Wednesday, January 15, 2014

One year update

My last post was in Oct 2012! In the 1 year since that last post, Miyoko has started on childcare and I had a 2nd child.

When Miyoko was around10 months old, we discussed the ideal age gap and gave ourselves 6 months to try for it. The pregnancy was quite tough. I had no cravings no appetite. Put on 8kg in total. Miyoko started her tantrums around 1 year old and her tantrums are out of this world! Roll on the floor, screaming, crying for at least 15-20mins regardless where she was. I didn't dare to carry her often because of the pregnancy. When she was down with stomach flu during my 1st trimester, we both just spent the day sleeping for few days because she was feeling very weak and I was feeling so tired from the hormonal changes and caring for her.

2013's Gd Friday was a Black Friday to us. We were involved in a traffic accident where our car spin to a stop. Miyoko was crying very loudly in shock, so was I, because I was 5 mths pregnant. Both of us ended up in KK Hospital where I had a really bad experience. Luckily hubby & I escaped with just some scratches and bruises caused by the saftey belt. Miyoko was protected by the carseat with no injuries.

I would have preferred to start Miyoko at childcare centre later but because of #2, we figured it's better for her to start at 18mths, take 2 months to adapt before arrival of her sibling. She adapted pretty well. No tears, no refusal to go to school but her social skills were clearly lacking at the start. She refused to mix with the kids and was aggressive towards those who tried to be near her. She will push them away or pull their hair and almost got into a fight in her initial months. I'm glad 6 months later she's playing well with her peers. She's rather shy when teachers talk to her but I guess it's alright. Maybe she has daddy & mummy's genes.


 Miyoko's artpiece in school


Our little prince Kazuki arrived in August 2013. My father-in-law must have been the happiest guy on earth that day since there's finally a male descendent to the Chee family line. His obsession with having a male heir is seriously pissing me off. So now we've given him what he wants, I hope he stops his irritating talk on having more kids (read: sons!). And no, we tried for a #2 because we wanted Miyoko to have a playmate, not because we want to please the elders. In fact, I told hubby if #2 is a girl, I am definitely stopping at 2 because I don't want to face any pressure from his father if I'm pregnant with a #3.

Miyoko assumed the role of jiejie quickly. She helps to pass me a clean diaper without asking when I'm changing didi. Tries to hold the bottle for didi while I'm feeding. Always eager to play with him on the playgym. But of course there are moments of jealously, especially in the beginning. She used to ask for milk when I'm feeding him when she's not due for milk feed, sometimes pulling his limbs to get me to play with her. It took a few weeks before she stopped these attention seeking behaviour. However till now she still refuse to share daddy with didi. Whenever he carries didi, she wants to be carried too. If he refuses, her tantrum starts. I'ts such a joy to see the 2 interact, especially when Miyoko softly touches didi's head and hugs him.


The kids enjoying a staycation. Kazuki @3mths, Miyoko @23mths
 

Kazuki just turned 5months. Miyoko is now 2yrs 1 mth. We are getting used to the noise with both around. We are also getting better at handling 2 kids outside. It's 1-to-1 practice, so when we are out for long periods, it's 2 strollers and 2 diaper bags. I've been a SAHM for 2 years and counting. Maybe when Kazuki is 2, I'll send him to a childcare and I return to the workforce. We shall see how things go :)

Thursday, October 04, 2012

Tell me how to keep my cool?

Once again, I lost my cool at Miyoko today. Scolded her and slapped her thighs. I know I shouldn't do that but I completely lost it.

She was crying for milk but when milk was served, she played with the teat. Took it away, she cried. Give her she plays again. Worse during meal times. Eat 1 spoonful, spit out a bit, suck fingers, lick highchair, turn head away. Continue 2nd spoonful, same scene again. Then completely refuse to open her golden mouth, cry for milk. Give her milk, drink half bottle, reject milk, wants to play. 1hr later continue feeding, eat 1 spoonful, suck fingers, lick highchair, turn head away. I walk away to cool off my boiling blood. She cries. I come back after 5mins to feed her. She eats 2-3 spoonful then starts her nonsense again. So I walk away again. She cries again. I come back after 5mins to feed her again.

The above happens 1-2x daily. Tell me how to keep my cool?

I should attend a "Anger Management" course or dump Miyoko to a childcare centre before I go crazy.

Cost of raising a baby

One day my sister asked me how much we spend on baby's necessities. So I listed down the items and realised it really costs quite a bit just to keep baby alive and clean.

Monthly Basic Needs
1. Milk powder: 2 tins of 1.8kg @$81 each = $162
2. Disposable diapers: 6 pc x 30 days @$0.30 each = $54
3. Baby cereal: 1 pkt @$7.30
4. Wet wipes: 2 pkt @$2 each = $4
Total = $227.30

Quarterly needs
1. Baby laundry detergent: 1 pkt @$5.90
2. Baby bottle cleanser: 1 pkt @$9.90
Total = $15.80

If I'm still breastfeeding, then I could have saved $162 monthly.
If I use cloth diapers in the day and disposables at night, maybe I can save at least $30.
If I can make baby accept porridge, then I can save on cereal.
If I make the effort to wash baby's butt at each diaper change, I can save 1 pkt of wet wipes.
If I use normal laundry detergent, I can save on expensive baby detergent.
If I use normal dish cleanser, I can save on expensive baby bottle cleanser.

Well, obviously the "Ifs" are not possible for me.

See my previous post and you know why I'd rather not save the $162.
I don't want to wash soiled cloth diapers daily. Waste water, waste detergent, waste my time. I don't want to get cheaper disposable diapers as I don't wish to risk baby getting nappy rash. Neither do I want to clean up the mess if diaper leaks.
Baby hates porridge no matter how I cook it. Sweet, savory, soft, hard, watery, drier version - All rejected. As long as it's porridge, it's rejected by our fussy girl.
I don't want to carry an increasing minimum load of 8.5kg to the wash basin 6 times a day and mess the toilet and myself.
I don't want to risk baby's eczema flare up due to harsh normal detergent.
I don't want baby's system to take in too much chemicals from normal cleanser now.

Guess I've to find other ways to cut down on baby expenses!




Friday, August 31, 2012

Woes of a cow


Much has been said about the benefits of breastfeeding but almost nothing about the difficulties of it. Lactation consultants, books and websites all state there’s no such thing as “No Milk”. As long as you nurse/pump regularly, milk will be produced. “Demand equals supply” they always say. “The more you nurse/pump, the more milk will be produced to meet that demand” they claimed. Even if one hasn’t studied Economics, it’s common knowledge that supply doesn’t always meet demand. Nor does demand always meet supply.
During baby’s 1st week, she hardly peed or poo. The confinement lady was worried and asked me to pump out my milk to see how much baby is drinking. I only had 30ml. She said it’s probably isn’t enough and I should supplement each nursing session with formula milk first while waiting for higher supply to kick in. The first time baby had formula milk after I nursed her, she passed out black poo (Meconium). By right she should have cleared the black poo by 3rd day of birth, but that was on Day 6!

I belong to the low supply group. No matter how often I nurse or what I eat, I could not seem to meet her milk demands. It caused much unhappiness for us. I was often frustrated and tired with the hourly nursing schedule while my baby wasn’t full enough to take a nap after nursing. I was almost glued to the sofa as I nurse for 30-40mins, rest 20-30mins and baby cries for milk again. When I couldn’t take it anymore, I gave her formula milk after nursing. The first time I did it, my baby gobbled down the whole bottle hungrily, gave a satisfied look and dozed off for a long nap. It broke my heart. My insistence on total breastfeeding had starved my baby instead. I thought maybe I should just go on full formula milk. Didn’t we all grow up on formula milk anyway? I told my friend about my difficulties and intention to stop, but encouraged by her words, I decided to carry on for 3 months.
Everyday I looked forward to the end of 3 months. When 3rd month was close, I thought maybe I can extend for another month. And maybe another month. Before I realized it, I had breastfed for 6 months. I was probably used to the nursing routine and enjoyed the special bonding between baby and me, that’s why I could carry on. However at 6th month, I decided it’s time to stop. No more extension. I was feeling very tired and falling sick often. That made me easily irritable and I had no mood to interact with baby. All day I just think of making her take naps so that I too, can take a nap.

It has been 3 months since I stopped. I do miss that special bonding but I’m still bonding with my girl over toys, songs and lots of hugs. Although she suffers constipation more often now (due to formula milk & semi-solids), she’s otherwise very strong and healthy. I do not regret my decision nor feel too bad about stopping whereas other mums can do so up to 1 year old or older. They are efficient cows, I’m not. So why compare and make myself miserable?

Friday, November 25, 2011

Life with a little one inside

I used to think being pregnant simply meant having crazy food cravings, a super good appetite, licence to put on weight, morning sickness, difficulties walking around with a little basketball and enjoy privileged status.

I was so wrong!

While I did have food cravings, I could live without it for a few days as long as I get to eat it in the end. Sometimes after a few days my cravings go off even without satisfying it. I didn't crave for a single item for long. I think my longest record was probably Kovan Hawker Centre's ketchup wantan mee which I craved and ate for 3-4 consecutive weekends. Other than that, it was something new every other day. I never craved for sour plum but I did like sour stuff. During my 1st trimester, I was craving for a lot of junk food like potato chips, prawn crackers, french fries etc. Hubby likes to eat these junk too so we would stock up on these at home. Needless to say, I put on weight "too much too soon" as quoted by my gynae.

There were many cravings I couldn't satisfy due to dietary restrictions, some old wives' tales, some scientifc. I never knew being pregnant meant not being to eat a lot of "harmless looking" food such as half-boiled egg, stingray, crab etc. I even avoided fresh sugar cane juice as it's high in sugar content plus there's a risk of "rat poisoning" due to the storage of sugar cane at hawker centres. When I gave in to my craving for durians, I had to watch the number of seeds of durian I ate due to its high sugar and calorie content. I became a little paranoid over what I ate. Everything has to be thoroughly cooked. No salad allowed. Food has to be piping hot.

The 1 craving which I'm supposed to avoid but didn't follow was drinking tea. Having tea with milk for breakfast is a must for me. Without it I'm restless for the morning, plus I can't do my toilet business. Sounds strange, but tea with milk has a laxative effect on me. On hot days, I drink iced lemon tea during lunch or dinner. But people tell me tea is very "cooling" and should be avoided. It contains caffaine which isn't good for baby as well. However I simply couldn't resist it. I still have my daily cup of tea throughout pregnancy. If I exceed the 1 cup quota in a day, I try not to drink any the next day.

I plan to attack a list of food once baby's out! First on the list is salmon sashimi. Going to Japanese restaurants and seeing others eat sashimi and sushi while I can only see was pure misery. Next is crabs!! Chili crab, black pepper crab, butter crab. I did eat a little 2 weeks ago but it's not enough. I didn't dare to eat much as it's believed that if the mum eats crabs during pregnancy, the child will grow up to have "many hands", meaning everything wants to touch. Third on my list is BBQ Sambal Stingray, washed down with a mug of ice cold beer. Stingray has high mercury content and it's believed to cause bad complexion for babies, so I had to avoid it.

My appetite wasn't very good. My stomach filled up very easily and I would feel bloated for hours after that. Buffets were out. During the 1st trimester I was always hungry, especially at night, yet I couldn't eat much as it meant bloatedness which led to sleeplessness. Sometimes when we are out, I want to eat a variety of items and ordered a lot but in the end it's my hubby who had to clear all the leftovers. Luckily he has a huge appetite with high metabolism so he maintained his weight despite eating my share.

Putting on weight is expected during pregnancy but I didn't know there is a limit to how much I am supposed to put on. For normal BMI, weight gain should be between 11-16kg, the bulk of which should be gained during the 2nd & 3rd trimester. I put on 5kg within the first 3 months which gynae disapproved so I started to control my diet after that. I've put on 8kg to date and hope not to exceed 10kg by the time baby's out.

Morning sickness was mild for my case. I got it during weeks 6 - 12 of pregnancy. Usually I would feel nauseaous in the morning but would be fine by noon. No puking although appetite was affected. It didn't help that my workplace then didn't have a wider variety of delicious food so I often snacked on biscuits instead.

Gynae warned my hubby that my pregnancy hormones will cause me to be a monster at times with mood swings. Luckily for him, it hardly happened for the past 8 months. I believe because I wasn't working and had lots of rest at home, I was relatively stress-free and happy most of the time. Still that didn't mean he escaped the angry monster on that few occasions ;p

My little basketball popped up from 6th month onwards. However I could still walk a lot and at a relatively fast pace. I do not feel heavier with the big tummy. Discomfort sets in only when the tummy hardens like a rock at times. Although people tell me to rest more, I find it rather uncomfortable to sit down or lie down for long periods. I feel better when standing or walking around.

Sleeping is a challenge with the front load. Cannot lie on my back as it'll cause breathlessness and might affect baby. Lying on tummy is impossible. Best position is lie on the sides, preferably on the left. But when I lie on my side, my heavy tummy drops to the side as well and I'll feel the strain on the tummy. So now I've to sleep with pillows tucked under the tummy for support. Sleeping on the left for long is uncomfortable and I will end up with an aching shoulder. Oh, and just when I thought I've settled in a comfy position to sleep, I need to get up the bed to pee and this happens every 2-3 hrs at night!

I thought being visibly pregnant means getting reserved seats on buses & trains. No such thing here! People are usually very sleepy on public transport or living in their own mobile phone world, oblivious to their surroundings. It's hard to get a seat unless one dares to demand for it. I've been rather lucky to be offered a seat on most occasions although there are times when I've stand in a train of sleeping or busy passengers. I thought with my bump, people will be more careful around me. I didn't realise that most people are blind to bumps and I've to walk around with my arms protectively around my bump to fend off any blind rats who might knock into me.

The only privileged status I get is from my family & friends who take extra care of me. My mum brews good quality birds nest and very delicious chicken soup for me every week without fail. My brother, sis-in-law & sister helped me find out more about pregnancy stuff (coz I don't have many friends with kids). My friends always accomodate my preferred location for meet-ups and make sure I've boarded the taxi or hubby has arrived before they go off. All these little gestures by my family & friends really touched me. Soon the little one will enjoy the special treatment from them. In fact, the little princess already has a stroller given by my siblings & their spouses, rompers & pillows from my sister, rompers from my friend. My dad & sister now greets the little one inside first when they see me. Even hubby asks about the little one first when he's home. I've become #2 even before she's out!!

Despite all the discomforts & restrictions, it's nice to have a little one inside. I look forward to every gynae visit where I can see her on the grainy black & white ultrascan screen. On a recent visit, she was having hiccups while touching her head. Very cute! Everyday I get to feel her movements in the tummy and wonder what she's doing inside. Looking forward to see her in 3 weeks' time :)