Tuesday, October 27, 2015

Enjoying Renée: Week 1

Time has passed us by so quickly since the moment my water bag broke & we went into the hospital to deliver Renée on 27 September 2015, Sunday at 7:30am.

There has been so many new experiences & memories that have taken place and we wanted to remember as much of them as possible so we could share them with Renée when she grows up. So I have decided to blog about it and share snippets of each day here week by week. Kenneth had also blogged about his experience and you can read it here.

Day 3 - 29 Sep 2015, Tuesday

Today is our book out day, book out, book out!

Ken worked super hard (and all on his own) to pack everything as we await the discharge notice from our gynaecologist & baby's paedetrician. All I had to do was bathe, change up, eat my food, sit and relax, I've got a great husband!

Wednesday, October 7, 2015

Renée Diary: Week 1 - Hell Week

"So what is it like being a father?"

That's my number one most popular interview question. The most accurate scenario that I could relate to was during my officer training days (OCS) in army. The first few days of having a child is like living your life in constant outfield. While out in the field in army, you constantly have something to do, you have to dig and set up the command post, dig your trench, do guard duty, set up the signals, prepare the rations, plan for the mission, brief the men ... etc. When having a kid, it's almost the same, we are busy feeding, changing diapers and then if she poops immediately after, change it again, prepare salt and medical bath for the mum, prepare and bathe the kid, eat our own food (and many other infinite things to do) and by that time, the whole cycle starts again. With all these going on 24hrs a day, you lose track of days and time. The only milestone that guides our life is, "When's the next feeding time?" and we just work our life around that and try to get some snooze time where possible. Although our lives (and house) have been turned upside down, it brings us so much joy to see her innocent and beautiful face as she sleeps soundly knowing that her daddy and mummy will love and protect her every single moment she's alive.

It's just so soothing and therapeutic watching her sleep soundly, sometimes smiling in her sleep. I really wonder what do they think or dream about, land of milk and honey? Or her chasing squirrels around the garden? I also find it entertaining to see her burp after her food. She just looks so cute, like a bubble bouncing intermittently with her bobble head wobbling away. But when she starts fussing or crying, all hell breaks loose! That's also the queue to the dogs in my neighbourhood to start barking, which is quite hilarious too. She just needs to make her presence known in the neighbourhood that there's a new kid on the block.

Renée (kennethstephanie.com)