2 Weeks On

Our Noey's 2 weeks old today and so far, he's been, for the most part, a real sweetie.



Since arriving in our world, he seems to have adjusted incredibly well, leaving his Mum and Dad wondering what the fuss about how a baby would turn our lives upside down was all about. (Of course, now I'm afraid I've jinxed it by saying this but I really think he deserves some credit here!) Since the first hour when I latched him on shortly after birth, he's been a good feeder, as evidenced by the many poopy diapers we've had to deal with. The result of the hospital's relentless schedule of sending him in every 3 hours to suckle perhaps, but he's doing well in that respect and I can't complain. Sometimes maybe a little too well since the past couple of days he's been starting to get up more frequently and needing a feed every 2 hours. But since my goal is to make him GROW I guess I just have to put up with it! And other than crying for a feed (which is 80% of his cry-time), he's pretty much been a good natured baby, happy to sleep or randomly kick around and occasionally demand to be carried.

It hasn't all been completely smooth sailing -- on his first night back, he decided he wanted to be awake in the middle of the night and fuss for more than an hour, leaving his brand new and then confinement help-less parents confused and struggling.

But since then, he's gradually moved his awake time to the daylight hours mostly. My favourite times are in the morning after the confinement nanny has given him a bath and he's all sweet smelling and awake, curious but not fussing. That's when I love to hold him and stare at him, or prop him up on my bed against a pillow and talk to him while he does his own thing. It's so incredibly cute.









So everything is good in the Ong household so far. Wonder what the next weeks would bring? Whatever the case, I must say, it's been way better having baby out that in!