Clips!
Bath tub thermometer!
Sleep sack!
Her favourite rattle!
Her almost-outgrown socks!
Monthly Archives: December 2012
realisations
Realised again how Hubs (and his family) had been very supportive to me. Not only did he support me with (and respected) my decisions, but he also never forced me to do anything that I didn’t want to do nor forced me to do something that I wasn’t ready yet. True that my being spoiled is putting me in tight spots nowadays because I still can’t speak Nihongo. But the fault lies with me, I had been very lax and had been very dependent. So dependent that I still ask Hubs when to put out which garbage because our guide table is in Japanese. Hence as an act of being independent, when we went to the ward office earlier for day care application, I also asked for an English copy of the garbage collection schedule (see how DETAILED the segregation is!!).
I know this is just a very simple act. But I can’t tell you enough how liberating it is to be in control even when it’s just as simple as knowing the detailed segregation of garbage and when to throw it out.
I have to step up. Have to speed things up. Have to make things a little easier for Hubs.
My daughter would hopefully be starting day care by middle of next year and I know things will be more difficult for me/us simply because I can’t speak the language. I can’t be lax anymore. True it’s kind of a tall order, wanting to be able to speak the language by next year. But I have to.
I can do all things through Christ who strengthens me – Philippians 4:13
pamana
Moirraine loved this bear-on-a-swing on her crib mobile so much that she gets excited when she sees it and that she talks/gurgles at it and laughs at it – for long periods of time.
Hence I thought that it was just about time to introduce her new bear bedmates to her.
This was when Moirraine first explored and touched her bears.
I gave her the Hard Rock bear first (we’re calling him Rocky-kun) and she talked/gurgled to the bear for a long time. She always eye its guitar as well haha.
It’s sort of my early pamana (bequest) to Moirraine since these bears were given to me by two of my best friends. The Bestfriend Care Bear one from Kat given to me back in June 2009 and the Hard Rock London one from Maj that she gave me back in March 2008. Maj had been around the world quite a lot already and has been very thoughtful of me and my doll collection, so much so that I have dolls from her sojourns in the US, UK, Ireland and Taiwan. I hope she remembers me and my collection while she’s in Spain. And also Kat while in Australia. Hehehe!
Anyways, I digress. For safety reasons, I kept Moirraine’s bed as minimal as I can, sans stuffed toys of course. But I thought that if I just let her play with them and sleep with them during nap time with me looking in on her, then I think it’s safe enough. Then I would remove the bears when we sleep at night. She’s now napping with her hand resting on top of her bears.
Somehow, I find Bestfriend care bear as somewhat holding some similarity to Moirraine teehee.
Hubs himself had a bear in his bed when he was a child and he told me of how he slept hugging the bear. Call it “marjorism” again (it’s what my friends and hubs call my sometimes weird assumptions and suppositions) but I think it helped instill in Hubs a sweet nature, one who likes to hug. And so I’m hoping with this, I’m one step to helping Moirraine have that same sweet nature albeit at the moment we think she already has a sweet nature!
for our little traveler
Would hopefully be travelling to Atsushi’s hometown soon, for the holidays. So we bought our little traveller her own suitcase. (Her diaper pail is reflected on the suitcase lol).
Love the inner pockets. For her kikay stuff. 😀
that first laughter
Moira was all ready to cap her day after having had her warm bath and her milk. I then sang her a lullaby with her still in my arms after her milk. But I had to stop my singing and have to coo because I heard her talk. And she was then talking some more – in a singsong tone which suspiciously sounds like she was singing. Mommy indeed was grinning from ear to ear.
Then I laid her down on her bed and continued to sing a lullaby. But yet again I had to stop so as to return back her smile. My smiling back egged her on and made her smile go wider and wider until it became a full fledged laughter that went on for quite a long while. Her first real laughter with her looking at us; she has been laughing ever since she was five weeks old but it was while she’s sleeping.
Mommy had tears of joy in her eyes and grinning ear to ear whilst daddy was laughing as well; their grip on each other’s hand real tight. I feel so warm and fuzzy inside I almost forgot it’s winter now.
Thank you Lord for a happy baby. 🙂
a singer?!
I love singing to my daughter because (thankfully) it soothes her and it gets her attention. The songs are as varied in genre (broadway songs, pop songs, oldies, nursery rhymes, national anthems, advertisement jingles, Christmas songs) as it varies in language (English, Japanese, Filipino, Visaya). As I sing, she stares into my mouth and would sometimes talk just like how she stares into her father’s guitar and hands when he plays the guitar for her.
Yesterday (and up to now), her particular favourite was the Gershwins’ Someone to Watch Over Me. Yes, it’s one thing to sing a nursery rhyme on endless repeat (for more than a month now her favourite nursery rhyme is Twinkle Twinkle Little Star/Kira Kira Hikaru) and quite another to sing a jazz song over and over again. But anyway, I digress. As I was singing and lulling her to sleep, she was again intently observing my lips. After finishing two rounds of the song and her looking intently, she suddenly lifted and swayed her chin as one would when singing passionately; her mouth an O-shape. Up to now, I still smile and feel a warmth in my chest when I remember it.
Her first try at singing? Possibly, since babies are very good at mimicking. Are we gonna have a singer/musician daughter? Now only time can tell. 🙂