Three weeks old.

Luca screams at the top of his voice when he is hungry and very much an impatient chap.

It takes two persons to bathe him and at night, two persons to attend to him. One for diaper change and the other to prepare milk for him.

An infant faces no worries but Luca frowns at times and mostly smiles - thankfully if not he'll look like his dad. Ha ha.

His hair a little brown and we suspect he might have visited the salon before he arrived.

He continues to wheeze even though we purchased a humidifier and very often finds himself in a pool of poo when he wakes up perhaps due to the wrong size of diaper he is wearing. (Just a guess as we are still figuring out).

He burps pretty loudly when ge feels like it if not he won't even burp after half an hour of patting his back. If only he could do what his mum is best at - burp. Loudly.

This little rascal is a worth our time and attention as we enjoy every moment of parenthood.

When he cries ..

I feel helpless and it pains me to see him suffer for reasons I cannot explain.

Perhaps he is hungry, perhaps he is cold. I still don't understand his gestures even after 3 weeks.

Maybe I need another couple of weeks because I am a slow learner.









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Sleepless...

I can't wait for Luca's next milestone. I know it is exaggerating but that's what parents are. Exaggerated love.

Since his umblical cord dropped off couple of days back, I now look forward to his developed tear ducts release of those first tears.

Well. Not that I am evil but having tears would mean he is growing well.

Just yesterday Sandy told me hid navel had trickles of blood. Ok. Exaggerated. Just a tiny drop and that sent me looking in the direction of google. To find out what's normal and what's not.

The anxiety of parents.

He slept well on our bed last night and woke up after three hours of sleep. For milk and a change of diaper.

As usual, mother would be the first to react while I try to turn a deaf ear to him wanting further attention but after awhile, I just had to wake up and make sure Luca is fine.

Our sleeping pattern has changed drastically and Sandy complains that I snore rather loud these days. I guess because I am tired. Physically that is.

I try to turn in as early as 10pm or whenever Luca manages to fall asleep into the night. You know why don't you? Because you never know when the sleep will be disrupted thus sleep is now a top priority.

I hope he grows up to be a gentleman and importantly a healthy and fit chap.

Not like his father who now looks as if fatigue has prevailed. ; )

Yes. I look terribly sleepy all the time but I am enjoying every bit of this journey - parenthood.








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Luca's Thoughts ...

 

I can't believe this world is stranger than I thought.

It is not wet but I feel cold at times.

From where I came from, I lived in a wet environment but I never shivered. 

 

I hardly made any noise in my wet world except for my usual hiccups

Now, I wail at the top of my voice because I feel uncomfortable.

And a strange hand will lift me up without seeking my persmission.

 

The sounds I hear no longer beat in rhythm like before

It is what I now call noise. 

Voices of different pitch and some can be really loud.

 

Once awhile I get a treat to return to the water

But it never lasts longer than three minutes

And I always wonder why not

 

Now I cry when I get hungry and I'll be fed milk

It never was like that and the mouth will need to open to stay full

If only I could taste lasagne soon again 

 

 

 

 

10 days old ..

Time flies and Luca is now 10 days old .... Or rather this picture was taken when he was 7 days old.




It is a lot of joy learning to read his cries, his actions and best of all, his facial expression. They amuse me all the time.

Despite keeping Sandy and I awake all night, I guess Luca's presence is more than bliss. Just watching his every move when he suckles from the bottle brings me to reality that feeding a child is no easy task.

They struggle when they are hungry and they struggle again when they are filled. Worst is when you try hard to burp him and nothing comes out except for processed milk - vomit.

It smells but it doesn't annoy me.

His poo smells (a little) and surely looks disgusting but I still won't get annoyed and would proceed to help him get changed.

This is the joy of parenting.

I used to wonder how my parents tolerated my bad behaviour when I was younger but now I know.

It is love ....




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A happy family.

In my prayers, I wish not for wealth but for health and most importantly happiness in the family.

As most of you are aware, my boy is a week old now. Healthy and at times naughty. Cries at night like all babies but the bad side for us is that we have yet to learn the signs of what he wants and needs from us.

We are perhaps slow learners but happy to learn.

Anyway, the family had a big dispute over the weekend and it is about the caring of both mother and child. It seems like a very common issue faced by families all around me. Cousins and even friends have shared but I thought I would be spared the agony of such a squabble.

Just like the wails of a baby, the squabble seems inevitable but at no point of time did I intend to hurt any parties involved but I guess I did.

I might have hurt two persons whom are very close to me - the baby's great grandma and grandma whom have every intention to do good for both Sandy and Luca.

And we appreciate all their efforts and help but due to some reasons, I have no choice but to make a difficult decision. I shall write no more but just hope that that they understand my intentions for them are not bad too.

And for sure I will make them my role model and care for my kid the way they cared for me but perhaps only in a different manner but still with good intentions, love, warmth and most importantly maintain a happy family.

Whatever it is, we are a big happy family and my prayers will not be left unanswered.


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Finally ... The arrival of My Little Prince

It didn't take too long for Sandy to push Luca through the gates of the birth canal, sending him into the arms of Dr Heng at Parkway East. Surely a day to remember.

We expected a longer battle of 'breathe in & out' but a miracle just happened and in three quick pushes and mere 3 minutes or less, Luca's head popped out from his hideout followed by his entire self.

I thank our guardian angels for the blessings and for giving Sandy minimal pain throughout pregnancy and delivery. Thank you also to all the prayers and wishes you have given us to enable a smooth delivery.








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The Song For Luca

No other song rings in my ear except for this original song I composed for my little Prince while I wait for his grand appearance.

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We heard the news
You were coming

We embraced
As we knew for sure

That your eyes will look
Like ours

And that smile
Will melt all hearts

I couldn’t really believe it
That soon I will be a father

But the news kept me awake all night
Because I was all excited

I know that when you grow up
You will look like me

But it’ll be better to look like mummy
Because she’s all so pretty pretty …

We’ll travel the world
We’ll climb all mountains
We’ll sing this song
And let it live on
As we’ll grow in age together

We’ll teach our Luca to sing this song
We’ll want him to sing and write us another song
So our songs can be forever


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Location:Telok Kurau Rd,,Singapore

Luca's on his way...

Seated along the corridor of Eastshore Hospital, I am waiting for the doctors and nurses to gear up Sandy for the final lap - Luca's delivery.

At 0115am when Sandy shouted the code to inform me that Luca is about to make his entrance while taking a pee, I got all excited but we didn't panic. She even took a shower while I chose what was most suitable clothes to welcome my little Prince Luca.

It has been a long wait for today and finally I am waiting outside the delivery ward for the nurses to allow me in to be the cheerleader of the mother-son team.

A delayed mother's day gift I suppose from Luca.

Sandy is now doing her epidural and I hope she isn't in much pain as she receives the jab and won't be in too much pain later too as she delivers Luca.

I am sure all will turn out well for both mother and son as Sandy and I start our journey of parenthood.

Will update all again later once he is delivered.

Location:Telok Kurau Rd,,Singapore

In two weeks...

.. Or maybe within a week, Luca will charge his way out from Sandy's 'you-know-what' and greet us all with a hearty cry. A cry of joy from being released from the dark and wet environment he has been living in for nine odd months.

As the time gets nearer and whenever Sandy calls me, I'll ask if she is in labour. If you know her well enough, you can guess her answer. Yes. That's right!




Still eating lots despite the doctor's advice, I wonder if she will slim down from the numerous weight and fats she gained from pregnancy. I sure hope she can if not it is going to be hard on me. Ha ha.

Last night I completed the hundred-page book, The Little Prince and gave Luca the permission to make his way out of the birth canal but maybe he just wasn't paying enough attention as he was thinking about the story of The Little Prince with golden hair.

Perhaps the time is ripe for my little prince to say hello. So Luca boy, work hard to find your way out. We hope to be able to see you soon and don't forget to bring us the light and joy because we'll do the same for you.