3 weeks old!

Baby Caleb is 3 weeks old today.

Just 3 weeks ago, he was still giving me a hard time in the labour ward. Time flew past rather quickly. Now he’s put on a bit more weight and getting chubbier everywhere, especially his cheeks. He looks more like Leland now haha! Indirectly saying Caleb resembles his dad cos they are both fat.

This boy has been pretty cranky the past week ever since he got a scare from my mum for shouting too loudly being over-excited seeing Caleb on her weekly visit. Ok Mummy, you gotta chill. Your grandson cranky means no one can rest at all.

At least I’m still on my confinement and the aunty is still around to help, I still can get ample rest and shun some mummy duties and pretend I didn’t hear Caleb’s cryings.

Motherhood is really awesome. Everyone tells me that and I believe it now.

Other than his crankiness, a whole load of dirty diapers and cleaning his ass, constant feedings every 1 to 2 hours (growth spurt!), sore tits from both latching and pumping, restless days and nights, constant cracking of brain to soothe a crying baby, constantly feeling hot since no fans allowed during confinement, dirty hair, ugly nursing wear and strict diet, motherhood is just awesome. Seeing him wide awake and smiling at me just makes me forget all the exhaustion and ‘pain’ I go through for this little guy.




Hello, Caleb!

My little Redbean was born 26 Aug 2016 in the afternoon after a long and arduous labour of 30 hours! I deserve a huge round of applause!

Born 2 days shy from his EDD, Redbean finally was willing to come out after torturing me for 38 hours in the delivery ward.

The story goes like this.

Long and heavy post ahead!

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Being Pregnant – Making a Choice

Had our week 39 checkup yesterday. I was dilated 2cm and Dr Goh further stretched my cervix a lil to allow labour to kick in soon. I wouldn’t want to go beyond 40 weeks because Redbean is getting quite big now. About 3.1kg yesterday, plus minus 10%! He could be 2.8 to 3.4kg in actual size but Dr Goh assured me he can’t be 3.4kg based on my tummy size.

Dr Goh: You can consider inducing already.

Me: Huh really ah?

Dr Goh: Baby’s a good weight. It’s favourable to induce.

Me: *turns to Leland* How??

Leland: Why you ask me? It’s up to you. You want to induce?

Dr Goh: If you choose to induce, you can admit tonight at midnight then we will insert the pill and monitor. Then I’ll see you tomorrow morning to see if you’re ready.

Me: What are the chances of successful induction? Cos I thought if fail twice, will need to do c-sect.

Dr Goh: The maximum tries for induction can go up to 4 times but I doubt you will go past 2.

Me: *turns to Leland again* HOW? Shall we induce?

Leland: See you lor.

Dr Goh: I can prepare the letter for you, you can go back and think about it.

Me: So if we don’t want to induce, we don’t have to go hospital tonight.

Dr Goh: Yes, then you let us know you choose to wait.

Me: Hmmm ok let’s just do it then.

Dr Goh: Ok I’ll prepare the letter for you, just bring it to the hospital later when you admit.

The minute we stood up, I had mixed feelings and doubts already. What choice should I have made? It was definitely out of impulse. Right, right??

While waiting for the bill, we were discussing the pros and cons and whether it was necessary to bring Redbean out earlier than expected. I was just 1 week away from my EDD. It wasn’t that early. Plus I was getting really tired and anxious of waiting for the water bag to break.

Leland didn’t seem to keen on inducing since there weren’t any medical issues. He could stay inside til he’s ready. I was torn. I wanted to see him but yet I was afraid of the complications during labour since Redbean would be even bigger as days go. I was also worried my choice would result in unnecessary opinions and comments from others.

Leland had to get back to work so he dropped me off. I broke down the moment I reached home. I was alone with Casper. He saw me cry and left me alone. I didn’t have the mood to even greet him.

While crying and texting Leland, I impulsively thought we should wait for him to come when he’s ready since Leland wasn’t too supportive about induction. So I called the clinic and informed them we wouldn’t be admitting in at midnight.

I then cried for a whole hour until Leland came home with dinner. I broke down again after dinner while gorging down his birthday tiramisu cake. I really was afraid of my choice. Before Redbean is born, I already feel like I’m a bad mother. Just because of the choice I made. Was I right? Was I incredibly wrong? I had no idea.

But since we already decided, I shall throw away all negativity and wished that nature has its way of dealing with my child.

Redbean, we will be ready for your arrival, whenever you’re ready.

Being Pregnant – Signs of Labour

Holy cow! Ever since Dr Goh told me I was 1.5cm dilated on Monday, I was somewhat in an anxious mode, kept anticipating my water bag breaking and feeling the water dripping/trickling/gushing out from below. Though she did mention dilation can be slow, from days to weeks.

After that visit, I kept looking out for more signs of labour.

My mucus plug dislodged today! With a slight brown tinge, mixed with some blood.

Nobody panics. It’s pretty normal. Some other mummies dropped their mucus plug weeks before labour. But since I’m already so near my EDD, I should be expecting labour to happen within these few days.

Another sign that hinted me was I had looser bowel movements the past 2 days.

I also felt baby drop some time in Week 36 or 37, so I’m less breathless nowadays.

I can hardly get up from bed these days as well, no matter how much I want to. I wanna make full use of my time awake to do more before I deliver. But I find myself snoozing til 10am everyday now. Weekends, beyond 12pm.

These ARE signs of labour!

Let’s see if Redbean decides to come on his Daddy’s birthday, which is tomorrow.

Casper, my stranger, my angel

Ever since I got pregnant, I have been trying to introduce this new change in me to Casper to prepare him for a new additional to the family. Because he’s probably gonna lose his baby status at home very soon, I figured it would be good to preempt him, whether he understood or not.

Apparently, he is well aware of this and probably is angry about it.

He ignores me. In fact, he has been ignoring me ever since we moved to Punggol. Pretty much the same time we found out we’re pregnant. He would whine every single time Leland goes out without us, maybe just to get lunch, or to throw the garbage, or just to sweep the corridor outside our unit.

Every single time Leland is out of Casper’s sight, he whines. Even within the house, when I’m in the room and I lure Casper in since I’ve already turned on the aircon, he would just sit at the door and wait for his daddy to come in.

He ignores my commands. He ignores me calling his name. He avoids eye contact. He does the opposite of what I tell him to do.

I’m literally invisible to him.

I would try to carry him and put him near my tummy to tell him “Didi (younger brother) is inside, he’s coming out soon so you must be nice to him ok? Must sayang (love) Didi ok?”

He would either struggle to get off my tummy or give a completely unconcerned expression. “Damn you Mummy. I should be your ONLY baby!”

Damn. This boy’s got attitude.

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