what baby does in class...

yo...

just a short note on baby... in class, ^_^ her weekend enhancement class...

after the class,

her teacher came out and chiitchat with me,

she told me 2 things...

she said, when they talked about cupcakes,

baby's classmate, edward said, he wanted a cupcake,

and guess what my precious responded?

she actually told him that, "my mother bought cupcakes for me, I give you...!!!" @_@

(no I feel obligated to give her friends cupcakes huh??? ^_^)

then,

the teacher let them do some colouring,

colour the mountain,

we saw the picture before the teacher updated me,

background, brown,

mountain, purple...

see? that's how much my baby loves purple...

the teacher mentioned that,

she asked baby why the mountain's brown? (actually, i don't know what a mountain's colour should be... maybe I'll put brown too...)

and baby answered, "when it's dark, the mountain will look brown...",

the teacher laughed,

cos, maybe at this age, not many kids will respond such "sensibly"...

I guess, in a way, I'm proud on whatever she could answer,

maybe she's just saying whatever that comes into her mind,

but then, at least, in my opinion, she knows what she's doing...

as I've always told her,

you don't do things, or say things that you can't explain why...

(don't argue with me on that, we all know that, there's always a reason, be it being stupid reason, or not shareable reason, behind our speech, behind our action, maybe we don't know how to put it in words, but then, there IS a reason...)

ya, that's how she's in the class,

seems like she pretty much enjoys her schooltime, and weekend classtime...

good...!

In and out, and out and In...

Yep… my schedule's been "rescheduled"…

As baby's attending school now….

For the past 3 years and 10 months, I've been able to sleep, till the sun shine on top of your head, and both of us would only get out of bed…

Then, gabu joined our boat…

Previously, he's his biological clock, and got up like 9am,

Later, he grows up, and he becomes playful,

Big sis doesn't want to sleep, he doesn't want to doze off either, and the result is,

He ends up going to bed as late as baby…

So, he get up, as late as baby too…

^_^

Anyway…

So, now, I've to get up at 7am,

Class starts at half 8…

The other day, just the other day,

When both are sick,

So, up,

Out of the house,

Back to the house with no.2,

Out of the house again to pick up no.1,

Then, back ot the house, to have lunch, and make them rest for a while,

Waiting for doctor to reopen the clinic,

Out of the house again to clinic, ended up around half 5 only we're done,

So, in and out the car too,

I told him, I'll pack dinner,

In and out and out and in, and in and out…

Then, we're home,

Eat dinner…

Rest,

Too tired,

Then, no.2 somehow gets sicker, (in fact, it's no.1 who needs doctor's attention)

After no.1 slept,

He cried, got up, I took him out of the room,

Yuek!!!!!!!! Vomited!

Ooh…

What a night…

Cleaned up,

Put him to sleep again, he's too tired, yep, forgot to mention, he's fever too…

Then, he slept, I came out to clean the floor again,

My head's spinning…

Ooh… something's not right…

Next day, ie. this morning,

Out and in,

After back in to the house with no.2,

I held him on my lap, nurse,

Both fell asleep…

Soundly!!!

I'd a good rest…

And yes,

It's the time of that monthly thing…

Ghee...

Black Hair Day

yep... today, i went for hair-colouring,

eversince...

eversince... the day i first coloured my hair, my mother left us... road accident,

since then, i've been quite skeptical about colouring my hair...

anyway, this year, i kinda wanted a change, and there's a BIG reason,

our best best best closest friend's getting married...

i know, not that anybody really cares, except him, and me myself,

but then, yep, i take this pretty seriously, at least, gloom myself a little bit,
to attend his wedding dinner...

(i told the friend directly, i feel that, my son's getting married, haha, i was not taking advantage on him, but than, that's how close we are, as friends...)

another reason is that, all these while, there've been some skeptical comments like, hair colourant caused cancer and so on,

if you're pregnant, if you're breastfeeding, don't colour your hair, bla bla bla...

it's just like those "real or not real?" type of thing, which keep wondering in many people's heads...

eg. is the radation in japan, or near tokyo, still really, IS a health-hazard thing, is that really a concern anymore...

same,

some will say "no problem anymore, my friend's just given birth to a healthy baby," bla bla bla...

others will just tell you, "no no, better not take the risk!" (ya, i'm in this boat!)...

anyway, so, one day, i went to my usual quickcut place to cut my hair,

the hairdresser somehow chitchat with me, and somehow mentioned to me that Loreal's a brand, colourant, organic...

i was like, "blink!", ooh... there's such thing? finally???

then, he went on telling me that, it's not just like any other colourant, you need to have certain skill, certain certifications only you're allowed to perform the colouring on your customers, bla bla bla...

so, i asked around, asked my friend who usually goes to those normal saloon for haircut, normal saloon, as in, anything opposite what quickcut does, ie. cut your hair in 15 minutes...

she told me, most saloons have that colourant, and yes, it's by Loreal, and i should just check it out...

i went online, checked the first time, still clueless...

then, i checked again just few days ago, somehow, i found Inoa, yep, my friend mentioend, it starts with "I",

i went to the hair saloon that she went to, saw the products, checked the price,

that's it, i'm in!

all these while, i thought, colouring hair is EXPENSIVE!

something like 200-300 bucks, or more...

but then, when my friend mentioned to me, she said something like 180 bucks,

when i checked with the saloon? wow!! base price 120 bucks, and labour charges for Inoa, 30 bucks,

i was like, ooh! cheap... (ok, anything's below my expectation's cheap! that's how i "value" a product)

ok, as i'm writing now, i've black hair, first time in like... 20 years??

experience?

well... it's ok, service is good, maybe they made a mistake in handling the queue, somehow, they let me do my hair first, while so many others were still waiting, it's a weekend, there're more customers, regular and walk-in, just like me...

then, unlike all these while, like in quickcut,

the hairdresser washed my hair (cos, i wanted a cut too), then, slowly trim my hair, checked with me if it's ok, this and that...

then, waited again,

she got ready the colourant,

slowly painted the colour on my hair...

let me ask you this,

THIS, organic product, is already considered mild, but i still feel that stinging effect on my scalp... kinda painful, you know?

after like 1 hour, she finally brought me to wash my hair, and while she's massaging my head, i was like... gosh!! can you please stop...

so, question: what about the other non-organic conventional hair colourant? do they have that stinging effect on your scalp????

if no, then,

this organic product's a negative point LO, being organic, by right, superb, right?

if yes, then...

i'll say, wow, all of you, really 愛美不怕痛～！

i don't know why, maybe it's just me...

just like when i went to do facial, twice, in my life, went with friends, for fun,

twice, all, PAINFUL!!

that's why, you don't really see me doing facial,

the pain, and the squeezing, and so on, it's just beyond my tolerance...

well... mind you, ahem... damn painful menstruation pain i can take,

when my son's coming out from my tummy, that contraction, i could take it,

but nope!!! not for those facial session,

twice,

nightmare,

that's why i don't bother much to visit those places, just not made for me...

so, when my felt that stinging effect on my scalp, i was like,

NOT AGAIN??? why me? painful again???

then, when i paid the bill, i read again, the product's simple info, it did have a statement written, "optimal scalp discomfort", by that hair saloon...

seeing that, i then think, at least i'm normal...

cos, i even thought that, if the stinging effect lasts for few more days, i gotta go see doctor!

that's why, back to the question LO~~

are the conventional products more "gentle", or even sting more??

if sting more...

gosh, i salute all you girls, who colour your hair on a frequent basis...

first, the "discomfort on the head",

second... aiyoyo~~~~ i sat there, sleep cannot sleep, can't do much, except facebooking, twitting, weibo-ing, g+-ing on my ipod,

i really had nothing much to do,

and ask me to every one month, or slightly more, to put 3 hours minimum in there, a hair saloon,

big no no to me...

nope, just not for me...

first, during that window of time,

he's to take care of the 2 precious on his own,

poor thing...

so, i reckon, i'll not say i won't colour my hair anymore,

but then, i'll only do it sparingly...

however, overall experience, i'm pretty satisfied...

^_^V

Joke : What Women do all day ….????

saw this online,
thought it's quite a funny joke...

there you are...

Must read for husbands….What Women do all day ….????

A man came home from work and found his 5 children outside, still in their pajamas, playing in the mud, with empty food boxes and wrappers strewn around garden, The door of his wife's car was open, as was the front door to the house and no sign of the dog, walking in the door, he found ...an even bigger mess. A lamp had been knocked over, the throw rug was against one wall, In the front room the T
V was on loudly with the cartoon channel, the family room was strewn with toys and various items of clothing. In the kitchen, dishes filled the sink, breakfast food was spilled on the counter, the fridge door was open wide, dog food was spilled on the floor, a broken glass lay under the table, and a small pile of sand was spread by the back door. He quickly headed up the stairs, stepping over toys and more piles of clothes, looking for his wife. He was worried she might be ill, or that something serious had happened. He was met with a small trickle of water as it made its way out the bathroom door. As he peered inside he found wet towels, scummy soap and more toys strewn over the floor. Miles of toilet paper lay in a heap and toothpaste had been smeared over the mirror and walls. As he rushed to the bedroom, he found his wife still curled up in the bed in her pajamas, reading a novel... She looked up at him, smiled and asked how his day went. He looked at her bewildered and asked, 'What happened here today?' She again smiled and answered, 'You know every day when you come home from work and you ask me what in the world do I do all day?...
''Yes," was his incredulous reply..
She answered, 'Well, today I didn't do it.'

of rewards…

Oh, I've not been updating much in this place… (mostly hanging out in my chinese page, haha!)

Anyway,

Yes, parenting baby's challenging,

Sometimes, I myself am lost, frankly, till he's to tell me this, "coaching and being sarcastic is different!",

@_@

Therefore, I've to watch out, on my own speech…

Despite the difficult part,

Yes, I know baby's been a good baby,

Cos, there're some "difficult" correction, she could just correct it, within one day, and once and for all…

However, there're some "tougher" habits in her, that, I guess, it's just these sort of little things about toddler of her age, something in all of them, that it's just hard for her to change/eliminate…

Tough ones like:-

For a period of time, she says "ya" a lot, whenever she answers me, her responses, most of the time, were "ya"…

Then, I explained to her on the context of it,

And that, she reduced the usage of it, in pretty short time frame,

I taught her a few "expressions"… to replace "ya"…

On the second thing,

I don't know since when, she covers her mouth whenever she laughs,

I told her that, she could put her hand on her stomach, covering the mouth when laughing's bad gesture, which I do not want her to carry…

Or…

Sometimes, her fingers get pretty… em… idly, and that, she'll have some fidgeting moves (hm!! Sounds like there's a problem here huh?? Though, I can't be sure if there's, or there isn't… most of us, have had this stage, some time down the road, or before…)

So, I told her, if she doesn't know what to do with her hand, she could just tuck it under her lap, if she's sitting down…

Anyway, we'll see…

Of the three little habits listed above, I thought, it's pretty hard for a kid to kick,

But then, she seemed to achieve it pretty easily…

So, I told her, I'm very happy about it, and that…

She'll have her favourite cupcakes tomorrow, ghee…! ^_^

On other bad habits, yet to be corrected… hm...

She likes to lie down on the floor, I mean, any floor, it can be the floor in our own house (no problem!) and also, the floor in the enhancement centre, my friend's house, and I'm worried, when she goes to school, she'll lie down in the classroom's floor… @_@

Yet, at her age, she still can't help but to put things into her mouth, which, can be anything, from the edge of the table, or the toy broom stick that she's holding, or, simply, her fingers… @_@

Other than that, of course, she still have some small habits, that I wish she can change gradually…

Yes, gradually…

And therefore, I taught her how to pray,

Of course, it's for I myself too…

As I want her to know that, sometimes, she can seek help from another source too…

We'll see...

gabu

Ya, my son…

Well… cos, I called my daughter baby,

So, I called my son gabu, to me, baby = gabu, gabu = baby… haha!

Anyway,

First of all, I gotta thank God for giving me 2 kids, 2 lovely kids…

If I'm younger… yes, I'll have three, or four… whatever…

See, with 1 kid, that time you know, she's the whole of your world…

Now, with 2?

Not, not world split to 2,

It's 2 whole world, differently…

With 1 kid, you think, having kids, being parents is just like this,

Yes, just like this,

While, having a second one, if you can afford, you'll know that, 2 kids, they're not the same,

They're just not the same…

My gabu…

I like to call him, the survivor… (well, one day, maybe, you'll know what it means, however… we're all survivor, isn't it? That's how we're formed in our mother's tummy, and came out to see this world…)

And I regard him as being pretty professional in doing things, things that I don't expect him to pick up, just like that…

Ya, just like that,

He's really… different from my baby, ya, baby no. 1,

Different, they're just different, and again, I thank God for showing me a totally different world, and a totally different joy, (+ a totally different challenge!)

(whatever I'm going to list, it didn't happen with baby…)

First, when I was in the hospital the first few days, after his arrival, I'd no problem nursin ghim, he's such a good suckler… didn't give me any single problem… and he slept well…

Second, when we brought him swimming, for the first time, I somehow slipped, ya, I was carrying him, so, you guess? He's with me, underwater for a second, if not more… we didn't give him a float, cos, the float that we bought for him, seemed to be too big for him, so, I carried him…

Ya, he didn't cry, and the next moment, I put him in water, he started to kick, and kick… he didn't fuss, or cried, or showed that he's scared, or cold, or whatever… he just kick, kick, kick… I was amazed… cos, with baby, at this age, just before this, she still fuss about us letting go of her hand, but the other day, out of sudden, she requested to swim with the float, on her own, and she enjoyed so much, again, I gotta say "thank you! Lord!"

Third, gabu had a reflux history, I remembered the first month, I gotta carried him upright, to sleep, after nursing him, so, usually, I nursed him, then, I held him to my chest, while I sat on bed, leaning against the headpiece, and slept, that's my first month (confinement month) survival story… so, yes, the other day, I shared with the paed, on his style of taking medicine (oh yes, he, got infected by the same flu bug from the sis, and both of them frequent the clinic, for 2 weeks just less than a month ago!), ie. he sure threw out!

Like how? It's not that he could manage to refuse the medication we gave him, we made our way for the medicine to go in,

He'll either "blow" it out, with his saliva bubble (yes, he was good at it, he does it, whenever he asks for me, and I didn't bother if I still gotta finish the housework, then, he'll just "ma", at the same time, with bubble forming in his half-opened mouth, if he continues… there'll be "foam" around his mouth, and the floor will be wet!) OR,

After 1/2 min, he'll just "yuek!" all vomitted out!

It was a nightmare for me, feeding him medicine, I'd to use so much strength, so did he, it's like war, for both of us… tiring~

And just to add to it,

These few days, baby started coughing and fever again,

I strictly prohibited 2 of them to get close to each other, whenever I can… but yet, gabu started to have runny nose,

So, to avoid medicine for him (cos, I really hate "war") I make sure I give him nasal spray on a frequent basis…

Again, baby's no problem with taking medicine, (just that 2 weeks, she'd to take 5 types of medicines, and she just took that, drank that, just like that… ) as well as taking the nasal spray…

But then, again, for gabu… you guess? It's like we're torturing him,

He could move his head as much as he's able to,

And fight with his hands, as much as he's able to,

Therefore, giving him nasal spray, I can't do it alone!

So, we managed to give him one dose of spray…

Guess what? With his super duper reflux skill…

Hey!! The thing went in, through his nose, ok??

He VOMITTED IT OUT!

Thumb's up! Son!

Fourth, he loves crawling around in the house,

This baby, my son, gabu!!! I tell you, if you don't keep an eye on him, he'll be anywhere, he's out of control of mine, serious, baby was not like that, she was much more obedient, I told her "no", she seemed to understand,

Again, with gabu, that's not the case, I told him "no", many many many time,

When you don't see him, quietly… he'll do it!

For eg. Putting things in his mouth,

Ya… tell me about it,

This morning, I just dozed off, and he's his sis' barbie's heel in his mouth!! Goodness!!!!!!

I know, babies like putting things in their mouth, but then… with baby, she'd much more control on herself at that age…

I didn't have much problem,

And, she'd be contented with whatever we gave her to play with, those things, she put in the mouth, favourite object is TAG, cloth tag… for eg.

But mu son????

No no no, he's not contented, definitely not contented with whatever we give him,

We give him item A, he takes, put it aside, he'll want whatever we're holding,

And he'll come after it,

If we take back item A, he'll then, want to take item A from us…

He just doesn't want anything we PASS TO HIM!

And, whatever's in his hand? He sure, have to put it in the mouth!!!!! Or at least give it a good lick! (arrgh!!!!!)

Fifth, therefore, he crawled to the bookcase, pulled out all the books, he'll start with those few books, ya, those few particular books…

Then, he crawled to the easel, and took one of the marker from the tub, hanged beneath the easel, I particurly checked, if those caps are "secured"…

Ya, they were…

But the next minute, the cap was removed…

I thought, baby couldn't remove the cap on her own, till lately…

Ya, speaking of which,

One fine weekend, he got up, I still wanted to sleep…

So, I gave him a few objects to fiddle with,

A vicks (small tub, with screwed cap), a nasal spray (don't think he'll be able to press the spray) and a bottle of mozzie…

Just on our bedside table, anyway, they're for kids, not too poisonous, mm… not to say, they're edible though…

So, I dozed off again…

The next moment was,

I smelled a strong scent of vicks…

I opened my eyes, goodness, the cap was opened, and goodness again, his mouth looked "shiny", something's spread on it…

He must have tasted the vicks…

(well, my mother told me, when I was small, I tasted mopiko too!! ^_^ like mother like son!)

The funny thing is,

He didn't cry, haha, just like me, (my mother told me, I was just "hissing" at the side, and at first, she was wondering why I made that sound, cos, mopiko's err… "spicy", is that how you describe it?)

THAT! Is my son, Gabriel!

Compassionate... is what I gotta learn, and what I need most... as a mother... ≧﹏≦

split~

Well… I don't know about other moms,

Especially those who scold a moment ago, and hug the next moment… their kids…

It's quite… SPLIT, if you ask me…

Yes, SPLIT, I'm not sure about you, I'm not sure about her,

Probably every mom is the same, probably…

But as for me,

There're days, I could put on a smile, whole day, and be very patient,

But there're downtimes… yes, when my system's down, just liket these few days, when I've this big big flu, big sored throat, bad cough, stuffed nose, and horrible headache, yes, the big package, come altogether…

I wish, I can be just alone, and be quiet, most of the time…

With 2 kids in the house, you know it's not possible,

And I'm sure, you'd probably tell me that, it'll be ok… everybody's the same…

Yes, more or less, I guess so, you've your difficulty, and I've mine…

And God Blesses me, my 2 precious, afterall, are very good…

Though…

Cos, I'm bad, I'm in bad condition,

I feel bad, I want quiet time,

So, for the past 2 days, since he's traveling, I'm left alone with the 2 kids,

24 hours, non-stop,

I was tensed, what more to say, the headache was killing me…

And out of control,

I didn't show a good smiley face in the house…

And poor baby, poor her, she got it most, again, from me…

I felt sympathetic about her for having such an emotional mother like me… or… sometimes, I simply stress her up, by showing her my expectation…

But then… yes, I'm stressed up, and thus, she'll be!

On the other hand,

I want to be more relax, and having 2 cheerful children, (while, with gabriel, I'm not so worried, as simple as… at this age, ie. 9-month-old, I remember, baby's been a considerate baby all the time, since small, she seemed to understand what we think, what we want, and what we expect of her, but then, with my son… sigh, good and bad, it doesn't seem like he bothers what we think… @_@)

Anyway, the more I want to be better, the more stressed I become, and thus… the worse the whole situation,

You see the picture?

Just yesterday,

I guess, I came across something like…

Being parents, sometimes, we gotta learn how to be HYPOCRITE!

Yes, hypocrite we'll be…

Somehow I got the message,

Ie. in a sense, I can at least try not to be too "stormy", when bad time comes…

Another thing I lack of, the key thing in parenting, and the key thing that I lack of, ie. patience…

But then, the following kinda help…

I remind myself, to always talk to her, at her height, either I bend down, or squat down…

By doing that,  you've already lost 1/3 of the fume, I suppose…

And by doing that, they tend to listen to you more…

Second, which I read about it before, and being reminded by another mom online, just yesterday,

Ie. whisper,

Yes, if you REMEMBER TO WHISPER, there go all the fumes…

Even though you wanna scold but then, by whispering, I suppose, it cut the damage by 30% if not 50%...

I tried that, when I was with baby in her tweedlewink class…

Whenever I gotta remind her to pay attention in the class, and to participate more in the class…

Ya, I whisper to her, she listened to me more…

I have to admit,

I failed in many aspects as a mother…

I'm still learning,

If there's a degree, probably I'm barely there, just a general degree, no 1st class, no 2nd class either…

Gotta improve more,

Gotta read more,

Gotta be humble, and ask more...

being "kiap'ed"! ^_^

Ya… as my tweet, sandwiched!

See…

The story goes…

This morning, he got up first, he's always the first one to get up, in the morning, his biological clock's pretty strong in that sense…

So, he played played played, scratched me, scratched bed, scratched bedrail netting, scratched pillow, scratched bolster and whatever…

Till baby and I got up…

After baby got up, I gotta do the first thing first, for her,

Ie. make milk…

So, I went up, I told baby#2, that, "mama's going out to make milk for jiejie, you guaiguai ah!" ("jiejie" - big sis in chinese, "guaiguai" - behave in chinese)

When I left the room,

He's still happily "talking" in bed… (but well, I can't remember if he's sitting down, or if he's lying down, can't remember what position I left him in, but he was at the 1/3 side of the bed, ie. close to the middle, but not that close!)

Anyway,

I heard him happily talking, cutely, "da da da da da da da!", yes, his "dada" song's damn cute! Damn cute, I mind you!

Then, while I was stirring up the milk,

His "dadada" became "wa~", "ah~", "ha~"…

Baby asked me, "what's wrong with gabu?"

"I don't know, as usual, he's complaining, maybe!?"

Slumberly… I passed baby her milk, and went into the room,

Upon entering our bedroom, I set my eyes on our bed,

Ooi? Where's he? Where's my son? My cute baby?

I could hear his cry! Gosh!! Don't tell me he's on the floor now!!!!!!!!

I went to the side of the bed, ya, he was on the "inside" of the bed, rather than near the bedroom's entrance…

Poor thing~~~~~~~~~~

First time I saw in my life,

A baby sandwiched between the bedrail and the mattress…

Our bedrail's the cheapo type, ie. soft netting, ie. he's not that badly hurt, but he's just being sandwiched, and caught in between, facing the mattress…

No wonder he cried soooooooooooooo pitifully!!!

But since this is the first time I saw such a scene, a cute  baby "kiap'ed" like this, still crying… I was a little bit amused! (damn! Should have taken a video, but then, THAT'd be too cruel for me! Kakaka~)

Without hesitation, thought I was on the quite "relaxing" side…

I laughed a little bit, knowing that he's not badly hurt, maybe he's just shocked!

Then, I picked him up and out, un-sandwiched him!!!

Still crying, sooooooooooo pitifully…

Usually, when he cries, tears will come flying out of his eyes, trapped on the cheek, cuteness#1,

He'll then continue to cry and cry, like sooooooooo pitiful, and his face suddenly like turned smaller, cuteness#2,

Then, he'll close his eyes, continue to cry and cry and cry!!! Cuteness#3…

Anyway!!

Lucky for the bedrail, THAT serves its purpose…

My baby#2 didn't fall out of the bed, our bed's quite high…

But maybe a boy IS a boy,

While with baby, (baby#1) she did not have such problem,

She's like those very good "robot", I just put a pillow, a normal pillow, sometimes, I stacked 2 of them maybe, but just a pillow will do,

Even when she's asleep,

Or when she's awake,

At this age, ie. 8 months old,

She wouldn't try to crosss the border…

While, with my son, I know… I've tried putting a pillow next to him, to stop him from flipping while he's asleep… (somehow, during those growth spurt period, seemed like both my babies' bodies were out of their control, when they gotta flip, they'd flip!) but somehow… he'd squeeze his way, and still, just flip!

See!!! Luckily, we've got the bedrail!

But, it's quite an event… ^_^

stinging nettle stings?

Breastfeeding symbol (Photo credit: Topinambour)

Ok… all breastfeeding moms know that, during "those" days…

The breastmilk supply will drop…

And therefore, I was desperately trying to increase the breastmilk supply over the weekend…

And that, I'd a botttle of stinging nettle, which I got from the local drug store,

Which, they ran out of fenugreek, and they told me, this, will do the same trick too…

I used it when I was still breastfeeding baby,

And now, I gotta use it, for gabriel…

For some reason, I wanted to get away with the rubber/plastic capsule,

So, I opened up the capsule and put it into my herbal tea…

For the past 3 nights…

And THAT…

Well… well…

Of course, as of now, I still can't confirm,

Till my next "test", but then…

Those nights (later, I recalled, I kept thinking thinking thinking of any changes lately, or any food that I've taken) that I've been taking stinging nettle,

Gabriel wasn't sleeping soundly,

He cried, cried hard, cried loud!

I blamed it on the teething… (again, maybe it's because of teething…) and it was bad,

See! if it's teething…

He didn't even allow me to massage his gum,

He didn't let me pat him, or console him,

He was irritable, and he would push my hand away, whenever I was trying to touch him…

He was so tired, and yet, he couldn't fall asleep…

During the days, we could see his dark eye rings, or red-eyes…

I was very bothered because of that,

And that, I thought about the supplement I was taking…

On the other hand,

My milk supply seemed to get back to normal, and that's why, as of last night, I stopped the supplement,

Surprisingly,

He slept soundly…

Again, as of now, today, second day without stinging nettle,

He's sleeping soundly again now,

So, teething?

Stinging nettle?

Hm…

See… I was trying to "research" regarding this, online!

And I couldn't find any clue,

All breastfeeding related sites mentioned, THIS is something to help boost the breastmilk supply,

But then, I came across something that's a little bit bothering me,

Ie. from webmd, it did mention, THIS, shouldn't be taken, if you're pregnant, or if you're breastfeeding…

Huh???

Now what?

sleeping soundly now… ╮(╯▽╰)╭

Ya… 3 nights! I tell you, 3 nights in a row…

Please see here, oops, it's in chinese!

Anyway, last night was 3rd night,

Tonight?? Unknown… tomorrow I'll tell you ya!!! ^_~

Read this!

From BabyCenter,

What teething symptoms will my baby experience?

Experts disagree about whether teething actually causes symptoms — like fussiness, diarrhea, and fever — or whether these common symptoms are not related to teething at all and just coincidentally appear at the same time as emerging teeth. Regardless, many parents maintain that their teething babies do experience discomfort (though some babies get through the process with no problems at all). The symptoms most likely to trouble a teether include:

• Drooling (which can lead to a facial rash)
• Gum swelling and sensitivity
• Irritability or fussiness
• Biting behavior
• Refusing food
• Sleep problems

All symptoms, I see them on gabriel!

Gosh!

Ok, except one, ie. "Gum swelling and sensitivity",

I can't check, and yes, we didn't take him to pediatrician…

Cos, in the end, what we're going to get, maybe it's just some ointment,

He looks fine and act fine in the day, in fact, he's a good boy!

Praise to Lord, that He's given me a sweet girl and a sweet/good boy!

But for the past 3 nights,

We suspect it's because he's feeling irritated due to his erupting teeth! *ooh! Better let me see 1 tooth, at least, coming out, at the end of the day man!

I hope this won't last forever man!

Night time,

Whenever he's awake, or even slightly awake,

He'e crying,

Whatever I do, except carrying him,

Will not ease him, or comfort him,

I sang,

I patted him,

He pushed my hand away,

I thought, maybe he needed some massage on his gum,

So, I massaged, but if only comforted him for a short while,

Then, he started crying again,

Poor thing!

Most of the time, I've no choice, but to stay beside him, and let him cry till he's tired, and doze off..

HOWEVER! My boy's another stubborn kid (yes, as well as my girl), inheritted from the cow-cow me, I guess!

His cry pattern is… cried loudly, slowly diminished, when I thought he's going to fall asleep, he kinda "wakes up" and starts to cry again…

I guess, I can give him some ointment on his gum, to num the feeling, (if it's teething, and yes, all symptoms above, except the swelling part, I can't confirm)

But then again, they're all chemical…

I don't want my babies to grow up in a drug environment!

So, I guess, it's just some pain that he's to go through…

Poor baby!

As of now, at least, he's sleeping soundly for 2 hours…

God! Please grant him peaceful sleep at night!

wa! My son, I don't know if it's growth spurt, or teething… it's a damn wakeful night for him man!!!!!!!!! ~_~

she throws rubbish...

See… it started like this,

I saw some "learn, paste & fun" felt pieces, NEXT TO MY DVD PLAYERS, 2 pieces, squeezed in that little corner… in the TV cabinet…

Hm… I was like…

So, I asked baby, why these pieces ended up there?

She couldn't answer,

I asked, where's the rest?

She couldn't answer too…

I asked her to sit down there, and think properly where the rest are,

It's a set, of the story of red riding hood, felt pieces, sticking on the felt board,

Some characters, some furnitures, some trees, etc.

So, I asked, where? Where? Where?

She couldn't tell me…

I asked her to sit down and think, she told me, she wanted to stand up and walk around and think, I said, fine, but think, and tell me where the rest are…

Yes, I've such anxiety, I hate misplacing items,

Just thinking of the fact that, there're small tiny pieces of things lying around in some unknown corners of this house, I feel anxious…

On top of that,

She also misplaced some pieces of the magnet I just got her the other day,

I asked, where? Where? Where?

After a while, she found the magnet,

So, I was a little bit relieved…

I started nagging her again and again,

Where are the rest of the felt pieces?

She COULDN'T TELL ME,

She said, "I don't know!",

Then, she said, "I know, they're gone!"

Then, she looked underneath the sofa, said, "it's there!",

I asked, where? You saw it?

She said yes, I asked, where, tell mama…

She said, it's too small that she can't tell,

So, I asked her again, "since it's so small, how can you tell me that, it's there!"

She kept quiet,

Then, she told me, she didn't like those felt pieces…

*ting*!

I asked, "did you throw those away?"

"did you put them in the rubbish bin?"

She shook her head!

Fine!

After a while, I asked again…

"did you put them in the rubbish bin!??"

She said, "no!"

Fine…

I trusted her…

However, anxiety struck,

So, I started tidying up her toys a little bit,

Shuffled the containers, and spots, a little bit…

Wishing that, I couldn't find those felt pieces,

The last time I saw, she put them at the bottom of the paper bag…

I kept looking into the paper bag, the paper bag was empty…

Fine!!!

So, I texted him, and asked if he knows anything about it,

Nope, no idea…

Arrgh!! I can't live with this…

Anyway, in the evening, I went on to do some rewiring in the house, as one of the extension was not functioning anymore,

And also, we've changed to fibreoptic connection in our household, the wires, the switches, are in different spots now,

I went on to rearrange a little bit…

Last try!

I went to the rubbish bin and look!

Damn!

There, I saw the whole pile of them!

He asked me why I bothered looking for them, just small items…

I told him to just let me go after those small tiny useless felt pieces,

It's just me, I just gotta find them,

And I told him,

I also wanted to see, how "creative" baby is…

Ya, at first, she told me, she hide them,

That's why I kept asking her to think think think, think of the hiding spot,

Then, suddenly, she blurted out that, she dislike those pieces…

And lastly, I found them in the rubbish bin,

Yes!

That's her masterpiece so far…

I didn't know when she threw them away,

Luckily the part-timer hasn't come and got rid or the trash…

I retrieved all of them, gave them a rinse,

It's a waste paper bin anyway, can't be too dirty…

Funnily, this time around, I was not angry…

Cos, somehow…

I thought, she did something, quite different…

My baby!!

(shake head!)