Mark this date. 25 November 2006.
A significant milestone happened this very day. I've been looking forward to this day since Maegan was born, albiet with fear and trembling. Not a day I look forward to excitedly by the day I knew will come but just not sure when.
It's funny how you look forward to something you don't want to happen. You know it will happen someday but you just wonder how you, as a new dad, will react when it finally does.
You start wondering how it's going to happen, if it will ever happen, cross your fingers hoping that it will never happen and prepare your mind so that when it finally happens, you will be calm and ready to take care of it.
Well, it has finally happened. I'm just glad Maegan is still smiling, crying and doing everything she would always do, including pooing 3 times on 3 different pampers, all within 10 mins.
Yes, Maegan is doing just fine. Thank God.
So mark this date. 25 November 2006. What happened?
Well, she just fell off our bed that's all. :o(
Saturday, November 25, 2006
Thursday, November 23, 2006
Between a rock and a hard place
I just realised that being dad doesn't stop at my daughter. It includes managing grandparents.
In management, we call it Managing Upwards.
Reason for my enlightenment? Maegan's foray into the world of solids. She loves it. She loves the taste of carrots, veges and fish. Yes, fish at six months. We did recall our doctor saying to keep fish away for until she is a little older but baby nutrition books seem to say otherwise.
Either way, Maegan loves it but not her skin it seems. She's basically broke out in a slight rash and we have no clue which ingredient is causing it.
Asking Daphne's mum to stop feeding her fish ends up with her being upset about her work of love. Talk about being in between a rock and a hard place.
My mum is no different.
It seems that the moment Maegan can take solids, every food is a possible try for her by my mum. It's not just with Maegan but with my niece and nephew as well. She will try to give them food that my brother and sister-in-law says no to but she will still try anyway.
What's up with grandparents? If being a new dad is hard enough, talk about managing new grand parents.
Hmm.. anyone have any suggestions? I can certainly make do with some at this moment. :o)
In management, we call it Managing Upwards.
Reason for my enlightenment? Maegan's foray into the world of solids. She loves it. She loves the taste of carrots, veges and fish. Yes, fish at six months. We did recall our doctor saying to keep fish away for until she is a little older but baby nutrition books seem to say otherwise.
Either way, Maegan loves it but not her skin it seems. She's basically broke out in a slight rash and we have no clue which ingredient is causing it.
Asking Daphne's mum to stop feeding her fish ends up with her being upset about her work of love. Talk about being in between a rock and a hard place.
My mum is no different.
It seems that the moment Maegan can take solids, every food is a possible try for her by my mum. It's not just with Maegan but with my niece and nephew as well. She will try to give them food that my brother and sister-in-law says no to but she will still try anyway.
What's up with grandparents? If being a new dad is hard enough, talk about managing new grand parents.
Hmm.. anyone have any suggestions? I can certainly make do with some at this moment. :o)
Sunday, November 19, 2006
It takes a lot to feed
How many people does it take to feed a baby? Four.
Yes, it takes four people to feed our little princess her cereals and now her porridge.
Her mummy will sit infront of her with a small little spoon full of sumptious porridge and like the B2 bombers flying into the war zone, the spoon flies, complete with the flight sound and straight into an open airstrip affectionately called, The Mouth.
Nina our helper stands behind holding Maegan down to her sit so that she does not move about so much that half the porridge ends up on her face instead of her mouth.
Her grandmother and grandfather stands in front of her making all the funny faces and sound just so that she would concentrate on the food before her and eat her fill.
Four adults just to feed one growing baby. I never knew feeding solids is so tough. Wouldn't it be better if Maegan just kept drinking milk? :o)
Well, just in case you are wondering what her daddy was doing when everyone was feeding Maegan? Well, I was busy taking photos!
Very important you know. :o)
Yes, it takes four people to feed our little princess her cereals and now her porridge.
Her mummy will sit infront of her with a small little spoon full of sumptious porridge and like the B2 bombers flying into the war zone, the spoon flies, complete with the flight sound and straight into an open airstrip affectionately called, The Mouth.
Nina our helper stands behind holding Maegan down to her sit so that she does not move about so much that half the porridge ends up on her face instead of her mouth.
Her grandmother and grandfather stands in front of her making all the funny faces and sound just so that she would concentrate on the food before her and eat her fill.
Four adults just to feed one growing baby. I never knew feeding solids is so tough. Wouldn't it be better if Maegan just kept drinking milk? :o)
Well, just in case you are wondering what her daddy was doing when everyone was feeding Maegan? Well, I was busy taking photos!
Very important you know. :o)
Thursday, November 16, 2006
6 months
Come Saturday, Maegan turns six months.
Yup, how time flies.
It really didn't seem that long ago when Barcelona beats Arsenal in the Champions League final, the very day my princess was born. The one event that changed my life completely.
Now six months on, I'm learning more as a dad. I've managed to decode the various MaeVin Ci codes. Pooh, Wee, Food or Me. Either one, it starts now with a very loud cry. Talk about seeking for attention!
Maegan has grow so much. She's now starting to learn how to crawl. Knees on the floor and buttocks up seems to be her favourite trick lately. She moves forward but slowly. I think my in-laws are getting worried the day she crawls fast. They'll have a hard time chasing her.
Her vocabulary is also improving. She's making more distinct noises with a couple that are her favourite words. "Daddy looks great!" is what she seem to be saying.
She loves to talk. Make funny sound and faces and blowing bubbles so hard that her face turns red.
It's been six months. It's great news that I've survived so far being dad. More importantly, Maegan is growing well and nicely.
I wonder what the next 6 months will bring.
More pooh? :o)
Yup, how time flies.
It really didn't seem that long ago when Barcelona beats Arsenal in the Champions League final, the very day my princess was born. The one event that changed my life completely.
Now six months on, I'm learning more as a dad. I've managed to decode the various MaeVin Ci codes. Pooh, Wee, Food or Me. Either one, it starts now with a very loud cry. Talk about seeking for attention!
Maegan has grow so much. She's now starting to learn how to crawl. Knees on the floor and buttocks up seems to be her favourite trick lately. She moves forward but slowly. I think my in-laws are getting worried the day she crawls fast. They'll have a hard time chasing her.
Her vocabulary is also improving. She's making more distinct noises with a couple that are her favourite words. "Daddy looks great!" is what she seem to be saying.
She loves to talk. Make funny sound and faces and blowing bubbles so hard that her face turns red.
It's been six months. It's great news that I've survived so far being dad. More importantly, Maegan is growing well and nicely.
I wonder what the next 6 months will bring.
More pooh? :o)
Tuesday, November 14, 2006
Night Dad
Am I a night time dad?
Why the question? Well, just a while ago on our way back from my in-laws, Daphne said that I'm more active in playing with Maegan at night when I come home after a long day of work.
Since she said that, I've been thinking a little about it.
Perhaps it's true. I love coming home to Maegan. Work is becoming increasingly demanding on my time. I'm slowly learning that running a charity is not an easy task let alone having a family to fend for at the same time. But, precisely having Maegan to go home to makes work all the more meaningful.
It's great fun the moment I step into the house. Both Daphne and I would go at the top of our voices "Guess who's back?" and we would search around for our little baby girl. Sometimes she would be with her grandma smiling at us or she would be no where to be found only to later return with smiling grandparents lugging goods from Malaysia. (Yes, my daughter has more travel chops on her passport than me)
We would have our dinner and I would play with her, carry her, cuddle her and often, volunteer to carry her from her car seat back home.
In the morning is somewhat different.
I often drag myself out of bed and after freshening up, I'll come out to our dining table for breakfast but not before seeing Maegan wide awake and playing. She would smile and get all excited. It's nice waking up to see your daughter smiling at the sight of you,.
I'll would carry her for a while, followed by my breakfast and papers. Morning routine. My mind would be filled with the meetings I have before me and getting ready for work.
A peg on her check and desperately trying to get her learn how to wave goodbye, I'm off to work.
Just like that.
So, perhaps there is a little difference between me in the morning and at night. Perhaps I am a night Dad.
I love her all the same but mornings are just a different time for me. I wonder if she notices the difference. I guess I'm just not a morning person. But then again, my friends from Kiwiland will tell you that it's nothing new.
They don't call me Possum* for nothing do they? :o)
*Possums are a beaver like animal that comes alive at night but sleeps in in the morning. A protected species in Australia but a pest in New Zealand.
Why the question? Well, just a while ago on our way back from my in-laws, Daphne said that I'm more active in playing with Maegan at night when I come home after a long day of work.
Since she said that, I've been thinking a little about it.
Perhaps it's true. I love coming home to Maegan. Work is becoming increasingly demanding on my time. I'm slowly learning that running a charity is not an easy task let alone having a family to fend for at the same time. But, precisely having Maegan to go home to makes work all the more meaningful.
It's great fun the moment I step into the house. Both Daphne and I would go at the top of our voices "Guess who's back?" and we would search around for our little baby girl. Sometimes she would be with her grandma smiling at us or she would be no where to be found only to later return with smiling grandparents lugging goods from Malaysia. (Yes, my daughter has more travel chops on her passport than me)
We would have our dinner and I would play with her, carry her, cuddle her and often, volunteer to carry her from her car seat back home.
In the morning is somewhat different.
I often drag myself out of bed and after freshening up, I'll come out to our dining table for breakfast but not before seeing Maegan wide awake and playing. She would smile and get all excited. It's nice waking up to see your daughter smiling at the sight of you,.
I'll would carry her for a while, followed by my breakfast and papers. Morning routine. My mind would be filled with the meetings I have before me and getting ready for work.
A peg on her check and desperately trying to get her learn how to wave goodbye, I'm off to work.
Just like that.
So, perhaps there is a little difference between me in the morning and at night. Perhaps I am a night Dad.
I love her all the same but mornings are just a different time for me. I wonder if she notices the difference. I guess I'm just not a morning person. But then again, my friends from Kiwiland will tell you that it's nothing new.
They don't call me Possum* for nothing do they? :o)
*Possums are a beaver like animal that comes alive at night but sleeps in in the morning. A protected species in Australia but a pest in New Zealand.
Sunday, November 12, 2006
I'm back :o)
I'm back.
After being offline for a while, I'm back. Or shall I say, we're back.
Maegan is getting cuter by the day and her daddy, getting busier by the minute.
So much has happened the last few weeks that I don't even know where to start. This time of the year is typically like this, lots of preparations for events, trying to fund-raise for the Foundation and trying to find some personal time is somewhat luxurious this season.
But being dad makes it all worth it. Sometimes, no matter how busy I am, I drive back to my in-laws place just to spend some time with Maegan and I feel recharged for the rest of the day. It's brilliant.
So what has happened the last few weeks?
Well, here you go.
1. My organisation changed name from Young Leaders Foundation to Halogen Foundation.
2. Daphne travelled to Japan for a week. (Picture of Daphne and Maegan before she flew.)
3. Maegan stayed over at her grandparents place while mummy is away while daddy gets busy at work.
4. Ran our final event for the year with 1600 students at Singapore Expo.
5. Daddy renovates office the next day after event. Staff thinks he's crazy.
6. Maegan started holding her own bottle while feeding
7. Daphne stopped breast feeding and we started formula for Maegan.
8. Maegan's poo get's stinkier by the day.
9. Maegan went for her doctor visit and her doc calls her "fatty". She weighs 7.5kg
10. Daphne bought a Bambo Chair for Maegan.
11. Maegan starts wanting to crawl.
12. Maegan's fart gets stinkier by the day.
13. Maegan started her first cereal feed.
I'll take sometime over the next few days to share more about what has happened. But as you can see, time flies when you are a dad.
More importantly, I'm back blogging.
Miss blogging actually. Hope you miss reading it too. :o)
After being offline for a while, I'm back. Or shall I say, we're back.
Maegan is getting cuter by the day and her daddy, getting busier by the minute.
So much has happened the last few weeks that I don't even know where to start. This time of the year is typically like this, lots of preparations for events, trying to fund-raise for the Foundation and trying to find some personal time is somewhat luxurious this season.
But being dad makes it all worth it. Sometimes, no matter how busy I am, I drive back to my in-laws place just to spend some time with Maegan and I feel recharged for the rest of the day. It's brilliant.
So what has happened the last few weeks?
Well, here you go.
1. My organisation changed name from Young Leaders Foundation to Halogen Foundation.
2. Daphne travelled to Japan for a week. (Picture of Daphne and Maegan before she flew.)
3. Maegan stayed over at her grandparents place while mummy is away while daddy gets busy at work.
4. Ran our final event for the year with 1600 students at Singapore Expo.
5. Daddy renovates office the next day after event. Staff thinks he's crazy.
6. Maegan started holding her own bottle while feeding
7. Daphne stopped breast feeding and we started formula for Maegan.
8. Maegan's poo get's stinkier by the day.
9. Maegan went for her doctor visit and her doc calls her "fatty". She weighs 7.5kg
10. Daphne bought a Bambo Chair for Maegan.
11. Maegan starts wanting to crawl.
12. Maegan's fart gets stinkier by the day.
13. Maegan started her first cereal feed.
I'll take sometime over the next few days to share more about what has happened. But as you can see, time flies when you are a dad.
More importantly, I'm back blogging.
Miss blogging actually. Hope you miss reading it too. :o)
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