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Yup. It’s been so long that our son has just arrived in this world. He was born 7th Jan at 34 weeks. My waterbag had burst 2 days prior to his birth and Seth and I managed to hangon for another 2 days before a c-sec operation to get him out at 34 weeks.

Like any other c-sec, I left the hospital after 3 nights but little Seth till today, is still in special care. Daddy and I are having our fingers and toes crossed for him to be able to get out of hospital tmr.

I have been running in and out of hospital everyday to bring Seth milk, visit him and cuddle him whenever possible. I’m now on the cab home from yet another day’s visit and I decided to pen down my thoughts as a mother once again and this time round, a premmie.

I don’t think I find it a very tiring thing to run in and out of the hospital. Nor will I tell my mum now I finally understand how tough it has been. On the contuary, I feel determined with the arrival of Seth, that God seem to have placed me on a task to bring up these 2 children to grow up well in the way God wants.

So whatever comes in life, I pray that our little family of 4 braves through in God’s light.

Here’s Seth by the way…

We have all agreed in unison that Kat looks exactly like her dad but we never realized that this little fella had inherited a little of my character as well. Kids all have funny stories that their mummy tell them when they grow older. Mine has to be the coolest one you have ever heard…

I grew up with a working family, so just like Kat, I started school at a pretty young age. At 2, I was due to start my first day at nursery and being a worried mum, my mummy had stayed behind to spy on me through the window. A little boy had came to snatch my toy and with a swift motion, I slapped the boy and started crying, screaming to the teacher that the boy had snatched my toy. Of course, the boy was bawling away as well. But my mum told me that she left immediately after seeing this and that other kid’s parents should be more worried. This story went on and on for years and now Kat has caught up with my legacy.

Guess what Kat did? I came home yesterday from work and daddy immediately asked me in an excited tone: “guess what your daughter did in school? A baby stuffed his finger into Kat’s mouth and she bit him and smiled!” That’s my daughter all right….but I do hope that little baby that got bitten didn’t had too much of a shock..

Yea! We finally brought Kat to the zoo….where she finally got to take a look at how a real lion looks like:) technically, she wasn’t as excited as we imagine her to be….I guess the lion didn’t really looked like the one in the book and the book didn’t mentioned that the sheep smelled bad. It took her almost half the trip before she started to get excited. But on the whole, it was a really mission accomplishing trip for daddy and mummy:)

Kat got to touch some ouh-ouhs(dogs) at the kids animal show, played in the water theme park for kids (definitely a highlight for her, she loved it), see the tall giraffe, piggyback by daddy, and be amused by the number of people flocking at the sight of a tiger being fed. Definitely something new for her!

My mother in my eye has always been a super woman. Up till the day I was down in the hospital waiting for my turn for an injection a couple of years back, she was the one I confined in for my worries. So I guess it is undeniable that almost everyone thinks their mum are the most brave person in the world, probably even surpassing dad.

This we what I thought until the day I had Kat. On a whole, I would summarize myself as someone who is afraid of a lot of things, from horror movies all the way till an injection. But for Kat, I had went through 3 horrible engorgements, a cesarean, countless trips to the doctors and many other things. This little girl sticks to me whenever she gets into trouble. Well, this Friday is her 1 year old injection, and I am bringing her to the docs all by myself. Am I afraid?yes! But as a mum, I realize it’s more about telling yourself that you have to do it and your kiddo depends on you for comfort that makes you NEED to be strong or at least “act” strong.

So are mums formidable?nope, we are not and up to this point , I am thinking how many umpteen times I had forced my mum to be or look strong when I was young? But my little conclusion would be that mummies and daddies will always try our very best to be a dependable shoulder for our children. And for daddy Kat and I, we always try to make it a point to be there whenever Kat needs us.

So fingers crossed for this Friday!

Yup. It finally came. We thought was just a passing cloud and that Kat had successfully jumped pass that and move on to the little girl that loves to go to school stage…nope….

It came like a slap in the face that very day we sent her to school after our HK trip. All 3 sleepy heads dragged ourselves to school that day. Normally we would go through the routine “bye byes” n “kiss kiss” but what came after that was a pout and sobs started coming….

Daddy n my reaction was “omg!”what is happening!…so yea…it woke us up that day alright. And the better part it, she was so consistent at it that for the next few days, she made sure she had a melt down every time we drop her at sch…..-.-“”

So fingers crossed and hope she gets over it soon….

Yup…we are flying again. This time round for a more solemn event. Nevertheless, traveling is still quite a big thing when you have a one year old. We finally got Kat on SQ this time round. I must say she is rather cooperative every single time we travel.

Thankfully for the bassinet (FYI, though the numerous times Kat has been on the plane, it’s her first bassinet), daddy and I manage to take a break and go about our business when cooperative Kat fell asleep. Kat must be rather big for her age as she is now 14 mths but already slightly too long for the bassinet and 3 kg short from not being able to withstand the weight.

So while she is dozing off her noon nap, I am taking this little chance to sign off for a couple of days back to Hong Kong and daddy is reading his book on iPad 🙂 still glad for the closure we are getting after this while. Not the happiest but thankful it’s coming.

at work and I will feel terribly depressed in the office. Well, I guess all working mummies face the same issue, esp when Kat was running a random fever this week.

So, to conquer this terrible feeling, I have secretly came up with my “Mummy Kat Survival Kit” to drag me through the miserable miss kat kat times. Thought it would be a nice little thing to share with fellow mummies out there. Perhaps you guys have even better deals.

Kat Kat photo frame
Definitely must have. Well, mine is Kat and Daddy. 🙂 I always feel better when I get to take a glimpse at it while in the mist of my busy work load.

Handphone filled with Kat’s photos
Well, the photo on the table gets kinda boring after awhile so its nice to look at come newer ones.

Alarm Clock
Even if you can never go home on time, it doesn’t hurt to actually have an alarm clock to remind you that you have a baby waiting for you and that you are married to a person, not you job.

Coffee
Yea…yea…I know that this post is about missing kat. But I have to mention that to juggle a sick kat & a management role is totally killing me. I think I might have died if not for the strong support from the caffine friend (of course daddy kat too) >.<

Well, so I guess it’s a salute to all working mummies out there. Ciao bananas!

Daddy Kat is now overseas. Guess who is missing daddy already? Well technically both of us…haha. But the moment Kat woke up in her cot this morning, she was already looking over the other side of my bed for daddy and gave a weird look when she couldn’t find him. She pouted when I dropped her off at school. Poor little fella, must be missing daddy already…. 4 more days to go…hang on Kat!

 

As for me, I dread days when I have to travel or when daddy Kat travels. It seems that being married for 2 years and stayed together for almost 4 years has made me develop a horrible habit of feeling extremely uncomfortable when daddy Kat is not around. But thankfully now there is little Kat, way better but still, 4more days to go! We miss u daddy Kat!

Time to revive this blog. Life has been pretty crazy for me these few months. I was in the mist of changing my job and now that things are settling down for me, daddy Kat and Kat, it’s time to blog again.

A year ago during this time I was heavily pregnant, waiting for the arrival of my little one. Now? I am a proud mummy of my lil Kat. She is definitely the most amazing thing that daddy and I cherish very much, the reflection of our love for each other. Writing a blog beside her while she is sleeping is always such a bliss.

I am so ever glad that God has his plan for us with Kat. And I am so blessed and honored to have the opportunity to be her mum. If you are one of those anticipating a photo of her…..

She is now a smart little fella that knows baobao=bread, baba=daddy, mama=mummy, porpor=grandma cow says moo and dog says ouh ouh.;)

Just love her to bits. Watch out for her coming birthday issue!