Virgin Blogger

My first post. A virgin blogger. Haha. I have NOT turn into grandma-techno-wise. Now that I have a blog! Haha.

Plus, I'm on my 3-month maternity leave. Recently residing in a remote district area with nothing to do, online reading has helped me through this period of silence. Don't get me wrong! Silence is good - it means baby is quietly sound asleep. Good thing. But it gets boring, at times when Dear Hubby is at work. So, I've become an expert not only in online reading, but also in online shopping, online billing, online listening, online watching video, online digging, online whatever... Well, better than I used to anyways. Other than pumping breast milk, that is. LOL. 

18/4/2013 marks the day I become a mother. Me. A mummy. I gave birth to my beautiful precious perfect baby girl, Maya Kang. The best thing that can ever happen to me. Other than marrying my Dear Hubby who is a loving, protective, humble, kind-hearted, patient man. Other than graduating medical school with honours. Other than being born to my awesome understanding parents. Well, one of the best things that happened in my life. I am blessed. More often than not, my dreams and prayers have always come true.

peekaboo!

Motherhood is such a fulfilling and joyful my-heart-filled-with-cuddly-teddy-flowers-loves kind of experience. At the same time, it is difficult you-wanna-pull-your-treated-hair-out break-a-pot-cup-plate kind of challenging. The reality of mummyhood is different. No matter how people tell you to get ready physically mentally emotionally, no matter how prepped up you are before the arrival of your minion (haha) - you will still get the shock of your life. Everyday I have to remind myself that I have a daughter now. I am a mother now. I have a daughter who needs me. I am a mummy now. She can grow up just with my breast milk. I am a mother le! See? It still happens. Eventually you get it. But till then, you will still feel surreal. You sit there, tired from a 4am feeding and then suddenly your minion just smiled at you, contented after a full feeding and your heart grow like a balloon. And you wonder - did she/he came out from me? This little person was inside me for the past 9 months? Really? Slowly it creeps to you. After the exhaustive full-of-funny-pantangs walk-like-your-downthere-been-stitched-yes-it-was-indeed confinement month is over, when your energy and hormones balanced and gone back to pre-pregnant normal level, that is when you can REALLY enjoy the ups (mainly ups) of mummyhood. Soon, you will treasure the bonding time with her. Soon, you will smile and not cry along with her. Soon, you will recognize her types of cries and tantrums. Soon, every smile, every wink will be etched in your mind. The precious joy of watching her grow. Grow from a 2.9kg bundle of cuddle to a 5.1kg of kicking legs and wailing arms. Haha. 

*yawn yawn*

I want nothing but the best for her. 

That is why I will only feed her with my breast milk - the ONLY food that she can get her nutrients and immunity. Breastfeeding or with expressed milk, it is the best option for babies. How amazing isn't it that my bodily fluid can help her grow up healthily? Babies who are breastfed are less prone to infection!

I'll go back to work in 3 weeks time -> sad-lazy mode. That is why I am diligently pumping with my new freestyle Medela now for the past week and stocking up for her, just in case my work gets in the way or I fall sick. Sacrifices mummies make are well applauded. Do you know that a pumping mother will NEVER have her 8-hour sleep straight anymore? I have to wake up every 3am to breastfeed or express. I have to remember to bring and pad my bra everyday so that I don't leak in the middle of the grocery shopping or inside La senza (imagine the horror!). Despite all that, I will not give in so easily. Maya will have the best - from me. Haha.

I love her. I love my baby girl. I love her even before I know her. 
Opps, that's her calling aka crying. Haha. 

That's all for now. 
Till then.