Celebrating the wonderful ups and challenging downs of this journey called motherhood...
This is a really touching video I watched the other day on YouTube. It's sad and heart warming. it made me tear up. Hug your parents if they are still around, appreciate and love them because they won't be here forever.
I chuckled a bit when I saw this picture in Instagram the other day. This is exactly how our sleeping arrangements are every time we co-sleep with our son. We never used to co-sleep. Our son sleeps in his own crib, he still does during his naps and most nights. But there are nights when he would wake up lots and the only thing that will keep him asleep is when he's in our bed. My son is a very squirmy kid. He squirms, tosses and turns, A LOT, in bed. Sometimes I don't even have enough space left for myself. LOL, Personally, I don't mind. I love laying down next to him and snuggling. It's such a beautiful feeling.
I love wooden toys for my son. I hate plastic and as much as possible I don't want to buy him plastic toys, so I always look up toys that are made of sustainable, non-toxic material like wood. Let's face it though, most toys in the market today are made of plastic, right? Most of them are BPA-free now, but still, there's something about them that just turns me off. I think wooden toys are so much more nice feeling, not to mention eco-friendly.
I barely have time these days to cook for my son, but today he slept for two hours during his morning nap so that gave me some time. I made oven-baked fish fingers and decided to play a little bit with my food presentation. Doesn't it look cute?
Just a quick rundown of what I used: flour, bread crumbs, egg, salt and pepper, garlic powder, pollock fish fillet (you can use any type of white fish fillet), and just sliced a couple of cucumber for the eyes, peas for the eyeballs, carrots for the nose and that's it! I baked the fish fingers at 200°C (400 °F) for about 10 minutes, flipped it, and did the other side for another 5 minutes. Turned out really yummy and Henson loved it! He had three pieces for lunch! I wish I had more time to cook more healthy dishes like this for him.
Just a few milestones in Henson's first year that I was able to record:
1 Month (1-4 weeks)
- sleeps in the car seat
- weighs 10.5 lbs (gained 2.3 lbs since birth)
- grew about 2 inches since birth
- he often smiles in his sleep
- scratches himself on the face
- he turns so red when he cries
- he loves being carried
- has cradle cap
- has facial acne
- uses his tongue as a pacifier
- will rarely take a pacifier
I love the Montessori method of teaching and learning. I like that it puts emphasis on the child's independence, freedom within limits, and respect for a child's natural psychological, physical, and social development. This is what I want for my kid.
I went to a Montessori school myself when I was in preparatory school. I don't remember much about it now since I was very young then but I do remember a certain feeling about it that I like. I don't remember the details, but I remember small snatches of memories as a kid being in the Montessori school environment. All I know is I had a very good experience and I learned a lot.
As a first time mom, I know that there's a steep learning curve I have to go through. I've made mistakes and will inevitably make a few more, like the one time I accidentally nicked my baby's skin when I was clipping his thumbnail, or that one time he face planted on the floor while crawling and I wasn't fast enough to catch him. Or that time I waited too long to change his diaper and he developed a bad diaper rash. The list grows every day.
When it comes to my son, sometimes I find it hard to forgive myself when I make mistakes. When he was around 3 months old, I was cutting his nails with a baby clipper when all of a sudden, nip, I got the skin just under the thumbnail and he started to wail. There was so much blood. How can there be so much blood from such a little cut?! I got a napkin to stop the blood flow, it soaked right through in just seconds. I put his little finger under running water to clean it. It bled nonstop. I was panicking by then. I put pressure on the cut with a washcloth and all I could do was console him. I felt awful, to say the least. I felt like a horrible mom at that point.