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Project Take Care

If you’ve been around Raffles Place area last week, you might have seen the Philips’ Take Care installation. It’s part of The ‘+’ Project initiative by Philips that encourages people to improve their health and well-being.

Together with the artists of the Organisation of Illustrators Council, they came up with 7 really cute magnet designs that featured different themes to be given out to passers-by. The 3 I really liked were the Taking Care of Work Life BalanceTaking Care of Eyes and Taking Care of Young Children ones.

Because your views matter most, they have designed a survey to find out what are the key areas affecting Singaporeans’ health and well-being. It’s a quick 5-minute survey (maybe 2 if you’ve got lightning fingers) where you get to vote for your favorite initiatives. The initiative with the most votes gets funded by Philips and you also get a chance to win $10,000 in prizes.

I’ve voted for mine (Healthier School, Brighter Kids – no surprise there) and I’m really looking forward to seeing it happen.

Go check it out here.

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Babysitting tag team

Watching the kids interact is one of the warmest and fuzziest parts of being a parent. Ok, maybe not the kind of interaction where they’re clawing each other’s eyes out. I mean the other kind, where nobody’s screaming or bleeding or mortally wounded.

Truett and Kirsten are already pretty tight. They’ve been each other’s person the past 3 years, having spent almost every waking moment together. They get each other’s jokes, are crazy over the same shows, play toys together, watch out for each other and generally enjoy the other person’s company.

I put them at about 78% chummy, 17% you’re-mildly-annoying and 5% apocalyptic-showdown.

It was interesting to see how their dynamics with Finn would be like.

From their interaction so far, Truett is affectionate, but in a quiet, no frills sort of way. He absolutely has to hug and kiss Finn before he leaves for school every morning. Sometimes, he forgets his goodbye kiss when he leaves the house and he’ll have to run back to do it. He does get bored with the baby quite quickly but every time he hugs Finn, he’ll close his eyes and look so blissful it makes me want to cry.

Kirsten, on the other hand, is really relishing her new status as a big sister. She fusses over her baby brother. A lot. She babytalks him, takes toys for him, squashes his head in her arms and is all “I’M GOING TO LOVE YOU WHETHER YOU LIKE IT OR NOT!”

I figured that I should milk the attention and make the most of it while it lasts. So the other day, she got her first babysitting assignment while I attempted to have a quick breakfast.

Kirsten: Hey baby Finn…Look! jie jie is here.

Finn: Eh…eh…eh…reowwwww

Kirsten: It’s ok, it’s ok. *pats him on the head*

Finn: Reowww…REOWWWWWW

Kirsten: Are you crying? You want jie jie is it?

Finn: ERHHHH…REOWW…REOWWWWWW!!

Kirsten: You see, jie jie is here, no need to cry.

Finn: ERHHHH…REOWW…REOWWWWWW…REOWWWWWWWWW!!

Kirsten: Um, guys?? I need some help here…

Me: Hang in there, mommy’s just going to finish up my coffee.

Kirsten: Ah never mind, I think maybe he wants kor kor, I will go call him.

Me: Sure, you guys sort it out, I’m going to have a croissant as well then.

*They didn’t actually sort it out and I didn’t get to have my croissant but I did manage to have a cup of coffee so I’d say it was a decent first attempt. They’re going to need some practice. 

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Today, I’m happy

Finn’s been sick again, this time with a stomach bug and all the usual symptoms. Projectile vomiting, diarrhea (of the particularly explosive variety), bloatedness, gas, the whole works.

Twice, he pooped all over my shirt. Once, he vomited into my shirt while I tried to burp him on my chest. It’s like he got all upset with the milk and was aiming it back at my boobs to make a point. Like “here, take it back, this milk isn’t working for me, mom.”

That’s alright though. It’s just vomit.

The really tough part is the stomach discomfort. He would clench his little fists and scream like he was in pain. I tried carrying him and nursing him and distracting him but he’d just cry and cry until he got tired and fell asleep in my arms. Once I put him down, the cycle would start again. This intense exhaustion, it’s like the parenting equivalent of waterboarding and it gets to you. A few days in, I got frustrated with all the screaming and immediately I’d be frustrated at myself for being frustrated at him because he’s just a baby who’s in pain.

But you know what helps?

Looking at this.

Well, not exactly in a basket but looking at him as he’s in my arms and knowing that the worst of it passes after a while. He won’t be this tiny forever. Tomorrow, he’ll wake up and be a little bigger, and then even bigger the morning after that. Soon enough, he won’t want me to hold him when he’s got a stomach flu.

Today, my baby needs me so I’m going to dig deep and activate the crazy mommy part of my brain that’s actually happy to do it.

Sleep can wait a couple more days. Or months.