Sleep Through

I've been on the best behaviour, learning to sleep through the night, and I did it! See my schedule:

Sun: 9:30pm to 7am

Mon: 9 pm to 4 am

Tues: 9 pm to 7 am

Wed: 8:30 pm to 6 am

Thur: 8:30pm to 7 am

Mummy's so thankful for these days. She wonders if this is really the end of those disrupted nights? Mummy does hope so. It seemed like a long journey to be always waking up for me, and you never know when it'll ends until it happens. I think there isn't much one can do to get babies sleep through the night. Waiting seems like the only way out... haha.

Daddy is in camp

Miracle happened on Sunday, I slept through the night! Sounds like 'chey', but to a Mummy who has been tirelessly waking up to babies call, it's light after a tunnel. She couldn't believe me, she woke up to check on me and even sought affirmation from Daddy the next morning. Indeed, I slept through that night. Mummy's crossing her fingers for more such nights and hopefully I won't have to wake up for midnight snacks as days go by. I'm 8 months young today, I should be big enough to sleep on my own and sleep through.

I have to be good this week, it's one woman's show for mummy. Daddy is in camp for reservist, he leaves home before the sky breaks and comes home after dark. Which means leaving and coming home when I'm asleep. Daddy wonders if I'll still remember him after a week. Haha. I dislike the army for occuppying my daddy. But, thank God for grandparents and jiu jiu, they send me to and fro school on behalf of daddy. Mummy wouldn't have to walk the long distance to send and pick me.

It's one manpower down when daddy is not around, mummy has to prepare my dinner, shower me, walk the dog and get me to sleep after her long work day. After which, she gets some time to her own and finally head for bed. What a typical Mum's day. No wonder, mummies capacity is so elastic, always stretched without snapping. Of course, Daddy has always been of great assistant to us at home too!

Daddy daddy, We need more of you... I miss playing and laughing with you.

See what I meant by 'Play with Daddy'

My little weekend

It's the end of the mini long weekend. At least, I think I had a fruitful weekend. Mum did some shopping and feasted on some good food. It's been a while since she shopped.

Oh, we visited the 'Hello Kitty' Lab at expo too. Frankly, it's mainly for kids, not a place for the adults, it's quite nothing at that place. We went from station to station for some simple games and considered complete when we've visited all stations. In fact, it's nothing fantastic... sympathize those who had to pay to get in, thank God our entrance came free, and so are babies'. We had quite a long wait at the entrance before getting started on the 'tour'. Mum was worried that I'll get too cranky from the long wait, but I took it well. When we were in, I quietly enjoyed the 'tour', and made no noise.

Photo taking was not allowed in the place, but we took some discretely. Opps! Just wanted to store some memory.

A quick snap with mummy

Mini game time

Sleeping with my hello kittty card...

Long Weekend for us

Hurray to the long weeked, the ever wonderful break from work (for mum and dad). And school is closed for me till next tues, an even longer break for me. Hee hee. The teachers are taking a break on mon, Grandma has kindly volunteered to care for me that day. Saved a day leave for dad and mum.

Hmm, but what should we do over the week. Sometimes, we think that we're always chasing time. Now that time seemed to have slowed down over the long weekend, we're out of ideas on what to do. Maybe we can go to the 'hello kitty lab' at expo, Big jiu jiu gave us a pair of tickets. Not sure how it is gonna be like, I'll share more after the visit. Oh, will there be long long queue? The Singapore hello kitty queue. Haha. No, this isn't macdonalds.

Okok, I shall get ready after lunch, but know what... Daddy is still in bed! Why is mum always the last to sleep and the first to rise? Haiz. Mums are really the greatest!

My new bed

I've got a new bed! Hmm, not so new, about a month ago. However, it's lightly used. Mum and Dad still love sleeping with me. They can't sleep without me on their even more comfy bed! I'm so irresistible. Haha.

Now that I've started to crawl, Mummy decided to buy a bed that's of the floor level. Such that, falls and anxieties can be avoided. When they're out in the living room during my sleeps, they wouldn't have to worry about me rolling off their high bed.

This seemed like a good investment, I can sleep in there for quite some years, there's ample space for my growth. It's so spacious and comfy!

I looked so mini sized with my new bed

I love play!

I've brisked through the first week of school. In fact, I don't really go to school, it's play that I'm going for every weekday morning. At my tender age, it's only best to learn through play. It's the most effective form of learning for children below 4 years, I'm inclusive of course. So Mummy, more toys please!

Well, I think I've been enjoying my play sessions so far. Other than crying on the first day of school, I've been smiling since. My school fees don't come cheap, I had better make the best out of the school's care and facilities. The cheaper infant cares were either far away from home or has a very long waiting list. Search was tough. In any case, Mum and Dad are happy to settle me here. Mummy didn't think preschool was important until recently.

Everyday, Mum and Dad are excited to pick me home. They get impatient when car gets stuck in the jam or when they are caught in the red light. Just like me, I can't wait to see them at the school's door.

Day 3

On my way to school... with my baggy

We've arrived!

We're going in...

Day 4

Being carried out to mum and dad...

Time to go home...

We missed each other after a long day...


My shoe rack is ready, but I've no shoes!!!

The board that updates on HFMD cases... virus free please!

Yes! Yes! I like going to school for play.

First day at Infant Care

It's my first day at School! I work up slightly later than before today. Grandma joked that I must have did it dilebrately knowing it's my first school day. Mum couldn't wait, she gently woke me up by changing my diapers. It was a rush morning, but thank God we had my bag packed the previous night. I had my diapers and clothes changed, drank some milk and headed to school. Even my appetite for milk this morning dropped, maybe I could sense some seperation from this familiar home. No mood...

We arrived school, a petite and friendly 'teacher' welcomed us. We went through some feeding schedule and administrative process. Mummy told 'teacher' to call her if I cried badly. Mum and Dad had never intended to introduce me gradually to school until Auntie M advised them to begin from a few hours to a full day care in a week. Well, they must have had great confidence in me!

When it was time to part, guess who cried? It's mummy!!! She walked out the school with tears in her eyes. She couldn't believe her baby is going to spend a full day at a whole new environment. What an immediate change.

Then at 11 plus in the morning, the school called mummy. When the caller said, "Hi, this is calling from pat's schoolhouse...." Mummy's heart stopped a beat, she thought it must be time to bring me home because of bad crying. It was however, a call to notify parents of HFMD cases in the school. There was a confirmed case last Friday, but I wasn't around yet. Hopefully, the school is still safe for fun and play. Mummy took the opportunity to asked if I cried and what I was doing. The nurse who called said that I cried a little after bath and was taking my nap during their conversation call.

Mummy was at work, but her heart wasn't. She couldn't wait for the day to end before seeing me again. Every moment at work had images of my face crying in her mind, it was a helpless feel. Then after lunch, she decided that she needed to leave work a little earlier for me. She took some time off, got a cab and headed to school at 3.30pm.

Upon arriving, it was raining, it was impossible for us to walk home, mummy got the cabby to wait for her. She ran to the door, pressed the bell for my 'teacher' and said she's here for Jazzelle. She requested to peep at what I was doing. Mummy ran up to the infant's room, searched for my face, and spotted me. I was slightly away from where the rest of the babies were, some were in for story time, but I was focused on a little toy I was playing with. It was a sign of relief for Mummy, she's comforted and assured that I've enjoyed my new found place.

'Teacher' packed my bag and went through my schedule with Mummy, before carrying me out to her. As I was carried past the babies, they waved goodbye to me, I spotted myself trying to wave goodbye too. It was another comforting moment for mummy, she saw me trying to wave goodbye to my playmates. I'm sure I'll learn something out of school's everyday play. This had changed mummy's mind Totally. Life at infant care isn't as bad as she thought.

Hmm, but getting sick frequently will be an unvoidable problem. This will be another issue they'll have to tackle. For now, I'll just enjoy my play at school.