“To let me learn the ropes”, my Mother said.
Until the baby is more “settled”, which is supposed to be about 3 months or so, and the wound from the C-section completely healed, my mom has been coming to my place to help around.
Except for every Thursday which is her housekeeping day and the weekends, she usually reached around 10a.m. and leave by about 8p.m. She’d bathe the baby, put in an occasional load of laundry and made some simple meals. My Dad would hang around and lend moral support. Alvin made a beeline for home on most evening after he knocked off and we took over the night shift together.
Like any inexperienced new parents, we really appreciate all the help we could get. Not only that but their presence provided immense comfort during those early days when I was doubtful of our ability to take care of baby.
Last Saturday and almost 3 months on, my mom went on a well-deserved and much needed 10 days break to Turkey. Time to finally put what we’ve learned to the test! *drumroll….*
24 OCT 2011, MONDAY
8:30am– Woke up with baby (Alvin left for work already). While changing his soiled diaper, he pooed another time sending mustardish yellow goodness all over the floor. I quickly finished up the diapering and lay him on the sofa bed where he self-entertained while I cleaned up the mess. Made tea and prepared a quick breakfast.
9:20am– Nursed baby.
9:45am– Baby showed sleepy signs. I put him in the bouncer for his first nap and managed to finish up breakfast, check some emails and fold baby’s laundry.
10:30am– Baby woke up and had a mega poop. He was super smiley and chatty while I changed his diaper. We chatted and played for a while. I prepared bath water.
11:00am– I gave baby a bath. He smelled nice and fresh.
11:25am– Fed, burped and changed his soiled diaper. Cleared bathtub and tidy up bathroom.
12:10pm– Baby became cranky and hard to settle down. Put him down for his second nap in the swing where he fell asleep quickly with the help of the sound from a hairdryer. I quickly made the bed, ate lunch and read the papers.
12:50pm– Baby woke up with a big smile and I transfered him to the bouncer. Read “Sesame Beginnings” board books and engaged him with a rattle. He squealed happily. We did this for 25 mins (it felt more like 2.5 hours). Baby got bored and starred into space. I zoned out with my iPad.
1:45pm– Baby started to make his “Pick-me-up-Mom-I-am-bored” sound and looked expectantly at me. I put down my iPad, picked baby up and played with him on my lap for 15 mins.
2:00pm– Nursed and burped baby. Changed soiled diaper (yes, again!). Put baby in stroller and pushed him round the house while I get some light chores done. A musical mobile hanging from the stroller kept he occupied and contented.
2:45pm– Put baby in the swing for his third nap. Enjoyed a quick afternoon tea and felt recharged before the next round of feeding.
4:25pm– Baby woke up to feed. Dozed off after 15 mins of semi-enthusiastic suckling. Baby continued to sleep in my lap while I browsed a magazine.
4:40pm– Baby woke up again, fed hungrily for another 10 mins and went back to sleep. Transferred baby to the bouncer still sleeping.
5:20pm– Baby woke up. I nursed, burped and changed his diaper. Lay him on the sofa bed and hurriedly slapped some powder on my face and changed out of my PJs while he cooed and gurgled at the lanterns overhead. I returned to the room to find him asleep on the bed.
5:55pm– Baby woke up. I put him in a sling and went downstairs for a walk. I bought a bunch of bananas and some oranges.
6:25pm– Reached home. Alvin returned from work shortly (hurray!) with our takeaway. Baby gazed at us from his bouncer while we ate a quick dinner and caught up on each other’s day.
7:00pm– Fed baby. Hand baby over to Alvin for some father and son bonding time while I took a shower.
7:45pm– I did a 15 mins massage on the OSIM chair. Baby got a little fussy and Alvin soothed him by carrying and walking him around the house.
8:00pm– Wind baby down by cleaning with warm and wet cloth followed by a massage before changing into PJs.
8:30pm– Baby started his night time fussing. Alvin tried to soothe him before handing over to me. I nursed baby.
9:00pm– Lights out and we all crashed into bed. (Night routine and awakening is another story all together, one that warrant an entire entry of its own!!)
And that was my first day being all alone with the baby. It wasn’t as difficult as imagined, but it certainly took some getting used to. The endless routine of feeding, changing, napping can get somewhat droning and tiring but I find the hardest bit is engaging an infant. I mean, there are only so many books to read, songs to sing, and toys to play to someone with an attention span of 30 seconds? Nevertheless, I survived! Phew!