I don’t care! You must be there!

Part 2 of sleep when you can. I am not sure when, but Kat recently developed the “I don’t care! You must be there!” Attitude. As daddy Kat names it, “bullying mummy” attitude.

A fine example would be as I write this blog and lil Kat is taking her nap. Her butt is touching my belly to make sure I am there when she sleeps. Removing contact would simply set off an atomic bomb of cries.

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Sleep when your kid sleeps

Even right to confinement, I have always find it ridiculous for people to tell me to sleep when my kids sleep. To all mamas out there taking care of your kid alone during the first 4 mths, it’s absolutely impossible.

However as lil Kat grows up, it’s getting more and more relevant. This is because deep down inside them, this little monster called “tantrum” is growing and if you don’t make sure you activate ur dose button the moment she sleeps, you can’t be sure if you can get it when u want to.

Example? Daddy Kat is the perfect example. He had always wanted to blog so he decided to take some time off to read about it before starting his very own blog site (www.daddyinstinct.wordpress.com) Well, Kat slept soundly at 9, so deciding to rest, I slept at around 10, after face-booking, eating seaweed (absolute fan of Tao gei noi) and window shopping online. Daddy Kat on the other hand decides that he will go on the self enriching path of researching the proper way to create a blog and went on till 4am -.-

Guess what?lil Kat woke up at 5am to drink milk. By 7am, she was totally up. Tada! So we went on the day going out with Kat till about 4++pm and Kat was sleeping soundly in the car. Then daddy Kat said….”please continue sleeping.” And when we took her out of her seat, Tada again….Kat was wide awake.

I could see daddy Kat had the most dreadful face on him. Well, he eventually went on to sleep while I try to get Kat to do the same. Thankfully, now Kat is taking her own nap as well so they are lying side by side , snoring away..

Lesson learnt= sleep when your kid sleeps. Applicable to all kids and tods that have a tantrum.

Never Measure

The one thing I have learnt from motherhood is to never measure. And the honest fact is, you can never measure and when you try to, who do you think you are to be measuring. This applies to everything across the board, but especially so for a new mum I find:

For the Mums(my scenario):
You never tried natural birth, you are measured as less of a mum:
 It doesn’t matter natural birth or cesarean, you are still a great mum. (It doesn’t make you a better mum just because you can bear the pain for the moment. You can still be a noob mum even if u do natural delivery)
You can’t bring your kid to play group because u have to work:
Doing less in some areas doesn’t make you less of a mum. (Maybe you are just better at other areas.)
You can feed breast milk for 6mths, why don’t you(ppl give you one look):
Feeding less than 6 mths breast milk (according to all guide books, it’s the good time frame) doesn’t mean ur kid is going to grow up not so bright. (Come on’ they will still get sick here n there eventually. You give what you can give, it’s nt a competition. Hello?i was engorged at least 4-5 times?)
You take so long to slim down the belly one, other ppl don’t even look like they were once pregnant(in singlish):
You are just as beautiful as you are. At least that’s how I tell myself.(hey..how pretty do you think you will look if u keep telling yourself that u are not as slim as before or slim down as fast as the model In the mag.hey, u hve a 3kg++ kiddo that came from your tummy…give yourself a break?exercising is nt magic)
Why you don’t consider being a housewife?you won’t be able to spend as much time with ur kid…
Hey. I am not a super career minded person. But I am sure I cannot be a full-time housewife. My aim is to balance both. A working mother does not mean I’m going to dump my kids aside.
Anyways the scenarios are endless… All I wanted to say is that every mum is different. You doing things differently doesn’t mean you are less of a mum, who is anyone to judge u. Also, there is no need to follow the norm, you should be figuring how to bring up ur kid as they go, not force them to become the norm and follow the book. But saying that, kids are still kids, I believe that they still need some discipline here and there.

Poo-overloaded

 There is always this on-going bicker in the family on the topic of how to wear a diaper correctly. So far, none of us have reached a conclusion on that. The reason why this topic came about was because Kat is super difficult when it comes to wearing diapers. She would straighten her legs to the max and it would be impossible for us to stick on the diaper. To add on to the challenge, Kat has poo that comes like a bomb each time…so much that whenever she poos, the image of the Hiroshima bombing comes to my mind. A recent scenario brought back some thoughts of so e classic poo moments, so I thought of sharing…

Scenario 1:(quite some time back)
We were enjoying lunch at vivocity. Kat was happily sitting on mummy’s lap when I suddenly felt like someone burped on my lap, followed by a warm fuzzy feeling. I knew it was poo and very efficiently, I told daddy Kat that I would change her diapers. Just when I carry her up, I could see daddy’s face change….I looked at the brown spots on my light blue shirt and brown pants, blinked, look at it again and stoned. 
Of course I went to change her diapers after reality hit in and I knew I got to solve the situation. As ambitious we were, we continued shopping with my shirt and pants with wet spots after cleaning. 
Scenario 2: (on the plane ride back)
This is definitely the most dramatic plane ride ever! We were excited to come home from Kuantan on the small propeller flight. The plane took awhile to take off and Kat started squirming around like a worm. Hoping that I dont annoy anyone,  I held on to Kat tight…

Within seconds… the sound of Kat using her strength to poo came…..”Ng…..Ng……” and her whole face was red. Before I knew it, “ploop” and lil Kat was smily and calm again…….then…..I felt the warm fuzzy feeling again and the first thing that come across my mind was…oh-no!

So while the plane started to take off, I lifted Kat off my lap and there it was….the golden brown poo that glisten under the afternoon sunlight. I swear to God I was lost for reaction. All I did was laugh sheepishly while I passed Kat to daddy. I tissued off the poo and daddy had to hold Kat standing so that her soiled pants and clothes do not smear onto anything or anyone else.
Lil Kat on the other hand was having the happiest time playing with the uncle at the back seat. Oblivious of what she had done. Finally of what seem like thousand of years, the plane was stable and the seat belt signs were off. Daddy and I brought the rascal to the toilet to do an emergency change out. But to add on to the drama, there was no change board!!!!!
I was thinking…gawd!save me…..but daddy and I suddenly got possessed with super powers and swiftly and efficiently, we changed the soiled dirty Kat while carrying her. As the flight from Kuantan to Singapore was pretty short, by the time we were done and put Kat to sleep, we were already reaching Singapore…….what an episode for a first plane ride.
Well….flying poo tops the charts of the interesting part about having a baby….Thank God for Pampers (yes the brand), if not I cannot imagine how many more interesting poo episodes we will have with lil Kat.
Love this lil rascal to bits:)

My big little button

It never occurred to me that time flies until lil Kat was born. How fast u might ask? I hardly ever noticed until today when I looked back at her photos that I realized that my hamster looking infant is now a boyish looking baby….if there is ever a most handsome little girl award, Kat wld probably be one of the finalist.So here is a look back on her little journey so far:)

(Kat’s first time seating at her infant seat:1st mth)
(Kat smiling at Daddy for the first time:2mths)
 (Kat with bear hat:3mths)
(Kat the parking summon auntie:4mths)
(Kat and her fav rilakuma toy: 5mths)
 (Kat staring at kao fu’s camera:6mths)
(Kat with mummy n daddy:6mths)