When I saw her playing with the water today after I bathed her, I was filled with such happiness that words alone cannot express. In my heart, I was jumping with excitement -- I finally figured out, this is what I want! This is what I want to do.
To make her happy.
To raise her up in a happy environment.
To be there for her and assist her in making her world beautiful.
She is a very special baby.
I prayed that all mums and dads sees their baby that way. Yes, they are special. Believe it, and that is what they will be when they grow up...
I am drawn to helpless kids because I was once there. I remembered clearly -- when I was bullied. Back then, it wasn't a serious issue because I was not the only one. In fact, there are many that were bullied...maybe by the teacher, the family members, or friends?
Being bullied, and being in the state where you are left helpless will left a scar. It left scars in my life. But Jesus heals me!
What motivates me are not the scars, because the scars are now gone. But the love for the kids. I love them because, they deserve it.
I am inspired to raise a future comforter.
Dear L.A,
Mummy loves you, very much.
Personally, I think, if I want to raise a happy baby, I have to be a happy mum. Also, if I want to make a thousand friends, I have to be sincere. These two things are really important, to me.
Showing posts with label Parenting. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Parenting. Show all posts
Friday, 22 July 2011
Monday, 11 July 2011
24yomummy's thought.
Sometimes, you sat there and wonder, I'll like to have three kids, but you are very sure, now, isn't the best or right time yet.
Mummy loves L.A and all of mummy's soon to-be-babies :)
Mummy loves L.A and all of mummy's soon to-be-babies :)
Monday, 25 April 2011
Daddy's favorite dinning table.
While feeding L.A, I asked hubby one question, whether he preferred square table or round table? He answered:-
"Round dinner table". After shortly, he was fast asleep.
I think his opinion matters.
The love of my life, I love you. *virtual hugs*
P/s: We were in IKEA, on 24th April 2011.
Thursday, 21 April 2011
9 steps to deal with separation anxiety -_-"
- Practice separation. Leave your child with a caregiver for brief periods and short distances at first.
- Schedule separations after naps or feedings. Babies are more susceptible to separation anxiety when they’re tired or hungry.
- Develop a “goodbye” ritual. Rituals are reassuring and can be as simple as a special wave through the window or a goodbye kiss. Kiss and hug your baby when you leave and tell him where you're going and when you'll be back, but don't prolong your goodbyes. And, resist the urge to sneak out the back door
- Keep familiar surroundings when possible and make new surroundings familiar. Have the sitter come to your house. When your child is away from home, let him or her bring a familiar object.
- Have a consistent primary caregiver. If you hire a caregiver, try to keep him or her on the job.
- Leave without fanfare. Tell your child you are leaving and that you will return, then go—don’t stall.
- Minimize scary television. Your child is less likely to be fearful if the shows you watch are not frightening.
- Try not to give in. Reassure your child that he or she will be just fine—setting limits will help the adjustment to separation.
- Let your baby get comfortable. Ask a new sitter to visit and play with your baby several times before leaving them alone for the first time. For your first real outing, ask the sitter to arrive about 30 minutes before you depart so that she and the baby can be well engaged before you step out the door. Employ the same approach at a daycare center or at your nursery, church, or health club.
*Data sourced from helpguide.org
Separation Anxiety
It was a troubled night. I couldn't sleep because my mind was thinking, why is that I'm so desired to be there 24/7 for my baby.
When I looked back through the past, and recalled the parenting style that was practised in raising me up. I finally figured out why.
Don't get me wrong, I think my parents love us in the measure of love that is indescribably. They communicated their love in their way.
But I guess, I didn't feel their love as much as they gave, or when I was in primary school, I wish they were there.
Are you one of those kids that wishing upon the stars that your parents are there for you?
I recalled the girl that has her hair tied up by her mum. Her long hair. But for me, I never had the chance to have a long hair.
I recalled my friends that has talcum powder in some of their face because their mum get them ready for school.
I grew up expecting that they will never be there for my report card day, for my sport day UNLESS my teacher tells me that it is very necessary.
When I bullied by my teacher at primary 2, nobody really remember what was happened. But it left scar in my mind. For a very long time. The watchers may recalled the moment, but it is just one particulars bad scenario that happened to their classmates. But I remembered it for a very long time.
Up to now.
I finally figured out why I wanted to be there for my baby.
When I small, I didn't really have the control. But now that I'm an adult, I'm blessed with capability to make my own decision, and take charge of my life.
No, no, no. I won't let my past effect my present decision.
What I'm trying to communicate is that, I'm going to learn from the outcomes of my past.
I certainly want my kids to be loved, and know they are loved my me and hubby.
That they are the priority.
I want them to know that I cherish and respect my parents.
I want to be an exemplary, a person that they will look up when challenges come along the journey of their life.
And yes, this morning, when I left L.A to work, I experienced separation anxiety.
She experienced her first fall and injured her lip, and her upper nose. My heart BREAKS!!! :(
While on the way to my parent's place, I placed her on my chest, cuddled and kiss her.
I kept apologized to her.
It looks to me, that if I apologized to her, and cuddled it.
It made her comfortable, and secure.
Tuesday, 19 April 2011
Medela Freestyle Breastpump review
This is the most expensive gadget that I bought for 2010. It cost almost RM2K, but I was lucky enough to bump into Kak Aja. I have introduced her to number of my friends because of her fantastic customer service. She sold this gadget at attractive price of RM1,699 (more or less). I can't remember the exact price because this purchase was made about a year ago.
What I really like about this gadget is that, it provides FREEDOM. Perhaps what is said about FREESTYLE is indeed equivalent to FREEDOM. This product worth every cent. If you think breastfeeding journey is tough, and you can afford a quality breast pump. I recommend this product.
Oh, occasionally, Kak Aja provides installment based payment or in other words "kutu". :)
Other than spelling freedom to this product, I'm attracted to the size of the breast pump, it is very light compared to other breast pump, and you can bring it everywhere you want.
I can multi-task while pumping, set the pumping rhythmic that encourage the milk flowing from my breast, I can bring it everywhere without experiencing back-pain. I can pump at my room, living room, reading room, anywhere!!!
But I must be honest, although this product support lactating mother to continue breastfeeding their kids, mother still required determination to further this passion because breastfeeding journey requires sacrifice =/
Don't we, sometimes just hate sacrifice. Sacrifice equivalent to NO FUN!!!
But as the expert often said: You want success, you've gotta sacrifice!
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