In Which I Decide to Wear My Baby posted by Yoru on Tuesday, September 19, 2006

Micoy has been very fussy lately. He doesn't want to be put down in his crib, always wants to be carried and held close.

It's quite hard for me, actually, because I work at home and if I have to carry him all the time, I would not be able to get any work done at all. And that's where it hit me - BABYWEARING.

I used to work for an internet retail store of baby carriers. And so yesterday when Micoy was throwing another hissy fit, I decided I'd do research on the different infant carriers so that I can have an extra pair of hands. With babywearing, I can have my baby close to me and work at the same time.

I came across an extensive article at Ask Dr. Sears regarding Babywearing. I'll be reading a lot of articles and other literature regarding this matter, I wouldn't just plunge in, of course.

I'm still on the lookout for the different types of carriers and which one would work best for me and my baby. So, I'm off to Googling and asking around mommy forums for some suggestions on good baby slings and carriers.

Vaccination and Newborn Screening posted by Yoru on Wednesday, September 13, 2006

So last Saturday, Sept 9th, I took Micoy to his pediatrician. He was given his Hepatitis B vaccine to start his immunization process. I am so proud of him, he was well-behaved all throughout the process, he only cried for just a little while. We are to be back on October 19th, so I've marked it on my calendar already.

After his vaccination, we went to the nursery for his newborn screening. They took a sample of his blood from the sole of his feet and just like with the vaccination process, there wasn't a lot of crying. How brave.

By the way, here is a photo of the spot where he got his vaccine.

Six Straight Hours posted by Yoru on Sunday, September 10, 2006

I cannot believe how I could go six hours straight just holding my son in my arms. He threw such a hissy fit last night until the wee hours of this morning. He just started crying, but he wouldn't want to feed (besides I've already just fed him, I thought he just wanted more). I checked if his diapers were wet, but they weren't. I know for sure that he has already burped after he has been fed, so I can't think of a reason why he would make such a raket.

I picked him up and started singing to him. He stopped. After about 20 minutes, I settled him back in his crib, but he started crying once more.

I picked him up again. Once settled, I put him back in his crib. But, then again, he started crying.

It took about four instances of that until it sunk in my mind that I just had to have him in my arms if only to stop him from crying.

And so for six hours, I stood up, held him and sang lullabies. Damn that was a feat.

Sleepless Nights posted by Yoru on Saturday, September 09, 2006

With the joys of motherhood come sleepless nights. Motherhood, after all, is not sunshine and daisies. Certain sacrifices must be made. During my pregnancy, I decided to do away with partying and alcohol. It was tough because I lived for boozefests. But I had to stop for my baby. I knew then that it was not going to be easy, especially when Micoy comes. And now that he's here, I'm getting to understand the sacrifices even more.

It's not that I'm not used to staying awake all night. I had that training and perfected the art of un-sleeping during college, as I struggled to finish term papers and projects. But it has been two years since I graduated and since then, I had been able to get seven hours of sleep.

When Micoy was born, I don't get that seven straight hours of sleep. Every three to four hours I had to wake up to feed him or change his nappies. Last night had been the worst so far. I've already fed him, made sure his diapers are fresh and clean, made sure that he burped already but still he would not stop crying.

And then it hit me. He wanted to be cuddled. So I picked him up. All of a sudden, it's all nice and quiet again and he's on his way to dreamland.

He just needed to be held. Oh, my baby.

Micoy's Umbilical Cord Stump Falls Off posted by Yoru on Friday, September 08, 2006

My Son Sneezed for the First Time posted by Yoru on Thursday, September 07, 2006

Yes, he sneezed. My baby sneezed. I heard my son sneeze for the very first time yesterday morning.

Why am I up at 3AM? Well, Micoy decided he wants to be awake at this ungodly hour and so he's keeping me up with him. Cool, huh?

But anyway, the point is, my son sneezed for the first time. Yes, it's a big thing for me. I get all excited about every single little thing concerning my son. I have a license for that. After all, I'm just a new mom.

Here's a vid. Enjoy.

And I Thought They Were Over-reacting posted by Yoru on Tuesday, September 05, 2006

Years ago, when all my cousins (I am an only child so I only get cousin love) were either getting marries and having babies, I just scoff at their dreamy eyes and mushy, silly baby talk. I had that notion that having a baby will bring down your vocabulary to only just a few pages containing, "oh, how cute", "look how pretty and "isn't this charming, sweetie?".

I told myself that such a thing will never, EVER, happen to me.

But here I am, eating my own words. Indeed, my vocabulary have been brought down a notch.

Who cares, anyway, huh? I'm a mom!

Kicking the Covers Away posted by Yoru on Tuesday, September 05, 2006

I was surprised this morning to see that Micoy is able to kick his blanket away. Ok, it's not a great feat worth printing at the Guiness, but hey, I'm a mom and I'm biased. Every little thing my son can do is a big deal to me.

And yes, Micoy able to kick his blankie away is one hell of a big deal.

The Happiest Day of My Life posted by Yoru on Tuesday, September 05, 2006

August 31st, 2006 is the happiest day of my life. My son, Michael Alexis, was born at only 32 weeks. It is a day I will never forget.