Wednesday, July 4, 2012

My Second turns One: Born on the Fourth of July


Syoti just turned one today...am feeling nostalgic. Feels like only yesterday when I was hoping that Sean will not come out for at least another week coz we haven't finished moving to our new room downstairs and renovations are a little behind. And of course, maybe coz of the stress, I woke up last year at 6:00am on this same day...the Fourth of July and realized I was bleeding and knew I was having contractions. So yes...my second boy was born on the fourth of July. Some people teased we should have named him Tom Cruise for his movie...but we settled for Sean Connor...no joke. I like James Bond eh!

One year passed by so fast, I am barely ready for it to be over. I still want my baby to hold and cuddle! I want my baby in my arm, to nurse and hug and need me to carry him. But he's one now...and he's already excited to learn how to walk. He would run if he could but settles for walking one or two steps and grudgingly thumps his butt down on the floor with a whine of protest...so eager to grow up and start walking away from me (pout pout) ;p

All I can do now is savor each passing moment with him. I know he won't be a baby for long. My 4 year old is living testament to how fast they grow.  He's been sleeping with me every night of this past year, I've nursed him to sleep and through sickness and booboos, rocked him to sleep even if his heaviness made my arms sore just to soothe his sleepy crying. So all I can do now is cherish his babyness for I will surely miss it in the days to come.

Thursday, March 22, 2012

Toddler & the not-so-New Baby

I always thought that sibling rivalry meant that older siblings become jealous over his new baby brother or sister by openly showing dislike towards the baby, fighting with the baby or pulling parents away from baby to get attention all to himself again.

But it isn't always like that. What commonly happens is something like in my 3.5 yrs  old toddler's case...the first few days when we brought home baby#2 seemed uneventful. My toddler seemed to adore the baby a lot and was proud to now be appointed the all awesome title of "Ahia" or big brother.

After two weeks, the nightmare started. I guess A started to realize that the baby is not only a new playmate (whom he actually had limited access to for now)...but someone who needs constant care and who takes a lot of mommy's time away from him. It doesn't help that A is also having cough/colds that time so we try to keep him away from baby...and since I have to be with baby all the time the first few weeks to establish the breastfeeding process, he had to stay away from me too.

A began to act up more than usual. I mean, he usually has his normal toddler tantrums. But this time it was 10x a lot worse than usual. He would scream and cry about everything. Even something as little like picking out clothes, he'd scream at his yaya (nanny) and would throw stuff at her in frustration. We'd hear him screaming about something almost every hour every day. It was becoming exhausting. At first, I'd just get really angry at him and punish his bad behavior. But after a month or so of this, we realized that his mega tantrums were actually his way of showing his jealousy over the new baby.
He was directing his anger, sadness and frustration at us and not the new baby. (Which I guess is better than having him dislike his baby brother.)
He loves his baby brother very much and loves to constantly shower him with hugs and kisses. He even knows how to be gentle with him. That is why I never thought he was actually feeling resentful of the time we give to his baby brother. We actually took his feelings for granted. An article I read about The New Baby in gentleparents.com was really helpful in opening my eyes to what a toddler feels when a new baby comes into their life.  I wish I had been more sensitive to his feelings right from the beginning.

When we started to consciously give A more solo time, he began to change his attention-seeking bad behaviors instantly. He'd still get those super sensitive crying spells issues when he'd cry over little things and would now know how to pout when I am cranky and snap at him for being too "makulit". But he's become better behaved now (that baby is 8 months old) and has come a long way from the way he behaved the first few months. He still loves baby to bits and baby adores his big brother so much. No one can make baby readily laugh like his big brother can. And it's so cute how he looks at his brother with idolizing awe.

It's hard to balance time for both kids specially when I only have one yaya to help with both and breastfeeding baby makes me the primary caregiver to baby 2.  But finding more time to give attention to the older toddler is essential to all our well-being. Turns out all he needed was the extra attention to reassure himself that we still love him even though there are times we may be busy with the baby's needs. It takes a lot of patience (which I sometimes lack) and time but what are parent's for anyway?

Now, we're trying to figure out how to make A stop babbling jibberish at times like he's imitating the baby. He growls and grunts sometimes now when he's in a bad mood and wants to be carried too when we go out (coz I always carry the baby with me on a sling). I guess this is what they call "reverting to babyhood" in older siblings. I guess am just glad he hasn't reverted back to pooping in his pants again like I've heard some kids do too.

Friday, March 16, 2012

Breastfeeding No. 2

The moment I first held my second baby, S, while I was at the hospital recovery room a few minutes after giving birth and felt the warmth of his body as he suckled with gusto...I knew everything will be alright this second time around.

You see, with my eldest son...I was a naive new mom who thought taking care of a baby and breastfeeding would be easy-breezy. Ha! After bringing home A, the sleepless nights coupled with A's problem with nipple confusion (the hospital gave him bottled formula milk and whisked him away after he was born. I wasn't even allowed to touch him despite the fact that I had a very fast and normal delivery) crumbled my determination to breastfeed. Sleep-deprived and depressed, I soon caved in and fed A formula and whatever breastmilk I could find time to express in between the every two hours feeding. I didn't know anything about the challenges of breastfeeding, didn't know there was so much local support groups and online help to be found.

So with baby S, hubby and I decided to change to a breastfeeding-friendly hospital to ensure that right from the start, we get a better chance at being successful in breastfeeding baby #2. We also went to several seminars at the Medela House and read about every available information that could help equip us this time. Having breastfeeding mom-friends helped a lot too.

We didn't expect S to be such a healthy 8.14 pounder since it was a pretty easy one hour labor and normal delivery. But although S was a strong suckler, he started to lose some weight and by 2 weeks, we were afraid he was looking a bit scrawnier than the way he looked on Day 1. He was having a bit of a hard time latching on and for two weeks I had to bare the pain I was experiencing from his improper latch.

We strived hard and eventually, the pain went away, and he was finally gaining weight again. Yes, there were moments of doubts and feelings like "when will this constant feeding ever stop?" phase. But with my experience with A, I knew time will pass and everything will not last for long. They grow up so fast and changes seem to happen in a blink of an eye.

S at Day 1


S  lost some weight at Month 1, but after continuous faith in breastfeeding....
S began to gain some weight here shown above in Month 2...

Month 3

Month 4- Look at those chubby cubby cheeks! Am proud to say it's all from exclusive breastfeeding! Not one drop of formula here :)

7 months



It was such a joy to know that I have managed to nourish my once scrawny baby into a healthy exclusively breastfed baby for 8 months now and still going strong :) It does get easier as they grow older. We hit some minor roadblocks when he was teething (which will blog about next time) but with patience and persistence, we passed it. Still manage to take one day at a time and hope to breastfeed for as long as baby is willing. :)