The One About Inori

Hehehe, identical pictures of my little chubby boy:

He’s 6 weeks old now and weighs a whopping 5.2kg! He’s also wearing CRAWLER sized diapers now.

I have powerful milk!!!!!! (Either that or I’m too fat myself… )

On another note, a few nights ago, Nad and I were enjoying a movie and Sunshine was being a very good girl, playing by herself quietly behind us.

When the movie was over and Nad collected her to go to bed, I turned around and saw this:

*VOLCANO ERUPTS EXPLODES*

Never trust a quiet toddler!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

I sold them to a gypsy passing through town and am going to elope with my dogs and cat and 10 boxes of yarn stash.

NOT!

Well….. needless to say, I’ve been busy with them. It’s not easy having 2 kids under the age of 2. *sigh*

I wish I didn’t have to say this but Chubbs is a little more challenging to care for than Sunshine was.

He cries a lot. A lot. Like this morning, he woke at 8am and cried all the way till 3pm! That’s 7 hours of crying with only some 5 minute breaks in between!

I’ve burped him, rubbed nutmeg oil on his tummy, changed diapers, fed him countless times, rocked him, talked to him, gave him gripe water, swaddled him, but nothing seemed to work! He would cry and sometimes his cries would escalate. Sigh.

He finally went to sleep at 3pm. Only to wake 45 minutes later crying AGAIN.

As I was feeding Sunshine, Nad went into the room instead. When I was done, I went in and saw this:

Awww… so sweet………

My good friends Alison and Debra have given me tips and advice on how to breastfeed (as my let down is very fast and may be causing him to take in more wind and choking on the milk) as well as how to settle him and find out what is bothering him (ie, is it pain or separation anxiety etc)….I’m following their advice and hopefully Chubbs will be a happier baby.

Sunshine has been a relatively good girl with exceptions of being rebellious at times. She’s at that age, ALREADY!

And she’s got her first admirer from church.

They are SOOOO CUTE together… he followed her all around church!

Ok, wish I could write more… But life with 2 kids? Tough.

Strong winds in town this week!

Yesterday, I went out to the backyard to retrieve our laundry from the line – which I had to rewash since it was drenched in the rain!! – and the winds were sooooo strong that it almost blew the clothes OUT FROM THE BASKET! We even had maple leaves blown into our yard… I don’t even see maple trees around my area. Hahaha.

When I came back in, I noticed the lights were dimmed. I tried a few other lights and they were dim too. The fridge light was also dimmed.

I tried to turn the computer on but there was only enough power to run the fan but not enough to actually run the system.

Pooh. I sat in semi-brightness (there was a storm, so not much light was streaming in through the windows) and knit while Sunshine went about playing with her toys. So many ambulances passed our way or were in our area that I managed to teach Sunshine a new word; Ambulance… “pee puu pee puu pee puu!”.

Lucky there was enough power to heat Sunshine’s lunch up. But wasn’t enough to cook a meal for myself so I called Nad and asked him to buy some food back for me.

I called the power company and the automated message said that there was a fault in my suburb and power would be restored at 4pm.

Nad came home at around 4pm and still no power! Another call to the company and they said it would be restored at 6.30pm. -______-

Nad decided to stay home instead of going for his night class. So sweet of him. I wouldn’t be able to handle two young kids in the dark! It gets dark about 5pm nowadays… and with the storm, it was pitch black at 5.30pm!

We got ready to leave the house at 6.30pm for dinner. Still no power. I called the line again and was told power would be restored at 9pm. ARGH.

We got dressed using light from a torch. Sunshine was in 4 layers of clothes and Chubbs had on his wondersuit, a woolen jacket and 2 blankets wrapped around him and he wore the red beanie that Salihan knitted for him.

And we adults? Nad wore only two layers of SHORT sleeved shirts and I wore a jacket over my t-shirt. Maybe we have more blubber to keep ourselves warm? Aww who am I kidding… Nad doesn’t have blubber. Only I do.

We left some lights on (although there was no light) and went for dinner. After dinner we did some grocery shopping (was late-night shopping day yesterday in the suburbs) and stayed out till after 9pm on purpose.

While driving home, I was praying that we’d see the lights on in our home. Thank God!!!! Lights were on!!!!!

I’ve never been so happy to switch on lights before. Hahahahhaa. Makes me appreciate having electricity all the more. If I had no kids (or if the kids were older), I probably wouldn’t be so worried. But with kids so young, it really is inconvenient and troublesome!

Sigh. Are we spoilt?

I just came across this news article on Yahoo and decided to share it with you.

UK woman, 66, defends right to have kids.

A 66-year-old pregnant British woman has defended her right to have a baby at her age.

Elizabeth Adeney, who is believed to be around eight months pregnant after undergoing fertility treatment, is expected to become Britain’s oldest mother when she gives birth.

The divorcee has told reporters that her pregnancy is her own business.

“I don’t have to defend what I have done. It’s between me and my baby and no one else,” she told the Sunday Mirror newspaper.

“It’s a very private thing and I don’t expect anyone else to understand it.

“It doesn’t interest me that I’m going to be the oldest mum in the country.

“It’s not my physical age that is important; it’s how I feel inside. Some days, I feel 39. Others, I feel 56.’

Ms Adeney, of Lidgate, Suffolk, runs a plastic fastenings factory.

A friend told the Daily Mirror that she unsuccessfully tried to have a baby five years ago.

The UK’s oldest known mother was 62 when she gave birth in 2006.

The oldest mother in the world is believed to be an Indian woman who gave birth at the age of 70 in 2008.

What is the problem with having kids at 66 years old and why is the media so interested in other peoples’ lives?

And the article is wrong – the oldest woman to have a kid is Sarah – Abraham’s wife who had a kid at 90 or 91 years old – Genesis 17:17.

Pfft. Let her have her baby and leave her alone!

….or so I thought I did.

I woke up yesterday with aching inner thighs and a very painful left boob. My entire body was aching too.

I thought nothing of it and we went out for Dim Sum lunch with my God-mum. Then we went shopping and I had a hair cut. I wasn’t feeling well the entire time but since we were already out, I beared with it.

When we were at the bank, my mum thought hard on why I had inner thigh muscle pains. She finally remembered that I:

I also did tons of work in one morning. It’s noon now and I’ve already:

- did 2 loads of laundry

- change bedsheets

- picked up all the dog poop in the backyard (Which is, like, a lot.)

Uh huh. That’s why. I had been squatting in our backyard picking up the mountain of dog poop.

At least we solved one mystery.

When we got home, I tested my temperature and it was a freaking 38.8 degrees Celsius!

Nad blamed it on me working too hard and doing too much at once too soon. Mum blamed it on me going out to the backyard with only a towel round my body to catch Kelly – I didn’t close the back door properly and Kelly ran out. Mum saw and shouted that the cat is outside while I was in the shower and so I rushed out in the cold, dripping wet.

Basically, they blame me for my downfall. That I brought it upon myself.

HOWEVER, today I did some research online and found out that I’m having mastitis / blocked milk ducts.

My left boob feels very sore and tender and high fever is usually accompanied with such cases.

I’ve also found out that it’s caused by Chubbs not attaching properly and therefore not draining the boob effectively, which leads to a clogged duct and to mastitis.

He attaches well on my right boob though. It’s just the left one that he’s always had problems with since birth.

Ah well.. who knew something as mundane as not attaching properly could turn into something so ugly?

My mum is going home on Thursday. I better get well by then! Will be seeing the doctor tomorrow if I still have a fever in the morning.

I hate this fever (which is 39 degrees the last I checked). I hate being sick when I have kids to look after. I better get well soon.