adventures of a new kind

you can't imagine how challenging it is to even try and blog about my little darling's life. he is now 11 days old and everything in our life revolves around him. it's feeding, burping, changing diapers, expressing breast milk all day long... of course then there's the daily baths and time taken to get him to nap too. which leaves us with NO time left for anthing else. i feel like a cow... just being milked for all the goodness to feed our son with :)

anyway since i have little time to blog now, i'm just gonna summarise the adventures we've had in the last 11 days:

teats, teats and more teats!
ethan now has close to 30 teats that cost us a couple of hundreds. how did we end up with so many teats? well... the clever little bugger can actually tell the difference between latex and silicone teats, as well as teats for wide-necked and standard-necked bottles! so after many days of trial and error, with the hubby running down town to get the teats 3 days in a row, the teat fiasco is finally over.

crap!
hubby was fortunate enough to have our little darling's crap spray in his face during one diaper changing session. that came about in the form of a "shart" - yes... ethan decided to shit and fart at the same time! the "fountain of pee" episodes are too many too mention, but luckily we were forewarned so we did not get showers of blessing from our son.

anyway he's been sleeping more soundly thro the nites now - with probably about 3 feeds during the nite. the 1st nite was a nitemare as i was trying to do exclusive breastfeeding and the poor guy was hungry like a wolf. upon the PD's advice, we decided to give him formula till my breast milk came in, and now that i have the supply, the smart little one decides that he prefers the NUK teat to mine instead! so now we are feeding him thro milk bottles all the time. and that explains why i have to pump every 3 hrs...

but we can tell he's a really intelligent boy... he's already observing the people around him and listens most intently when we are talking, as if trying to figure out what's happening. he loves his daily baths and lies quietly in his cot looking at his mobile every morning after his bath.

the feelings we have whenever we look at him just cant be put into words. suffice to say that he truly is a little treasure...