This year, we have our Christmas tree up earlier than usual. In the previous years, we would always only put up the tree in December. However, we decided, or rather JT unilaterally decided, to put the tree up early.
And the most excited person is of course………Joshie Josh!
He’s so excited that everytime he walks past the tree, he would go “That’s the Christmas TREEEEEEE!!!”
And the most oblivious, Emily…..Hahahaha….
In between the spectrum lies me and JT….
*photos will follow
I’m itching to give this blog a new look.
This present theme that I am using is not exactly what I have in mind in the first place. I had wanted a brown based theme to match the idea of coffee but I could not, at that time, find one that is brown-based and have a custom header function. Hence I made do with this.
Now I am on the search for a new theme and perhaps even a revamp of the title of this blog…
well, watch this space……..
Thanks to Joshie Josh, who recently became quite interested in singing, we have all become Dickie Bird!! No kidding.
Here’s how it goes:
Two little dickie birds sitting on the wall
One named Horfa (Joshua) and one named Papa
Fly away Horfa, Fly away Papa
Come back Horfa, Come back Papa
Then another one:
Two little dickie birds sitting on the wall
One named Horfa (Joshua) and one named Mama
Fly away Horfa, Fly away Mama
Come back Horfa, Come back Mama
And yet another:
Two little dickie birds sitting on the wall
One named Horfa (Joshua) and one named Mei Mei
Fly away Horfa, Fly away Mei Mei
Come back Horfa, Come back Mei Mei
….Basically the names just get switched around or replaced…not to mention, there were actions too. Unfortunately I do not have a video here.
….And so this is how we become a family of dickie birds………….
Well, after a long wait and some drama, Emily arrived on 13 September 2009, at 2143hrs. She was 50cm long and weighed 3.2 kg, very much to the surprise of our doctor who, just a day ago, estimated that she would, at most weigh 2.8kg.
The pregnancy had many ups and downs. Mostly, I did not have much of an appetite. I also did not have the time and the energy to take better care of myself. Comparatively, I was in better shape when I carried Josh.
Then there was the scare that we had — the small leak — in August.
As if it was not enough, Emily was said to be growing very slowly. A lot of times, during the numerous check-ups, our doctor told us that her growth rate was slow and also she was growing asymmetrically. Yes, sounded really scary. Asymmetrical! She was too skinny, according to the doctor. I tried my best to eat as much as I could and rest as much as I could.
The labour, however, was surprisingly easier. I had, in the beginning, indicated to the doctor that I would not want to be induced as much as possible. And of course a C-section was totally out of the question, unless it was absolutely necessary. We came to a point on Saturday that we had to make a decision to get me induced by the following Tuesday, because of Emily’s slow growth rate. Thankfully, labour started the next day — Sunday. It actually started in the morning while we were at Mass. I held on with the contractions, until that evening. We only headed to the hospital at 7pm that day.
The pain did become more intense as the clock ticked on. I thought to myself, “Oh! So this IS what they call ‘contractions’!” Having gone through the induced birth under epidural the last time, I had absolutely no first-hand experience of what contractions are like. This definitely was a good and enlightening experience.
In order to ease my pain while we waited for the anesthetist to arrive with the ‘wonder drug’, I was given the laughing gas. Do note, those of you going for childbirth, this stuff is USELESS. It did nothing for me, except to make my head spin! Thankfully, I got the epidural administered pretty soon and was feeling very relieved. This time round, I could still feel the contractions, without the intense pain, and of course, both my legs! How wonderful!
By 2115hr, doctor walked in and did a check. He said, “So fast?! You can push now. Get ready.” And he walked out, in order that the nurses could get everything ready and they could guide me to start pushing.
And so the pushing began. Halfway through it, we ‘lost’ Emily’s heartbeat on the CTG. To make matters worse, the doctor felt something that felt like the umbilical cord near her head as she was crowning. There was a short moment of panic….So out came the vacuum. And with one mighty heave, she was out.
I did it in approximately 20 minutes.
I think that is the problem!
I haven’t had a cup for more than a month now!
