Happy Birthday my Angel. So fast and you are 1 year old already!
The minute we knew of your existence, we were overjoyed. Seeing your tiny flickering heartbeat when u were just 6 weeks old and knowing that you are growing strong in my tummy brought tears of joy to my eyes. Then was 32 weeks of carrying u in my tummy and watching my diet as I was diagnosed with gestational diabetes. Have to refrain from sweet stuff and watch my carb and sugar intake. Oh well… happy times really fly by fast and by week 38, gynae say u are way too big, so have to c-sec.
25 Sep 2008 at 1357hours, you were brought into this world. Your high pitched loud wail brought yet another tear to my eyes. I cannot believe it when I met you for the very first time. You have your daddy’s nose, your daddy’s eyes, basically, your daddy’s everything. You are a mini replica of the most important man in my life. And true enough, I think the minute I set my eyes on you, you took over and became the most important 4.15kg little man in my life. Every wriggle of your fingers and toes, every smile and cry that you make send butterflies to my tummy. I can just stare at you all day and do nothing. Carrying you and breastfeeding you for the first time was amazing. From that moment, I knew that I was gonna be your slave for life. Haha… now, I live and breathe only Marcus.
For the past 1 year with you in our lives, we have to make a few changes. Here are some examples:
- Our idea of a movie date is now watching DVD at home. No more visting the cinema with popcorn and coke in hand as we snuggle up in the tiny chair. We now watch DVD in the room, on the queen size bed with u in between us. The “date” would end with mummy falling asleep within half hour of into the show.
- My wardrobe now consists mainly of tube tops or low cut v-neck tops so that feeding you would be easy. My bra, are all ah-ma laced nursing type. Heels are only worn when I’m at work. Most weekends, I’m in flats. Easier to walk around carrying you. Totally unglam.
- I spend every weekend with you and have become a much friendlier person. You now have many baby friends all thanks to SMH Oct08 mums forum. Haha… our weekends are usually packed with baby related activities.
- Dining wise, I’ll pick the noisiest place so that your screams and cries don’t echo the place and we don’t get dagger stares from fellow diners. U even attempt to free yourself from the high chair. Argh… I wish you can keep still, especially during meal times. Hate it when I have to raise my voice or talk to you sternly in public places. But your cheeky smile will always make me forget my temper almost as soon as I lose it.
- The kitchen now has this baby safe gate to keep you out and I’m nagging daddy to put up grills at the balcony. As you get more mobile, we are wrecking our brains at how to keep you safe. U are not walking yet, but can crawl really fast and will wriggle in and out of the tables and chair.
- I no longer buy stuff for myself. I find that whenever I go shopping, I’ll gravitate to the baby/kids department. I can spend the whole afternoon just looking at strollers, baby clothes, toys, food and diapers and repeat the same thing over and over again without feeling bored.
It’s amazing that such a tiny baby like you have such powers over adults. Everyone is constantly praising you. They all want to carry, cuddle and pinch your chubby cheeks. When u smile, they smile, when u laugh, they laugh. Even when u cry, people still think you are cute! Oh well… guess there is a reason why babies are made cute. Coz of the amount of trouble and mess you create, babies better be cute so that we adults will be at their bid and call most willingly.
I wouldn’t say I’m a perfect mum. But I dare say I have given my 100% when it comes to you. There are some occasionally falls and bruises, but I believe you will grow up stronger. I enjoy every moment with you. You make me proud to announce to the world that you are my son. You are my precious. You are the apple of my eye. You are my angel. You are my sunshine. You are my naughty little Marcus. I love you!
Happy Birthday! You are no longer a baby. Welcome to toddlerhood!
