"Ni-Hao Kai Lan"
"Ni-Hao Kai Lan"


(Caroling on Boxing Day. She sure enjoyed the songs. I had been singing to her those songs for the past one month. At last she heard it from the choir.)This is how the birth of Jesus Christ came about: His mother Mary was pledged to be married to Joseph, but before they came together, she was found to be with child through the Holy Spirit. Because Joseph her husband was a righteous man and did not want to expose her to public disgrace, he had in mind to divorce her quietly.
But after he had considered this, an angel of the Lord appeared to him in a dream and said, "Joseph son of David, do not be afraid to take Mary home as your wife, because what is conceived in her is from the Holy Spirit. She will give birth to a son, and you are to give him the name Jesus, because he will save his people from their sins."
All this took place to fulfill what the Lord had said through the prophet: "The virgin will be with child and will give birth to a son, and they will call him Immanuel"—which means, "God with us."
When Joseph woke up, he did what the angel of the Lord had commanded him and took Mary home as his wife. But he had no union with her until she gave birth to a son. And he gave him the name Jesus. (KJV)
I felt that this is so true. I stumbled across this at Giddy Tigers' Blog. I really hope people would remember and practice. There are so many people, strangers, supermarket promoters, coffee shop aunties, you name it, had touched Phoebe's cheek, hands, feet, hair, everywhere.. :( Some even asked if they can carry her. I just don't know how to tell others in a polite way not to touch her.
Will teach Phoebe to say "No" shortly. She now knows how to sway away when others want to carry her, but don't know how to say "No" on the touch part yet.
And #4. I was faced with countless questions whether Phoebe is a boy or a girl. She was all decked up in pink top, skirts, and people still ask "Boy or girl huh?" *faint*
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Things people should always remember NEVER to do/say to babies and toddlers:
We started off Phoebe on banana at the very early days of solids. She simply loved it. She didn't mind we mixed it with any savory food. We used it to coax her to eat what we wanted her to eat.
It had been one or 2 bananas a day for her since then. Recently, she learns to say the word banana. She can't pronounced all the 3 syllable, she pronounced it "nana". "Nana" had been her 1st consistent word. She had never failed to repeat after us.
And now, she had been obsessed over the word. She will say "nana" when...
* we passed by the market stalls selling bananas in the car
* she walked passed the table top we put bananas
* she sees bananas at the supermarket
* she sees the pictures of banana
She can even associated the tearing with bananas. When we tear paper, she will say "nana". It really looked like how you peel the skin of bananas.
Because of her love of bananas, we need to know all the locations that sells the type of banana she can eat. So, whenever we need to buy, we know where to go. She will even ask for "nana" when we went visiting baby Hannah.
This video shows how she will say "nana" when she sees the picture of bananas. (Anyone can tell me how to rotate this video?)
My thanks and best wishes to all of you mommies out there, especially my friends at Dell's Mother's Room. My pumping journey had come to an end. I had received such great advice, learned so much from all of you. I am fortunate that my husband and family is extremely supportive.
My breastfeeding journey did not start off smooth. I had all the symptoms other nursing mothers have. Cracked and bleeding nipple, engorgement, fussy baby and to make it worse, I had very slow let-down which led to low supply eventually. I had to start supplementing with formula when Phoebe was 3 weeks.
Before I deliver, in every piece of literature I read, it is said everybody will have enough milk to feed. If you do not have enough means you are not diligent in feeding. This will definitely not occurred to me. I believed in breast milk so much that it had to work for me. I fed more than 10 times a day. I literally do not sleep at night because of the frequent feeds. It took me some time to come to terms that I do not have enough to feed. And after all I had done, the many people I talked to, I do believe there are some mothers, despite all things done, still do not produce enough.
Despite the low supply, I continue pumping and feeding on demand. Over the weekends, you will see me in my few nursing tops. I had fed in public, in malls, restaurants, airports, car etc. When Phoebe was lighter, I can carry and feeding Phoebe from North to South of Queensbay Mall.
For many times, I was traveling for work and figured out how to pump on planes and at airports. Went online to find where are the nursing rooms for the airports I'll visit. Transport milk back in cooler bag. Had one bad experience in Japan, had a rewarding experience in Bali, other times were all good. Some of our offices have good mothers room while others do not have any. I had used my battery operated and manual pump in the toilet, in a store room to pump.
Everybody told me to have a target on how long I wish to feed. My first target was a very pessimistic one -- 4 months. 4 months had passed and I'm still feeding and pumping. Next target -- 6 months. 6 months had passed and I'm still feeding and pumping. Next target -- 9 months. At 8 months, Phoebe was all addicted to the breast and refusing the bottle. While I'm away for 10 hours in a typical workday, she had only as low as 5oz of milk and a little solids. I had to continue, some milk from me is better than no milk from the bottle. Since I'm at 9 months, I might as well make it to 1 year :). And here I am, I made it to a year of pumping and feeding.
Along the way, I am blessed with many moms with oversupply. I've got breastmilk from them for Phoebe. I am extremely grateful and thankful to those moms. You will definitely be blessed abundantly in return.
In celebration of Phoebe's 1st birthday, I am hanging up the horns! We will continue to nurse in the mornings and before bed as long as my supply allows. Thank you for your support and camaraderie over the months. It has been such a roller coaster- getting the nursing going, hating the cracked parts, sore parts, undersupply, experienced pumping in the airport, feeding in public and all of it.
There were many tender moments when nursing. Carrying and holding Phoebe, the expression on her face, her refusal to let go were all invaluable. Now that she's more responsive, she will do some obnoxious act. Open up your blouse and say nen-nen; when you ask where is nen-nen, she will point to the breast and say 'nah'; use her head to rub on my body etc. I will definitely miss those moments when I stop nursing completely.
Most of all, I think you have the right attitude with not stressing over it, which is a milk supply killer. I also stressed a lot over this until I just finally accepted that, if I have to supplement, that's ok, formula is not the end of the world. What's important is not pride, but that my baby gets the nutrition that she needs.
I have such admiration for all moms that pump and/or nurse and/or exclusively pump. It is such a tremendous commitment and one that very few people really understand. If I am blessed with another baby, I will still choose to do it all over again. And I pray that God will develop my milk ducts and grant me full supply to feed. To all of you who are still pumping, all the best.
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