Haven't blogged in a long time...

December came and went very quickly. All that online shopping for Christmas presents, and all that unwrapping of Christmas presents (for Huey) - too much hard work! Hehe.

David was off work for the second half of December, so we got to spend a LOT of family time together, which was so nice. I never realised how isolated I felt when I was at home on my own with Huey normally. I do go out nearly everyday for baby groups, but it is not quite the same to be able to spend some quality time as a family.

Oh, I managed to give Huey ANOTHER nasty cold. We both had high fever for three days! We were up north in York to see David's friend and his new baby but we didn't leave the hotel room the whole day, and only dropped off the presents we got for the baby and came straight back home the next day. Poor David drove for 4 hours each way for nothing...

Huey lost some weight due to the fever and it took us more than a week to get the breastfeeding back on track. Urgh... I really don't like breastfeeding, but I feel that it is my responsibility as a mother to provide what is best for Huey and breastfeeding apparently is IT. I know I shouldn't and needn't feel this way but I do. It still hurts by the way. Sigh...

Huey is now outgrowing his 0-3 months clothes. He is on the small side, weighing only 5.6kg at 14+ weeks. So we did get our money's worth from the clothes we got for him! We (ok, I) got a bit carried away at NEXT sale and bought a whole new 3-6 months wardrobe for Huey, forgetting that we already had loads in the cupboard - bought before he was born and gifts from friends. Now he's got too many. But I wonder if GAP is doing good deals?

It's a little late now, but hope everyone had a lovely Christmas/Holiday. Happy 2009!!!

Hugh has been ill for more than a quarter of his life now. It was an annoying cold that just wouldn't go away. And two days ago, we caught a new strain. Huey has now got a sore throat and that is affecting his feeding. His tummy is dodgy as well - he pooed six times yesterday! Luckily he hasn't got a temperature... yet. He is going for his first set of vaccinations later today - think it might make him feel even worse. Oh dear...

More photos taken with my phone. I really should use a proper camera more so I can take decent photographs that can be printed, instead of these rubbish ones.

My little bear...

Looking contented after a feed...


Looking duh...

Huey getting amused by silly noises Mummy's making...
(you might like to turn on the sound... and again, I can't rotate the video, sorry)

Hugh is a skinny boy. He's been putting on weight steadily, but he is just not the fleshy type.

We've been going to parent-baby groups with George and his mum. George was born on the same day as Hugh - their birth weights were similar (Hugh was chunky when he was born, believe it or not!), but now, George weighs a whole kilogramme more than Hugh! I am so jealous...

Ok, you are going to say to me that every baby is different and I shouldn't compare. Yes, maybe I should learn to be more chilled. He is skinny, but of course I still love him, not a microgramme less... :)



The lady in the middle is Mia, born a day before George and Hugh. She is mega chubby...

Huey has discovered his hands... he's been keeping himself entertained by stuffing his fist/fingers in his mouth.

We gave him the pacifier, under the advice of the midwife, when he was permanently attached to my boobs at 1 week. It didn't take him long to learn that he was not getting any milk from the pacifier no matter how hard he worked at it. Hence he decided not to waste his time on it anymore. Now that he is sucking his own fist/fingers, I wonder if I should try giving him the pacifier again??

(sorry, not sure how to rotate the video! ;p)

I always knew parenthood is hard, and I thought we were pretty well prepared with all the antenatal classes we attended... but I have to say, it is all much harder than I ever imagined it to be.

Looking back, think pregnancy was the easiest bit (try telling me this when I was feeling nauseas in my first trimester or feeling like a beached whale in the third, and I would not hesitate to punch you in the face). Labour was hard but we knew there was an end in sight. Recovering from labour was and still is extremely difficult for me... I am such a wuss with pain. Breastfeeding is much harder than I thought it was going to be (and so not natural for me)...

And all that stress! Is Huey getting sufficient milk (why he is so skinny)? Why was he not sleeping in his bed (for more than 2 weeks, we had to hold him 24/7 as he would start screaming when we attempt to put him down on his bed; I was sleeping sitting up with him in my arms for all that time - I'm glad we managed to rectify this, for now)?

I guess I will never stop worrying for him - that is motherhood isn't it?

A couple of photos of Hugh Kai Chen Minney...

and Ashlee...

I don't know what is wrong with Facebook. I can't upload photos, add new friends or reply emails. It is getting on my nerves.

When we were getting married, we started paying attention to whether random strangers on the underground or streets were wearing engagement/wedding rings. The fact that whether they did or not had absolutely no significance to or bearing on us, but it was just a nosey habit we picked up.

Now that we are expecting, we realise we are quick at skimming for the make of pushchairs that we randomly pass by on the streets. And all of a sudden, we are seeing so many pregnant women everywhere.

Funny how one's vision of the world around her changes as her life enters different phases...