I still remember all those sleepless nights my mom, sister and I encountered back when Sairah was in her colic phase. It literally took that amount of people to care for her. She would sleep very little, stay up till 5 a.m and just cry away in that 1-2 ‘witching’ hour. We had some good days, and some rough days or should I say nights. That really was some difficult times. Really difficult times that sadly alot of people did not seem to understand.
I remember questioning myself – what did I eat, where did it all go wrong or what did I do for her to have such bad colic, the thought of why did I even have a baby came to mind because of all the little sleep and stress I was putting everyone at home through. I remember one day telling myself how I wish I could press time forward so her colic phase would be over and out. 2.5 months later, it disappeared thank God, though her sleeping time gradually took a while to settle in from 3.a.m, to 1 a.m, 12am and now it’s finally at a sane 10.30pm. That baby still doesn’t like to sleep.
Now in a blink of an eye, it does feel like someone has pressed time forward. She turns 11 months in less than 1 week and soon – she’ll be a TODDLER! That’s a whole year of life with Sairah.
Sairah is a typical tiger baby – brave and full of curiousity. She hates to be constrained – does not like the idea of sitting in the car seat and hates to be long in one spot. She’s a little one with a mind of her own. She LOVES her kisses and hugs and if you stop kissing her, she ‘ll come and kiss you instead. And there are times where she hates kisses and hugs and will push us away. Getting her changed seems to be a chore thesedays for she can never sit still. But I still LOVE dressing her up She absolutely loves her bath time – constantly kicking away in the tub and in the process giving us a shower too. She also seems to be obsessed with our dog or dogs in general, always calling gieeeeeee out (short form for doggie of course). Well I suppose her love for animals is a really good thing
Her giggles are infectious – they can light up a gloomy day I can never stay mad at her for too long, unless she chooses to be super naughty that day.
She probably could be a food blogger in the making because she loves LOVES ice cream and chocolates. But I try hard not to indulge her in these things because she has a tendency of crying for more after one or two spoons. She has a keen interest in food when we’re sitting down for dinner. She looks at each dish with great curiousity before proceeding with a huge ‘maaam maaam’ hoping we would give her a bite. Of course we don’t. She goes maam maam too when she sees food on television. That baby KNOWS her food.
YAY it’s gelato time!
She’s also a naughty one. She knows who to bully and enjoys being carried all the time – I blame this on her curious nature where she likes to explore and carrying her is the only means for her to see things from our view. I’m sure there will be PLENTY of running around for us the day she starts walking. Currently she shuffles around with her bum and boy is she fast.
She absolutely adores other kids, constantly looking at them or trying to get their attention followed by some baby talk. But at times she cries when they cry too. A loyal friend who feels their pain? You bet
This is a look that I’m most familiar with – we aptly called this the ‘naughty face’ I think the prissy like crown headband I got her dramatizes the look further She’s holding a toy some random woman at a Mothercare store gave her, now if only she can help get us free meals too
At the same time, Sairah has mastered the cutesy face which gets her ANYTHING she wants. Well sometimes. Because I don’t give in to her.
But her grandmother and father are suckers for this look
She’s currently in the let’s-drop-everything-and-see-their-reaction mode. No toys or any object you give her stays put on the cot, bed or high chair. She sees the need to throw everything away, followed by a peek on the floor to see if it’s still there. Even when I proceed with a HUGE NO (sometimes followed by a little tap on her hands), she would ignore me and pick another toy out. So at times I give her lil time-outs in her cot without any toys in sight. She doesn’t seem to care and would continue entertaining herself, lol. Any mommies know what else to do? Not that this really bothers me but it’s a bit of a pain to pick up the toys all the time.
OMG ma, see what your husband did?!
It scares me how she looks so grown-up sometimes. Time is truly ticking away and soon she’ll be this big little girl making decisions on her own not needing us around.
Need to thread carefully as to wanting time to move fast the next time, because the next thing you know it, I might wake up to baby-sitting my own grandchildren.
Now that’s a scary thought – not the grandkids but me old, saggy boobs wrinkly and with white hair. Hopefully I’ll still be blogging then with lil updates and tales of Sairah as an adventerous adult, my grandkids and my senile husband who hopefully by then would at least still have his arm muscles or else it would be hard to love him, lol :D
Like they say, time waits for no man. Enjoy and treasure every milliseconds of it.