Marco Woo
It has been exactly a week and 2 long days since I gave birth.
No, the earth didn't shatter and rock.
No, i didn't bleed to my own death from the pain and horror.
Yes, i produced a baby human being from within me (isn't that freaky?).
Yes, i actually managed to deliver naturally, albeit with an epidural.
Yes, i did it. And thanks, once was enough.
It has been the most trying week of my life.
Even that sounds understated and simplistic.
Make it most ghoulish, hellish week.
And - gasp! - it isn't from the pain or recovery etc.
It's from looking after Marco Woo.
He is a lil' rascal waiting to be unleashed.
Me and terence are FLAT-OUT & BURNT.
I dunno how long i can pull this off....and this is despite me having full-time help for now.
My confinement nanny has been fantastic.
No, make that miraculous.
Hiring her's gotta be one of the best decisions i ever made in this lifetime.
She preserves our sanity, period.
Admittedly, to this day, i have yet to change a soiled diaper or bathed marco.
But its ok, i have 3 weeks to learn.
(Has anyone noticed how baby's poo looks & smells super-gross?)
Our initial euphoria and ectasy has withered somewhat.
The first 2 days in hospital were luxurious and so easy that we were fooled into thinking we'd lucked on to something good.
Well...the baby is good...but i'm afraid our lives have suffered permanent collateral damage.
No way will me and terence ever be the same again.
As it is, we take about 3 hours to finish a dinner.
What with intermittents of incessant wailing, flare-ups, feedings and nappy changes.
There seems 697 new things in the house, thanks to baby.
We now house never-before lifesavers like wet wipes (i must have cleared the stock in NTUC), Pampers, cotton balls, pails, thermal flasks, sterilisers, sucking teats & bottles, cloth nappies, breast pumps.......... even a new rail jus to hang those miniature clothes.
A moment's peace and quiet is savoured in lust.
We haven't watched TV in a week.
I haven't stepped out of the house since i was discharged.
I look worse than when i was pregnant.
My hair's never been more dishevelled.
Terence collapses on the sofa every night - flat out from exhaustion - and i have to lug him to bed.
We are breaking the bank with the hospital bills, baby stuff, confinement nanny fees, etc etc.
It is impossible to describe the MADNESS of this period.
Compared to this, the 10-month pregnancy was a walk in the park.
My only plea: when will it end?
Vital Stats
Name: Marco Woo Teng Yat (Hu Ding Yi)
Birthday: 13 September 2007
Time of Birth: 12.22pm
Weight at Birth: 3.060kg
Blood Group: B+
Age: 9 days (as of 21 Sept 2007)
Current weight: 3.2kg
Hobbies: Drink milk, sleep, cry, pee and poo
No, the earth didn't shatter and rock.
No, i didn't bleed to my own death from the pain and horror.
Yes, i produced a baby human being from within me (isn't that freaky?).
Yes, i actually managed to deliver naturally, albeit with an epidural.
Yes, i did it. And thanks, once was enough.
It has been the most trying week of my life.
Even that sounds understated and simplistic.
Make it most ghoulish, hellish week.
And - gasp! - it isn't from the pain or recovery etc.
It's from looking after Marco Woo.
He is a lil' rascal waiting to be unleashed.
Me and terence are FLAT-OUT & BURNT.
I dunno how long i can pull this off....and this is despite me having full-time help for now.
My confinement nanny has been fantastic.
No, make that miraculous.
Hiring her's gotta be one of the best decisions i ever made in this lifetime.
She preserves our sanity, period.
Admittedly, to this day, i have yet to change a soiled diaper or bathed marco.
But its ok, i have 3 weeks to learn.
(Has anyone noticed how baby's poo looks & smells super-gross?)
Our initial euphoria and ectasy has withered somewhat.
The first 2 days in hospital were luxurious and so easy that we were fooled into thinking we'd lucked on to something good.
Well...the baby is good...but i'm afraid our lives have suffered permanent collateral damage.
No way will me and terence ever be the same again.
As it is, we take about 3 hours to finish a dinner.
What with intermittents of incessant wailing, flare-ups, feedings and nappy changes.
There seems 697 new things in the house, thanks to baby.
We now house never-before lifesavers like wet wipes (i must have cleared the stock in NTUC), Pampers, cotton balls, pails, thermal flasks, sterilisers, sucking teats & bottles, cloth nappies, breast pumps.......... even a new rail jus to hang those miniature clothes.
A moment's peace and quiet is savoured in lust.
We haven't watched TV in a week.
I haven't stepped out of the house since i was discharged.
I look worse than when i was pregnant.
My hair's never been more dishevelled.
Terence collapses on the sofa every night - flat out from exhaustion - and i have to lug him to bed.
We are breaking the bank with the hospital bills, baby stuff, confinement nanny fees, etc etc.
It is impossible to describe the MADNESS of this period.
Compared to this, the 10-month pregnancy was a walk in the park.
My only plea: when will it end?
Vital Stats
Name: Marco Woo Teng Yat (Hu Ding Yi)
Birthday: 13 September 2007
Time of Birth: 12.22pm
Weight at Birth: 3.060kg
Blood Group: B+
Age: 9 days (as of 21 Sept 2007)
Current weight: 3.2kg
Hobbies: Drink milk, sleep, cry, pee and poo
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