We Have a Flipper!

It was a busy month of April for us. Renovation started for our new place and we’ve been scampering around the SG looking for the necessary (and some not so necessary) parts of our new home. Hence, the lack of updates. Sam’s growing up pretty quickly, he’s now 5 months old. He can flip*, but […]

It was a busy month of April for us. Renovation started for our new place and we’ve been scampering around the SG looking for the necessary (and some not so necessary) parts of our new home. Hence, the lack of updates.

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Sam’s growing up pretty quickly, he’s now 5 months old. He can flip*, but has yet to flip back around. But hey, no problem, he commands his two hand servants to reset him to his original position.

*NOTE: flip = roll from his back onto his tummy. It does not mean he can do a backflip. I’ll be the first to let you know when he does.

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There have been a few knocks and bruises recently. Although we do our best to protect him, we don’t catch all his falls – he recently face-planted a toy (that was innocently minding its’ own business) in the church creche. This led to loud wailing, and later on giving way to some whimpering, mainly from the shock of the impact rather than pain that he probably experienced – we think we know, because he was laughing 5 seconds after his immunisation jab.

Mugshot of toy in question:

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We are starting to feel like we cannot protect him forever. Currently it’s physical protection, but as he grows, he will face greater challenges in life that we may not be able to do anything about. Even now, he has already been a subject of comparison with his peers – unnecessary and unhealthy at this age.

As parents, we hope to equip him well to face these challenges. And on our part learn to let go at the appropriate time(s). Probably easier said than done. We will do our best when the time comes.

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Adulting

Three months of adulting has really changed our lives. we are now, officially, boring adults with a rigid routine. We do the same things at the same time every. single. day. We are no fun at all, we reject invitations for meet ups on purpose, have no sense of spontaneity, and spoil the party by leaving early.

Speaking about early, adulting has made us sleep and wake early. 545am (5am for Vanessa) early actually. to send Sam to grandma’s for the day. while we both head back to work. We also end work earlier to pick him up from grandma’s, then it’s time to head home to settle in for the night. bedtime? 1045pm. wow. so adult.

even during lunch time, adulting behaviour is observed. after buying some stuff during lunch time.

colleague enjoying bubble tea: “hey what did you buy?”

me: “oh no nothing really, just adult things…milk and bread”

colleague: haha! -_-“

Sometimes even a grocery run has to be done during lunchtime.

Adulting also means transiting back to work after maternity leave. It means you miss family a (WHOLE) lot more during the day, and go to great lengths to discreetly extract baby food at the office. And going overseas for a 5 day work trip is a whole lot more than just being away from home. It means missing out on 5 days of watching Sam grow up.

Adulting interrupts this blog post to run a load of laundry… and i’m back…

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Our adulting has meant that Sam is allowed to grow up in the best environment as we can provide. He has started sleeping for 6h stretches at night (YAY!), is suddenly much more curious about his surroundings, and acknowledges familiar faces with varied coos.

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We are thankful to be able to adult, to adjust to adulting, because the real adults in our lives (our parents) have provided us with a great model to build on, and have offered fantastic support in this phase of our lives.

a big THANK YOU to the REAL adults in our lives.

 

 

Look Ma… My Hands

Sam recently realised he has these two very useful appendages sticking out from his torso. These things are called arms / hands, and are useful for:

  1. sucking on – tasty treats
  2. grabbing on to larger, encroaching fingers
  3. smacking unsuspecting faces

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He has also found his voice, much to our dismay delight! most times, he will try to hold a conversation with anyone he sees, using his recently acquired language skills – cooing, and gurgling. this just makes our day. every. single. time. BUT…One scream can leave our ears ringing. especially when he’s HANGRY (hungry + angry = Hangry).

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Sam seems to be developing well as a human being. Hitting his developmental milestones, and surprising us all the time with new actions.

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I pray that Sam will develop into a fine young gentleman.

I’ll end with a bit of a poem that has stuck with me since I was 6. I hope that one day, Sam too will appreciate these words. To God be the Glory, The Best is Yet to Be.

“Grow old along with me! The best is yet to be, the last of life, for which the first was made. Our times are in his hand who saith, ‘A whole I planned, youth shows but half; Trust God: See all, nor be afraid!”
Robert Browning

 

 

Sam the Caterpillar

This is a story about Sam, the 6 week old caterpillar.

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Sam has been growing well and has put on more than 1 whole kilo since he hatched. Some might call him a fatter-pillar. He recently went through a metamorphosis of sorts, from a quiet little bug, to a loud, shouty kind of bug.

The parental bugs have had much trouble settling him into bed. You see, Sam the caterpillar has learnt a new skill, one that makes strategic use of his hands. While being rocked to the point of drowsiness, Sam will sneakily grab onto parental bugs’ outer wear (also known as clothing) and not let go.

And when it comes time to lay Sam’s sleepy head down onto the bed, he wakes up when he loses his grip of the parental bugs’ outerwear.

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Oh, poor parental bugs, they have to put Sam the caterpillar back to sleep (to the point of drowsiness) again.

Most other times, Sam the caterpillar has aspirations to become a butterfly, often staring at bright lights on the ceiling. He has also been observed squirming out of his exo-skeleton to free his… hands!

One day, when Sam the caterpillar becomes an independent butterfly, these stories will follow him (and his wife). But that’s another story for another day.