2 Months

Enjoying the Christmas Pressie from Dadddeeee :)

Janice Mok Yu En

Age: 2 Months

Weight: 5.8kg with clothes on

Spending time with Annabel

Little Darling,

You've turned 2 Months (8 weeks and 5 days) today. Though it's only been 2 months, I feel that it's been way longer. Yet at the same time, it feels almost like yesterday that I've found out that I was pregnant with you. We're still discovering and knowing each other and I sure hope you enjoy daddy and mommy's company as much as we're enjoying yours. In many ways, I still feel like I am groping around trying to find my way around you and your likes and dislikes. You've developed so much this month that I am so proud to call Popo every day to talk about your progress.

You're generous in bursting into your grins and smiles that absolutely melt hearts. At least it lifts up my spirits each time you do that. And I could almost expect the times of the day when you would smile most. While playing after feeds and also on the change table. We can't thank God enough for helping you sleep longer hours at night now. You've progressed from waking up every 2-3 hours to having a long stretch of sleep from 10-3am. Best of all, you can be put down on your bassinet by 8pm and you would fall asleep on your own. We're incredibly proud of you, but we also know it's really God's grace to us, because we did not have to deliberately "train" or "teach" you to fall asleep on your own, I just prayed so desperately each night I put you down. The day I turned to God with desperation, was the day you just learnt to sleep that way. Though you still act up once in a while, I know it's also God's way to remind me that you are only human and I can't expect you to be the way I want you to be all the time.

Since Popo left, I've learnt not to put housework and chores before you, but rather learn to be sensitve to your needs. I used to be one with checklists of all the task I desire to complete and used to make plans in my head hoping that you would fit into my routines. I got upset each time that it didn't work out. But the Holy Spirit spoke into my heart one day to remind me that you are way more important than tasks and my agenda. I hope you'll always remember that, you are indeed. These days, I enjoy you a lot more and also learnt to make use of windows of opportunities to fit in other household chores. I know each day, God is still stretching my patience and increasing my capacity.

This month, you've also celebrated Jesus's Birthday with a whole bunch of Uncles and Aunties from church. We also celebrated your 2 months by throwing a little party at home. (Pictures will be up soon). We also had our first family little weekend getaway with you. We, especially daddy enjoyed so much the time spent with you, cuddling you all the time. You were also such a gem throughout the trip and daddy and I could even watch some dvds while you were sleeping. I'll post about the trip in another entry, hopefully soon.

You spent today with your little friend, Annabel (Pic above). She's born 4 days ahead of you and I can imagine you 2 to be great buddies in future.

Little one, keep growing in every way and like my prayers with you each morning, let's grow to trust God and grow in Him more together. We're certain of His presence with you each day and I know that somehow your little heart knows it too.

We're amazed how someone so tiny like you could make such an impact on our lives. We're amazed too how someone so tiny like you could bring so much joy too.

Love,

Mommy

Missing Popo

We're definitely missing Popo here.The Cheery little one smiles (and even laughs) the most when Popo talks and sings to her. She is definitely feeling bored with just "me" the whole day :( and definitely she has to be crying more since I've only got one pair of hands, and there will be times I am slower to attend to her needs. I miss my mom heaps for sure. She's more than a mom to me, more like a friend, a companion and my mom who never fails to mother us (sometimes a bit too much! We're too well looked after that I am feeling it now that she has gone back to Singapore). She makes me wonder if I could ever be as good a mom as she is. I cried thinking how I would be like, one day also needing to help Janice out in her confinement! Haha I know I am getting a little far here, but I can't help it. Will I be able to sacrifice as she did? My mom besides helping in looking after Janice, looked up recipes so that she can cook the best confinement food for me, I have soup almost every meal, soup even when I wake up in the middle of the night to feed. She cleaned every inch of the house and even had time to talk to me and made sure I was alright. It's a bit strange after 9 years being independent and living out but I can't help but really enjoy her presence around daily, such a good 3 months together. (except that my poor dad was alone in Singapore without his wife) I look at my daughter and think how my mom managed to build that bond so strong with me and pray that I could give that sort of love I have received and still receiving.

More than blessed ...

I really count myself blessed. More than what I deserve. My mom left 4 days ago, and for the past months she has been around, I have been so well looked after. As of today, I was still eating stuffs that she cooked and prepared, and I only had to cook 1/2 the dinner. Kel, knowing that I will be rather emotional without mom around is trying so hard to support me as much as he can. From taking the evening shifts (like now, so that I can do my stuffs and catch up with some house chores), taking initiative to help out around the house as soon as he gets back from work and even waking up earlier in the morning to go to work so that he can finish earlier to come home. My little darling has also been learning to sleep longer hours at night, and I can really see God's hands upon her life and how He is answering our prayers bit by bit (not always immediately) but at the same time speaking to us, sustaining us.

Now on my own, I am learning to manage the house and look after Janice at the same time. I am still desperately trying to teach Janice how to nap better (without me holding her all the time).

Dreaded M

The dreaded M-Mastitis. People tell me how painful and nasty it is. Verdict is: I totally agree! I am totally desperate, antibiotics, ibuprofen, cabbage leaves .... most importantly, God's healing, bring them on!