Time flew by so quickly and before I realised it, my daughter is almost 3 months old. Sim Gretchen is her name and the moment my gynae put her in my arms in the labour room, I fell in love with her. I used to wonder how I should divide my love between Gerard and Gretchen because before Gretchen came into my world, Gerard owned it. However when I held Gretchen for the first time, I just knew the answer; I don't have to divide, the amount of love has simply multiplied!
Gretchen is an angel. Initially, she slept a lot but yet knew when it was time for her to drink milk. Everyday she would drift in and out of sleep and seem oblivious to her surrounding. We had a lot of visitors in the first two weeks when she arrived home but all the cooings by my friends and relatives never seem to bother her. The only complaint I had about her was she took ages to finish a bottle of milk.
As time goes by, I began to get accustomed to her routine. In addition, my mum came to the rescue and took over most of the care-giving job. Day by day, she grew into a more active baby. She enjoys company and loves to smile. She is generally a very pleasant baby who seldom cries. Maybe I am stereotyping but somehow, she just makes me feel that she is so fragile and needs my protection. So we stay at home most of the days in an attempt to keep her away from the crowd and viruses.
BITTER:
As for Gerard, he is with his grandparents on weekdays and I reckon he's been spoilt to bits, for he gets very rebellious and willful these days. His grandparents probably give in to him all his requests and therefore he expects the same at home (which is NEVER going to happen). Therefore everyday he gives a wide grin when he sees his grandparents at the door. At night when they send him back, he refuses to them leave. Although it is not unusual for grandparents to spoil their grandchildren, I take it to heart a lot because it gives us a harder time to discipline him. A vicious cycle emerges when the more we discipline him, the more he dislikes to come home. I hope he gets a place at the childcare soon so that this wild horse can be tamed.
BITTER & SWEET:
Two more months and I will rejoin the workforce. I have mixed feelings about becoming a working mother, because while I will be financially independent again, I have to give up spending time with my children. Sometimes I wonder if this is a worthwhile sacrifice but then again, I will never know the answer if I do not try.
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