* 26 January 2003 ~ Kanga Momma's Diary *
HAPPY NEW YEAR & HAPPY LUNAR NEW YEAR!
I'm 88
days old today, almost 3 months young! Time flies when you are a baby!
I'm now 6.5 kg, 61 cm tall and still a fully breastfed baby! Yay!
Mommy has
been busy looking after me on her own the past whole week as Daddy is away
(again) for work.
She calls this her ‘solo trial’ and so far, I’ve been
kuai-kuai and cooperative, so Mommy is not complaining too much.
She still has time to update my diary, so that proves I’m not such a demanding
baby, right?
Kanga
Mommy says:
Yes, darling. It’s past midnight now… this is the only time Mommy has to do
her own stuff (like update this page)
and sweep the floor, do the laundry, hang up the laundry…. During the day, Mommy
has to
sling you
almost continually coz you love Mommy’s Kanga Pouch so much!
Kanga
Mommy says some more :
Some of you may say I am
spoiling my Kanga Baby, but I beg to differ. I realised that I have a
different sort of baby
when he would sleep less than ½ an hour on his own but 3 hours *on* me.
Trust me, I was at my wits end and also feeling very torn at whether I was
parenting him the right way.
Then I read Dr William
Sears “The
Fussy Baby Book” and bingo! I know I am not alone and
there is nothing wrong with my mommy’s instinct to carry my baby and let him
feel safe, secure and contented
when he is close to me. He is a “high-need
baby” and his needs are different from ‘easy babies’ who can sleep on
their own.
Wearing him on me helps a lot, so I can still
get some stuff done. I’m back to reading (gotta be so careful when I turn
the pages, the rustling pages can wake him!) my parenting books and
newspapers. What a luxury! But I have not watched TV for more than a month, I
don’t miss it tho… Why don’t I watch TV? Coz the DVD player is playing my Kanga
Baby’s favourite
Lovely Baby
music thru the TV (we don’t own a hifi set) throughout the day.
Oops…
this page has become Kanga Momma’s Diary! Well, here are the Happy Kanga Baby’s
latest photos.
No more brain juice for captions, so just enjoy his smiles. They melt my heart
and make me cry at the same time
when I know I have to start *thinking* of who/where/how/what I am going
to do for alternative care arrangements.
If anyone from MCDS is reading this, please start the
Maid and Baby Centre quick!
I don’t want to leave my baby with a maid without adult supervision and
I don’t want to put my baby in an Infant Care Centre and let him be left to
“cry-it-out”…. Oh, help me!