My son is almost reaching 6 months now. he can roll around back to front and front to back. Being in a crawl position although not yet to be able to move and co-ordinate his movement but he’s getting there.

My concern is that what are we gonna do if he starts crawling. At the moment he developed a new habit of rejecting bottle so I am housebound and can not be away from him for more than 3 house. Quite clever of him  though to get me like this.  Also he has this anxiety of being away from me. I blame it to the fact that we are now moving AGAIN! We are moving to Shanghai, yes changing the country all together won’t won’t we?

So we are here back to sqaure one in Banngkok with me and Stanley being at my family home. My husband is in Shanghai sorting out his career and househunting.  But this time it won’t be long.  One month maximum (I hope).

My life is so tiring without him as he is the one who carries out baby at night when he cries.  Now I have t do it all. We have a nanny but her use is limited to watching him while I have my meal, clean the room and baby’s clothes.

Back to the concern, now my baby refuse to sleep in his cot. The first night that his daddy gone was the worst so far. He was up every hour or 2.  Now he is better but still needs to be in bed with me.  I tried last night to put him to his cot again buut he only last till 2am, by which time I had to give in.  He slept well otherwise in my bed.

There’s no point of me trying now as when we arrive in Shanghai we will have to wait for at least 2 weeks before his cot arrive. he will have to sleep with us until then anyway.

On a good note, he started his solid now 3 days ago, on Friday the 13th June to be exact.  he seems to get the hang of it, I must say. A good start for a halthy life.

Oh and he poo every 5 days now which suppose to be normal. Just like his mummy!

We are going back to Bangkok for a few days, manly for my father’s surprise 72nd birthday anniversary. It is not excatly on his birthday bcause his birthday was back in February. But this is the only time when all the immediate and extended family come to Thailand.  We will have it at the Oriental Hotel, in the Regency room.  I can not wait to see his face. The only hope is that my son won’t start screaming in the middle of the party.

We planed it as though it is a military service. We will have a nurse aid to look after him at the party while my sister and I taking care of the guests before my dad arrives.

It is important tha my son is there eventhough at the time of the party he will be in his sleep….

One problem, what will I wear? I still have not lost a lot of weight at all…..

After talking to the health visitor, I’m happy to say we quit the control ccrying and go back to the usual, one feed a night at 4am (which they said is rather good routine of my baby) and hold him to slee. What I do is to put him down when he almost goes to sleep then pat him to sleep. So basically he knows where he is sleeping and won’t get freakout when he wakes up at night.

I tried last night and heard him woke up at 1am but went back to sleep by himself without crying.

What an angel!

I attended the baby massage clasfor the first time this week. I was nervous days before the class. I fear that he will start screaming since he has been rather fussy with teething prolem last week.

In the end I went there…There were 5 of us in the class. He slept in the bab carrier when I arrived.  Then he woke up…pretty ok.  We all had to put the baby in front of us. Suddenly one baby screamed…no it wasn’t  him thank goodness!  This baby screamed for almost thewhole time and the poor mother was a little taken aback.

After a few minutesof crying, my baby began to panic and started crying for no reason. I think he is pretty sensitive to the surrounding and rather ‘unsure’ of the situation. So I had to hold him for the rest of the class. I will practice at home though.

Needless to say, afer my baby cried, others started crying too and it was a nightmare but somehow reassuring that others’ babies cry too…not just mine.

Andyes in comparison, I think I handled my baby rather well actually.

At long last he reaches 3 months old smoothly although I’m not sue what I expected. In fact when I realised that he has reached 3 months was when he is almost 4 months already.  He because fussy, drooling alot and cries a lot which is unlike him.  I read on the internet and they said it’s a sign of teething…at 3 months????  He appears to be biting his fist a lot too.

So I bought a few teething toys which he ignores. Amazingly he was fine after a couple of days.

They ‘crazily’ we decided that we are going to do a ‘control crying’ so that he can go to sleep on his own without us carrying him for hours. Indeed he cried. We left him for 5 minutes then comfort him but he screamed even louder, we left until he was calmer then went in to comfort him. We kept doing this until he went to sleep, in tears.

It felt wrong to me so I call the health visitor. She said he is too young to do this. all we can do is to sit beside him and pat him to sleep. Poor thing! We are such an idiot parents.  Now I’m worried if it has damage his phycological health!

This is weird, he did  not poo for almost 4 days. I was worrie. He treid  to strain it out every morning though.  I had enough, too him to the doctor because everytime he cried I think it must be somehow related on his constipation and could not concentrate on his ‘real’ demand at the time.  The doctor seems not really alarm at all bau insert this horrifying jelly tube up his little bum. I almost screamed for him but guess what? He was ok with it and carried on smiling as if nothing happpened!!!  That made me look rather silly in front of the doctor…again.

After that around 5 minutes, he started to pass the wind and poo big time….Well the poo was n’t that hugh but the SMELL is out of this world. The doctor gave this magically horrifying tube for me to take home in case it happens again….

And it did after 4 days we decided to stick it up his bum ourselves (I did) and again, no more that 5  minutes he started the whole process….

No we won’t make a habit of it. He needs to learn to poo by himself. So after about 5 days, in the morning,  he woke up and started straining ashe does, I then put him in squat position to help him push and yes he did it!

I am sooo pround and never felt so happy seeing poo before in my life. 

His second month sailed by wihout any problem. He learnt to look at me, smile at me and talk. He can recognise me now. I can play a little game with him and he would smile back, a smile that melt m heart every single time.

I ook him to get vaccinated one day as it was the time. This time I can hold him in my arms while the doctor and  nurse gave him the needle work on both sides of his bum at the same time. He cried like hell. I felt so bad and had to breastfeed him right there to callm him down.

I don’t mind anymore, I can just breastfeed my son whereever I am.

I finally learn how to put my son to bed and more we took him out in a pram some days too.  But my mum wil go to Korea soon, I will be left with him from early march onwards.

I wasn’t nervous on the first day with him. It went well, I even took him out for a little and he was fine!

I gain more and more confident as the day goes by. He never let me down. What a good boy, goodlife I have…

My mum was amazed of my son’s change of behavior a bit. She thinks it’s the weather but I think he knows we are in a different place. But by lunch time she gradually built his confidence and started sleeping school for him successfully.  I watched and learnt carefully. I immitate whatever she did to make him sleep and followed strictly.  I wil succeed in making him slep. I am a mother I will succeed.

The first 2 dayswas hell. I was convinced that my son  missed Thanland.  He seemed scared and couldn’t sleep the whole day.  I had to carry him every minute of the day, at night my back ache so much.  On the secondday, I had to use the muscle spray and could not lift my arm.  Hong Kong was unusually cold for the end of February for the record. Luckily I packed all of the warm baby clothes. Again I didn’t know I dressed him too warm or too cold.

My mum call and I told her the truth and fear. She was as an angel, booked a flight and came to rescue me the next day.

Shearrived on th third day in the evening. When she arrived I was gone…asleep and relieved knowing I will wake up for a better day tomorrow.