Monday, February 9, 2009

Of Baby fingers and WMDs

Who would have thought that baby fingers, those soft, supple, little touchy feely fingers would being such destruction or even harm to the angelic face of Our Little One!

Our Little One was born with his hand to his face, a habit that I believe will follow him throughout his life. So at 7mths old (yippee!!!!) he still scratches his face, and head and pulls his hair with relish.... nothing wrong with that except that he has killer fingernails!!!! I make an conscious effort to trim his nails every 3-4 days... heck I was scrambling to get nailclippers the 2nd day he was born cos he had such long fingernails.. and for the first few months of his young life, I had to put newborn sized socks on his hands (since I can't keep his hands off his face) so that when they go into scratching mode, his cheeks don't look like they have just been through the grinders.....

And of course, needless today, I have been scratched countless times and trimming his nails right now is just not an operation that is easily carried out... When he is awake, I can manage about 2 fingers worth of fingernails before the wriggling and impatient baby decides to get his message across ... and of course when he goes to sleep, I am already too tired to try to execute a such a precarious operation (I have already accidentally nicked him 2x when I was trimming his fingernails)... it is such a never ending battle.. When I finally manage to trim all 10 fingernails, they are growing out again into weapons of mass destruction in under a week!!! Is the baby taking too much calcium?

PS: His toenails on the other hand are a different story... I have had only to trim them every other month!

Monday, January 26, 2009

Life father , like son

Well take a look at the pictures... 'nuff said.... :P Happy niu (Ox) Year everyone!

Tuesday, January 20, 2009

Joys of Solid Food

Our Little One has indeed grown... he now enjoys solid food.. and I mean ENJOY!!!! like he loves to sit with us at the dining table in his high chair and sharing mealtimes with us.. ok so he is not exactly eating what we have for dinner.. but hey.. when you are 6+mths... rice cereal with pureed apple does not really sound that bad...

After the fiasco with Formula Milk (we are still persevering on that end)... We have made adjustments to Our Little One's nutritional intake by increasing the quantity and variety of solid food in his diet.. Formula Milk.. we march to Barack Obama's tune on this.... We actually encourage Our Little One to finish the bottle of Formula Milk with "Yes We Can!".. wonder what he or the wider American public will think of this.. but hey... getting a baby to fulfill his daily nutrition requirement is a great cause unto itself!...

But the most fun Our Little One has in his day (other than torturing us with his constant and unequivocal refusal of Formula Milk) is obviously mealtime with his little plastic bowl and spoon... We could not quite figure out whether he really likes the taste of his solids or that he is doing what we do.. eating at the table.... or both...

But there is no doubt in our minds that Our Little One is GROWING .. and oh what joy it is to see and learn that fact of life anew at the close of every day... I mean hey... it is a positive thing to come home to especially when work has been crappy and saps the living life out of your soul!

Saturday, January 17, 2009

Joyful Joyful... we STILL adore thee... and thee's rejection of Formula Milk

Just as we thought all is going to go well for the new year, sigh.... trouble in paradise...

Ok to be fair, 2009 did not really start on a pitch perfect note either... "War on Gaza" (as reported by Al Jazeera news), Situation in Darfour is not cleared up, there is a (last I read) cholera epidemic in Zimbabwe, 2012 Olympics has (apparently) been under budgetted, and of course the global financial crisis is only starting to rear its ugly head.... erm... save the UA Airways flight which landed safely in the Hudson with all the passengers unharmed, there most certainly does not seem to be any good news on the air recently....

An in our household, Our Little One decides that 2009 is the year to start his first strike! Down with Formula Milk!.... Let me contextualize this by saying that as conscientious parents, we have started introducing Our Little One to Formula Milk since he was 6weeks old... and made sure that 1 out of 4-5 feeds daily for Our Little One is given in the form of progressive infant care nutrition par excellence, Formula Milk, hypoallergenic too! But it all started about 2 weeks ago when out of the blue, Our Little One decided to make his contempt for Formula Milk rather blatant (let me contextualize this again by saying that it was never easy getting Formula Milk into Our Little One but the end result is he always accepts it, albeit grudgingly and kicking up a little fuss, usually lasting about 5-10min).... And blatant (and loud) it was!.... he would actively swing his both hands at the bottle (and knock it out of his mouth), filled with the detested nutrition of choice, and spit out whatever he has put into his mouth... to ensure that the taste of Formula Milk does not linger, he actually slobbers profusely to expel any last remnants of the dreaded substance! and I thought babies were supposed to learn (in a few years time) to be scheming as they grow up to he children!

Tonight was probably the worst episode of protest we have had so far.... ok granted, we brought Our Little One out for an errand (the purchase of safety equipment to childproof the abode)... and hence Our Little One did not quite get as much shut eye as usual.... but I mean come on, he has been out before you know... we do have a social baby!... So of course when mealtime comes along, we expected the usual fuss about not wanting Formula Milk (already trained from the previous weeks increased intensity of protests)... but so wrong were we! Even Master Yoda could not have expected such Force existed in Our Little Jedi! Not only did he knock the bottle out as hard as his arms and hands could allow him, the yelling and screaming was of a totally different scale, and so too the stamina!..... He was so tired after the tirade (30min) against the Formula Milk, he was actually willing to drink Apple Juice (something he has rejected for the past 2 days)!

My my.. and we had so much faith in the advent and progress of infant nutrition... how could it fail in the case of Our Little One????!!!! And Our Little One loves rice cereal and probably anything you put onto a spoon for him... Do I now have to feed Formula Milk to Our Little One through a soup spoon???? Heck, now, I try to lull Our Little One to sleep and just before he totally zonks out, I sneak a bottle of Formula Milk into his mouth and cause its instinct, he startst sucking and cos he is too sleepy, he just downs the bottle... so in effect, he does not reject Formula Milk totally... but when can I stop being so sneaky especially when all I want to do is to make sure that Our Little One gets all the nutrition he needs? Oh and by the way, his other feeds are EBM (hospital talk for Expressed Breast Milk)...

After dealing with a cranky and loud baby for almost 5 hours.. he started fussing as soon as we stepped into the house... thats another thing.. Our Little One refuses to fuss outside of the main door... I mean... come on!!! at least reserve some energy for our LONG-a** flights home!!!! It is after all payback time for all those hours that we sat with a smile and a shrug when some other baby/babies fussed within earshot in Economy!!!! We are totally smashed... like TOTALLY!!!!

But you know with so much happening in the world right now... who are we to b**** about dealing with 1 cranky baby??? :P

Wednesday, December 31, 2008

Joyful, Joyful, We Adore Thee...

Yes yes yes, the joys of being a parent know no bounds.... Our Little One has brought us so much joy and we do Adore him oh so very much! Our Little One has recently acquired a new sense of assertiveness about his needs, wants and demands... and whenever any one of the needs, wants, demands are not met... Hear the SIRENS wail across the rooms and hallways... woe betide the parents (us) who then have to carry Our Little One and try to pacify him to where tears still hang on his cheeks (rosy already but made redder from the wailing) but he had broken into a once again content smile... Once again, calm returns to the household and we (as parents) breathe a sigh of relief that Our Little One is once again smiling....(we are such suckers).... Anyway Our Little One has recently acquired some new possessions (a term that he learned from the recent Christmas) and semblance of skills and is all ready to to face 2009! Happy New Year Everybody!

Sunday, December 14, 2008

I now baptize you as...

That's right, Our Little One has been officially baptized. It was a joyous occasion with Grandpa performing the baptism. It was also a perfect baptism in that Our Little One did not fuss one bit. No fussing, sniffing, crying, nothing at all. Everyone in church was amazed and impressed. The last part of the baptism entailed Our Little One being carried by Grandpa around the church. It was fantastic! Everyone in the congregation wanted to touch Our Little One, hold his hand, smile at him. Short of signing autographs, I would say Our Little One performed wonderfully! Don't believe me... see for yourself!