6 Months Later…

Cannot believe 6 months have passed just like that… the past 6 months have been FULL ON. That is quite an understatement really. You just don’t realize what a luxury it was to only have to care for one child until another one comes along. Life is busy, busy and busy ALL the time! Sleep is pretty much a bonus on days when we get lucky. The house is a permanent bomb site. I have been very lucky though, half the time I have had my mum staying with us and helping me with the kids. She was here for 3 months when Silver was born, and recently 3 weeks with my youngest sis. Best 3 weeks I have had this year, lol. We did lots of fun things and I got to go out and feel normal again after a long time of just being a full time mother. They have just gone last weekend, so once again I am left to care for my children all by myself (on weekdays when hubby is at work) and some days are great, some are just so overwhelming….
Good news is – I KNOW I am NOT alone! I know many mums out there are going through the exact same thing as me. The same joys, the same challenges. We all need to stick together and keep encouraging each other and be there for each other when we need to vent. I am so blessed that I have many women in my life I can count on for support, and so thankful.
Anyway, I will write a bit more another night when I have a bit more time. It is almost 10pm and I have JUST finished setting up my own little home office corner away from the clutter in the study… so I have a clear workspace, and it feels good. Also feels good to be back in front on a laptop and typing words! Phones are totally overrated, and is not the same thing. Here’s to more future blogging and sharing!Β 

The Birth of Silver Grace Peterson

This blog has been abandoned for many, many months now but I figured now is a good time to write a new blog post because Micah now has a little sister! This is her birth story…
(To read Micah’s birth story, click here:Β http://www.kimbaspride.com/2011/12/birth-of-micah-solomon-peterson.html)
Introducing Silver Grace Peterson, born 5.11pm on Sunday, 16th March 2014.
Weight 4.54kg, Length 52cm, Head Circ 37.5cm.
Unlike Micah (who was born at 38 weeks), this little bubba was way too comfortable in my belly and did NOT want to come out! The last few weeks of my pregnancy was such a long haul… I was HUGE, I was HEAVY, I was getting quite immobile and sore, and every day I waited was another day I felt was wasted doing absolutely nothing but wait. I even started getting cabin fever because I was too paranoid to drive in case I started getting contractions… and I went for a few short walks but that was all I could manage without feeling incredibly sore. Now I feel like I probably whinged too much, but if you look at the size of my belly most of you would understand….
Fully cooked @ 40 weeks
It all finally started happening at 40 weeks and 2 days. It was a Sunday morning and at around 7am my waters broke while I was still in bed. I immediately woke up, jumped off the bed, and said to my husband “Enoch, YAY my waters broke!! Oh no, I am wet! Oh no there goes another gush of water!!”
Because all this has happened before with Micah (waters breaking before contractions even started happening) we knew what we had to do. I jumped straight in the shower to wash up, put on a pad and called my midwife, Heather. She said to just go and have some breakfast and when we’re ready make our way to the hospital for CTG observation. So I had some breakfast and we made our way to the hospital.
At the hospital Heather hooked me up to the CTG machine and started monitoring baby’s heart rate etc. Took my blood pressure, did a swab etc… all the standard stuff you do to make sure everything is okay. Everything was okay, so we were given the OK to go home and wait for things to happen. Of course we knew things would just happen like it did with Micah, the other option of inducing if things did not progress naturally just was very unlikely.
Not long after we got home, the first contractions started happening just after 10am. It was very irregular at first, but started progressing very quickly. By 11.30am it started happening every 10 minutes quite regularly. By 12.30pm I was in the shower and putting up with regular, more painful contractions every 5 minutes and they were lasting 40 seconds or more. It was time to ring Heather again. We made plans to meet at the hospital at 2pm to allow time for me to slowly get out of the shower, get dressed, make my way to the car, out of the car, make my way to the ward etc etc. Gosh that was a huge struggle!!! The contractions were getting more and more painful and intense and I really did not have much time in between contractions to do things like get dressed etc.Β 
Eventually, with a lot of help from Enoch, we got there. I don’t know how, but we made it to Birthing Suite 13. All I remember now is pain, pain, pain. Breathe, breathe, breathe. Cry, cry, cry. Why am I here again?! How the heck did I get myself into this situation… again?! It took every fibre of my being to try and be positive. All the waiting before sort of helped, I took joy in the fact that the end IS near. So this time around, compared to Micah’s labour, I was a lot more calm and did not scream as much. Instead, I surprised myself with the focus I had to just keep breathing.
Heather’s choice of words were spot on and very reassuring. I loved how she kept telling me that with every contraction, I need to imagine baby moving down and me opening up. She kept telling me my body is amazing and I should just go with it, listen to what my body is telling me, and not to fight it. So I did. I breathed, I imagined, and I did not fight the pain.
I was in the shower for as long as possible. Taking contraction after contraction, enjoying the warmth of the water in between and resting in between. I think I was in the shower for almost 2 hours, I don’t know for sure but felt like it.
Eventually I had to come out of the shower so Heather could examine me. By this time, I was 7cm dilated, which is good. I was a bit disappointed that it was only 7 and not the full 10, but Heather once again reassured me that the last 3cm will happen quickly. She wasn’t wrong!!!
The next stage DID happen quickly, quicker than I imagined. I was lying on my side. Heather wanted me to go on my knees but I insisted on not moving. I just couldn’t move!!!! Poor Enoch had to support one of my legs up in the air with his knee so I can have my legs apart while lying sideways. They gave me the gas, it did nothing in terms of pain relief, but gave me something else to focus on and to distract me. I enjoyed the gas and the state of blur it did to my head. Even though I could still feel the pain, I felt like I was floating around in La-La land and all I had to do was keep breathing in and out, deep breaths.
Before long, the urge to push naturally came over me without anyone telling me to push.
Apparently I pushed for less than 30 minutes – which is incredible considering I spent the whole 2 hours pushing for Micah and failed to push him out naturally! (He was “vacuumed” out)
The PAIN was SO intense during pushing, but I was a lot less tired, more focused, and encouraged each time I pushed by the very distinct feel between my legs… I could FEEL baby trying to come out! I did not have that feeling with Micah. Because I could feel REAL PROGRESS this time around, each time I pushed I gave it more and more, ignoring the fact that towards the end I felt some tearing and I was in so much pain….. when Silver was FINALLY out I just let out a huge “Thank you God! OH THANK YOU GOD, Thank You that it is all OVER!!!”…. it was just a massive sigh of relief!!!
I couldn’t believe it was happening all over again.. this massive feeling of joy as a newborn baby is placed on my chest. Of course it wasn’t all over…. while I was rejoicing in the fact that baby is finally OUT, and that the worst is over… I still had to be injected so my placenta would come out…. finally the placenta came out but they then had to check to see if I needed stitches…. oh, of course I did. So local anesthetic goes in, and stitches happening all while I was lying in that messy bloody bed.
But it doesn’t matter. It is all over. I was holding my baby in my arms. She is alive and she is healthy. She started searching and found my boobs and started sucking. I am a mummy all over again. So blessed and so happy. We just stayed there for a while before I got up to have my shower and they weighed her and cleaned her… her birth weight was 4.54kg! She is a 10 pound baby, typical Peterson big baby. Some people went “ouch” as soon as they heard. Ouch. Yes. Ouch.
So now, 4 days later and my body is still recovering. Everything is still pretty much ouch. My back especially seems completely wrecked. I need to see a physio and get this sorted. I am on painkillers to get on with my day. Without painkillers I can barely walk. The after birth pains are sooooo much more painful this time around, especially the first 3 days. It has eased off now, thankfully… but the after birth contractions were sooooo painful especially whenever I was breastfeeding.
The first night was great – I got two blocks of 3 hour sleeps because Silver slept so well. But apparently that was normal for baby to sleep well the first 24 hours because their tummy was still full from all the food they consumed while still in my belly. The 2nd and 3rd nights….nightmare. My milk wasn’t in yet. In fact, on the 2nd night nothing was coming out of my boobs when I hand expressed… not even a drop of colostrum. She was sucking on my boobs from 9pm – 3pm when I finally gave in and the nurse at the hospital suggested formula. I couldn’t stand letting her cry and cry from hunger, and not getting anything from my boobs. Plus, after 6 hours of breastfeeding we just needed to get some sleep! So I gave her 40ml of formula and finally went to sleep at 4am and got a much needed 4 hours sleep.
Thankfully that dose of formula was just once off. On the 3rd day, some stuff finally came out when I hand expressed… probably thanks to her sucking so much the night before! The 3rd night was still quite a struggle… she pretty much fed all night again but thankfully settled at 3am and we got 2 hours sleep. Better than none!! But surviving on 2 hours sleep really makes you cranky and emotional, some tears were cried that morning. Some yelling at loved ones too. Not a good day.
By the 4th day my boobs are nice and full, big and hard lol. Oh the familiar pain in my chest!!! Milk supply is of abundance, and Silver spent most of today content, happy, full and drunk with milk. Finally a decent night of 2-3 block of hours sleep. Much happier. Much more sane. I am a functional human being once again.
Hopefully we can establish a nice little routine now. Enjoying the newborn stage, she just sleeps most of the day. Hoping to do a newborn photo shoot for her tomorrow if I can be bothered, lol. We are open to visitors now that we are a bit more rested. I can stay up more during the day now and spend time with Micah. Really hoping to feel better physically with my back and all the various achy parts of my body…. look forward to my next shopping trip haha. That probably won’t happen until next week, but time really flies when you have a new baby in the house! I mean, I cannot believe it is Friday already tomorrow… one week down! Only another week to go and my husband will have to go back to work! NOOOOOOO….. I love having Enoch around. He has been such an amazing support person. My mum too. I simply cannot do it without her helping me look after Micah, cooking, cleaning and doing the laundry. I am so blessed to just have this time to focus on recovering and looking after Silver (basically be her milk machine).
Well that’s basically it. To summarize, my labour this time around was around 7 hours in total. Micah’s was 13 hours. So YAY to half the time! I only pushed for less than 30 mins this time.. with success. Micah’s was more than 2 hours, with no success and needed intervention. So YAY to natural labour!! My milk came in on Day 3. Micah’s milk came in on Day 5. So YAY to milk!! Silver was born during the day, which meant I had more energy and then rewarded with a good night sleep that night. Micah was born overnight, which meant I was completely exhausted by the end of it and struggled to really sleep during the day due to all the excitement. So YAY to daytime labour!!
I will end this blog post with a series of photos I have already posted on FB and Instagram so far… should really go and have a shower and get some sleep before Silver wakes for her next feed!
First car ride leaving the hospital
Relaxing with daddy
First time meeting big brother, Micah. Kisses!
First feed at home, Micah just loves to be around.
First night at the hospital – restful sleeps.
Daddy’s little girl – just hours after she was born.
Micah is officially in love with his little sister!
Quality time with Grandma.

P/S: What’s the story behind Silver’s name??? Well, my name (Kim) means “Gold” in Chinese. My sister is Pearly and youngest sister is Ruby. So we thought for our girl we will follow the tradition of my family’s girls aka precious jewels / precious metal. Silver made sense because it is a precious metal, she is the second child so again Silver (doesn’t mean she is 2nd place in our hearts just means she came second in the birthing order lol) and technically Silver is also in the Bible. May not be a Biblical character’s name (the Peterson family naming tradition) but in the Bible nevertheless as a precious and valued metal, purified like God’s word. (Ignore the fact the fact that silver is commonly coveted and the exchange of silver did play a role in some major falls…it is not the silver’s fault it is the fault of sinful man hehe)


A New Beginning… Take Two, lol

Many of you would know by now that Enoch and I are expecting our second child πŸ™‚ We are due on the 14th of March 2014 (this is the new revised due date after today’s 12-week scan). I am currently 12 weeks and 3 days pregnant!
It feels so good that I can now openly write about my pregnancy, having passed the 12-weeks “danger zone”. It was quite annoying though, the first trimester is actually when I needed to be able to vent the most! I haven’t had the best past few months to be honest, I have been so fatigued especially at night and I had terrible nausea and gagging, again especially at night. At some stage I was just feeling sick all day long without any relief. I even vomited a few times! Very unpleasant…
Hopefully now that I am past this first trimester, the symptoms would start to ease up… it is starting to get better some days already, although some days it would suddenly come back and make me feel sick all over again. Just have to tough it out I guess.
Enoch and I are over the moon, we are truly blessed and it never ceases to amaze us this gift of life growing in my body. I love going to ultrasounds, I love seeing my baby, and then I come home to my big baby Micah and I just want to give him a thousand kisses and hugs to let him know how much I love him.
So, I haven’t blogged on here much at all. I think I might just start again. We’ll see πŸ™‚

Micah at 18 Months

Micah and I went out for a BIG walk today, we started at a friend’s house then crossed the road to the walking path pass the lake, along the path, cross a main road, cross a bridge and then along another path when Micah started getting restless so I let him out for a walk. He enjoyed walking around and tired himself out so much, eventually he got very grumpy and fell asleep in the pram on our walk back.
We even saw a couple of horses during our walk so I got Micah to go up to them as it was his first time seeing a horse up close!Β 
Micah will be officially 18 months old next week, so I really should start listing down his development milestones just as a record on here. So here goes….
  • SLEEPING – I am so pleased with his new sleep routine. For the past 3-4 weeks now, his routine has been Dinner at 6pm, Bath at 6.45pm, Read a Bible Story at 7.15pm and Bedtime at 7.30pm. Basically tuck him in, wide awake, lights off, no screaming no crying, no need for music, just him talking to himself, even saying “Bye Bye” and “Night Night” as we leave his room and close the door! And within a few minutes he will be asleep. Notice how there is NO breastfeeding involved? So happy! He is officially weaned off his night feeds which means Enoch can do bedtime anytime I need him to, hehe. Just makes the bedtime routine seem a lot shorter for me, less tiring, and frees me up to do other things. Micah is no longer fully dependant on me to go to sleep, yay! He generally sleeps through the night except for two nights ago, he has been a little bit unwell, but he is generally good and sleeps all the way until anywhere between 6am – 7am. Whenever he sleeps past 7am I do a little happy dance….. lol. He generally only has one nap during the day now about 1.5 – 3 hours.
  • EATING – Micah is obviously a great eater and eats everything, and recently he has been showing off his skills at feeding himself with a spoon. So proud of him πŸ™‚
  • PLAYING – he walks and runs everywhere, very interactive. He now knows how to climb up play equipment, and go down a slide all by himself. A true toddler! He absolutely LOVES looking at pictures in books – always going up to our book shelves and getting books out and just sitting there flipping through the pages, until we come over and read something to him.
  • TALKING – he still doesn’t say a lot of words clearly, mostly a whole lot of jibberish no one understands… but a few words we do understand are “Bye Bye” “Night Night” (as he waves) “Knock Knock” (and he does the knocking action) “Mama” “Dada” “Nana” (short for Banana) “What’s This” “Shoes” “No” (new word I don’t like this new word!) “Juice” and noise words such as “Uh Oh” (whenever he drops something) and “Vroom Vroom” whenever he plays with his cars.
Obviously some of the above does not apply whenever we are out and about during the day or out for dinner, etc – and there is only so much “routine” we can stick to some days, especially if he is grumpy and upset over something. Like this week he has been a lot crankier and whingy than usual, and it could be his teeth (soooo many teeth!) or because he has a snotty nose or because he sometimes gets an upset stomach before doing a massive poo, but you know, life goes on and we just deal with whatever comes along. I need to go now, totally lost my train of thoughts so ending my post rather abruptly here. Haha. Bye!
Oh! Immunisation and 18 Month Health Appointment next week so hopefully another blog post then.

I Should Be in Bed Sleeping But Instead I Write This Post

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Gee time flies. It seems like yesterday I celebrated my first Mother’s Day, Micah sat on the table with us for the first time in his high chair, and hubby cooked me breakfast. This year, hubby built me a taller backdrop frame so I can finally have the photo studio I have always wanted.
The process of setting up my studio got slightly delayed as the day after Mother’s Day I got sick and felt totally run down. It was truly bad timing. I had to cancel photo shoots and hubby was away for work so I didn’t have any help… but I soldiered on. TV was a lifesaver. Micah and I were both sick, so we welcomed the opportunity to just snuggle up and watch TV for most of the day. It was actually quite nice to cancel all our social activities, chores and work, and just focus on each other and well, sleeping and resting.Β 
After two and a half days, I can say I feel almost normal. I’d like to think I fought it and stopped it from getting worse just in time! Although I really should be in bed by now, not sure what I’m doing writing this blog post… oh well, might as well continue and finish up.
Anywayyy… what I wanted to say was, I used the backdrop Enoch built for me as a partition to create a little studio corner in the dining area. The dining table has been shrunk (previous extended) and made room for my studio. Then, I had this problem of this ugly wall right next to the backdrop…Β 
I immediately wanted a wallpaper. I acted so fast on it too, lol. I looked up wallpapers online and got an idea of how much it costs. Then I Googled where to find wallpapers in Berwick – and who would’ve thought the local paint shop might have them! I went to the paint shop, chatted to a church friend who works there, and woohoo they had HEAPS of wallpapers to choose from! Most of them you had to order in, but I was so fortunate they had some in stock that were leftovers from previous construction jobs. I even scored the pattern I had my eye on while I was browsing eBay… clouds!!
So I got home from the paint shop, put Micah down for his afternoon nap, and very quickly got to work on my wallpaper. It took me just over an hour, and just as I was finishing up and tidying up, Micah woke up. Good timing! The problem was, I didn’t do a very good job. There are lines on my wallpaper but at least the ugly wall is now hidden and the wallpaper now creates a cosy feel to my studio corner. My studio is now complete. I can fix the wallpaper later. I am happy enough and look forward to my three photo shoots scheduled for this week πŸ™‚
Whilst Micah has been accommodating my photo shoot requests most of the time, this morning he just didn’t feel like posing and made it clear to me that he wasn’t interested by grabbing a book off the shelves and started reading… hhmmmppphhh… still very cute πŸ™‚
I am so blessed that my photography venture has really taken off and I am getting a steady stream of enquiries and bookings, and I even booked my first event photography gig for early June! I am so lucky that I am able to do this – earn some income from home – and still be able to spend time with Micah. It is definitely not easy, sometimes Micah can be quite demanding, and sometimes I really fall behind with the chores which actually makes hubby quite unhappy… so I need to learn how to create a better balance and be more organised and get more things done and still get enough rest so it all doesn’t get too overwhelmingly difficult or too tiring.
Other than that, I love my life!

My Experience with Various Sleeping No-Nos for Babies…

Sometimes it is very important to remember that EVERY BABY IS DIFFERENT. Therefore, don’t ever let anyone tell you that what you’re doing with your baby is wrong. You just have to do what works best for you! To identify what works best for you, yes you will try different things and then your parental instincts take over.. and you do what makes your baby happy. Books and guidelines are great as a start, but at the end of the day, all babies are different so you listen to your gut, not your health nurse or grandparents or bossy friends etc.
I wanted to share MY experience today because I realise a lot of parents out there probably struggle with the same issues I struggled with during Micah’s first year as a baby. He wasn’t the best at sleeping, and I totally envied all my friends who got it right from an early beginning, and I did a lot of things that “statistics” have claimed will cause a lot of problems when Micah is older. Well, Micah is older now, so I can reflect back on what I did and how it has affected him today.
Disclaimer: The following are just examples based on my personal experience and by no means guarantee that it will have the same results with other babies.

Sleeping No-No #1: Do Not Let Your Baby Sleep in the Bouncer because He Will Just Get Used to the Bouncing / Rocking and will have trouble Sleeping in his Cot When He Is Older…

When Micah was younger, he really struggled to fall asleep in his cot. As soon as I lie him down flat, he would scream and scream without giving up. The only way to really calm him down and get him to have most of his naps during the day and even some at night was to rock him or bounce him, and there’s only so much rocking you can do yourself without feeling like your arm is about to fall off so he fell asleep on the bouncer quite a lot when he was younger.
This probably went on for a couple of months… so I would say between 1 month old – 3 months old and then he got over it and started sleeping really well in his cot because we then moved on to the NEXT sleeping No-No…

Sleeping No-No #2: Do not give your baby the DUMMY because it will become a Sleep Association and he will always expect a dummy and without it he won’t be able to fall asleep and it will be difficult to wean him off the dummy….

Micah’s “Dummy Stage” was very short lived. It was really handy to be able to use the dummy and keep him happy while we were out and about, especially while we were doing the Alpha Course at church, because it was night time and 3 hours and we needed him to sleep. He was about 3-4 months then, I think. Then we used the dummy to help him sleep at night. Yes, he went through a stage when he would wake up in the middle of the night because he has lost his dummy and we had to give it back to him.. but this whole thing only went on for again, a couple of months at most, because eventually he has figured out an easier, more convenient way of sucking something to sleep….
…….. and that was his fingers! It was brilliant for a while, I’m only sad it didn’t last as long as I wanted to, because eventually he forgot how to find his fingers and struggled to fall asleep again… lol.
But you see, we didn’t have to do anything to wean him off the dummy… he weaned all by himself!

Sleeping No-No #3: Feeding to Sleep. This will cause big problems when he is older and can’t fall asleep without his mummy’s boobies. Huge sleep association thing.

This one is a huge one for me.. so I should take my time in writing this and make sure I describe it as it is. How shall I describe it… hhmmm… well, first of all, it is EXHAUSTING to always be feeding him whenever I need him to sleep. It takes forever during the day that I wasn’t able to do much else, and it disrupts my sleep at night because it meant my husband couldn’t get up and help me resettle Micah back to sleep when he wakes.
On a positive note, I truly enjoyed all those cuddle times and those moments when I could watch him calm down immediately from a distressed cry and just how breastfeeding truly comforts him and I love watching him drift away to sleepyland and get all “drugged up” that even when I sit him up to burp he would stay asleep. I love those moments!!
I actually continued doing that for the longest time… even when he turned one, I was still feeding him to sleep. It was also how we survived two 8-hour plane flights to Malaysia, I was feeding him to sleep on my lap in the plane!
I actually thought it would be impossible for him to fall asleep without my boobies… and that I have dug myself a hole for sure….
The past month has proved me wrong! We have had to leave Micah with a babysitter for a full day while we attended a funeral in Sydney, and Micah went to sleep during the day without me, no problem. He went to bed at night at 7pm without me, no problem. Hubby has had to tuck him in to bed without me, no problem! He is quite happy to be read a story, tucked in to bed, say goodnight, leave him, and he will just look around for a little bit and then fall asleep without crying! We use the music on the baby monitor a lot to resettle him at night, and we find sometimes we don’t even need to use the music to put him to sleep!
My little boy is all grown up now, and has weaned himself off all the Sleeping No-Nos we have used to get by… yes, we could’ve tried to wean him off all those habits a lot sooner, after all he is 17 months now, but I didn’t see the need to rush it. I do enjoy those cuddle times. I like feeling needed. Now, I feel a little bit sad that bedtime routines won’t take that long anymore! I do like the fact that I am now free… he is not weaned off breastfeeding completely, but I can make plans every once in a while that won’t affect Micah and his sleep. I can go off and do some food blog projects at night, and hubby will be fine to get him to bed. Hubby and I can go and have a short getaway just the two of us now, and Micah will be fine with a babysitter.
We have just that little bit of freedom now… freedom other parents would’ve experienced much sooner because they never did any of the above No-Nos…
But you know what, I wouldn’t trade those nights of feeding my boy to sleep with ANY dinner parties or movies or going on a holiday without Micah.
I wouldn’t trade using the bouncer or dummy to settle him to sleep with listening to him cry and scream and be distressed.
I wouldn’t have done anything different. Micah only started sleeping in his own room at 7 months. Only started sleeping through the night at 9 months. He is still breastfeeding 3 times a day, although if we had to go away or if we’re out and about all day he is perfectly fine without breastmilk for the whole day. We know that, so why should I stop breastfeeding him when I know it’s good for him? He’s not 2 years old yet, and by the time he is 2 I will stop. Or hopefully I get pregnant again and I just naturally stop or move on to next baby anyway.
Sooooo… I thought I’d just share. It all worked out fine, and looking back I really DID get a lot of helpful advice from people and I have to admit sometimes I felt a little bit depressed and stressed over what people tell me what to do or not to do. I would just like to remind you, if you’re reading this, to take into consideration what people tell you, but do not let them decide what you do. Do what works best for you and your family, and listen to your gut. Babies are actually a lot more flexible than you think, and whatever “habit” you create today can be turned around next week if you really want to. I just went with the flow… and it works for us. May not work for other people, they might have different needs and therefore have to stick to very strict routines and never go off those routines because that’s what works best for them.

My little man has grown up to be a happy toddler, a friendly boy, he has gone out to dinner with us many times, gone out to roadtrips and overseas holidays and weekend getaways, and has had his “routine” changed every day, every week, every month depending on what comes along and he is doing great. I am so thankful and so blessed that it all just… worked itself out πŸ™‚

Almost 17 Months: Balancing Work and Play

Wow it has been a month since my last update! Been so busy, as usual, and I am thankful for the busy-ness and the business! My photography gig has really taken off as I continue to book more and more photo shoots, so grateful to everyone who has shown their support and got photos done through me, and then told all their friends about me!
We’ve also just come back from a short weekend away Β at Phillip Island with a few friends. It was good to go away, a change of scenery. Micah loves being around other people and he loves the beach and water and visiting new places and going out to dinner, etc. I think he really enjoyed the chocolate factory tour, he may be too young to remember anything, but some of the activities involved just pressing a button to activate something, so Micah could participate. It was great.
I’ve also started planning a holiday for November 2013. I’ve decided instead of a big party for my 30th birthday in December, I’d rather spend that money and go on a holiday… so we are going to BALI! We have booked a private luxurious villa and got a few friends together and got my parents to come along too so they can help babysit Micah, hehe. My parents were more than happy to come along, it is a holiday for them too, and flying to Bali is really cheap from Malaysia, and they get to see their one and only grandson! All win-win there πŸ™‚ I can’t wait already! Originally I wanted to go on a cruise but decided that Bali would be a lot cheaper and we’ll have so much more comfort in that massive villa for half the price compared to a cramped room on a ship. Plus, I love the Balinese culture and the food so I know I will enjoy sight seeing there and eating authentic Indo food! Most importantly, this is our last chance to fly Micah for FREE, before he turns 2 in December and actually have to pay full fare to travel by plane.
Mother’s Day is coming up! My 2nd Mother’s Day.. oh how time flies! I love my little family more and more each day and not a day goes by without me thanking God for all of His blessings.