tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-82834274972328346392024-03-13T07:35:58.879-07:00Luther's StoryMoJo Jo-Johttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08171370762378754162noreply@blogger.comBlogger18125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8283427497232834639.post-68118117921392933422012-04-03T04:53:00.000-07:002012-04-03T04:53:44.446-07:00I am Teething!<div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;">I read a lot of baby books starting from the day I conceived till to-date. Most of the books said that baby will only start teething at about 6 months and above (sometimes earlier, sometimes later). I was looking forward to it.</div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;">The challenge came about about 1.5 months ago. Luther started being grumpy and cry often. I was initially worried if it was something else. Until he started chewing on things, using his tongue to play with his lower gums and drooling a lot... literally, my shoulder is always smouldered with saliva.</div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: xx-small;">Saw me your tongue</span></td></tr>
</tbody></table><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;">Sleepless nights were also on the list as he will suddenly wakes up at night and cry.... really pitiful! Until my hubby was looking around for teething gel.... although my hubby bought Dentinox Teething Gel, we decided not to give Luther as I believe it's the natural process of growing up....... and there were cases of recalled products back in 2009.</div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"><br />
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</tbody></table><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;">So, Luther continued on sucking his lips, chewing on his fingers and our shoulders or anything he can grab to put into his mouth.... I gave him <i>Bo Ying Tan</i> as well during the day. In fact, I tried many many ways, but it just didn't really ease his 'itch' or 'pain'....... </div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;">At about 5 months 1 week old, we saw some budding on his gums and were so excited that it is really happening already....</div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: center;"><span style="color: blue; font-size: large;"><b>MY BABY IS HAVING HIS 1st 2 TEETH!!!!!!</b></span></div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;">Now, we can really see the teeth already and it just makes Luther even cuter.</div><table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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</tbody></table><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"> I believe he is about to go into his top 2 teeth now as he is starting his drooling again! </div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: xx-small;">I love my mama!</span></td></tr>
</tbody></table><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;">We shall wee when his top 2 teeth is coming.... </div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: large;"><b style="color: purple;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">Mommy will be with you all the way.... </span></b></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: large;"><b><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">Not to worry my little hero!</span></b></span></div>MoJo Jo-Johttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08171370762378754162noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8283427497232834639.post-69430284829910414822012-04-03T03:40:00.000-07:002012-04-03T03:40:47.805-07:00..Luther in Genting..<div style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"></div><br />
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vLznyMpdD_o/T3rKiGaQOAI/AAAAAAAABBQ/UulMMlDYaUw/s1600/P1040761.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"></a></div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">Where do we go for a cool weather without going out of the country?</div><div style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br />
</span></div><div style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: large;">Genting Highland, of course!!</span></div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><br />
</div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">It is the cheapest way to feel the breeze... although I must agree that most of the time, we are breathing carbon dioxide from the vehicles coming up!! Anyway, it is a family trip with loads of fun fun fun......</div><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: xx-small;">My Family and I (Gugu behind the camera!)</span></td></tr>
</tbody></table><div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: center;"></div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">The weather was really cold and I have the chance to play dress up with Luther... hahaha... not much but at least I get to dress him up in long sleeves and long pants. Luther was enjoying his stay there although there weren't much he could do there now. Nonetheless, we brought him around from First World Hotel through Resort Hotel to Theme Park Hotel then Genting Hotel.</div><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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</tbody></table><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"> It's was <b style="color: #0b5394;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">Doraemon</span></span></b> World Wide Anniversary at First World. I couldn't get any nice clothing for Luther but I got a small tumbler... which I am using now and will hand it to him when he knows how to use one.... good for traveling.</div><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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</tbody></table><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"></div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">Genting was celebrating <b><i style="color: #741b47;">Chap Goh Meh</i></b>; the 15th day of Chinese New Year. We managed to see the longest firecracker burnt and trust me, the bang was amazing. So amazing that during that moment when I thought Luther would be afraid, he slept soundly through the deafening bangs.</div><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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</tbody></table><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">Got him back to the room and guess what we changed him to?</div><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: xx-small;">Grumpy Superman!</span></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: xx-small;">Mommy, Papa and I</span></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: xx-small;">Mommy and I</span></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: xx-small;">Comfy on my bed!</span></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: xx-small;">Lunch before going back home at Ulu Yam</span></td></tr>
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</div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">After all the fun in Genting, we traveled down from Batang Kali and headed towards Ulu Yam for yet another good meal. This restaurant; <b style="color: #bf9000;"><u>Hock Lay Restaurant</u></b>, has been our regular pit-stop after Genting for many years and their food have not failed us. Simple yet good..... especially their <b style="color: #4c1130;">Guinness Chicken Wings</b>, <b style="color: #990000;">Loh Mee</b>, <b style="color: #0b5394;">Coconut Prawns</b> and the <b style="color: #38761d;">Thai Style Fried Tofu</b>. Yummy......</span></div>MoJo Jo-Johttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08171370762378754162noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8283427497232834639.post-37871068101916755892012-04-03T01:50:00.000-07:002012-04-03T01:50:15.884-07:00My 1st trip to mommy's hometown!<div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;">It has been a while since we planned to take Luther back to Ipoh. Well, we went back to Port Dickson to visit Papa's hometown during Chinese New Year.... Since it's the weekend most people will go back home to pay their yearly visit to their beloved..... during <i>Cheng Beng</i>*, so, we decided to go back to Ipoh to join the crowd.</div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;">We all traveled in 1 car... Mom, bro, Shereen, Wo, Luther and I. Yup... all 6 in 1 Perodua Alza. We were having fun and what is more fun than being in 1 vehicle with all the people you love. The other half of the group were all in Ipoh waiting for our arrival.... More like Luther's arrival. It's like welcoming our '<b><span style="color: purple;">Big Chief</span></b>' back home.</div><table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; text-align: left;"><tbody>
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</tbody></table><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"></div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;">When we arrived back in Ipoh, the weather was rather good. </div><div style="color: blue; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: center;"><b>NOT MUCH SUN = NOT HOT!! Yay!! </b></div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;">Ipoh is in a valley surrounded with limestone hills, therefore, during the day, the heat just sink into the valley... Limestone hills extend 20 km north of Ipoh and also 20 km to the south. There are many caves in these hills; cave temples are built in some of these caves.</div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;">Of course we ate a lot... not Luther.. but the rest of us. </div><table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: xx-small;">My Papa and I in Ipoh</span></td></tr>
</tbody></table><div style="text-align: justify;"><b style="color: #38761d;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"> It was a long ride to and fro but it's all worth it. It was all great fun.</span></b></div><br />
<span style="font-size: x-small;">*<i>Cheng Beng</i> is a festival where its name denotes a time for people to go outside and enjoy the greenery of springtime (踏青 Tàqīng, "treading on the greenery") and tend to the graves of departed ones.*</span>MoJo Jo-Johttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08171370762378754162noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8283427497232834639.post-38733084474251531762012-01-27T01:45:00.000-08:002012-01-31T00:14:13.704-08:00Cranky Luther<div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;">I was regularly told by older folks that babies coming back from holidays, will be '<b><span style="color: blue;">hong sim</span></b>' (in Hokkien roughly means - over stimulated). And Luther prove that 100%.</div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;">On the 3rd day of Chinese New Year, we returned back to KL from Port Dickson. All of us were tired from the traveling and the hustle and bustle of CNY. Luther was unusually cranky and wouldn't take his usual 4oz on his usually accurate timing. Believe me, my baby do not miss his feeding for anything other than sleep and even that is occasional. Actually, he hasn't been feeding well starting 2nd day of CNY taking only 1 - 2 oz each time.</div><br />
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</tbody></table><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;">Nonetheless, he was still smiley the whole afternoon and able to 'converse' with us UNTIL evening approached. I wash and change him out of his 'uniform' and into his regular comfortable pajamas top, yet, he was screaming endlessly. I though he might want direct latching and I did. He didn't take that well too. Than I recall, he hasn't poo-ed today! So I try tapping his little tummy and found it a little gassy. As usual, taught by mom, I rubbed YuYee Oil on his tummy, his back and on both his feet. Well, he did fart a lot but that didn't stop him from crying still.</div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><br />
</div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;">His crying this time was scary to me and panicking my hubby cause his face was turning really red and his big big tears were rolling down his eyes and there was absolutely NOTHING we could do. I was already in tears feeling really rotten not being able to help my own son to relieve whatever that was bothering him. We called my mom in Singapore (she is there for holiday and to attend my uncle's birthday dinner). In tears I was asking her for advices and she said if he hasn't poo-ed, we just need to wait. He is also not eating because he is not comfortable. Just remember to feed his, even if it's 1 or 2 oz milk along with water to ease him passing motion. We wanted to wait but I was in tears and Luther was also crying. My hubby finally decided that we just bring him to the Dr to confirm he is just uncomfortable because he haven't poo-ed and eliminate other possibilities (i.e. constipation, pain, any discomfort). </div><br />
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</tbody></table><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"></div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;">In Assunta Hospital (no regular Children Clinic nearby, so best option was to go back to the clinic in Assunta), Dr Vijaya checked on Luther and found that there was nothing wrong with him. So, Luther was just really uncomfortable being unable to poo-ed that day (it's not constipation too!). Dr Vijaya called Luther's Pediatrician, Dr Paran, to double check whether to give Luther any medication. Luther was given Duphalac to soften his poo (not a laxative). And true enough, we when back home and feed him some milk and than 2.5ml Duphalac. Within 15 minutes, his 1st poo (smelly as it is) made an exit! We were all relieve (inclusive of our Indonesian maid) and Luther was able to smile a little again.</div><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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</tbody></table><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">That night, he still didn't take his regular 4oz but we were extremely relieve that he is taking his 2 oz without struggling and slept through the rest of the night soundly without crying or agitation. Nonetheless, Luther is still 'hong sim' the next day. Talking a lot, probably describing to his friends (toys) his adventures for the pass few days<b style="color: blue;">.</b></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><b style="color: blue;"><span style="color: magenta;">Our Luther's Charming smile is back!</span></b></span></div>MoJo Jo-Johttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08171370762378754162noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8283427497232834639.post-17955559198989328902012-01-27T00:34:00.000-08:002012-01-31T00:08:29.744-08:00My 1st Chinese New Year<div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;">What an adventure for me and my hubby bringing Luther out of KL for the 1st time without any assistance from experience folk(s) a.k.a my mom!!</div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;">Packing clothes for Luther wasn't much of a problem as I love packing with lots of extras 'just-in-case' this and that happens. Anyway, how large can babies clothes be and it fitted all in 1 luggage... really... it's not that big (I meant the luggage). Nonetheless, it's stressful cause I was worried I missed out things. So, I literally packed the whole house....<span style="color: #990000;"> I took the baby bouncer, sterilizer, all his Milk bottles, 1.5 box of formula, a thermos flask and mug, clothes, socks, mittens, hats, Luther's toiletries, 1 full pack of diapers, a few muslin cloth, baby pillow and bolster, bathing tub and a baby carrier.</span> Well, the car can't fit the stroller so we left that out. <b>I KNOW I KNOW...</b> that's almost everything, missing the baby cot and toys! I was worried Luther would feel out of place when he goes to a new environment.</div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;">Anyway, we traveled about 1.5hours down south to my hubby's hometown in Port Dickson (PD). The traffic was surprisingly alright with just a little jam along the Nilai area. Not too bad for a festive holiday. And Luther did great by sleeping all the way from KL to PD. </div><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: xx-small;">Enjoying the beach scenery</span></td></tr>
</tbody></table><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;">Luther was alright with the place... of course being a little excited with the new place, looking around with his big big eyes. Ah Gung and Ah Por were very happy to see him. So, there comes all the carrying and coo-ing and laughing. Then we brought him to the shelter next to the beach to avoid the sun. The breeze was refreshing. Although it turned Luther into this sticky little baby... hahaha..... </div><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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</tbody></table><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">Having our reunion dinner was another exciting one. My hubby was saying,"This is the quietest reunion dinner he ever had!" Why? Because our little prince was sound asleep on his bouncer during dinner time and grandparents don't want to wake him up so we all can sit together to eat. The whole situation was so funny... every one was literally whispering throughout dinner.....</span></div><table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"><tbody>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: xx-small;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">I Love Gung Gung</span></span></td></tr>
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</div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: small;">1st day of Chinese New Year, we were celebrating it at home with the family. On the 2nd day, we traveled further south to Malacca to visit Luther Great Grandmother. I would say the only surviving great grandparent for Luther. She was so happy to see Luther (great grandma is already <u>93 years old</u> with failing vision). Everyone was so happy greeting our superstar. </span></div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: small;"><br />
</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">It was an exciting CNY. We came back to KL on the 3rd day and the traffic was, again, surprisingly ok with slight heavy traffic. Thank GOD.. if not, our little champion would be noisy cause he dislike being in a stagnant vehicle too long.</span></span></div>MoJo Jo-Johttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08171370762378754162noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8283427497232834639.post-2895274510176246522012-01-19T02:32:00.000-08:002012-01-19T02:34:15.057-08:00I am 3 month old already!!<table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"><tbody>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: xx-small;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">I am a big boy now!!</span></span></td></tr>
</tbody></table><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;">I can't believe it... <b style="color: #0b5394;">My baby is already 3 months old!!</b> I still remember giving birth to him just ....... wow!! it's already 3 months....</div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"><br />
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</tbody></table><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;">Taking care of your own baby is really a challenge in a way but it's all worth while. I can still remember the feeling of the 1st month where sleep was almost non existence. Than the next thing I worried was my breast milk supply slowing down. </div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><br />
</div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"> Well, either my milk supply was reducing or Luther's appetite was increasing. I choose his appetite grew! So, I tried taking Fenugreek (which really did increase my supply...a little), drinking Holick, eating cheese cake and eating more meat for the protein.... I am still breastfeeding him till now although not as much as I want to.</div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: xx-small;">Guess what I am eating!</span></td></tr>
</tbody></table><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;">Luther has grown very much physically and psychologically. He is now 'standing' at 60cm tall weighing at about 6.5kg. The last time, he was sleeping most of the time and now, for the last 2 weeks, he started to learn calling out to us by whining (it's really cute!) and when we carry him, he stopped. And after a while, he will start making a kicking gesture expressing that he wants us to start moving (i.e. walking). My baby is now our Chairman with lots of request and demands.</div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"><br />
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</tbody></table><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;">After a long long wait, we finally got to see his voluntary <b style="color: #f1c232;">smilesssss</b>. All we need to do are some simple gestures, funny faces and plastic sound. He will smile just like the usual smiley (i.e. =D). The funniest thing is that Luther still laugh in his sleep, which is funny!</div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><br />
</div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"></div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;">Another new development is that he started to find his fist very appetizing and have it all the time. I started to keep his hands clean so that we don't encounter unnecessary visits to the clinic. We have also brought him out a little more often before I start work to expose Luther to the outside world although I still worry about him getting all the cough and flu going around... so no crowded places as much as possible.</div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><br />
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</tbody></table><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;">Now, I know how parents feel about their little child. You love them so much that you worry at the smallest things sometime. You love them so much that you sometimes hate yourself for not being able to give them the so-called best. But yet I have also learn that, to a baby, they love you no matter what. And the give you all the love and trust in return.</div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="color: blue; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">If only Luther can read, I want to say,<b> "Thank you baby for being in my life. You have brought so much joy and happiness to the whole family. Pa<span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">pa & mommy love you so much."</span></b></span></div>MoJo Jo-Johttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08171370762378754162noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8283427497232834639.post-39214481818616386382012-01-17T18:56:00.000-08:002012-01-17T19:07:46.167-08:00Simple Steps to make Baby Passport (repost)<div style="color: blue; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><span style="color: black;"><b style="color: #990000;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">Now Everyone Can Fly... I mean... Now My Luther Can Fly.... </span></b></span></div><div style="color: blue; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><br />
</div><div style="color: blue; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><span style="color: black;">I know many mommies would love to bring their little one abroad... maybe to visit some relatives or friends. For me, I not only want to visit my relatives, I also love to show off my beautiful baby to the world. Although bringing a baby traveling is not easy (I literally was like bringing my whole baby items with me!!), it is good for the child as this would be 1 way for him will not to be shy or turn to an introvert person in future. Social exposure is always good to bring up a happy, cute and sociable baby!</span></div><div style="color: blue; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><br />
</div><div style="color: blue; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><span style="color: black;">Here are some things you will need to prepare before heading to the immigration office to avoid delay or whatever similar. Babies cannot wait long.. neither can this mommy especially when Luther starts to show his untamed temper. hehehe.... </span><u><b><br />
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</div><div style="color: blue; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><u><b>What u need to prepare before going to the immigration office:</b></u></div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><br />
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<div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">1. RM150 (for baby)<br />
2. 2 latest passport size photos of your baby<br />
3. Your baby's birth cert (original and copy)<br />
4. Parent's IC (original and copy)</div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">5. Application Form completely filled up . </div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><span style="color: purple; font-size: x-small;">*Note: <a href="http://www.imi.gov.my/images/Forms/Form_IM.42.pdf">Malaysia Passport Application Form</a>. Print the downloaded file on both side of an A4 paper or else they wont accept your application form and you need to buy one for RM1 per form.</span></div><span style="color: #bf9000; font-size: xx-small;">(For further reference, you can check out <a href="http://www.imi.gov.my/index.php?option=com_content&view=article&id=47&Itemid=34&lang=en">Malaysia Immigration Official Site</a>)</span><br />
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<div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">1. All documents and payment to be ready and form completely filled</div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">2. Go to the nearest <a href="http://www.imi.gov.my/index.php?option=com_content&view=category&id=116%3Apejabat-imigresen-negeri&Itemid=90&layout=default&lang=en">State Immigration Office</a> <span style="color: purple; font-size: x-small;"> </span></div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><span style="color: purple; font-size: x-small;">*Note: Parent and baby to be present at all time at the Office as the officer will need to see both of you.</span></div><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">3. Average time frame from start to passport collection is 2-3hours (not inclusive of lunch and tea break). Although</span><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"> I think it's a bit risky,</span><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"> but you can take 1/2 day leave to do this. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">I hope these information will help those who are planning to get a passport for their child and travel. </span>MoJo Jo-Johttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08171370762378754162noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8283427497232834639.post-61171080155683694472012-01-11T00:52:00.000-08:002012-01-11T00:52:03.574-08:00Change of Language?<div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">The last time I know, I was learning from the Patricia Dunstan on the 5 basic baby language... the Eh, Neh, Eair, Owh and Heh. It really works 90% of the time. Luther was crying lesser and getting what he wants faster. I don't dare to admit that I attended to him immediately but we did get to know rough what he wants from the 5 words (although some of it sounds similar when he is crying).</span></div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><br />
</span></div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">That was about 1 month ago. Luther is now using only Eh (to burp), Neh (for milk) and Owh (to sleep) and these are also used only occassionally. I don't hear the other 2 already. Instead, he has include some of his new words in differecnt pitches such as Hng, Aiiii, Oh and Uuuu.... He sounds so cute. He is also learning how to 'complain' by showing his frowning face and 'talking'..... I can't believe a 2 months++ baby can do that. </span></div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: xx-small;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">I'm a big boy now!!</span></span></td></tr>
</tbody></table><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"></span></div><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">We are trying to teach him simple sign language but I believe he won't be able to grasp it yet.... but looking at the rate he is progressing, I better start something and who knows!!! Luther may be signing with me in due time.</span></span>MoJo Jo-Johttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08171370762378754162noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8283427497232834639.post-516913724219155812011-12-29T01:44:00.000-08:002011-12-29T01:46:05.578-08:00Hands Free Feeding<div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">Have you heard of <b style="color: purple;">hands free feeding</b>?</span></div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><br />
</span></div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">I, for sure, haven't!! But my baby has shown how it was done.</span></div><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: xx-small;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">Look mommy... hands free style......</span></span></td></tr>
</tbody></table><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">All he did was to suck on the bottle of milk so hard that even without hands, the bottle stayed. Amazing how much energy and strength was needed to drink this bottle of milk.... hahaha.....</span></span>MoJo Jo-Johttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08171370762378754162noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8283427497232834639.post-33620680104916689772011-12-29T01:39:00.000-08:002011-12-29T01:47:40.893-08:00My 1st Christmas<div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">25th December was a day of peace, joy and happiness and that was what it is for me. 2011 Christmas is extra special having able to spend it not only with my loved ones, also with my new addition to the family, my baby boy; Luther.</span></div><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: xx-small;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">2011 Biggest Present fr Mommy & Papa</span></span></td></tr>
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<div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">We had our cook out and had a wonderful Christmas Eve dinner, where I did the Roast Chicken (Turkey was expensive. Can't fit in my small oven anyway...), my hubby did the wedges and frieds, brother did the mash, steam spinach and spaghetti and mom... helped to keep Luther entertained...... </span></div><br />
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<div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">When Christmas arrived, more like early Christmas morning, Luther was wide awake early, as if he knows it's Christmas day and ready to open the presents. However, the presents are only to be opened on Boxing day.... because Luther's poh-poh (grandaunts) were not around they wanted to open the presents all together. So, we all had to look at the presents only. Thank GOD that I already have my biggest present with me this year.... so, I was already smiling. </span></div><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: xx-small;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">All my Christmas presents....</span></span><span style="font-size: xx-small;"><br style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;" /></span></td></tr>
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<div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: xx-small;"> <span style="font-size: small;">On the 26th, everyone was so happy opening the presents. It is always a beautiful sight to see all smiling and happy. </span></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: xx-small;"><span style="font-size: small;"> </span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="color: red; font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">Blessed Christmas and a Prosperous New Year........</span></span></b></div>MoJo Jo-Johttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08171370762378754162noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8283427497232834639.post-21997393938982162602011-12-20T00:51:00.000-08:002011-12-20T00:51:45.191-08:00Adventure at Home Base 2<div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;">Luther is always cared by me assisted by my mom and occasionally my hubby. Things were a bit easier and taking care of him was not much of a trouble. </div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;">Grandma (my mom) needed to attend my cousin's wedding up north for 4 days. This is the start of our little adventure. Taking care of Luther the whole 4 days all on our own without any experience 'professional'. </div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"><br />
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We got home at HB2 at about lunch and everything was going great. We were home getting comfortable and papa got mommy some lunch. Luther got to enjoy the stroller turn rocking cradle in the living room. The night was also good with Luther going to bed and only waking for feeding. </div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"><u><b>Day 2 ( Saturday)</b></u></div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;">Luther woke up feeling a little grumpy but all is good until later that day. He started to be very attached to us. Practically want to be carried all the time. Move a little and he will cry. Hold him in a wrong position, he will also cry. Want to sleep, also cry. Want to eat, also cry. He was a cry baby literally that day. That night was bad too. We were carrying him most of the time to sleep because putting him down on his bed will will start his crying within minutes. We even tried changing hands whenever he cry to get to the right carrying position that will sooth him. </div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"><u><b>Day 3 (Sunday)</b></u></div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;">Luther woke up feeling a little better with mommy and daddy looking almost like zombies. However,as long as Luther is happy (or shall I say happier), we are all good. The day went by as usual and we found out something interesting. We got to 'know' Patricia Dunsten. She who believe that baby have 5 words that describes what they want. (Source: <a href="http://www.dunstanbaby.com/cms/index.php?page=nz-home">http://www.dunstanbaby.com/cms/index.php?page=nz-home</a>). Amazing how it really works 90% of the time. Of course there is the remaining 10% where Luther was blabbing the same word for different purpose.... probably trying to confuse the mommy and papa... We were both experimenting the 5 words and laughing to ourselves. Unfortunately, that doesn't stop Luther from turning us to zombies 1 more time. </div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"><b style="color: blue;">Colic? Maybe.... Perseverance? Definitely.... Rewarding? Absolutely....</b></div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"><u><b>Day 4 (Monday)</b></u></div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"><br />
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</tbody></table><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;">It's the final day of our adventure. Luther slept through the whole morning after his feed and bath. Only active before that and my hubby was playing with him. Luther was definitely feeling all better and playful. How I love the look on my hubby's face and Luther's face when both were playing. It's a memory to keep and only me to enjoy that captured moment. Blissful........ </div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"><br />
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</tbody></table><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;">Luther Grandma came to pick us up in the evening and she misses Luther so much that she carried him from me almost immediately. So sweet......</div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;">Well, mommy and papa made it without any help. We made it taking care of little Luther, although, it was tiring without help of a 'professional' mother... Nonetheless, every baby has their own style and taking care of them required imagination and experience.</div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><b style="color: magenta;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">What an adventure!</span></b></div>MoJo Jo-Johttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08171370762378754162noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8283427497232834639.post-3037184249354657282011-12-08T21:42:00.000-08:002011-12-29T01:48:46.799-08:00From a distance.........<div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"><b style="color: blue;">China</b>. Land of Business Opportunities. Also the most populated state in the world, with over 1.3 mil citizens. The country covers approximately 9.6 million square kilometers (3.7 million square miles). It is the world's second largest country by land area. </div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"><b style="color: blue;">Beijing</b>, also known as Peking, is the capital of China. Most populated area, home to many world renown companies.</div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"><a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/China#cite_note-Ref_b-12"></a></div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;">Luther was 45 days old (abt 2.5months) when my hubby need to go for a business trip to Beijing, China. You can see the reluctance in his face, leaving our precious little baby. However, work is work and we are fine with the help of my mum.<br />
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I thought I will be ok... Of course physically, all is well. But I am missing my hubby so much. And he missing us dearly. So, to reduce the 'missing' feeling, we try at best to chat via gmail as much as we can and I will forward photos of us to him.<br />
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</tbody></table>We need to persevere this as the traveling is going to be quite often until things settled for my hubby. I know we can Skype but my personal laptop died on me and this computer do not have a camera and mic. Anyway, it's a family computer and it's located in the living room of my mum's house.<br />
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Almost everyday, I will take a photo of Luther and sometimes me, so that my hubby can 'see' us and most importantly, to see Luther change daily (if any!)....<br />
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</tbody></table>At least my hubby can enjoy Luther's milestone as well, although, it would be nicer if he is able to experience it live... But for our future, what has to be done, has to be done. As long as we communicate and understand the situation and endure this together, we will make it through.<br />
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</tbody></table><span style="font-size: large;"><b style="color: #cc0000;">I love you papa; my hubby!</b></span><br />
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</div>MoJo Jo-Johttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08171370762378754162noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8283427497232834639.post-91831928708530905872011-12-02T02:04:00.000-08:002011-12-29T01:49:54.600-08:00Back to Home Base No. 2<div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;">Luther has been staying at grandma's place (mommy's mom) since birth and I believe that he has gotten use to the 'smell' around the house. This is Home Base No. 1 (H1).</div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">4 days back, Tuesday, I brought Luther back to our own place; Home Base No. 2 (H2). We were so excited for Luther. So we dressed him up in his very 1st Polo-T. Unfortunately, it didn't last long enough to reach home. He got his little jumper wet and we needed to change him to something else.</span></div><br />
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</tbody></table><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;">Anyway, mom and I stopped by Giant Hypermarket to get some supplies before heading back to H2. Luther was an angel. He enjoyed the grocery shopping session as well... eyes all open wide staring at the many aisles and eventually fell asleep, cozy up in his little stroller....</div><br />
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<div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;">We had fun time at H2, although, the 1st and 2nd nights, Luther stayed awake until about 4am and 3rd night until about 6am. Maybe he is just not use to the new place but during the day, he was wonderful. Old folks believe that baby can sense that it's a different house by just the 'smell', which I can't seem to smell the difference... hehe.... </div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;">Usually, Luther will want someone to pick him up and walk him around in the morning. Only occasionally, he will lay in bed and play by himself for a short period of time. For the 1st time, he managed to stay on his little cushion near the balcony and enjoy the view for over 45minutes... literally enjoying the view.... looking around outside at the sky and the birds. He also got to sleep on his new bed in our room with his new mattress and bedding. <b><span style="color: blue;">So adorable!</span></b></div><br />
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</tbody></table><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;">He seems to know that his papa was going off for a business trip that day. He was pretty quiet and that early morning spent some precious moment; papa and son.... while mommy was fast asleep!! And before we know it, my hubby was leaving for a business trip to Beijing on Thursday. He definitely misses Luther before even he left. Who wouldn't?? Since Luther is unable to speak.... yet, I decided to express for him. So, I got Luther to wear this adorable Baby Gap jumper.</div><br />
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</tbody></table><div style="text-align: justify;"><b style="color: #674ea7;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">We miss you hubby</span>.......</b></div>MoJo Jo-Johttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08171370762378754162noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8283427497232834639.post-91269532058759714102011-11-25T03:17:00.000-08:002011-12-29T01:50:32.209-08:001 month already!!<div style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"><b><span style="font-size: large;">My baby is already 39 days old.........</span></b></div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: small;"><br />
</span></div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: small;">We had a small 'Full Moon' party for Luther last week having him turn 1 month. Amazing how time flies when you don't notice. The 'party was held at my mom's place (Luther's grandma). </span></div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: small;"><br />
</span></div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: small;">The day started off like any other regular day where Luther wakes up and get his feed and bathe and sleep. However, Luther seems to know that today is a special day for him. The day that marks his 1st month in this world..... in our world. He stayed awake from 5pm onwards.</span></div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: small;"><br />
</span></div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: small;">We initially wanted it to be a small gathering with maybe just about 30 - 40 family and friends to celebrate this special day with Luther. We got the caterer to come in with delicious food (not for babies!) and a canopy with simple decoration (just ball<b><span style="color: #cc0000;">o</span><span style="color: #0b5394;">o</span></b>ns).</span></div><br />
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</tbody></table><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">Somehow, the invitees grew to an overwhelming 60+ family and friends. Thank God the food was enough as we catered for about 50 as we knew things like that will happen. Guests started to come in at about 7.30pm and Luther was very much awake to greet them all. </span></span></div><br />
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</tbody></table><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: small;">I was surprise that he didn't sleep, yawn or even cry the whole time. Perhaps he enjoyed being carried around in different arms and being embraced throughout the whole evening. <b style="color: #f1c232;">My little cheeky angel!</b> Finally when my cell member from church wanted to give their blessings and prayers for the new comer, Luther started to whine a little. I guess he must be tired. However, to our surprise, when we started the worshiping session, he stopped and listen.... very much like enjoying the singing and blessings. You can actually see the peacefulness on his face and he eventually stole a quick 10 minutes nap after the session.</span></div><br />
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</tbody></table><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: small;">The carrying around starts again once he woke up.</span></div><br />
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</tbody></table><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">We were very happy to have so many good friends and supportive family members. Having them all at the party was already a blessing to me. The party started to disbanded at about 11pm with me breast feeding Luther before placing him in his cot to sleep. </span></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"></span><b style="color: #3d85c6;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">Mummy and Papa is so proud of you, Luther, for being such a sport!</span></b></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><b style="color: #e06666;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">We love you very much.....</span></b></span></div>MoJo Jo-Johttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08171370762378754162noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8283427497232834639.post-59458151277218831762011-11-17T11:17:00.000-08:002011-11-17T11:17:34.895-08:00Breast vs. Formula<div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">It is always the battle between the topic "breast feeding" or "formula". I can assure you that this <b>WILL</b> be the topic for most new mother and most of the time, you will resolve to tears making a decision.</span></div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><br />
</span></div><div style="color: blue; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><b><span style="font-size: small;">Why do I say so? </span></b></div><div style="color: blue; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"></div><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">Well, I just experience this about 1 week ago. My '<b style="color: #e69138;"><i>Milk Factory</i></b>' was probably going on a temporary strike with reduction in production and my baby Luther was crying (not yet hysterically) for feed. I was moving him from left breast to the right and left again but it seems like Luther is just not getting what he needs..... or rather not enough to fill his growing appetite (because he still managed to sleep for about an hour or so after that!!). <b style="color: #741b47;">I was still very composed!</b> I was still very determine and fed him almost every 1 to 1.5 hour <u>round the clock</u> assuming Luther was just asking for more feed!</span></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">Just about 3 days ago, it got worst. I was pretty much engorged and yet the production was not up to standard (<i>Luther's Standard</i>). Basically, the demand do not meet the supply. Luther at times even resolves in sucking on his own arms/fingers (with mittens on).</span></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">I was literally in tears thinking many things (as what some articles have mentioned):-</span></span><br />
<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"> 1. I am such a bad mother.</span></span><br />
<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">2. How can I have no milk for my own baby!</span></span><br />
<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">3. I want to give breast milk to my baby and I can't! WHY!!!!!!</span></span><br />
<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">4. I MUST give the best to my baby. I MUST give breast milk.</span></span><br />
<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">5. My little baby is starving and I can't even provide the simplest thing... food.</span></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">My hubby was very supportive and he said to me, "Darling, you need to rest and don't think about it. We can always feed him formula and when your supply comes back, we will switch back. And if not, formula isn't that bad! They have all the nutritional benefits. Don't worry!" My own mother was also offering her experiences. She said, "Aiyar, when I had you, I only have milk supply for 1 week. You were given formula after that. You came out good and strong!" I was definitely reluctant to bring formula into Luther's life so soon but I do not have a choice. </span></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">He was sucking ferociously on each breast and yet, getting insufficient milk. He got frustrated and decided to stop sucking and started crying. </span></span><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">He was really crying </span></span><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"> this time</span></span><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">(hysterically!). You can be dead sure it's the sound of 'not enough food' type of cry. I started to panic and do not know what to do next, without thinking of immediately getting the formula (silly me!!), until my hubby insisted and with the assistance of the confinement lady (Aunty Meei Lai) and mom, got a bottle of formula for Luther. </span></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><b style="color: #0b5394;">No need to guess</b>. Luther immediately stop crying and started drinking the formula without hesitation (of course with a little 'complaining' in between sucks!). He was becoming a <b style="color: #38761d;">HAPPY BABY</b> again....</span></span><br />
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</tbody></table><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">Now, we are feeding Luther both; Breast Milk and Formula. How? Switching between them to supplement each other and at the end, the most important thing achieved..... Luther gets the best out of both. I am no longer worried about him not having enough each feed. Just need to watch that he gets enough water in his system.</span></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"> </span></span>MoJo Jo-Johttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08171370762378754162noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8283427497232834639.post-57311907342812154562011-11-11T05:59:00.000-08:002011-11-11T06:03:02.069-08:00Night to Day... Day to Night.<div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;">I was told before hand that baby do turn night to day and day to night during their 1st few months (especially their 1st month). I didn't know it was literally day to night! </div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">Luther was sleeping soundly during the day and as per the book I bought, I didn't let him over-sleep during the day so to allow him to sleep slightly longer during the night. He was very attentive and alert after he woke up. It was an amazing time to see him so alert and smiling (involuntarily though!). </span></div><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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</tbody></table><div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: center;"></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">So, after his last feed of the day at about 11pm, he when to bed as usual. I was thinking that he would only be awake 3 to 4 hours later for his next feed. However, that night was a 'day' for him. He woke up 1 hour later demanding for another feed and just wouldn't sleep. I tried leaving him to play by himself. That only worked for about 10 minutes. </span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
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</tbody></table><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;">Mom assist me by carrying Luther for a while and I tried to take a quick power nap. When I woke up, his eyes was <u>wider and brighter than mine</u>! </div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><br />
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</tbody></table><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;">I was, as usual, getting a bit tired and feeling a bit lost on what to do to lull Luther to sleep. I've tried singing lullaby, hum & even shushing to calm him and hopefully get him to sleep. Mom tried to do the same and no result. Even the confinement lady tried, Luther just kept asking for a suckle on me. I must however agree that that night was a little warm and I guess he must have felt uncomfortable</div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">At last, at about 4am +, Luther began to fall asleep will getting his feed. We didn't even dare to put him back to his cot and left him to sleep by my side. Finally, Luther slept and I got my night sleep for the next 3 hours before his next feed.</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div>MoJo Jo-Johttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08171370762378754162noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8283427497232834639.post-38349837911371652182011-11-09T23:20:00.000-08:002011-11-09T23:20:14.248-08:00The Day I see Yellow...<div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;">We read a lot about baby turning yellow during their 1st month after 2 to 3 days or even 1 weeks after birth.</div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;">Yes, my baby turned <b style="color: yellow;">yellow</b> after 3 days, as said in all books and antenatal class we attended. I was so sure Luther will be alright after a few days because I believe he was having normal Jaundice. Well, normal jaundice usually last for a few days and will be gone.</div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;">On <b>20th October 2011</b>, Luther came in for his morning feed and I took him to the sun for a while before I fed him hoping that the Jaundice was not severe, at least low enough for me to bring him home. The nurse came in an told me that the Bilirubin count was a little high at 289. So, we waited for the Pediatric, Dr Paran to instruct us on the next step. The obvious was to put him to photo therapy and I hit spot-on. Almost immediately, Luther was place under the 24 hours photo therapy. </div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"> </div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;">The following day his Bilirubin count dropped but still on the higher side. It was advised to keep him under the light for another 24 hours. I was literally in tears see him going through this and prayed so hard that it will come down. <b style="color: blue;">MY PRAYER WAS ANSWERED!</b></div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;">Luther was discharged on <b>22nd October 2011</b> with bilirubin count of 133... hooray!!!!</div><br />
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</tbody></table><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;">However, Dr Paran has asked us to come back for another check on <b>25th October</b> to see how the count when. We were devastated that it when back up to 233. Fortunately, Luther was allow to come home with the instruction of sun bathing him every morning between 8 - 11am; 10 minutes front and 10 minutes back. We were very consistent and his second check was on <b>27th October</b>. I went up even higher to 269. We were almost speechless. Dr Paran still allowed Luther to go home with some medication to mature his liver faster to allow it to process the bilirubin and pass it out the body system. Of course, many people was pretty much against it saying that he should go for the photo therapy but I have faith in Dr Paran.</div><br />
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</tbody></table><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">We continue to sun bath Luther and gone back for his 4th check on <b>1st Nov</b>. His Bilirubin count dropped, hovering around 200+. Dr. Paran said that he will stay at this level for a while cause he is being breast fed. As long as it is around 200+, Luther will be fine. And guess what!! Luther has gained weight to 3.6kg from 3.2kg within 17 days. That gave me more confidence that he is alright.</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">We were told to use several other methods that potentially helped to reduce jaundice. I tried and don't know if it's coincidence or real, it worked.</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"> </span></div><div style="color: purple; text-align: justify;"><b><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">1. For me to eat lesser ginger or none at all for a few days.</span></b></div><div style="color: purple; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"> (Chinese 1 month confinement eats a lot of ginger to keep the body warm)</span></div><div style="color: purple; text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="color: purple; text-align: justify;"><b><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">2. Bath Luther in Guiness Stout.</span></b></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><span style="color: purple;"> (not the whole bottle but just about 125ml with normal warm water)</span></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">The day I don't see yellow has arrived. Have not confirmed it with the doctor but from his skin and the white of his eyes, I know it has reduced or even gone. The day I don't see yellow was on <b>7th Nov 2011</b>.</span></div>MoJo Jo-Johttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08171370762378754162noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8283427497232834639.post-15933546681130634022011-11-06T01:06:00.000-07:002011-12-29T01:51:18.201-08:00Start of Luther's Journey<div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">We were hoping for natural birth, in fact, we attempted natural birth. What an experience! I was induced at about 7.30am on 18 October after my bath in the morning hoping that Luther will arrive in the afternoon. I was already 3 cm dilated the evening before (at about 8pm; 17 Oct). </span></div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><br />
</div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">My hubby and I were hearing other babies being wheeled across our room to the nursery for other checks after delivery and I have not feel any contraction at my end. You can hear the nurses running up and down the corridor rushing from one labor room to another to assist on the other patient's delivery and here I am (with my hubby), still waiting for a slight contraction. NOTHING......</span></div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><br />
</span></div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">Nothing until about 12pm when my contraction started. It was rather mild and not as I expected. Seriously, just like the regular menstruating cramps. Movies do exaggerate the pain!! Not until about 3.30pm when I started to have the massive attack! I was than dilated at about 7-8 cm. The nurses were asking me not to push yet as I am not fully dilated, but, the usual, you just have the urge. When I was about 9-9.5 cm dilated, the nurse asked me start pushing and the cervix will eventually dilate to full 10 cm. Until about 45 minutes - 1 hour, I was breathless and no sign of the baby even passing the fully dilated cervix. </span></div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><br />
</span></div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">Dr Paul Tay (my Gynecologist) came and thought of doing a vacuum assistant. Unfortunately, my bladder was already swelling and Dr Paul was recommending for an emergency caesarian. My hubby already decided for a caesarian 1/2 hour ago after seeing my in labor... way before any recommendation!</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;"></span></div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"> </span></div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">So, finally, at about 5pm, I was wheeled into the operating theater for my caesarian. Boy, was I EXTREMELY tired. I can't even open my eyes. My hubby was with me all the way. When Luther was brought out of me, I was relieve, especially when I hear his 1st cry and when I gave him my (really really) quick kiss on the cheek before he was brought to the nursery.</span></div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"></div><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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</tbody></table><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">Luther Wo is born on 18 October 2011 at 5.55pm in Assunta Hospital, PJ.</span></div>MoJo Jo-Johttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08171370762378754162noreply@blogger.com5