well, at this point he is already 10mths + 3wks old. i usually take a picture of him on the actual day he turns a new month but as he was in sabah then, i couldnt & my parents aren’t very camera savvy or into all this picture taking etc & i doubt they’ll see the importance of it (to me). but my son is back home with us now. i took 2 days leave from work to spend some time with him & i am happy to report that he has been very attached to me in that 2 days. oh what a balm to my heart :-). he came back looking cheekier than ever. he’s wriggly-er than ever too.
apparently, he took his first step about a couple of days before flying back here. he was cruising while holding onto some furniture as babies do at this point and didn’t realize that he took a step forward without holding onto something. he got a shock of his life and sat back down hahaha. so farnee the description. i missed that & felt a bit sad that we didnt get to see him learning and discovering new things in the 3 weeks that he was away. sobs. as consolation, i tell myself that i’ve actually seen him do it in his playpen. letting go and taking a step to the other side. and the look on his face then. so happy like that. he doesn’t quite like being in his playpen anymore. it also doesn’t help that the playpen i got for our apartment is smaller than the one in my mil’s & the one in sabah (well, it is an apartment & i got it just to contain him). so, these days i let him crawl about on the bare floor. thank the lucky stars for vacuum cleaners haha. i’ve always been one to sweep instead of to vacuum but now it is the more convenient option. i have to see to baby-proofing the place though.
err… i guess he’s also said his first word(s) which is “mama”, “dada”, “mummy” & “daddy”. i cant exactly pin-point when this all started because, honestly, i cant tell whether he says these things knowing that they refer to mother & father or if they’re just sounds that he makes. however, i was sick sometime last month with excruciating tummy pains & couldn’t handle him for one weekend. & he himself was also sick then. so the husband & my mil had to bathe, feed, medicate & rock him to sleep. expectedly, a sick baby would be cranky & clingy to his mother & that whole day he was crying & crying & calling out “mamaaaa” and when my mil was feeding him his meds he actually said “mummmmmyyy” while crying. no joke ok. & it wasn’t just in my drug-induced mind either. the husband & the mil heard it too.
etha*ns also started screaming just for the fun of it. sometimes he screams because we encourage it by laughing. well, it is cute. & literature says that this is all part of him vocalizing. so i don’t think i’ll be putting a cork in it anytime soon for fear of spoiling him. he gets up really early in the morning to play (which is unlike him but i’m told that babies change habits all the time). he shouts & babbles & wriggles from me to the husband & back. he’ll give his father a slap or two to wake him up, pulls my hair as if it’s the most entertaining thing to do. he’ll go around the bed looking for things to play with (my glasses, handphone, book, hairband, a/c remote). it was amusing while i was on leave but now that i’m back at work, i’m feeling the pain haha. the husband has the worst of it & wakes up feeling so lethargic. honestly i don’t know why considering he sleeps while i entertain etha*n in the wee hours of the morning. tsk tsk… men!!
food-wise, i’ve stopped mashing his porridge into a fine paste but instead let him eat it as it is (of course, the porridge is cooked till the rice is no longer grainy & the vegetables are soft). my mom thinks its too early & that i should wait till he’s 1year old before i stop mashing his food. however, my justification is this: he snacks on adult food like rice, cream crackers, bread, wafers. & he happily chews on them even if he doesn’t have any molars yet. so why should we regress to fine-textured foods instead of progressing forward? anyways, i’ve even bought him some heinz baby pasta with the accompanying pumpkin & basil cream sauce to try. but i think my mom is not very keen on it so i’ll give it a go during the weekend when i’m at home.
bath-time-wise, etha*n takes showers now instead of baths. i still let him sit in his tub but i leave the tub-hole unplugged & shower him cos this way i’ll be sure he’s not peeing in his bathwater haha. but he does so enjoy being immersed in water so i suppose i’ll let him have his way occasionally. but my oh my, changing him out of and into his diaper & clothes is a real challenge. my wriggler of a son just cannot keep still. in kadazan, we call this “ouk miton” meaning cannot (ouk) be still (miton) or often times we say “cacing kepanasan”.
etha*ns favorite show is jengjengjeng... american idol & his favorite channel is channel 705 hitz.tv which is switched on every morning for him in sabah. it was amusing but now i’m trying to keep that to a minimum & putting on some child-friendly dvds. i’m so not good at doing whats best for him like reading, child-friendly shows, developmental toys. but then again, he doesn’t care about his toys; instead he prefers every day things like remote controls, phones, his milk bottle cap, his feeding bowl. oh yeah, his father’s glasses & my hair.
ok thats long enough an entry. i’ll load some new pictures in the next entry.
apparently, he took his first step about a couple of days before flying back here. he was cruising while holding onto some furniture as babies do at this point and didn’t realize that he took a step forward without holding onto something. he got a shock of his life and sat back down hahaha. so farnee the description. i missed that & felt a bit sad that we didnt get to see him learning and discovering new things in the 3 weeks that he was away. sobs. as consolation, i tell myself that i’ve actually seen him do it in his playpen. letting go and taking a step to the other side. and the look on his face then. so happy like that. he doesn’t quite like being in his playpen anymore. it also doesn’t help that the playpen i got for our apartment is smaller than the one in my mil’s & the one in sabah (well, it is an apartment & i got it just to contain him). so, these days i let him crawl about on the bare floor. thank the lucky stars for vacuum cleaners haha. i’ve always been one to sweep instead of to vacuum but now it is the more convenient option. i have to see to baby-proofing the place though.
err… i guess he’s also said his first word(s) which is “mama”, “dada”, “mummy” & “daddy”. i cant exactly pin-point when this all started because, honestly, i cant tell whether he says these things knowing that they refer to mother & father or if they’re just sounds that he makes. however, i was sick sometime last month with excruciating tummy pains & couldn’t handle him for one weekend. & he himself was also sick then. so the husband & my mil had to bathe, feed, medicate & rock him to sleep. expectedly, a sick baby would be cranky & clingy to his mother & that whole day he was crying & crying & calling out “mamaaaa” and when my mil was feeding him his meds he actually said “mummmmmyyy” while crying. no joke ok. & it wasn’t just in my drug-induced mind either. the husband & the mil heard it too.
etha*ns also started screaming just for the fun of it. sometimes he screams because we encourage it by laughing. well, it is cute. & literature says that this is all part of him vocalizing. so i don’t think i’ll be putting a cork in it anytime soon for fear of spoiling him. he gets up really early in the morning to play (which is unlike him but i’m told that babies change habits all the time). he shouts & babbles & wriggles from me to the husband & back. he’ll give his father a slap or two to wake him up, pulls my hair as if it’s the most entertaining thing to do. he’ll go around the bed looking for things to play with (my glasses, handphone, book, hairband, a/c remote). it was amusing while i was on leave but now that i’m back at work, i’m feeling the pain haha. the husband has the worst of it & wakes up feeling so lethargic. honestly i don’t know why considering he sleeps while i entertain etha*n in the wee hours of the morning. tsk tsk… men!!
food-wise, i’ve stopped mashing his porridge into a fine paste but instead let him eat it as it is (of course, the porridge is cooked till the rice is no longer grainy & the vegetables are soft). my mom thinks its too early & that i should wait till he’s 1year old before i stop mashing his food. however, my justification is this: he snacks on adult food like rice, cream crackers, bread, wafers. & he happily chews on them even if he doesn’t have any molars yet. so why should we regress to fine-textured foods instead of progressing forward? anyways, i’ve even bought him some heinz baby pasta with the accompanying pumpkin & basil cream sauce to try. but i think my mom is not very keen on it so i’ll give it a go during the weekend when i’m at home.
bath-time-wise, etha*n takes showers now instead of baths. i still let him sit in his tub but i leave the tub-hole unplugged & shower him cos this way i’ll be sure he’s not peeing in his bathwater haha. but he does so enjoy being immersed in water so i suppose i’ll let him have his way occasionally. but my oh my, changing him out of and into his diaper & clothes is a real challenge. my wriggler of a son just cannot keep still. in kadazan, we call this “ouk miton” meaning cannot (ouk) be still (miton) or often times we say “cacing kepanasan”.
etha*ns favorite show is jengjengjeng... american idol & his favorite channel is channel 705 hitz.tv which is switched on every morning for him in sabah. it was amusing but now i’m trying to keep that to a minimum & putting on some child-friendly dvds. i’m so not good at doing whats best for him like reading, child-friendly shows, developmental toys. but then again, he doesn’t care about his toys; instead he prefers every day things like remote controls, phones, his milk bottle cap, his feeding bowl. oh yeah, his father’s glasses & my hair.
ok thats long enough an entry. i’ll load some new pictures in the next entry.
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