When the sun comes out ...

One of the things that I dread at night is either Sofia having a bad dream and start talking out loud or she waking up in the middle of the night and not wanting to sleep again. Usually the later happens when she is on flu medication, not sure why but the medicine seems to put her in deep sleep for the few 5-6 hours then she will wake up.

Either way, once she is up, it is difficult to ask her not to talk or make noise. Then Jeremiah gets disturbed and gets awakened as well. This sort of situation makes me very irritable and I am like a half-asleep frowning clown juggling them in the middle of the night.

Recently, Sofia has started asking for milk in the middle of the night again. I gave in the night before just to shut her up and fortunately she went back to sleep after finishing her milk. She woke up AGAIN last night at 3 am ...

Sofia : Mummy, may I have some milk pls?
Me : ... wait a while ... (I was hoping she would fall back to sleep)

After 5 mins of thumb sucking ...

Sofia : Mummy, may I have some milk pls? (this time louder)

I was trying to wake my brain cells at this wee hour to find a good excuse, suddenly I blurted out,"Yes, but we must wait for the sun to come out first."

Sofia who was already on my bed, turned to look at the windows and stared hard. It worked?! I could not believe it.

After 10 seconds or so, I whispered to her again,"Yes, girl, we can only drink milk when the sun comes out, ok? Now go back to your bed and sleep." She obediently went down to her bed and fell back to sleep after sucking her thumb. Of course I was so happy to be able to kick this bad habit of hers and went back to to sleep.

I was later awakened at 7am by someone BOOMING at my ears ...

"MUMMY! MUMMY! SUN COME OUT ALREADY!! CAN DRINK MILK ALREADY!!!"

My Favourite Shopping Place

Ikea is now officially Sofia's favourite shopping mall. Why?

Simple, because they have a kid's size trolley and she ENJOYS pushing it, just like an adult.

Ssswwwwwwoooooshhhhhhh .... ssssswwwiiisssssshhhhhhhhh ...

Sometimes, she strays off the course, so I thought I would just give her some assistance using the handle on the top. Immediately I heard,"NO MUM! NNNOOOOooo!!!!!" and she will peel my hand off the handle and look at me, annoyed. Okay, help not needed.

For the rest of the evening, Sofia was happily pushing "her" shopping cart enjoying her shopping at Ikea.

It makes me wish that ALL shopping malls have such trolleys so that I can shop with peace.

Almost Ready

Our new place is ALMOST ready. We have contractors coming in everyday for different things - windows, glass, mirrors. Carpentry work has also started and we can finally see the house falling in place.

I spend most of my mornings on site to monitor work being done. It takes up lots of energy and patience to deal with these MEN. They only have one aim, that is, to come and get their job done, finished! They do not consider how their part should match with the rest of the items. For example, the grille guy actually came with grilles that block the window handle. How am I suppose to open the window then? Arrghhh ... So the grilles got to be sent back and redone. That is the sort of funny happenings in my life nowadays.

I try to avoid bringing Sofia on site cos she will start playing with the bits and pieces lying around. One of my eyes will be on her and the other on the ongoing work, soon, I am going to end up with crossed eyes. Today was an exception, we were there after school to tend to one guy who did not turn up in the morning.

I asked her to give me a "dirty" look since the place was so filthy and we end up with this photo.

My Big Boy

Jeremiah has been growing steadily since birth and the pd now classify him under the "big" catergory. That comment would make a typical mother HAPPY, somehow all mothers like their kids to be BIG and HEALTHY and CHUBBY. But I was worried too, is he a little TOO BIG? I nervously posted the question to the doc.

He assured me Jeremiah is not overweight for sure, since he is on TBM. It will not lead to obesity in adulthood. PHEW! The baby is now 8kg at 4.5 months (90th percentile).

Goat's Milk

I introduced a new drink to Sofia couple of days ago - goat's milk. I can pretty much accept goat's milk but it is strictly off Daddy's diet because of the "fragrance". When I went shopping for goat's milk from Cold Storage, I specially let Sofia tag along so that she can participate and perhaps accept the "new" milk without any fuss.

Why goat's milk instead of cow's milk? I had a brief chat with K last week and her son was also having very frequent cough with phlegm. It can get so bad that it causes him to throw up all his food. She tried to seek second opinion from TCM and the doc suggested switching to goat's milk, as the kid might have a mild allergy to cow's milk and that produces phlegm. After talking to her, I decided to give it a try too. I have long heard about goat's milk, it being closer to mother's milk, easier to digest and better absorption of nutrients by human. The only downside is it is much more expensive. For a 1.8kg tin of cow's milk, I can only buy a 900g tin of goat's milk!

I am not sure if this is the solution of Sofia's frequent coughing and cold but I plan to give it a try for a couple of months and see if it makes a difference to her health.