for some 20 – 40 minutes until he falls asleep. When he’s most restless, he would do ALL KINDS OF STUFFS to get my attention.
Some of them are: sticking his index fingers into his nostrils and pleads with nasal voice, “Mamaaa… mammmaaaa…. Mmmaaaammmmaaaaaa…” with ever increasing intensity of plead; or try opening the cupboard right beside his bed; or wreck the bed and stuffs on it (he would move the pillows about until some of them are out of their cases!). And while he did all that, I would just ignore him completely, because if I ever respond, he would go wilder, whereas if I ignore him completely, soon he’d be exhausted and eventually fall asleep.
So, back to last night, I was pretending to have fallen asleep as always when he laid right beside me. Today he wasn’t too “wild” that I wasn’t ready for any mischievous act.
Out of the blue, he stuck a finger to the corner of my eye, and said “BEBEK…” [= duck]
Once again, it took me a couple of seconds to figure out what he meant.
When I realize that he just mistook “BEBEK” for “BELEK”, it was so hilarious that I couldn’t suppress a laugh. I buried my laughter into a pillow…
They live out of town and they only get to meet Darren about once or twice a month, so seeing how much he develops every time they come has brought them endless joy.
My Mom mentioned something about “BELEK” (a slang in Bahasa which refers to the waxy excretion of the eyes). Darren immediately mimicked, “BEEK” (so much like a lamb’s voice), my Mom laughed and said, “No, not BEEK, but BELEK” and she pointed to the corner of her eye.
Darren couldn’t really say it correctly, and instead he repeated “BEEK..” and stuck his finger to a corner of his eye.
As a 15 month-old, his verbal skill’s stunning, but at times he still mistakes some words for others that began with a similar letter or syllable.
Last night when I put him to sleep, I laid beside him in bed like I always do. He’s such a restless kid that more often than none, he has difficulty sleeping. I usually have to lie down and pretend to have fallen asleep for some 20 – 40 minutes until he falls asleep. When he’s most restless, he would do ALL KINDS OF STUFFS to get my attention.
Some of them are: sticking his index fingers into his nostrils and pleads with nasal voice, “Mamaaa… mammmaaaa…. Mmmaaaammmmaaaaaa…” with ever increasing intensity of plead; or try opening the cupboard right beside his bed; or wreck the bed and stuffs on it (he would move the pillows about until some of them are out of their cases!). And while he did all that, I would just ignore him completely, because if I ever respond, he would go wilder, whereas if I ignore him completely, soon he’d be exhausted and eventually fall asleep.
So, back to last night, I was pretending to have fallen asleep as always when he laid right beside me. Today he wasn’t too “wild” that I wasn’t ready for any mischievous act.
Out of the blue, he stuck a finger to the corner of my eye, and said “BEBEK…” [= duck]
Once again, it took me a couple of seconds to figure out what he meant.
When I realize that he just mistook “BEBEK” for “BELEK”, it was so hilarious that I couldn’t suppress a laugh. I buried my laughter into a pillow…
Saturday, March 21, 2009
Yaaayyy!!!
Do your kids eat well?
When my son started eating solids, he ate like an angel. Well, I meant a pig hehehe…. He would cooperatively open his mouth WIDE and swallow anything given to him without much trouble. This went on for around 6 months.
When he gradually progress from a mixture of rice flour boiled with milk, to boiled rice with vegetables and meat, and on to finally eat soft rice, he started to give us trouble.
When he was 10 – 12 months old, his eating was so troublesome that he only finish very little food of the amount we gave him. That is, out of some 4 tablespoons of food, he would only finish half of it.
But afterwards, starting some 13 months on, he’s back on track and eat well. Now he can finish some 4 tablespoon of rice plus ¾ cup of soup or whatever.
One of my efforts in trying to give him a good eating habit is to praise him whenever he finishes his food. When he does, my hubby and I would applause him and cheer, “Yaaaayy!! Darren finishes his food.. yaaayy!!”
And he would smile so happily, clap his hands and cheer along, “Yayaayy!!” over and over…
When we dined together with my sister and her boyfriend at home, Darren was around. And as he saw the empty plates that my sister and her boyfriend finished, he shouted really loud and said, “YAYAAAYY!!” and clapped his hands happily ^__^
It was a cute reminder because my sister’s boyfriend was on a diet, hahaha… No offense, J ;P
When my son started eating solids, he ate like an angel. Well, I meant a pig hehehe…. He would cooperatively open his mouth WIDE and swallow anything given to him without much trouble. This went on for around 6 months.
When he gradually progress from a mixture of rice flour boiled with milk, to boiled rice with vegetables and meat, and on to finally eat soft rice, he started to give us trouble.
When he was 10 – 12 months old, his eating was so troublesome that he only finish very little food of the amount we gave him. That is, out of some 4 tablespoons of food, he would only finish half of it.
But afterwards, starting some 13 months on, he’s back on track and eat well. Now he can finish some 4 tablespoon of rice plus ¾ cup of soup or whatever.
One of my efforts in trying to give him a good eating habit is to praise him whenever he finishes his food. When he does, my hubby and I would applause him and cheer, “Yaaaayy!! Darren finishes his food.. yaaayy!!”
And he would smile so happily, clap his hands and cheer along, “Yayaayy!!” over and over…
When we dined together with my sister and her boyfriend at home, Darren was around. And as he saw the empty plates that my sister and her boyfriend finished, he shouted really loud and said, “YAYAAAYY!!” and clapped his hands happily ^__^
It was a cute reminder because my sister’s boyfriend was on a diet, hahaha… No offense, J ;P
Thursday, March 19, 2009
Animal vocabulary
I enjoy reading with my son, or play cards with animals’ pictures with him.
At 14 months, he already recognizes and able to name nearly 30 different animals, with his own babyish language, of course. His lingual skills are not yet as good as his vocabulary, sometimes we have to guess what he means by certain words. But he usually isn’t satisfied until we get exactly what he means.
A friend of mine once said that I should make a note or a journal of the things he said, because it would be so funny to read again in a few years, when he’s much older.
So here I am, trying to make a list of his animal vocabulary.
His first favorite stuffed animal: PANDA, he would call it BABAH (pronounced in Bahasa).
His most favorite “real animal” recently: HORSE, he can’t say the name either in English nor in Bahasa yet, but he usually mimics the sound of a horse to refer to it. He would say PA-PA… HIEEEHHH… as in mimicking the sound of the horse’s gallop and sound.
ZEBRA, he considers the same as a horse, only with different color. I can’t remember how old I was when I realize the difference between a horse and a zebra, other than it’s color. Probably some time during high school, or maybe even in university! :O How embarassing….
LION. This is another one of Darren’s favorite. He calls it AUM, as in mimicking its roar. He can’t tell the difference between a lion, a tiger, a cheetah, and all their family, he thinks they’re all alike.
COW, he mimics the sound MOOOO.
SHEEP/GOAT, he also mimics the sound, BEEEEK..
OWL, he calls it HU-HU, as in mimicking the hooting sound of an owl.
FISH, this one he calls ISH, because the word in Bahasa (Ikan) is too difficult for him. He also calls water mammals like dolphin, whale, etc fish.
DUCK, he would call it BEBE (in Bahasa, it’s BEBEK); now this one is pretty close.
FROG, he had a hard time mimicking the sound, but now he always says WO’WO’ for a frog, supposedly mimicking the sound of the “ribbit” in Bahasa (it’s not even close, I know…)
HIPPOPOTAMUS, he once called it PO, but only that once, he doesn’t know this one too well.
BEAR, this one he calls BEAR, mostly with “H” substituting the “R”.
BEE, he calls it perfectly. Sometimes he got carried away and says “BIBI” (in Bahasa, it means Auntie), because we have a lady who helps us with house works, and we call her Bibi J
BUTTERFLY, he says it PU PU, because in Bahasa, we call it Kupu-kupu.
BIRD, he calls it BUH, because in Bahasa, we call it Burung.
DOG. We have a Golden Retriever at home, named Kenny. Darren would call her NI’, and call every other dog with NI’ J
CAT, he says MEOW.
ANT, he says MU’, in Bahasa it’s Semut.
BEETLE (well a kind of it that often times be in a cartoon films or books, one with a black and red, round back), he would call it PI’ (as in Kepik).
TURTLE. Because in Bahasa we call it Kura-kura, we name Darren’s stuffed turtle YAYA, and now he uses this for turtle. Not long before, he would say UWE UWE in exchange for Kura-kura, I dunno how… But not anymore.
RABBIT, he would call it CIIIII (with a long “eeee”, because in Bahasa it’s called Kelinci).
SQUIRREL, he calls it PAI because in Bahasa it’s Tupai. But he rarely answers when we show him a picture of a squirrel.
GIRAFFE, he would call it PAH, as in Jerapah in Bahasa.
ELEPHANT, he calls it JAH, as in Gajah in Bahasa.
MONKEY, he sometimes calls it NYE, as in Monyet in Bahasa, but mostly he mimics the gesture and sound of a monkey, scratching his chest with one hand and rubbing his hair with another, saying “Ngu..ngu..” J
WOLF. We have only one picture of a wolf, and whenever he looks at this one picture, Darren always howl, AAAUUUUUUU. I’m not quite sure he would recognize a wolf in another picture.
I can’t remember any other for the time being.
But it’s been a long, boring list for you already, hehehe…
Thanks for reading until the end and having the curiosity or persistence to do so ^___^
At 14 months, he already recognizes and able to name nearly 30 different animals, with his own babyish language, of course. His lingual skills are not yet as good as his vocabulary, sometimes we have to guess what he means by certain words. But he usually isn’t satisfied until we get exactly what he means.
A friend of mine once said that I should make a note or a journal of the things he said, because it would be so funny to read again in a few years, when he’s much older.
So here I am, trying to make a list of his animal vocabulary.
His first favorite stuffed animal: PANDA, he would call it BABAH (pronounced in Bahasa).
His most favorite “real animal” recently: HORSE, he can’t say the name either in English nor in Bahasa yet, but he usually mimics the sound of a horse to refer to it. He would say PA-PA… HIEEEHHH… as in mimicking the sound of the horse’s gallop and sound.
ZEBRA, he considers the same as a horse, only with different color. I can’t remember how old I was when I realize the difference between a horse and a zebra, other than it’s color. Probably some time during high school, or maybe even in university! :O How embarassing….
LION. This is another one of Darren’s favorite. He calls it AUM, as in mimicking its roar. He can’t tell the difference between a lion, a tiger, a cheetah, and all their family, he thinks they’re all alike.
COW, he mimics the sound MOOOO.
SHEEP/GOAT, he also mimics the sound, BEEEEK..
OWL, he calls it HU-HU, as in mimicking the hooting sound of an owl.
FISH, this one he calls ISH, because the word in Bahasa (Ikan) is too difficult for him. He also calls water mammals like dolphin, whale, etc fish.
DUCK, he would call it BEBE (in Bahasa, it’s BEBEK); now this one is pretty close.
FROG, he had a hard time mimicking the sound, but now he always says WO’WO’ for a frog, supposedly mimicking the sound of the “ribbit” in Bahasa (it’s not even close, I know…)
HIPPOPOTAMUS, he once called it PO, but only that once, he doesn’t know this one too well.
BEAR, this one he calls BEAR, mostly with “H” substituting the “R”.
BEE, he calls it perfectly. Sometimes he got carried away and says “BIBI” (in Bahasa, it means Auntie), because we have a lady who helps us with house works, and we call her Bibi J
BUTTERFLY, he says it PU PU, because in Bahasa, we call it Kupu-kupu.
BIRD, he calls it BUH, because in Bahasa, we call it Burung.
DOG. We have a Golden Retriever at home, named Kenny. Darren would call her NI’, and call every other dog with NI’ J
CAT, he says MEOW.
ANT, he says MU’, in Bahasa it’s Semut.
BEETLE (well a kind of it that often times be in a cartoon films or books, one with a black and red, round back), he would call it PI’ (as in Kepik).
TURTLE. Because in Bahasa we call it Kura-kura, we name Darren’s stuffed turtle YAYA, and now he uses this for turtle. Not long before, he would say UWE UWE in exchange for Kura-kura, I dunno how… But not anymore.
RABBIT, he would call it CIIIII (with a long “eeee”, because in Bahasa it’s called Kelinci).
SQUIRREL, he calls it PAI because in Bahasa it’s Tupai. But he rarely answers when we show him a picture of a squirrel.
GIRAFFE, he would call it PAH, as in Jerapah in Bahasa.
ELEPHANT, he calls it JAH, as in Gajah in Bahasa.
MONKEY, he sometimes calls it NYE, as in Monyet in Bahasa, but mostly he mimics the gesture and sound of a monkey, scratching his chest with one hand and rubbing his hair with another, saying “Ngu..ngu..” J
WOLF. We have only one picture of a wolf, and whenever he looks at this one picture, Darren always howl, AAAUUUUUUU. I’m not quite sure he would recognize a wolf in another picture.
I can’t remember any other for the time being.
But it’s been a long, boring list for you already, hehehe…
Thanks for reading until the end and having the curiosity or persistence to do so ^___^
Tuesday, March 17, 2009
Granny smell
Where I live, we have this centuries old habit of after bath treatment for babies and small kids.
After we dry them well, we apply a few drops of aromatic oil, called “Telon Oil”, it’s a blend of cajuput oil, coconut oil, and foeniculi oil (whatever that is).
We apply it to the baby’s chest, belly, and feet. Old folks say that it has a warming effect. It has a special smell, soothing and pleasant, and it’s a typical baby’s smell in our culture. I use it all the time.
Meanwhile, some old women in our country use another kind of aromatic oil. There are quite a few kinds of them, but the most popular kind is what is called “Minyak Angin” (in English it would be “Wind Oil”, although it has nothing to do with the wind. Or maybe it’s for defense against the cold wind? I dunno…). Well this oil has an almost the same warming effect, only with a different scent.
Sometimes I think too much baby’s Telon Oil makes people smell somewhat like those traditional old women.
Since Darren was old enough to play with the plastic bottle of Telon oil, his favorite is to shake the bottle, he enjoyed the sound of it and the bubble he made. And sometimes if the bottle is still opened, he would drip it around until I stop him.
I would say, “Not too much, Darren. Too much oil would make you smell like a granny [= Nenek].” He would mimic, “Naa naa..” “Yes, ‘Nenek’,” I would say.
A couple of weeks after, I was giving Darren water to drink, not long before his meal time. So I said, “Not too much drink, Darren, we’re going to eat. Not too much.”
He stopped drinking from his cup and said, “Naa naa..”
It took me a couple of seconds before I realize he was correlating “too much” with “granny”.
I had a good laugh and said, “No, Darren, drinking too much won’t make you smell like a granny…”
After we dry them well, we apply a few drops of aromatic oil, called “Telon Oil”, it’s a blend of cajuput oil, coconut oil, and foeniculi oil (whatever that is).
We apply it to the baby’s chest, belly, and feet. Old folks say that it has a warming effect. It has a special smell, soothing and pleasant, and it’s a typical baby’s smell in our culture. I use it all the time.
Meanwhile, some old women in our country use another kind of aromatic oil. There are quite a few kinds of them, but the most popular kind is what is called “Minyak Angin” (in English it would be “Wind Oil”, although it has nothing to do with the wind. Or maybe it’s for defense against the cold wind? I dunno…). Well this oil has an almost the same warming effect, only with a different scent.
Sometimes I think too much baby’s Telon Oil makes people smell somewhat like those traditional old women.
Since Darren was old enough to play with the plastic bottle of Telon oil, his favorite is to shake the bottle, he enjoyed the sound of it and the bubble he made. And sometimes if the bottle is still opened, he would drip it around until I stop him.
I would say, “Not too much, Darren. Too much oil would make you smell like a granny [= Nenek].” He would mimic, “Naa naa..” “Yes, ‘Nenek’,” I would say.
A couple of weeks after, I was giving Darren water to drink, not long before his meal time. So I said, “Not too much drink, Darren, we’re going to eat. Not too much.”
He stopped drinking from his cup and said, “Naa naa..”
It took me a couple of seconds before I realize he was correlating “too much” with “granny”.
I had a good laugh and said, “No, Darren, drinking too much won’t make you smell like a granny…”
Sunday, March 15, 2009
Heat injury
How do you teach your children about “dangers” they shouldn’t get close to?
By dangers I mean: electricity, injury potentials, hot water, etc.
Our 14 months old is a SUPER-ACTIVE, curious, fearless, heart-melting little boy who seems to never need to rest. He’s quite a challenge to our patience day after day, and worse, we ought to fight his try-to-be-cute-ways to get himself out of trouble, a skill which gets better everyday, as he grows increasingly adorable.
My hubby and I have this hot&fresh water dispenser at home. We use it all the time, something which obviously didn’t escape his attention.
He’s been VERY curious about it, eager to play with it, but until recently, wasn’t tall enough to reach it. Now he is able to touch the base, and gradually, the tip of the lever. So far he hasn’t been able to press the lever to make water coming out of the hose. But isn’t it only a matter of time until he can do it well and potentially get heat injury?
I once got a tip from a friend, who is a fabulous mom. She told us that it’s almost impossible to convince a toddler not to do something, especially things he’s curious about.
So, after some time fruitlessly telling him over and over again that the dispenser lets out hot water, which is dangerous, every time he gets near it, only to get him look back at us, shake his head, point out his tiny index finger, and said “no.. no..”, today we decided to practice that tip.
We held Darren so that he was close enough to press the lever he’s been so eager to play with. And then we let him press it, so hot water was coming out of the hose. The water was pretty hot, but not hot enough to get him serious injury, and we made sure that only a small amount dropped on his tiny hands (poor Daddy got more hot water on HIS hand, haha… Well, I really appreciate it, honey! ;P ).
At first he looked startled, uncomfortable, and confused, as in considering whether he should cry. By the time we got him to the sink to flush his hand with cold tap water, he had a huge grin on his face, already thinking that it was fun!! :O :O I wonder where we went wrong?!
Right afterwards, we got him by the dispenser, level to his eyes, and started, “This thing lets out hot water, it was hot, isn’t it? It hurts, so it’s a big NO NO to play with, OK? Do you understand Mommy?”
He looked back at me, shook his head, and mimicked, “No.. no..”
And immediately tried to reach the lever again!!
My hubby and I exchanged an I-can’t-believe-it look..
And as we looked at Darren, he was touching the lever (as I said before, he’s not tall enough to press it yet), then he held his hands on his chest, frowned, and moaned, “Aaaoooooooo…!!” And then went to us to have his “pain” kissed away.
My hubby giggled so hard he could hardly hide it from Darren. It soon became his new showy act.
We turned the heater off ever since, so now the dispenser can only dispense fresh water. But we did decide to report this result to my friend who gave us this tip.
By dangers I mean: electricity, injury potentials, hot water, etc.
Our 14 months old is a SUPER-ACTIVE, curious, fearless, heart-melting little boy who seems to never need to rest. He’s quite a challenge to our patience day after day, and worse, we ought to fight his try-to-be-cute-ways to get himself out of trouble, a skill which gets better everyday, as he grows increasingly adorable.
My hubby and I have this hot&fresh water dispenser at home. We use it all the time, something which obviously didn’t escape his attention.
He’s been VERY curious about it, eager to play with it, but until recently, wasn’t tall enough to reach it. Now he is able to touch the base, and gradually, the tip of the lever. So far he hasn’t been able to press the lever to make water coming out of the hose. But isn’t it only a matter of time until he can do it well and potentially get heat injury?
I once got a tip from a friend, who is a fabulous mom. She told us that it’s almost impossible to convince a toddler not to do something, especially things he’s curious about.
So, after some time fruitlessly telling him over and over again that the dispenser lets out hot water, which is dangerous, every time he gets near it, only to get him look back at us, shake his head, point out his tiny index finger, and said “no.. no..”, today we decided to practice that tip.
We held Darren so that he was close enough to press the lever he’s been so eager to play with. And then we let him press it, so hot water was coming out of the hose. The water was pretty hot, but not hot enough to get him serious injury, and we made sure that only a small amount dropped on his tiny hands (poor Daddy got more hot water on HIS hand, haha… Well, I really appreciate it, honey! ;P ).
At first he looked startled, uncomfortable, and confused, as in considering whether he should cry. By the time we got him to the sink to flush his hand with cold tap water, he had a huge grin on his face, already thinking that it was fun!! :O :O I wonder where we went wrong?!
Right afterwards, we got him by the dispenser, level to his eyes, and started, “This thing lets out hot water, it was hot, isn’t it? It hurts, so it’s a big NO NO to play with, OK? Do you understand Mommy?”
He looked back at me, shook his head, and mimicked, “No.. no..”
And immediately tried to reach the lever again!!
My hubby and I exchanged an I-can’t-believe-it look..
And as we looked at Darren, he was touching the lever (as I said before, he’s not tall enough to press it yet), then he held his hands on his chest, frowned, and moaned, “Aaaoooooooo…!!” And then went to us to have his “pain” kissed away.
My hubby giggled so hard he could hardly hide it from Darren. It soon became his new showy act.
We turned the heater off ever since, so now the dispenser can only dispense fresh water. But we did decide to report this result to my friend who gave us this tip.
Thursday, March 12, 2009
Prepare prepare!
Today my hubby and I visited our brother in law (my sister in law’s hubby). My SIL and her hubby are expecting their first baby. SIL is some 8 months pregnant.
To our surprise, they haven’t quite prepared much stuff for their coming baby, and they only got a month to go!
It’s astonishing to us, because we were pretty well prepared when I was only 7 months pregnant. It’s partly because I was admitted to hospital when I was 29 weeks pregnant, due to premature contractions. The contractions were quite frequent that I was given intravenous medications to help baby’s lungs maturing. It was quite a shock, so when we got back home, we immediately prepared everything, in case the baby was coming soon.
Thank God Darren was born at term ^__^ Now this is another miraculous story, maybe some other time I would write about this.
Another friend of mine who lives in a city said that she also prepared stuffs when she was 8 months pregnant. But by the time she did, she had already got a number of important stuffs like clothes, diapers, etc from her relatives.
Where we live right now, the culture is that close friends or relatives would inform you if they’re going to give you specific stuffs, so that you don’t have to buy it yourself. And after the baby’s born, friends and relatives would come visit you and bring gifts or goodies. That’s why some people like to wait for gifts from people so that they won’t be over-prepared.
But what if you wait and wait and what you expect isn’t given by anyone?
So when did you prepare for your coming baby’s stuffs? Are you an early bird? Or do you expect gifts from people to make sure you’re not over-prepared?
Anyway, to all expecting mommies out there, whatever you do, whatever your style is, enjoy preparing for your coming baby. It’s a very special moment, especially if it’s going to be your first baby. I hope you get everything you expect hehehe… ^________^
To our surprise, they haven’t quite prepared much stuff for their coming baby, and they only got a month to go!
It’s astonishing to us, because we were pretty well prepared when I was only 7 months pregnant. It’s partly because I was admitted to hospital when I was 29 weeks pregnant, due to premature contractions. The contractions were quite frequent that I was given intravenous medications to help baby’s lungs maturing. It was quite a shock, so when we got back home, we immediately prepared everything, in case the baby was coming soon.
Thank God Darren was born at term ^__^ Now this is another miraculous story, maybe some other time I would write about this.
Another friend of mine who lives in a city said that she also prepared stuffs when she was 8 months pregnant. But by the time she did, she had already got a number of important stuffs like clothes, diapers, etc from her relatives.
Where we live right now, the culture is that close friends or relatives would inform you if they’re going to give you specific stuffs, so that you don’t have to buy it yourself. And after the baby’s born, friends and relatives would come visit you and bring gifts or goodies. That’s why some people like to wait for gifts from people so that they won’t be over-prepared.
But what if you wait and wait and what you expect isn’t given by anyone?
So when did you prepare for your coming baby’s stuffs? Are you an early bird? Or do you expect gifts from people to make sure you’re not over-prepared?
Anyway, to all expecting mommies out there, whatever you do, whatever your style is, enjoy preparing for your coming baby. It’s a very special moment, especially if it’s going to be your first baby. I hope you get everything you expect hehehe… ^________^
Tuesday, March 10, 2009
Son and Rain
Our 14-month-old, Darren, LOVES to watch the rain, ever since before he could even focus on the droplets. As a teenager, I used to think of the rain as somewhat romantic, and I loved to watch the rainfall. Now I think rain is nothing nearly romantic.
Today, as I watched my son watching the rain, I had this awe in my heart. It’s so precious to watch his eyes widen and enthusiastically follow the raindrops falling from the edge of the roof, making a small stream and on to a puddle. “Teh..! teh..!” he would say (well shout was more like it), as in mimicking the sound of water dripping [“tes.. tes..”]. Another time he would stare at the drips coming from the sky. Yet another time he would knock on the window railing, while watching the rainfall, making funny sounds, trying to sing the “rain theme” (or better, asking for us to sing for him), a children’s song that goes “Tik, tik, tik, bunyi hujan di atas genting…” over and over and over…
So I guess now romantic isn’t exactly the right term for rainfalls. I think FABULOUS was more like it. I still love to watch the rain, even more with Darren by my side. But the sight of my son loving the rain was something FAR more fascinating. It’s amazing how a child can make even the tiniest, most ordinary thing in life so wonderful! ;)
Monday, March 9, 2009
Diary of a mom
Dear all,
Welcome to my blog.
My name's Natalia.
I'm a mommy of a 14 months old son. I'm actually a doctor but currently working at home as a freelance translator so I can keep an eye on my beloved baby as he grows. People say a child's years as a baby, toddler, and pre-schooler fly by too quickly. It's true, that's why I want to make the best of it.
This is the journey of a mommy who wants to give all her best for her family. You are very welcome to read my stories, and watch as I rise and fall in my path. And hopefully, by doing so, you get something, anything, that can enrich you in your own paths.
Let the journey begin! ^__^
Welcome to my blog.
My name's Natalia.
I'm a mommy of a 14 months old son. I'm actually a doctor but currently working at home as a freelance translator so I can keep an eye on my beloved baby as he grows. People say a child's years as a baby, toddler, and pre-schooler fly by too quickly. It's true, that's why I want to make the best of it.
This is the journey of a mommy who wants to give all her best for her family. You are very welcome to read my stories, and watch as I rise and fall in my path. And hopefully, by doing so, you get something, anything, that can enrich you in your own paths.
Let the journey begin! ^__^
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