Monday, February 27, 2006
Fever For The First Time
26-FEB-2006:
Dominic experienced his first fever after his jabs yesterday. He had two injections yesterday; one for the pneumococus vacination and one for Hepatitis B, Hib and DTap.
I remember the old chinese practice whereby they will wrap themselves or their children in a blanket and keep them in a warm room so that they will "sweat the fever out". I think I have tried it before when I was small and it seemed to work and I felt much better after I've "sweat it out". However, I guess the modern practice is to bring the body temperature down as soon as possible. My sister-in-law even told me that once she took her son to the hospital because of a high fever and the staff there took off all his clothes and wrapped him up in a wet cold blanket from head to toe to bring his body temperature down.
Thursday, February 16, 2006
New Home
It has been 4 days since SM left for London and since then Dominic and I have moved in with my in-laws (SM's parents). It's a new home for both Dominic and I and both of us are still adapting to the new environment. During the first 2 days, Dominic was not able to nap sufficiently during the day time for several reasons:
- It is much noisier here than home. We are now living in a household of eight. There's always activity going around, not to mention Dominic's two cousins (Joe, four and Vincent, one) who are practically always shouting or crying whenever they are awake. Otherwise it will be grandma or grandpa shouting at them.
- It's hot here in the new home. We used to live in a windy apartment. The heat now bothers me, I'm pretty sure it bothers Dominic too.
- It's after all a new home and I think Dominic knows it. Or perhaps he misses his dad.
Dominic with grandma and grandpa:
Most of the stuffs from our old home have been moved here. The old dining table here was moved to the apartment and replaced with our new dining table. As you can see in the picture below, half (if not more) of the table is occupied by baby stuffs (milk powder), bottles (the three pots contain milk bottles for Joe, Vincent and Dominic), baby food, etc.
And because Mummy always washes the kitchen floor, Daddy has wrapped all the legs of the table and chairs with plastic bags to protect the wood (see picture below).
The cushioned bench that we used as a seat to wear shoes/socks is now placed in front of the TV (see below). The rationale for placing it there is so that Vincent, who's 1 year old, will not be able to go near and touch the dusty TV cabinet! :p
The old 2-seater couch is finally thrown away (FINALLY!) and replaced with the recliner and cushioned bench from our old house. The cushioned bench was used as the seat at my dressing table. But since my room is soooo small now, I couldn't find anymore space for it.
And the rest of the stuffs, whether useful or not, are all stashed up at a corner (see picture below).
Our old home (the apartment) has been rented out furnished. Some of the furniture remains there. Some were replaced with older ones.
The living room still looks the same:
Our rectangle dining table has been replaced with an old round one:
Before: | After: |
Friday, February 10, 2006
Father & Baby
9-Feb-2006:
SM is due to leave for London in 3 days time. After that we'll only be able to see him in another 3 to 4 months time. By then, Dominic would've grown up and changed so much. It's sad to think that his father will be leaving him when he's only less than 2 months old.
This afternoon, the sight of father and son taking a nap together captured my heart. It's amazing how Dominic bonds with his father even though I was the one who carried him for 9 months. He likes it when his dad cuddles him. Dad's magic touch never fails to put him to sleep. And there's also the smiles and gurgles when dad plays with him.
By now, Dominic is 7 weeks old and starting to "talk" back in conversations. In fact, from about 3 weeks old, he no longer cries when he needs a diaper change. He "tells" us when he needs a diaper change, which sounds like "Yow!". He stops "yow-ling" once we've touched or peeped into his diaper and acknowledged that he needs a diaper change.