Friday, August 21, 2015

Confinement daddy stare

Starting from 12 midnight or so:

She drinks -> She stops to poo -> I change her diapers -> She continues to drink -> She spits some milk and wet her clothes -> I change her clothes -> She continues to drink -> She burps

End result nearly 1am now:

I'm tired and she is wide awake hiccuping. And we stared at each other blankly for 15 mins already. I'm still smelling sh*t from her soiled diapers beside me.

Monday, August 17, 2015

Our 2nd has arrived. Sarah meimei.

Very very busy few weeks. Preparing for Sarah arrival and my wife's baby delivery.

Pictures of Sarah below. :D





Im currently helping my wife with her confinement cause she cannot stand any nagging from her mum or my mum. So I volunteered to be her "confinement daddy".

We ordered confinement food delivery and hired a helper. So my main focus is on both my 3yo son and baby.


First steps
Yap. Jaron was super sticky to his mummy when Sarah's arrival is approaching. We find that it is a good idea that we buy some small toys and tell him that his meimei bought it for him.

We did that and indeed he was very very happy. Kept sayang meimei and even making sure her blanket is covered properly. Haha.


Bathing both of them
I have tried two types of schedule of bathing them.

1) Bathe Sarah, then bathe Jaron immediately after.
2) Bathe Sarah, then bathe Jaron later.

Schedule 1 is damn xiong man. Im trying to stick to schedule 2.

I also make sure I bathe Jaron (most of the time) personally so he will not feel left out or something.



Finding help (minor help)
I try my best to get my son involved in the process of taking care of meimei, so he will feel part of the responsibility. 

Minor stuff of course, like taking a fresh diaper, keeping meimei's bean bag safe for the moment or taking the milk bottle to and from my helper.  


Its very xiong to take care of two kids on my own. But in the process, I cherish precious moments with my two little ones. 

One more week till I go back to work. Wish me luck! 

5 Reasons Why My Son's Obsession With Toy Cars Is Driving Me Nuts


1) Road Works
My shin is the road, my knee is the hump, my thigh is the expressway and my belly is the hill to drive up to.




2) Parking 101
Do not disturb his perfectly parked cars. Even if its accidental. A car goes off the line and he will shout "EH! WHAT DOING?!".




3) Hide & Seek & Pain
He hides his favourite toy cars under the quilt and I laid down without looking under.



4) Search & Rescue
He will search for a particular car at a random timing and gets sad when he failed. "NO AMBULANCE!", "NO FIRE ENGINE!".


5) Self-Drive
He then shouts for the car and expecting it to drive itself to under his feet. "AMBULANCE?!", "FIRE ENGINE?!".