Monday 17 October 2011
The Joy That Is You
Friday 18 June 2010
Saturday 2 January 2010
At 8 months....
Days before leaving for KK, you developed a fever. Mummy was so worried you would not be well before our flight. Thank God you recovered. Daddy said you might be teething. Mummy doubted it. Partly because Elil had her first tooth only when she was 1! Daddy checked your gums anyway and guess what? Daddy was right! A little tooth just broke through your lower gums. We couldn't quite see it yet but it was unmistakable, sharp and hard. Yay! Mummy is beaming with pride at this moment. About a week ago, your first tooth became visible and now when you smile, you show a little glimmer of your first pearly white!
Christmas eve, mummy and daddy had some last minute shopping to do. So we left your akka at home with grandma and grandpa and set off with you. Daddy got into the car and reversed it before we got in. You watched daddy drive out and lifted your arm and wiggled your fingers somewhat in a goodbye gesture. It was so cute. Daddy and mummy immediately looked at each other and smiled in surprise. We both knew that was your first wave goodbye. So clever you are!
Back home, all three of us, Nila, Elil and mummy bid farewell to daddy every morning before he sets off to work. We exchange hugs and kisses. And as dady drives off, we send flying kisses and waves goodbye. So you have picked up from here and probably thought daddy was driving off to work that morning. Sooo nice. In the last 2 days you have become an expert in waving goodbye and are very eager and proud to wave at anyone and everyone. Your hand is outstretched and palms open wide, your fingers too have the perfect curl.
It's taken a while for you to warm up to Grandma and Grandpa. You are very dependent on mummy and refuse to go to ANYONE willingly. Any sign of someone else wanting to carry you, and you cling to me like a little monkey. You press your chest against me, wrap your legs and arms around me. Your fingers dig into mummy's clothing and you hold on for dear life. When we first arrived, you would not allow anyone to take you away from your mummy. But now, you let go (reluctantly) without crying. You are comfortable as long as you do not see or hear mummy. It takes you about 30-45 minutes before you start to miss me and cry. You call for me. "Ma-ma" you say. It's a very longing "ma-ma" sound and I love it. Your first word is "ma-ma". I hope after this trip, you open up to people easier and are less afraid of being away from me.
Physically, you are not a chubby baby. You have slimmed down (to mummy's dismay) a little since your fever. I guess your body is using up extra energy for all the milestones you have been achieving. Since coming to KK, you have been able to pull yourself up to a stand. Everytime you do so, you get this oh-so-satisfied and proud look on your face. You have also gone on (shakey) all-fours, trying very hard to crawl. You can take several steps as well. Mummy's got to hold both your hands up though. But you move one foot in front of the other and are eager to walk on your own. It's just a matter of time and a little practice sweetheart.
Thursday 3 December 2009
I am sitting all on my own!
How time flies Nila. You will be 8 months in exactly 2 weeks. And in 4 months, we will celebrate your 1st year! You are very vocal, even more so than your 'akka'. Always struggling to get those baby words out. I can hear the frustration building in your voice before your gurgling turn into shouts. You are very much into hair-pulling now. When there is a head of hair in sight, you will throw your weight towards it and grab instantly to a big lock and pull pull pull. Elil is your favorite victim. She screams and cries and pulls back. Of course you never release and tug harder. Mummy has to intervene and pluck your fingers back one by one until Elil's head is freed from your grasp. And then I have to pick the bunch of Elil's hairs stuck in between you fingers. Mummy feels Elil's pain. You are quite the 'cat-fighter'. There was once, you even did this with your toes! Mummy was impressed. Nila's got talent.
Daddy has been off the last week or so. He gets back tomorrow. We have not been able to visit anyone out of our little town. You would not allow mummy to drive. You still cry if I am in sight and am not the one carrying you. To Tesco and Pati's house, mummy has had to carry you while driving which is terribly unsafe. You cry as if you have just been beaten or abused. It's heart breaking to hear. But it's heart warming to know that you need mummy and only mummy so desperately. Will I ever be able to let you go?
Friday 6 November 2009
The Light Sleeper
You love mummy's boobies. You can probably hang on there all night. Some nights you do. On nights like these, you sleep so peacefully even fire works on new year'e eve would not move you. It has been a struggle for mummy. So difficult to get an uninterrupted night's sleep. But I see it as a blessing. As I hold you in my arms at 3 o'clock in the morning, I admire the roundness of your almost bald head, those closed eyes, long eye lashes, pointy little nose and thin lips. Your free hand is wrapped around your ear. You do this in your sleep all the time. Those chubby arms and thunderful thighs. Fragile little fingers and tiny little toes. I watch your body rise and fall. I can smell you. A mix of baby wash, euky (eucalyptus oil) and your asam-y baby sweat. Oh so nice.
Some nights when you are in deep sleep. And don't make the slightest move or sound. Mummy wakes up anyway and goes into panic. Why are you not moving? I strain my eyes and stare at your chest. Mummy is relieved only when she can see your breathing. Oh, you must be having beautiful, wonderful dreams. Silly mummy to worry so much.
Nowadays, (as in the past week or so) your sleep is more fixed or stable. You don't wake up as much and can sleep longer periods. Plus mummy's managed to get both Elil and you to have your afternoon naps together. And this is how mummy gets to finally start on your blog!