Homemade teething biscuits for the little man.
Zero sugar and a hope for better health.
Despite recovering from a low grade fever and having a dry cough that is taking away his appetite, the boy managed to charm the waitresses at the restaurant.
It has been 7 months and the boy grew so much in the past month. He's now crawling (though in an unglamorous fashion) and is dragging himself around the house. Mini now stretches out to me when I get back from work and demands for attention from Ma. This hasnt annoyed P much but the preferential treatment I am getting is making me feel so loved.
How very sweet and how very lovely.
:)
So Mama is settling down back in the office, and life is back at full throttle. Back to work on Thursday for the first day and surprisingly felt like I have not been away for 7 months.
Back at home, little man chose to commemorate the day by starting to crawl for the first time. Papa who witnessed his new skill was impressed by his son's advancement. Yesterday eveining, Mini started crawling around in the living room, exploring the corners and grabbing everything he saw and stuffing them into his mouth. He also attempted to chew a corner of the wall.
This is getting fun.
Having my last week of fun with the boy before getting down to serious business.
The boy is getting irrestibly cute. I know most parents would have said the same but I seriously think that my son will grow up to be a charmer. Just the other day a lady came by, knelt beside his stroller and gave him big kisses all over. When we are out for dinner or grocery shopping, he never goes by once without a stranger coming up then goes "oh how cute is this boy". In the pool yesterday a lady actually whipped out her phone and snapped some photos of Mini.
Dear Baby,
How I wish you will stay cuddly forever.
P.S. Sleep past 5 am everyday and Mama will plant you more wet kisses!
Mama
Dear Utt
I stared at the papaya tree in our backyard the other day and thought to myself how fast things have happened. When I first had you, the tree was a seedling. The first fruit appeared while you were inside me. Gonggong and Popo had the first fruit that the tree bore when they were here waiting to receive their first grandchild. There were countless mornings that Mama walked you in the garden pointing to everything I see so as to keep you occupied and distracted when you start your day. The tree is now as tall as our neighbour's house and is bearing as many as 20 fruits. And you my baby is starting to cry "Mama! Mama!" whenever you are annoyed or asking for attention.
Mama is going back to work in a month's time. I don't know how I will fare juggling both but I will be trying my best. I fear to even think of the work travels I will have to make in time to come. I wish I can lug you along but Mama is seldom going to places that are interesting enough for toddler, let alone infants.
In the next few weeks I will do nothing but enjoy the time we have together and take a good rest before rest becomes a foreign word.
Mama