We welcomed Ethan into our family exactly 2 weeks ago 
Here’s a shot of him, with a “gas-smile”.
And here’s one with elder brother Ryan.
Will try to come back in here more often to keep the blog alive. It’s a wonder I still remember my log in ID and password! 
Yes, I’ve been under house-arrest for the last 1.5 months. I think my release date should be coming soon…
Why am I under house-arrest? Err…let’s just say my body reacts very violently towards hCG, also known as pregnancy hormones. It keeps me extremely busy holding back my hair to throw up, and it keeps me dazed through dizzy spells. All day long! I refuse to call it morning sickness because it doesn’t just happen in the morning.
Anyway, it’s now week 16 of pregnancy which means I’m into my second trimester. By now the most disturbing discomforts have mostly left me alone, for which I’m so thankful. I never want to think of those past few weeks again!
Today is a good day and that’s why I’m taking advantage of it to stay as long as I can on the computer, and to quickly put in a guilty post as it’s been 2 months since I keep vowing to keep this blog alive!
I look forward to many things that I’ve missed during this period…including work (hard to believe!). You never know what you will miss until they are taken away from you. It’s true.
We’ve been keeping Ryan informed about expecting a baby in time to come. At first I really wasn’t sure if he gets it, to me it felt like he thought it’s a cool game to have a baby in the tummy. One of his first questions about the baby is whether the baby in my tummy has its own baby in his/her tummy. What a strange question, I thought. But children do think very differently.
Whilst he seems very excited about the fact that he’s going to be a big brother, I still wonder if he really knows what it means. To him, being a big brother is equivalent to being a leader, which I no doubt know that he likes. We’ll need to educate him that it’s more than just being a leader.
The other day the daddy told him that he’s off to badminton. Then Ryan said he will stay home to protect the 3 ladies. Asked who the three ladies are, he said mummy, grandma and baby sister. Sweet, isn’t it?
But the same night when I was putting him to bed, he suddenly asked me if I will love him more than the baby. I didn’t expect this kind of questions to come from him at this very stage, when I thought he still hasn’t quite comprehended the whole thing. But it looks like he may understand more than I give him credit for.
Then this morning while I was lazing in bed with him, he asked me “Mummy, where’s your baby?” And I replied “Right here (touching him), you’re my baby”. Then he said “No, my sister”. Quite cute of him I must say.
I look forward to more talks about the baby as I think it is a good idea to get him as involved as possible in the whole pregnancy and subsequently when the two siblings meet. I’m sure along the way I’m gonna have lots to learn, not just for Ryan!
It’s been some 5 months ago since the last time I attempted to post something in here. In the time that passed us by so quickly, I’ve had lots of beautiful moments of motherhood and I must say it’s not easy to have it all in memory, especially when the memory isn’t quite sharp!
Months and years have gone by, and my lovely little boy is still a little boy to me despite him turning 4 next month. I still call him a baby and he still answers to it. He is a little mature fellow for his age, but with me sometimes he does act a little more child-like and come snuggle up like a baby looking for comfort.
He’s having a good time in school and has made some good friends. Just a few weeks ago we proudly went for Mum’s & Dad’s Day in school where the children performed songs and dances for parents. I’m so proud of the children, for having the kind of courage to stand up in front of a bunch of adults and get their act together. I would’ve panicked and probably forgotten some words and steps here and there, but these children did fantastically well.
Here’s a photo of Ryan with his class teacher. We took this photo after the performance that day and he was one happy boy.
He loves posing for pictures and a couple of months ago he also started to use our phones to snap pictures. So recently we got him his very own camera, one of those Disney ones so that he can have ownership of his photography. We’re looking forward to taking him on a promised trip to the bird park, and I’m sure he’ll have a great time at the park as well as taking pictures. More trips are planned in the coming months, because he simply loves being outdoor and has asked me endless times to bring him for a nature walk. So I suppose that camera will come in well used for all the moments to come.
There will be new moments for him and all of us soon enough. I’ve learned to be a mummy to one in the last 4 years. Now I’ll have a new learning curve to be a mummy of two. It sure is a different ball game altogether, handling the emotions of two little ones gently and fairly.
Nevertheless, I’m sure the future moments are still more memorable and treasured ones to come.
Let’s hope I can keep up with more frequent postings in here…
Putting Ryan to bed has very handsome rewards these days. When he was much younger, it was something quite difficult to do, especially when he had taken a long nap in the afternoon. He would take so long to fall asleep that we end up being fast asleep way before him.
These days it has gotten a little easier, he does fall asleep faster. But there are some exceptional days when we still doze off before him.
The fun with it these days is that he communicates a lot more than before. Oh, did I ever write about how chatty a boy he is? He’s always been and now he’s a real chatter box with us. Can’t get him to stop, not even when he’s on the toilet!
When the lights are out and we’re lying in bed, he tends to asks questions. You just never know what comes out from him. Life is like a box of chocolate, isn’t it? Sometimes he would also tell us things which he’s stored in his little head for some time before remembering to tell us about it. Something about school and what his teacher said or what some of his classmates did.
Two nights ago while we laid in bed, he rolled over to his sides and seemed to be thinking with his eyes slightly turned upwards. After a few seconds, he asked me “Mummy, what is your dream?”
I was utterly surprised by his question. I don’t know if he was asking what I dreamt about while I slept or it was literally what it meant – what is my life’s dream. I chose to answer the question according to the latter interpretation. He listened and when I finished, he responded “Oh”.
Soon after I heard his soft yawn. And then he was away in his own dreamland for the night.
As you may have rightly guessed, I do love bedtime talks with Ryan. Which parent doesn’t? What are your stories like?
