Monthly Archives: July 2013

Izzie’s turning 1!

We are gonna celebrate Izzie’s first birthday this Sunday. Her actual birthday is 1 Aug. How fast time flies. It was just a while ago that we were still needing to cradle her because her neck wasn’t strong enough. Last year this time, I was in hospital for the entire month of July, praying everyday that she will be okay, healthy and strong. Despite the bad news at the last trimester, Izzie came out 9/10 on the Apgar scale at week 34. She weighed 2.16kg and was 44cm long. She was in NICU for a day or two and then transferred out to Special Care Nursery. By the time she hit one week (Week 35), she was home. What a champ!

Her health through these 11 months wasn’t something to be taken for granted. She was hospitalised twice in March for breathlessness due to broncholitis and once in June for the same problem. CT scan and bronchoscopy show her LPA sling is causing a compression on the trachea and docs at KKH suggested LPA sling correction.

We brought Izzie to KKH for a follow up with the paediatrician on Monday. She now weighs 8.48kg and is 73cm long. The PD is happy with her. He said that she is already doing some things that 12 month old babies do although her corrected age is 11 months due to her prematurity. Developmental-wise she has achieved most for her age-appropriate milestones. Praise God for good report.

Since her hospitalisation in June and the suggested needful surgery, she has been kept pretty much at home. Whenever I bring her out, she would be so happy. Today I brought her out to Ikea. Just me and her. It was an enjoyable time with her. I felt blessed just spending my afternoon with her.


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As I looked back at the past one year, indeed she has filled my life with so much meaning, love and joy. I have done things for her that I didn’t want to do for myself. Like waking up at 6am every morning to bring her to nursery. Like making breakfast for her when I would just skip having breakfast. I must say that I am biased and I know it but I must still say that Izzie has been easy. She has made it easy for us to be her parents and she has made us look good. Haha. Training and stuff? I don’t think we did much to make her sleep through the night at 3 months. She did it on her own. She doesn’t fuss a lot. She is just blessed with a quiet and a gentle spirit. The love for reading? We tried to introduce books to her when she was 2 months and she just has a natural affinity towards books, pictures and words. Food-wise, hmm she has a bit to catch up on eating solids. Hehe. I think we didn’t really make very strict structures/rules. We just do our best to be the best parents to Izzie. Discipline at this age isn’t appropriate but we try to explain even though she may not understand fully, but if we repeat, I believe one day she will get it. She is starting to understand “no” and I am glad for the many times she cooperated with me when I tried to clean her (something that she doesn’t really like). Motherhood for first time working mommy is TOUGH but when I see Izzie smile, I felt it was all worth it.

I am glad to be Izzie’s mommy! She is my greatest blessing the past one year and many years to come. I am thankful for this sweet promise of God. Mommy love you Izziebub. Have a joyous 1st birthday!

 

 

T.R.A.N.S.I.T.I.O.N to mommyhood

Today a dear friend gave birth to a lovely baby boy, Jude. I am so happy I have another mommy friend and cell group member. As I take a break from baby and work, I am reminded how I went through the transition to mommyhood.

I spent the last month of my pregnancy in hospital. Because of the pregnancy complication, I was expected to go into emergency c sect anytime. I had constant contractions and the show. I was almost always on a fast & I had drips poked to my veins to prepare for the emergency c sect. Because I was always in emergency mode, I had to be wheeled between normal ward and delivery suite (for closer monitoring of contractions). It was a trying one month confined to the hospital. Life wasn’t normal. Actually I lost my normalcy the moment I was pregnant. I had to be confined to bed rest during my first trimester because of bleeding.

After I gave birth, it was another one month of home confinement. Worse, I couldn’t eat a lot of things because of traditional Chinese beliefs which I wasn’t even convicted that I have to follow but all in the name of honour. No, I didn’t say this out of a rebellious attitude. No, I am not unthankful. I am thankful for the help and care given by both my mom and my mother in law. It’s just that the one month at home was horrible especially with the no bathing rule. That I couldn’t keep after the 3rd day. Oops. Shhh.

Plus the transition of having a new baby at home. A baby who requires feeding every 2 hours and in between, you need to change her and cuddle her and put her to sleep. It literally translated me to a machine, needless of sleep. Mothers told me I could do it. Somehow we could get by with just 1-2 hours of sleep. And yes, I did that. I am glad Izzie learnt to sleep through at her 3rd month. Thank God for that.

The transition of being pregnant to being a new mother…it must have been the greatest struggle I faced so far in my whole life. All those good pregnancy hormones (that kept me in a happy bubble) went away with birth and I was plagued with post natal blues. It was a big big struggle. The blues were real. I would cry when I am alone and when I am with hubby. I just couldn’t share with the moms. Looking back, I thank God I’ve got God with me throughout. It wasn’t easy dealing with all those feelings, all things that weren’t right, all the new challenges, plus added stresses that the moms gave (though it wasn’t their intention i am sure). I thank God for very good mama friends whom I can share with and they care enough to share the truth with love to me. I had two projects that helped me come out of blues: 1. Project wash soft toys collection and build shelves for them 2. Project clean the house and take ownership of house and family and baby. I got through blues being stronger.

Now that Izzie is 11 months, there are other sets of challenges that I need to face. I guess in every stage of life, we would have challenges to overcome. I think they are what make life interesting and bring growth into our lives. Did I regret being a mother? No!!! Yes I may complain…yes I may be tired…yes I may not be as available as I used to be…yes I may not be the friend who is always there for my friends but that’s part of being me, being real at this season of life. I have chosen to be a mom and I will choose to be happy, to be joyful, to be thankful for what God has blessed me with. I will allow myself to grow into a better mom each and every day.

Gratefulness – State of expressing gratitude

Blogging, like cooking is addictive, I discovered. Haha once I started blogging again, there is “ink water” (mo shui, izzit? haha someone said that to me before).  Anyway I am still on the theme of gratefulness. 10 things I wanna give thanks for today.

#1: I am grateful that the hubby woke up real early today to prepare breakfast so that we could have a rare breakfast together. He is so sweet. Haha if I could put an analogy, he is the sugar and I am the coffee? Why did I say that? Because for all the bitterness I experience, with his presence, there could be sweetness found. 😛

#2: I am grateful that Izzie is mostly fuss-free. There are many times I could just leave her alone to play by herself and she is okay, quietly exploring her world. Of coz, there are many times she would cry for attention and for comfort. She is after all still a baby who needs to be loved, fed, cleaned and cared for. What I am saying is there are times (plenty, I would say) she frees me up to do the needful things.

#3: I am grateful to be given the opportunity to direct @ Leaders’ Appreciation Night 2010. I had just started directing full Expo services then and Feng trusted me to do the job. I am just very thankful to do this more than all the other big day dramas that I have directed. I think it is a very precious moment to see all the TV leaders actually SIT in the service and enjoy the night. It was also that time that I did up my first short video for viewing in church setting.

#4: I am grateful for the opportunity to sign up for SOT 2005. I convinced both my parents to let me go for SOT and that itself was a big breakthrough. Up to then, I have never stayed in a ministry for more than a year. I have a history of giving up. I felt my greatest achievement was not doing well at exams/preaching tests. It was having to COMPLETE the 10 months of SOT with all assignments handed up. I learnt tenacity.

#5: I am grateful to have met Soo Chee in TV ministry. I am super glad that God answered my prayer: Soo Chee told me that he likes me first and not me having to do the telling. Haha! 😛

#6: Although not perfect, I am grateful for a nice, memorable childhood. Things may not be always pretty at home but at least my parents gave me a conducive home where both parents are around for me and provided for me till my adult years.

#7: I am grateful to my friend Meizhen who brought me to City Harvest. Although I wanted to leave all the time during the initial years, I am glad this is where I found love & belonging. In CHC, I found many good Godly friends who would be there for me through good times and bad times.

#8: I am grateful to my ex CGL, Christina. One thing that she has deposited into me and has always stayed with me is that difficult moments don’t last and we might never experience it again. Treasure them. These I add: Be better, be stronger.

#9: I am grateful to be able to work from home. I get to be with Izzie and I get to work.

#10: I am grateful to God for working in amazing ways, in ways I never imagined. God’s timing is perfect.

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Izzie is sleeping as I type this blog entry. What a bliss! I can have the freedom to do what I like to do. This is the second week that I am looking after her alone at home since her hospital discharge. It has been Frustrating (fussy during meal times, crying for attention A LOT of the time) yet Funny (to see some of her reactions), Demanding yet it shows me the Dedication required, Tiring yet it shows me the Tenacity required, and Sedentary (i am definitely not a homely person) yet Satisfying, Sweet and Special. I will not trade motherhood for anything.

One theme ran across this season of life. That is gratefulness. My boss knows about my situation and wrote to the management to allow me to work from home. The management has graciously allowed me to work from home whenever I need to until Izzie’s condition is corrected and stabilised. Since Izzie’s first hospitalisation, I have been in a panic mode and in a dilemma. To me, family always comes first before work. I am always very ready to put aside my work to attend to Izzie. Yet it doesn’t mean that work is not important to me. I like working. It gives me some space of my own and bring normalcy and sanity to my life. But I am torn whenever Izzie is sick.

Sometimes I wonder should I give up my job to just take care of Izzie? At least the first 3 years of her life? Can we afford it to just have a sole breadwinner?

Sometimes I wonder with all the insanity should we just hire a maid?

Sometimes I wonder why is it that I don’t have free time? How about me time? Why do I have to attend to her every need?

Sometimes I wonder if I let her cry while I do the needful things, am I neglecting her? Will she grow up with a sense of security?

Sometimes I wonder am I doing the right things?

Sometimes I wonder if others struggle like me in relating to family members?

Sometimes I wonder am I just not adaptable? Not accepting? Not fast enough for action?

 

I think they are very valid questions and every couple has to talk through stuff. There are decisions to be made. There are changes to be made.

PERSPECTIVE

Matthew 6:25-34

      “If you decide for God, living a life of God-worship, it follows that you don’t fuss about what’s on the table at mealtimes or whether the clothes in your closet are in fashion. There is far more to your life than the food you put in your stomach, more to your outer appearance than the clothes you hang on your body. Look at the birds, free and unfettered, not tied down to a job description, careless in the care of God. And you count far more to him than birds. “Has anyone by fussing in front of the mirror ever gotten taller by so much as an inch? All this time and money wasted on fashion—do you think it makes that much difference? Instead of looking at the fashions, walk out into the fields and look at the wildflowers. They never primp or shop, but have you ever seen color and design quite like it? The ten best-dressed men and women in the country look shabby alongside them. …