Joelle arranged a birthday surprise for Tina this yr. It was special because it was simply a gathering of old time good friends, with our spouses and kids, and to be mother - joelle herself.
We met earlier at her apt, brought some food, decorated it, and patiently waited for the VIP to arrive. Then the party began. We wore eye masks, and there were streamers too. She was touched to tears, what a surprise, she was completely taken aback. Thanks to the well planned organizers.
It was heart warming that we made it a point to be there. It was times like this, when a friend was going through tough times, that we come round to support and encourage, and pray. Seeing the pictures bring back many fond memories, how we have changed in many ways, yet stayed the same in most ways, like the hair styles and the smiles, the height, and sizes too ... incredible.
I was sure blessed to be there.
Monday, 31 August 2009
Saturday, 29 August 2009
Big move
Exactly 3 more wk ends to big move. LC went to lawyer's office yesterday and took the keys! We'll be meeting contractor on sunday to finalise details of what needed to be done in the house, and work will be on the way.
Each night as I feed mei mei, i've been thinking about what to pack and how about to pack. Looking around, there seems to be very little to do, but once i get things going, there is alot to do, have not even got to the clothes and books yet, just packing and repacking my stationery, and some files... many things to throw and give away now, making more room for kids' stuff. Nathan's puzzles actually occupy 2 large boxes, and 1 large box for girl's toys...
I think the clothes will be the easier, just dump everything into the luggage bag. We've arranged for the movers on the 19th sept, and that very night, we'll be spending our night at our new place!
Hopefully, everything goes smoothly. I'm excited.
Each night as I feed mei mei, i've been thinking about what to pack and how about to pack. Looking around, there seems to be very little to do, but once i get things going, there is alot to do, have not even got to the clothes and books yet, just packing and repacking my stationery, and some files... many things to throw and give away now, making more room for kids' stuff. Nathan's puzzles actually occupy 2 large boxes, and 1 large box for girl's toys...
I think the clothes will be the easier, just dump everything into the luggage bag. We've arranged for the movers on the 19th sept, and that very night, we'll be spending our night at our new place!
Hopefully, everything goes smoothly. I'm excited.
5 weeks old
How time flies ... my one month confinement was over. Auntie was good, clean and hardworking. Hannah has grown alot during her 4 wks stay here. She's even got a double chin now, how cute. I'm glad auntie left me with a little chubby girl to care for.
I'm 51-52 kg now, 6 more kg to lose. But I'm hardly concerned now. Everyday passed by so quickly, got up in the morning, washed the clothes, prepare lunch and dinner, bathe baby, make milk for nathan, N eat my breakfast!! I must constantly remind myself to care for my stomach first before the kids, if my health collapses, there's nothing left to say... I'm glad God sustained me through one wk without help.
Dad came by 3 times during lunch. Nathan always looks forward to visitors. He enjoys company, also because mummie is always so busy with sister. All he could see now is mei mei needs to be fed. And I always hold her so closely,i think he's jealous to some extend, and tested my patience many times. I have to give him time alone for stories and chats. But he's been good, helping me do some chores, and allowing me some rest time on the bed, he would say, 'oh, poor poor mummie'. which sounded quite funny.
Hannah's been out to grandma's place, and today, we brought her for lunch at Esplanade, and church too! She slept through most of it, only woke up once to feed. I was so glad I went for service, was ministered during songs time.
Reminded me to pray more, worry less, and sing more, especially when I'm stressed, or frustrated.
I'm 51-52 kg now, 6 more kg to lose. But I'm hardly concerned now. Everyday passed by so quickly, got up in the morning, washed the clothes, prepare lunch and dinner, bathe baby, make milk for nathan, N eat my breakfast!! I must constantly remind myself to care for my stomach first before the kids, if my health collapses, there's nothing left to say... I'm glad God sustained me through one wk without help.
Dad came by 3 times during lunch. Nathan always looks forward to visitors. He enjoys company, also because mummie is always so busy with sister. All he could see now is mei mei needs to be fed. And I always hold her so closely,i think he's jealous to some extend, and tested my patience many times. I have to give him time alone for stories and chats. But he's been good, helping me do some chores, and allowing me some rest time on the bed, he would say, 'oh, poor poor mummie'. which sounded quite funny.
Hannah's been out to grandma's place, and today, we brought her for lunch at Esplanade, and church too! She slept through most of it, only woke up once to feed. I was so glad I went for service, was ministered during songs time.
Reminded me to pray more, worry less, and sing more, especially when I'm stressed, or frustrated.
Tuesday, 4 August 2009
Week 2 Day 14
I got out of the house!
Decided to bring nathan out to the supermarket to buy some fresh vegetables, and his favourite strawberries. I felt good wearing my old clothes, still tight around the bottoms, and fat around the waist, but walking out and about and driving again makes me feel I'm bad to normal.
Nathan always behaves well outside. He just sits in the trolley, and I wheeled him about to get food. He hugged his box of strawberries tightly, and that was all he needed.
I started bathing from head to toe, and wearing my usual shorts and t-shirts, and stopped feeling sweaty all day long. Thank God the weather is changing for the better too, much cooler these days.
Feeding Hannah has been rather easy with auntie helping to sterilise and do the washing. Frees me extra time with nathan and the luxury to just stare at mei mei and adore her.
Decided to bring nathan out to the supermarket to buy some fresh vegetables, and his favourite strawberries. I felt good wearing my old clothes, still tight around the bottoms, and fat around the waist, but walking out and about and driving again makes me feel I'm bad to normal.
Nathan always behaves well outside. He just sits in the trolley, and I wheeled him about to get food. He hugged his box of strawberries tightly, and that was all he needed.
I started bathing from head to toe, and wearing my usual shorts and t-shirts, and stopped feeling sweaty all day long. Thank God the weather is changing for the better too, much cooler these days.
Feeding Hannah has been rather easy with auntie helping to sterilise and do the washing. Frees me extra time with nathan and the luxury to just stare at mei mei and adore her.
Week 2 Day 12
Hannah is growing and changing everyday. She makes quite a lot of noise during feeds, especially when she can’t locate her source of milk supply. Once she’s latched, she sulkers contently. She’s so adorable, giving me smiles and giggles, unknowingly.
Nathan adores his sister too, sings her songs and kisses her forehead at least 5 to 6 times a day. ‘Cute mei mei.’ He hasn’t shown any sign of jealousy, just asking many questions about being a baby… ‘can mei mei walk?’ “why can’t I touch mei mei’s eyes?’
I haven’t changed her nappy yet. Just been enjoying good confinement food, resting as often as I’m allowed to (by Nathan), and spending time with him whenever I’m not feeding, or even when I’m feeding, he would sit next to me, talking and singing. I must say he’s doing very well being a bigger brother.
Nathan adores his sister too, sings her songs and kisses her forehead at least 5 to 6 times a day. ‘Cute mei mei.’ He hasn’t shown any sign of jealousy, just asking many questions about being a baby… ‘can mei mei walk?’ “why can’t I touch mei mei’s eyes?’
I haven’t changed her nappy yet. Just been enjoying good confinement food, resting as often as I’m allowed to (by Nathan), and spending time with him whenever I’m not feeding, or even when I’m feeding, he would sit next to me, talking and singing. I must say he’s doing very well being a bigger brother.
Sunday, 2 August 2009
Princess has arrived!
At 10.30a.m. I felt cramps on my tummy. So I called the doctor, and he asked me to go to the hospital to meet him. I got my ready bag, and brought Nathan with me on a cab.
I had to go to the delivery suite immediately to be strapped to monitor the baby's heart beat and check my contractions. Everything looks just fine. Doctor suggested to induce me, so he inserted the tablet at 11.30a.m.
I felt nothing. Tried walking around, resting, watched TV to draw my mind away... but I was hungry. I literally had to beg for food. They gave me soft diet and fed me porridge. I gobbled it up.
At 4.30pm, still no sign of contraction. Doc came and ruptured my water bag. Contractions started, but very bearable.
Pain slowly seeped in around 8.30p.m. I was 3cm dilated. I was in active labour. I thought I wouldn't be able to bear with the wait for another 7cm more to go, I asked for epidural.
By the time the specialist came, I was so in pain, but he did it very quickly. Almost immediately after he was done with the procedure, the nurses checked on me, I was already 9cm dilated. They rang my doc, and he came instantly, another 15mins, they were getting me ready to push.
For half an hour, I was pushing with all my might, no sign of baby. Another half an hr with assist (vaccum), baby was out. Nurse placed the bloody creature in my arms, I was speechless. She felt so warm and tender, I didn't dare to move an inch. I was just starring at the blood stained baby I had birthed.
I thought I should have been more courageous to bear with labour pains without epidural, didn't know that my cervix was tender, and I could dilate so quickly... I 'suffered' the ill effects of the med, shivered for another hour before it lost its effect. During the entire process of sewing, I felt no pain at all. We could chat, and I saw my gynae hard at work.
It was an amazing experience, something I won't exchange for a c-section, Nothing compares to delivering your own child with your own eyes. And recovery was much quicker too, though the initial pain was more sensitive and tough. Within a week, I could sit on my bottoms, and I almost felt I was back to the same old energetic Caris.
We prayed and gave thanks.
I had to go to the delivery suite immediately to be strapped to monitor the baby's heart beat and check my contractions. Everything looks just fine. Doctor suggested to induce me, so he inserted the tablet at 11.30a.m.
I felt nothing. Tried walking around, resting, watched TV to draw my mind away... but I was hungry. I literally had to beg for food. They gave me soft diet and fed me porridge. I gobbled it up.
At 4.30pm, still no sign of contraction. Doc came and ruptured my water bag. Contractions started, but very bearable.
Pain slowly seeped in around 8.30p.m. I was 3cm dilated. I was in active labour. I thought I wouldn't be able to bear with the wait for another 7cm more to go, I asked for epidural.
By the time the specialist came, I was so in pain, but he did it very quickly. Almost immediately after he was done with the procedure, the nurses checked on me, I was already 9cm dilated. They rang my doc, and he came instantly, another 15mins, they were getting me ready to push.
For half an hour, I was pushing with all my might, no sign of baby. Another half an hr with assist (vaccum), baby was out. Nurse placed the bloody creature in my arms, I was speechless. She felt so warm and tender, I didn't dare to move an inch. I was just starring at the blood stained baby I had birthed.
I thought I should have been more courageous to bear with labour pains without epidural, didn't know that my cervix was tender, and I could dilate so quickly... I 'suffered' the ill effects of the med, shivered for another hour before it lost its effect. During the entire process of sewing, I felt no pain at all. We could chat, and I saw my gynae hard at work.
It was an amazing experience, something I won't exchange for a c-section, Nothing compares to delivering your own child with your own eyes. And recovery was much quicker too, though the initial pain was more sensitive and tough. Within a week, I could sit on my bottoms, and I almost felt I was back to the same old energetic Caris.
We prayed and gave thanks.
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