Terrible Twos Started Early?

Kicking and screaming, flailing and crying. Every little thing or nothing triggers a full blown uncontrollable meltdown. Feels like terrible twos started early for my 19 months old little one.

Sometimes a little soothing and talking can help her calm down. Sometimes she is able to calm herself down. But most of the time she is unconsolable. Throwing herself on to the floor, or throwing herself back into her chair.........because we didn't know what she wanted.

She hasn't tried pointing or asking for things she wants yet, she screams instead of trying to speak. It's a endless game of guessing till we get it right. This mama is trying very hard to fit to her little ones frequency to help teach her some patience.

Time out doesn't work most of the time as meltdowns, her emotions escalates too quickly for us to keep up. We are trying our best to disiplin her. Is she too young for us to introduce punishment? Would we be too harsh if we start using force?

This mama needs a break. This mama needs some advice.....

I Don't Know What I Am Doing ...

Almost 365 days since I last wrote a blog post, Baby K is already 17 months old plus. Which brings me to this moment, as Baby K is glued to the TV watching Ben & Holly's Little Kingdom on Netflix; do I still want to keep this blog alive?

I wonder, has social media such as instagram or facebook make me lazy to blog? Friends has suggested that I blog my journey as a new mum. Share my food adventures and craft adventures. But everytime I get time to myself, I'm either too tired or too lazy.

Since the day Baby K was born, my daily schedule follows hers, I have tried creating routines for her which usually results in a total out of control mess. Maybe I'm not strict enough.

Baby K hasn't started speaking yet, and I am starting to feel the pressure. Maybe I'm not reading or speaking enough to her.

Baby K has really short attention span and would rather copy everything I do. Maybe she has too many toys or I'm spending enough time playing with her.

Baby K throws a fit whenever she doesn't get her way or things don't turn out the way she hopes. Maybe I allow to be spoilt or I spoil her.

I rely on the "babysitter" TV/ipad when I want to get things done or craft. Maybe I shouldn't yet maybe I should.

Most of the time I don't know what I'm doing, but I try to adjust and figure things out. I wonder how my mum used to handle me .....

Don't get me wrong, being a mum is actually pretty awesome. No doubt challenging and tiring, sometimes you just want to explode. But when the little troublemaker flashes you her sweetest smile, or gives you a surprise sneak hug; totally worth it!

So am I going to take this blog offline or will I continue to try to blog more often? Still undecided.

Let's Play With Food.

Kyra turned 6 months old this week, which means time for solids or semi solids. Family and friends are so excited wondering when am I going to start giving Kyra porridge and puree (the excitement already started when she was only 2 months old). I was a nervous wreck because I don't know how to cook porridge nor am I keen to make puree. Still, I begun searching around the web and asking my mum what she used to feed us and so on.

One fine lovely day, I saw on Facebook that a dear friend of my bestie was giving her 6 months old her first solid food. A slice of sweet potato. Which got me wondering, aren't babies suppose to eat puree or porridge first? She created a lovely gallery of photos and recipes, which got me more and more curious. BLW. What's BLW????? and the googling frenzy started. I needed to know more!!

So.......... Baby-led weaning (BLW) ........ forgetting purees and weaning spoons, and simply letting your baby feed herself. Alright, I needed to educate myself more on this, time to read up! Time was running out and I have yet to finish reading the BLW book I purchased. I don't feel prepared, what do I do????

Well I discussed with the hubs on this and he was all in for trying to method, letting Kyra play and learn to feed herself. It would make meal time more fun and she would feel part of the family and be more social. Kyra still couldn't sit up very well at 6 months of age, she still needed support, so the hubs said that I should go with my gut feeling.

So today is the first day I let her try some steamed sweet potato. (I picked the tiniest sweet potato I could find in the bunch). Her hand and eye coordination was not bad! she immediately picked up the sweet potato and started sucking and munching on it, clearing enjoying himself.

What's this? It's tasty!

Let me crush you up a little more. Nyumm....

The First of Everything

Surely every new parent or parents cheer in delight and excitement each time their baby does a first. Documenting everything with photos and videos and sharing them on social media and creating scrapbooks.

Kyra celebrated her first Chinese New Year at her grandparents (Mama's parents) hometown up north (Kedah), she had her first Valentine's Day lunch date with mummy and daddy. 

It's already mid February and baby Kyra is now 5 months and 2 weeks old. In another few winks, Kyra will be 6 months and gets to start on solids. Boy am I nervous!!! Feeling a bit overwhelmed on should I give only purée? How do I make purée? Omg I need to get a blender. Should I get a whole set of cookware just for only her food? Do I give porridge? Omg I don't know how to cook porridge!!! How long do I steam carrots till they are soft enough for her? ............... *deep breaths* 

I choose to worry about all that maybe tomorrow or next week and enjoy today.

Today, 17th February 2016;

At 10:30am - Kyra played with her toys in her playpen quietly till she was hungry and asked for milk.

At 11am - Kyra patiently drank all her milk and sat quietly on my lap and burped.

At 11:15am - Kyra went back to quietly play with her toys in her playpen. 

at 12:05pm - Kyra fell asleep on her own at nap time!!

Now mama gets to take a shower and get some stuff done! Weeeeeeee

It's The Most Wonderful Time Of The Year

Just in a few blinks and Christmas is already over. Oh times flies! Soon it will be Chinese New Year!

2015 surely is the year our lives "leveled up" as we welcomed little Kyra! Right after confineyand Kyra's full moon, my mom suggested that I move back to my parents home till Kyra reach 100 days old. Because my mom can't stop worrying if I am eating the right food or if I am able to manage Kyra on my own. (My mom handled my confinement because we sweetly convinced her to)

We all thought it was a great idea, also its my mom's way of saying "I've missed you so much ever since you got married and moved out!!" Needless to say, my dad spoilt Kyra to the max!! He carries her and cuddles her on demand, and even when she doesn't need to be sooth he will still rock her and talk to her. Now Kyra demands attention every waking moment, even when I out her down just to get a drink of water. Grandpas have the best job!

100 days sure pass by quickly when you have your hands full, and it was time to move back to my in-laws. Kyra adjusted pretty well, just as I was so used to having to put her to sleep and waking up in the middle of the night to feed her. On Christmas eve, she slept through the whole night! On boxing day eve, she fell asleep on her own after having her milk. Oh my she's growing up too fast!

2016 is going to be eventful, being a new parents and learning new things with little one, being jobless and stay at home mom so hubby has to work harder. I still can't believe I'm a mom!!!

Merry Christmas and a blessed new year to everyone!

The Day We Welcomed Our Little One

As I finally got to sit down in front of my laptop to actually update my dusty blog, Little One is now 22 days old. Little One popped out and said hello 22 days ago, how time flies! I know some of you definitely are maybe a bit curious on the whole experience and all that, well here is how it all went down. Thinking back it was kind of funny, a little embarrassing and pretty much quite a blur.

I had my scheduled appointment with my doctor just a day before my estimated due date, still no signs of Little One being ready to say hello, and my cervix was apparently still shut tight! So my doctor advised me to get induced if nothing happens at the night of the due date, before Little One gets even bigger. Meanwhile he said he's going to assist in opening my cervix a little, to get the bodily chemicals working (that's how he described it). And boy was it an UNPLEASANT FEELING!! I got to say, from that on, I am freeze every time I hear the doctor or midwife say "We need to check your cervix".

On the day of the expected due date, I had a little false alarm or false scare, whatever you want to call it because I started bleeding a little. Turns out it was nothing, after making a trip down to hospital and discovering that the bleed was caused by my doctor's attempt to assist the cervix in opening up. But by dinner time, that's when the pain started. Of course being pregnant for the first time, and having a baby arriving soon, I would assume that they were contractions. I was scheduled to admit the very next morning to get induced, so I toughen up and wait it out till morning. it was the worst 12 hours I had to endure, watching the clock every half an hour, not being able to sleep with all the discomfort and pain while the hubs snores away.

After the long wait till it was time to get admitted, no time was wasted, the nurses, midwives, my doctor started checking Little One's heartbeat and tracking my contractions then giving me the medication to induce labour. About a couple of hours after I was given the medication, my water started to leak, but nothing was really happening yet but just wait. A lot of waiting and a lot of getting check up on, while the hubs was sweet to accompany me all day in my hospital room. The pain got more intense as the hours past, I was a wuss and ended up asking for painkillers which would make me a little sleepy, and then more waiting.

Nearly more than 12 hours later, my doctor said its time to take me to the labour room to give me some sort of IV drip the help with the inducing, because I was only like less than 4cm dilated, I think? I asked for more painkillers but I wasn't allowed any, but I could only have laughing gas and water. So bring it on! The laughing gas didn't really help much with the pain but it did make me really dizzy and sleepy, so dizzy that I puked and got a little dehydrated. Not long after the doctor finally came in and said "Okay, time to get ready to deliver your baby. You're still not dilated enough but I have to help you already la." Having not slept for more than a day, drugged with painkillers and laughing gas. I was so out of this world all blur and confused, a lot was happening which I will not go into details. I do remember asking the hubs if it was too late to opt for a c-sec because I no longer had any energy left to continue. I do remember the hubs and my doctor laughing saying everything is fine, and no c-sec because the anaesthesiologist already went home.

I was actually sorta half expecting the hubs would be standing one side, but instead he was watching the whole "crime scene" even chatting with the midwives asking when am I suppose to push and all that. I was so impressed! He seemed pretty relaxed through the whole delivery which made everything less of a panic for me. Little One finally popped out to say hello, and she really is a big baby! We were all relieved that everything went well, I'm fine, Little One is fine,the hubs is fine. Though I suddenly had the energy to joke around with my doctor as he stitched me up (she really is a big baby!).

And that's the some what delivery story of the day we welcomed our little Kyra Anne~~!!!!! Next challenge, taking care of a new born, oh dear oh my...

The bun is still baking.

It is now exactly one more week till my EDD (Estimated Delivery Date) of our little human. Wonder if she's a punctual one or an early one. Only time can tell. Yes, we are having a little punk rock princess!!

Many have asked, the typical questions and giving advice ......

"Are you ready?"
Seriously? Who ever is??? Especially when it's your first baby.....

"Natural or C Sec?"
I'm listening to my doctor's advice.

"What's your pain tolerance level? You're gonna die from the pain!"
Gee......thanks?

"Are you going to ask for any painkillers or epidural?"
....... I don't think so

"You better more sleep now or else."
Hmm......easier said than done.

"Are you sure you can eat ice cream?"
Come on...seriously? It's ice cream! Give me a pint now!!

"Eat more now! You won't get to enjoy all these food anymore!"
....... I'll live.

Those are just some of the stuff that I can remember that I personally find makes me speechless. But truth be told, I am FREAKING out! The whole pregnancy has its own ups and downs, but this is only the beginning ....... I know that very well. Well I guess we are just going to wing it as it goes.

I am definitely looking forward to mum's home cooked meals though.