2 Months it Is for Eskimo Boy

Dear Aidan,

You're 2 months old. And Mama just turned 70!

(Just kidding.)

But at the rate you're experiencing colic, acid reflux and a very real difficulty in napping, Mama will soon be dead. (Kidding a little less, now.)

Ack! My hands! Gone!

You're still waking up at 11 pm, 2 am, 4.30 am and 7 am for your milk. And because you're usually too sleepy to drink continuously, Papa and Mama have resorted to undressing you and putting a bag of frozen peas to your face to wake you up.

While it can be awfully lonely sometimes to wake up a few times in the night with only deadly sombre silence for company, I'm just so glad I can be there for you. I'm so glad that I can provide for you.




Papa tries very hard to support Mama, too. But one day, he'll tell you about that one incident where he jumped out of bed upon hearing your banshee's cry at 2 am.  Only to switch off the baby monitor so he could go back to sleep and snore...which he did.

See, I do smiles too

I'll say also that burping you after a feed is nearly impossible. I don't think you appreciate being slapped on the back. Or bent forward. After all, your neck is still jello. And it must suck being so helpless. But all my weariness and uncertainty melt away when I see your smile. That's right, this is the month you gave us your first smile!

Ah, I kinda like being naked

Anyway, we are fortunate to have Aunty Lilian, the confinement lady, agree to stay on another month to help Mama. Aunty Lilian cooks really well. In fact, I suspect Papa agreed for her to continue so he could have more of her cooking. She's also good with changing your nappies, showering you and teaching Mama how to do both.  When you grow up, you must call her and thank her for looking after you so well.




You had a fever scare in your 6th week, actually. It's funny how first-time parents can sometimes panic at the slightest change of whatever. It turned out that you were just warm from swaddling. But Mama doesn't regret rushing off to the hospital to have you checked out. Yeah, paranoid android is my middle name.

On the 19th of April, we took you out on your first outing when we visited the Church of the Assumption for your baptism! All the important members of your extended family came for it. Well, except for Uncle Khin (Mama's brother), his wife, Aunty Swee-Lin and cousin Dillon, anyway. They live in Singapore, you see.

Zzzz...what's going on, Mama?

Ok, so that's what Grandpa and Grandma look like

But I've already had my hair washed!

(L-R) Uncle Victor, Grandpa, Amachee, Poh-Poh, Kung-Kung,
Mama, Papa...and Grandma! It's like a Mensa test!

Oh hi Uncle Brian...Aunty Angeline....yawn

You slept throughout the entire solemnisation, of course. But just so you know what you missed: it was a beautiful, tender and meaningful event. From the lighting of your little candle, to the anointing of oil by Father Phillips, to the baptism by the font. It left Papa and Mama feeling secured in the knowledge that you'd be in safe hands, always.

After it ended, the entire family went for brunch at D'Canter in Damansara Heights. One day, you'll know where this is. But you'll still need to ask for permission before ordering the stiff drinks.

Just saying!