Saturday, 28 April 2012

When Do You Get The Feeling?

What feeling am I talking about?  The feeling of motherhood.  I'm not sure about other first time moms but even with the responsibilities of motherhood I sometimes still feel like a glorified babysitter *grin*.  Sure i'm not able to do some of the things I did in the past and have to get up for cleanings and feedings at nights but still wasn't feeling that feeling. Untiiilll.......last weekend.

Last weekend was a time of awakening.  That dreaded Saturday when lil' man fell off the bed *sigh* and then came Sunday.  After a somewhat rainy day with dad, we were back home. I had bathed and put on LJ's bedtime clothes and had him in my lap trying to decide if I should go get a shower or feed him.  The final decision was to feed him before I showered (great decision).  As I put the bottle to his lips and he took one sip, he gagged *hhmmmmn*.  I thought maybe he's just gonna puke a lil' (he's never puked before, so not sure what to expect) and so I lifted his bib in front of his mouth.  Imagine my rude awakening when not a little puke but projectile vomiting came out.  Needless to say the bib was of no use.  He was covered from neck to toe in vomit, I was covered from thigh down (thank God I had on shorts), the chair got it, the bed got it and a large area of the floor was covered.  Waaaaay GROSS!!! I tend to be a bit on the squeamish side.

So here I am peeling vomit filled clothes off my son, washing him in the sink, brushing out the mattress and the chair, wiping and re-wiping the floor and washing my slippers in the shower while I wash myself from head to toe *sigh*.  Somewhere in the middle of washing out a nasty wash rag to re-wipe the floor a thought came to me, OMG I do feel like a mom.  These are the things my mom would've done for us and I now have to do (because he's my baby and there is no-one else to do it).  No longer do I feel like just a sitter with extra work (no one could pay me to do this!) 

While I may not always feel the feeling, I am blissfully aware that I AM A Mom and I do look forward to each and everyday I get to spend with this lovely human who has only enriched my life.  Talk to you in my next post :)

Monday, 23 April 2012


:'( :'( :'( a distressed mom I am :'( you may be thinking what could have me in such a quandry? Alas, my worst fear (so far) have been realised.  My lil' pumkin fell off the bed :'(  This happened Saturday and I was waaaay too distressed to blog about it then.  My tummy still aches to think about it now.

Ok, so the more experienced mothers out there may say "it comes with the territory" but OMG! I cannot think anything more frightening than hearing that thud, then the wailing and finally seeing my baby the tile on his back crying as never before :'( tears come to my eyes. (Gimme a sec....I had to give him a quick peck even though he's sleeping). 

Usually I place him in his crib because he can be very frisky, but if i'm making a quick spin out the room (a very short distance) I can give him something to keep his attention and barricade him with pillows.  It didn't work this time *sad face*.  He moved the pillows and rolled from the corner right off the bed in the few seconds it took me to go in the bathroom to get something.

After all my checks, he seems to be fine.  Still trying to stand, dancing up a storm and jabbering away.  I do wish I could bubble-wrap him or place sponge on the ground in case he falls *sigh*.  Sadly I'm aware this is not possible nor practical and he will have more falls in the future.  However, for now it's off to the protective custody of his jail, I mean his crib *grin*.

Til' we blog again, his warden/mommy signing off for the night.

Thursday, 19 April 2012


Driving can be many things including exciting, dangerous or fun, but with a newborn/young baby it is downright nerve-wracking!  For those who know me it is no secret that I am prone to a bit of road-rage (especially when faced with drivers I find incompetent) and I also have a wee bit of 'heavy feet'. 

Early in my pregnancy I got rear-ended by driver that was gazing, it was a very scary experience.  Now that lil' man is here I am not only scared about idiots on the road but of a multitude of things.  Am I going too fast, is that driver behind me too close, is he ok on his car seat (rear-facing)etc. So, of course I got a mirror so I can see him thru' my rear-view mirror and have 'Baby on Board' signs both back and front and I watch my speed.  Yet I still worry.  Even with him being 7-months I haven't travelled far distances with him alone (daddy, grandma or auntie usually in tow).

Another thought now with baby on board is my choice of music.  I never really gave conscious thought as to what I was listening and singing along to until now.  I ponder, is the music too loud for him, is the language pg-rated and what of the content?  So many other non-driving things to think about.  Finally, I try not to cuss out other drivers and keep my temper in check.

In conclusion, while driving with such precious cargo on board in hell on the nerves, I have become a better driver and better person for him :) so, until my next post, drive good!

Thursday, 12 April 2012

Guilt/Jealousy :(

Okay, I know i'm not alone on this one.  I'm sure most newbie moms go thru' the same thing.  What am I talking about?  The ugly green-eyed monster, Jealousy!  While I would love to be a stay-at-home mom, like so many others, I cannot afford to.  So in comes the nanny *sigh*. 

Glad you are to have someone caring for your child, guilty you are because you are unable to do it yourself, jealous you become when they form that special bond :s.  So what do we do?  From the beginning of time, mothers have had to receive help caring for our young, no need to be guilty.  Talk to other parents in similar situations and realize, you're not alone, you're not the first and you won't be the last.  Also, note that without working you would be unable to properly care/provide for your child.

Having come to realization that you have to work, next comes choosing a care-giver (a nerve-wracking process).  Do you choose nursery/nanny?  For me, the nanny was the better of the two evils.  So here she is and she doing a great job (heard sooo many horror stories) and on the one hand I feel fortunate to find someone who cares so much for my honey.  On the other hand, I feel jealous that she gets to spend her days with MY baby :'( .  She gets to hear first words, see first stages of crawling/walking, talking and all the things I wanna obsess about :(.  When she comes in the mornings, he reaches for her happily and smiles, yet I was the one spending sleepless nights *not amused*.  So I grudgingly hand him over and watch him forelornly beam with happiness as I get ready to spend the morning in traffic, headed to a job where I spend hours waiting to get home to be on the receiving end of those smiles *sigh*

My inner-child wishes to lie in a ball and throw a tantrum (maybe there is something to being a baby afterall), yet my rational adult mind knows that good help is hard to find and I should thank my lucky stars.  All in all I have a great nanny who loves my son and takes excellent care of him.  So I make up for my guilt and jealousy by showering him with lots of love and attention and enjoying every moment with him to the fullest.

So until next time, mi gone love up mi honey bunch :) Walk good!

Sunday, 8 April 2012

1st Visit to the Zoo

Aaaaaah :) yesterday was a our first visit to the zoo.  Suffice to say lil' man was underwhelmed. I must say that for anyone considering taking a young baby on such an outing, it is not recommended to do too many activities before.  LJ had a photo-session and a mini play date before the zoo and by he got there, was all tuckered out. 

To be truthful I really didn't expect much of a reaction from LJ (he's only 6mths for crying out loud).  Except for the ostriches (I think the huge flapping wings caught his attention) I can't say my honey bun cared one bit.  Also, just like his mom he's not a fan of the sun and started to have a melt-down, so I ended up either lifting him and my mom pushing an empty stroller or vice versa.  The major event of the visit was me running down the stroller (4got to apply the brakes) in my cute dress and slippers (a funniest home video moment)*still grinning* it was hiiillllarious. 

While the trip was enjoyed by the adults much more than my honey bun, I do not regret it as I felt it necessary to introduce him to animals early so he may not be afraid of them in the future.  Can I tell you, while there I saw a mom dragging her son (about 2 or 3 yrs of age) kicking and screaming to look at the animals :( the child was petrified.  I cannot be sure of LJ's future reaction but I have pics to show him of his first visit - tear free with some smiles.

Enjoy the rest of the Easter holidays as I head for bed (mommy is still tuckered out from the sun and walking)

PS:  I won't be taking him back until he can walk ;) and recognise some animals :D

Wednesday, 4 April 2012

My Inner Nerd

Okay, normally I consider myself a have it all together girl, you might say a cool chick with all kinds of swag (at least that's what I tell myself).  However, I have found since having my son I have become not so cool.  Case in point - LJ's first toothbrush *grin*.

Yesterday I went to the pharmacy for a mundane purchase - saline drops (great for babies stuffy nose).  While the pharmacist was prepping item, I happened to glance around and saw baby stuff (step 1 - swag walking to the window).  Of course my excitement grabbed by co-workers attention and we began cooing over the cute items.  Then I saw it! a cute toothbrush-like item (made specifically for babies 6-8mths with 2 or more milk teeth) HELLOOOO!!!! my baby! (step 2 - swag climbing unto window) I am behaving like a Gladys in di people dem place *shame-faced*  So I made my purchase (saline drops and toothbrush) and we left, only to meet another co-worker on the way and gladly showed off my purchase *sigh* (seriously! step 3 swag - hanging on windowsill by nails).

Finally, back from lunch and in the office, I proceeded to show interested co-workers my purchase, aaaaaand ping some family and friends the picture of said toothbrush (Geezam-peez! it official - mi swag jump out di window and running full speed dung di road!).

So guess what? I may not be as cool as I think, but you know....I don't care because I am one proud and happy mamma who is happy to be all kinds of nerdy over my baby.  Until my next post, walk good :D

LJ's now infamous 1st Toothbrush

Monday, 2 April 2012

Teething Pain :'(

Ok, I think we all know that once you're a mom sleep deprivation comes with the territory. However, who knew it could reach this extent.

My 6-mth old is in the throes of teething and can I tell you, oh so! not pretty!  My usually calm, sweet and smiling bundle of joy has manifested into a crying, mostly whimpering mess *sigh*.  Now bear in mind that this lil' one has never gotten the hang of sleeping thru' the night even before this.  So picture him waking now every half an hr and even when sleeping he's still whimpering (not cool) my poor baby and me (Pop-down til mi buck).

Nothing seems to please this lil' one, he doesn't like the teething ring and as soon as the pacifier gets to room temperature (it's also kept cool) across the room it goes (he's got quite an arm, wonder if he's gonna play cricket).  The wet rag only makes a mess of things and he absolutely hates the taste of the teething gel (he looked at me as if I were tryna poison him).

As a first-time mom, you know his paed is on speed dial, so as I reached work this morning (waay too tired to even remember how I got there) I called her.  Of course she suggested the methods I have already tried *they don't woooork :'( :'(  *

So as I yawn, I will go to bed hoping that some good Samaritan will know of something that actually works and asking for divine intervention in way of actual sleep *YAWN*
PS:  For all the trouble these little teeth are causing, I will be nagging him none stop to keep them clean ;)

Sunday, 1 April 2012


Hi :)

I have been meaning to start this blog from I found out I was pregnant (my pookiebear is now 6 months old). 

Being a first-time mom I am writing this blog as a means of chronicling this phase of my life. I am so excited about all that awaits us and do not want to forget anything along the way. Better yet, I want something to remind me of the good (sleep-deprived & poop-filled) times during the teen years. My lil' boy brings lots of firsts, he is the first grandchild for both my parents and the first to make my bro and sis an uncle and aunt :) he's pretty special. 

I went through my pregnancy as smooth as could be, no morning sickness (yay me!) gained only 35lbs and just had a wonderful time.  Childbirth (uuugh, not so much) and motherhood (the verdicts still out).  Anyway, here I am several months later with a cutie pie that is going thru' teething and learning to creep *sigh* and all seems well as he's still in one piece and thriving well *whew*.

I am so grateful to have much support from family and friends who have been thru' it before. I've also had 4 very close friends who gave birth before me last yr, which is priceless as they all go thru' most stages before me and can re-collect them *grin* (no dis-respect mom).

Follow me as I keep you posted ;)