Transition Period

During this period of time, I'm slowly taking over the "big project" from my Confinement Lady in preparation of her "resignation" on 1st Jan 07. It has been almost a week since I took over her job such as bathing Zachary, washing him after he poo poo, changing his nappy/diaper, feeding him and most challenging of all is breast feeding him.

He has been rejecting me from BF him as I do not have milk for for the first few days. This creates lots of frustration to him and I have to give him formula milk to avoid dehydration and stop his hunger pangs. Sometimes when he sees my Boobs he will scream on top of his lungs, as if like he knows it's time now to milk the cow and working hard with his jaw and sucking power... hahaha..sometimes it's very funny to see him all so frustrated and his face will turn beetroot red! All this bottle feeding and breast feeding creates conflicts and confusion to him. However, with LOTSA patience, determination and persistence he has been doing pretty well. Now he will suckle for at least 15mins for ea breast before he spit it out.

Zach's coming to a month old soon and we are holding his full moon celebration on 30th Dec 07. This is Zach taken between 25th-26th Dec 07.

Zach loves to stretch....notice his legs...

My sleeping position

Here's how Zach takes his afternoon nap...

I shall consider giving him a bolster to hug.... :)

Love So Amazing...

You may noticed that I have added a new feature to my blog. This song~ Love So Amazing is specially dedicated to Zachary.

Time flies. It felt like it was just yesterday I gave birth to Lil' Zach. He is 12 days old now and he has been drinking and sleeping well. Mummy is keeping up with him and working day and night as a cow.

Aunty Tai (my Confinement Lady) with Zach

Mummy and Zach (looking sad here as nothing harvest from mummy's "tank")

I'm learning to understand his daily routine on waking up for milk and sleeping patern. He'll cry for milk and if he's not satisfied after first feed and he will ask for more by showing all sorts of expression with his mouth. I guess this is how baby "communicate" through us with their sign languages. Cute issnt?

In his slumberland...
Can you see some white patches on his face? Skin peeling...poor thing...

Pain in the Ass!

This is my life saver.

No words can describe how thankful I am to have this as my ASS IS IN PAIN for the past few days! I've been suffering from piles since the day Zachary was born and it's not getting any better when the day goes by. Seems like the piles are happily clinging on to my butts (mayb they just love the smell of my butts) and refuse to go away. Pooing to me is a pain in the ass and I have tried all remedies ie. sitting in hot salt water, applying some ointment from gynae, sitting in icy cold water, and.....any suggestions from the floor?? With all these, still pain in the ass!!! Sorry, I guess every sentence here is repeating with "pain in the ass" but I can't stop myself from saying it as IT IS REAL PAIN IN THE ASS!

Zachary has arrived!

I didn't expect this blog came so soon after my last blog. Well, I'm glad that he decided to see the world early and here I would like to share my experience on my labour process. Some friends were curious to know if the Music for Unborn works for me ~especially the short labour pain.

Ok, here's the chronological order of my labour pain, huffing, puffing, grinding, ....all in one day, 3rd Nov 07 (Mon).

4:25am - Woke up with some menstrual cramp feeling. Not intense to make me rush to the
hospital. Decide to sleep back.

4:45am - Crampy feeling comes back again. Decide to time it. With my notebook and a pen on
hand, start jotting down the time. Geez, this is madness!

7:30am - Same feeling again but very intense. Too sleepy to bother it. Slept through it again.
Told myself to call my gynae later in the morning to bring forward my appt. to Tues.

9:05am - Woke up with some intense pain at front abdominal. Went to toilet to pee and had the
"show".

9:10am - Called clinic and inform them on my situation. Told to go there immediately for a
check.

9:50am - Arrived clinic. Did a CTG and VE check by gynae. Gosh, I was told I'm 4cm dilated!
Was sent to delivery suite and told that labour will happen later in the evening.

12:05pm - Reached delivery suite after got lost like sotong. Pass a few times the delivery suite
without realising. Change gown and getting ready for labour.

3:20pm - Given epidural ( I should call it "Happydural"). Crampy feeling getting more frequent
and intense thou still bearable but told myself, dont try to be SuperWoman. Just get
it done and fast. Did VE check and only at pathetic 5cm dilated.

6:00pm - I'm 8cm dilated! Baby's heart beat drop and contraction comes in too near within
one another. Sense something is not right and nurse face turn from smiley to
frowning. Don't like this feeling as I'm hoping to have a natural birth.

6:15pm - Baby's heart back to normal. SMiley face from the nurse again. Phew.... Pray no more
frowning from them.

7:00pm - Gynae came to do another VE again. Told I'm fully dilated. Very happy look and told
I can start pushing soon.

7:15pm - Pushing starts! All eyes on me as if I'm giving out the TOTO no. Very encouraging
from everyone.

7:40pm - Gynae decides I need some assistance.

7:49pm - Zachary has arrived! He was vacum out by my last push. He was plopped on my
body the moment he was delivered and I felt in love again.... awww.......

Here's some pics of Zachary and will try to post more of him.

Day 1 (in the delivery room)

Day 3

Day 3

Counting Down...

Hey! I'm still doing the count down! Another 7 days to GO! Was busy last week entertaining my niece and nephew who were down here for 2 weeks. Now they have gone back and I'm Missing them loads! :((( To all my friends & relatives who are excited as me, I'll keep you posted when I delivered. :)

I feel like a walking time bomb. Anytime by now, when the lil' one decides to pull the "plug" and say hi to the world. I have been thinking whether to place my packed bag in the car or in the house. I'd "drew" up a plan in my mind in times of emergency when I'm alone, What's the BEST MODE to get me FAST to the hospital. I pray and hope that I won't be stucked in the peak hours jam. Scary thoughts of possibilities keep running through my mind on the "D-Day".