Yesterday night was the 1st time I was alone with Trevor without any milk standby literally, except for frozen ones in the freezer...
Mi Mi went for L cell, so I sent her there and had dinner with her before I drove back with Trevor in the car seat behind me all alone... The traffic was heavy, the usual peak hour traffic and my little boy did not like the stops in between, hence he complained by crying on and off throughout the whole journey home... I had to talk to him constantly, to reassure him that I was with him and we were heading home.
After reaching home, I played Peek a Boo with him for a while, then tucked him to sleep. I thought " Now I can have some time alone to myself!" Managed to put the clothes in for a wash. Then the phone rang and my mom wanted to come over for me to do her accounts, so she did. I was typing halfway when Trevor cried. Half an hour only! was my reaction... but it was not even 9pm yet, and he was fed at 6+. So I had to drop all things and to carry him... Before I did that, I took out the frozen milk from the freezer to the fridge to defrost the milk for his consumption later, as I knew that he would be hungry. He did not sleep long in my arms, before long, he was hungry. Thank God, my mom was around, so she carried him while I quickened the process of thawing, by placing the bottles into warm water. I smelt the milk that was thawed before I fed him and I noticed a very strong fishy smell coming from the milk. I was taken aback, should I feed or not... I was in a dilemma, and mom had to leave at that moment. So here I was, baby in hand and phone in the other calling all the experienced moms to ask them. No one was available... :( Thank God after 15 mins, Jo called me back and I managed to ask her... She said it should be ok (later confirmed by Mi Mi, that the smell was due to the large amounts of fish she ate during the confinement) By then, it was time to pick Mi Mi up... so I decided not to feed him, but to bring along the milk just in case, Mi Mi's cell was not done yet, then I would feed Trevor.
Along I went, thank God, it was a smooth drive and Trevor did not cry. WOW! Mi Mi was ready to leave by the time I reached, so Trevor was fed by mom and not the bottle...
That's my story of my 1st night alone with Trevor. An interesting time for me...
Moo Moo signing off
3 comments:
That sure was an exciting night! Don't you just wish that our 'daddy nipples" are not just for ornamental purposes. At least we can help feed the baby...hee hee. I was telling Jas, if I could breastfeed, I'll quit my job and be a stay at home dad!
Well done, daddy! I never knew that breast milk would take on the smell of what we ate. I'm craving durian - I wonder if my baby would like durian scented milk!!
> hey MooMoo! great job! All these will only get better with every practice in each passing day. Same goes for me in managing Emma too.. getting the hang of feeding Emma, changing her diapers, swaddling her and putting her to sleep.. first few times were simply horrendous.. but surely and slowly, i'm getting the hang of it, by God's grace... press on! =)
> Meimei, yeah, babies will taste what u ate.. that's why pple advice mommies not to eat too much chilli if they're breastfeeding.. cos not many babies can take spicy stuff that young.. =)
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