First No Baby Trip

The Husband and I have just returned from our first holiday without Marc...Marc did cry when we left the house and I insist that its because he knew we were leaving him but the Husband thinks he just wanted to sleep. Doesn't matter, let me indulge in my fantasy. Marc was so happy with his grandparents, I don't think he even realised we were gone! All I heard was that he jumped around all day and ate a lot, pooed a lot and played again. Friends tell me that I should be grateful he's not clingy, but tell that to an insecure working mum and its cold comfort...

We were gone for a total of 3 days 2 nights to Bangkok - shopped till our feet ached, ate lots of sharks fin in hot pot and had a great spa massage. Was a good trip and probably the maximum time I could endure being away from Marc. We had such a bad experience with Tiger airways however and swore we would never fly Tiger again. Just comparing how they conduct their affairs, we've concluded they really cut corners. Whilst every other budget airline boarded and departed on time, ours was delayed, without even a notice as to how long the delay was. Thankfully it was only 2 hours, we've heard stories of overnight delays.

Marc is still crawling backwards, but he's able to stand with support, jump continously and just today - push himself from a crawling position to sitting with support on his arms. We'll have to drop the cot one level down again. He's still exhibiting very boyish traits. Not sentimental or clingy, loves to play, is very rough when he plays, eats like a pig, shouts loudly...we were out at a Chinese restaurant recently and Marc flirted with a pretty waitress. Not that he was in a good mood, he was actually fussing away but he managed to put on his sweetest smile when she came round to play with him.

We're slowly building up his culinary repetoire. He's tried carrot, pumpkin, avocado, yoghurt, sweet potato, zucchini, brown rice cereal, apples, bananas and pears. He likes them all but his favourite are the items that are sweet. I'm thankful for a very efficient helper who loves Marc to bits, so I know he's in good hands.

Carrot Face

Yes - he is every bit as greedy as he looks! He LOVES his food, especially pumpkin and sweet potato.

Busy week for me leading up to Easter. Going away for a couple weekend with the Husband for 3 days 2 nights. He's convinced I will miss Marc so much that I'll cry all the way to the airport. I denied it all the way and said I will be fine. I'm not so sure now....!!!

The 6 month mark for Marc!

You are 6 months old tomorrow Bubbles! I've decided to write a blog entry addressed just to you - my baby who won't be a baby much longer. I got the idea from a friend of Aunty Daphne who also has a baby blog. I was inspired to finally write when I read about a Mum who chose not to abort her foetus despite having breast cancer and carried her baby to full term, only to pass away 3 months after her baby was born despite intensive chemotherapy. It made me think about what I would want to say to you after I've left this world. And I realise there's lots....but God willing, Mummy will still have lots of time left to be with you. Yet each day of life is a gift from God - if today were my last I would want to leave with no regrets.

With each month that passes you are growing and learning more. The past month saw you eating solids. And after you figured out how to swallow, you can't eat fast enough! Daddy knew for certain that you were my child after an incident on Sunday. Ah Gong and Ah Mah put on a Baby Einstein DVD for you to watch. You were so engrossed until it came to a portion which showed a baby eating cereal. You started hyperventilating and yelling till you were fed your cereal. That's the same reaction Mummy has watching Japan Hour!!! You have the genes to become a true foodie my son! Keep it up! So far you've tried carrots, avocadoes and pumpkin along with plain rice cereal - and you like them all!

You've also started to become very demanding. You yell to be carried, to be fed, to be shifted and to be entertained. Daddy and Mummy love you very much, which is why we have to train and discipline you when you are out of line. This hurts us very much, yet it will be much worse if we didn't do anything about it. So we let you yell till you realise it doesn't get you things. Unfortunately not everyone is very consistent in this approach, I'm guilty of this myself. I'm worried you'll grow up to be a spoilt brat.

Your strength grows with each day. You've started INJURING your parents. Yes Daddy was boxed in the eye by you the other day and thought how embarassing it would be if he had to go see a doctor and explain to them he got beaten up by his 6 month old baby. You've scratched Mummy countless times and I'm short of being covered in bruises. We're convinced you can be a really good rugby player next time! Where did you get your strong genes from?

And we know you like taking pictures - we didn't realise how much till recently. You smile with your mouth wide open with each shot - just like in this post! We were so amazed. Maybe we should send you for child modelling so that we can earn some money. :)

Time flies and you still show no attachment preferences to anyone. Whoever is happy to strain their arms and carry you around the place is good enough for you. You seem to exhibit very male traits, and I think its a good thing for you to not be too clingy. Which makes Mummy feel really insecure at times!

Your preference for girls (and not just any girl but PRETTY girls) is still consistent. So you like food and you like women. Mummy thinks you will like Italy. :)

I'll dedicate more posts to you in the future. Parting thoughts from Mummy - remember to always be a gentleman, give up your seat to those who need it when travelling on public transport, offer to carry bags and other heavy items for female and elderly friends/family members and always be grateful for what God has blessed you with, no matter how miserable your lots seems to be. :) Mummy loves you more than she ever thought she could love another human being and misses you a whole lot when she's away from you. You've given Mummy a whole new meaning to life and she wouldn't trade the sleepless nights, mastitis, lack of free time (not to mention less shopping money!) for anything else. Till my next post, sweet dreams my little one!