Uh.. about the previous post... I was kind of down.. and HY wasnt helping cos he was blur and equally stressed out due to the changes he had to make in his life. I was so stressed because I was the only one doing EVERYTHING. Changing. Feeding. Consoling. Waking up. Etc. HY was just sitting down there looking pretty. What can I say? That attitude calls for a complete meltdown.
Ok so things have been a little better. HY is starting to pull some weight in this baby business. But I wished he'd be a bit more natural in handling babies. I've been so busy and tired lately to even update this blog. As they all say... sleep when baby sleeps. Its been one hectic week since i've arrived back in Singapore. I've already established a routine back in KL. But here... its a whole new routine taking into account the logistics of the room and kitchen and everything.
Enough about me (I'm still fat btw). Baby updates:
For a 1 month plus old baby, she looks... big. like 3 months kind of big. Sometimes I forget she just came out from my womb.
She used to be able to sleep 5 hours during the night. Not anymore. I'm lucky if I get 2 hours now. *(&&^%$#
In KL, she sleeps on the same bed as me. In Singapore, she has her own bed. She refuses to sleep on her own bed. She either a) wants to sleep ON ME; or b) sleep in my bed NEXT to me. Now, I know I should savour this cute experience. But its TOTALLY not cute when she repeatedly cries when she is put on her own bed. I get no sleep.
Seems that she wants to suck all the time. This led to her over feeding. I offer pacifier. But then I read that pacifiers can cause ear infections. Tried to control her feeding instead. No such luck. Still wants to suck to sleep.
I tried the "cry it out" method. Didnt work. It was too pitiful to bear. I cried instead. I cant imagine accompanying her to her jabs. Pacifier and sleeping on me it is then. I think its my smell that comforts her. I'm going to try to let her sleep on my pillowcase. We'll see how it goes tonight.
She coos and smiles. Something I expected from a 3 month old baby. Cuteness overload when she responds to you. Amnesia sets in.. you forget all about your 18 hours of labour, 1 month of painful recovery and months of sleepless nights. Then when she starts screaming..... you know the vicious cycle..
Part of me wants her to sleep and sleep and sleep so I can get some peace of mind. Then when that ACTUALLY happens, panic sets in and I start to wonder.. OH SHIT IS THERE SOMETHING WRONG WITH HER??? *rush to the nearest paedatrician* We can never win.
*cak!*