No more mush

Salmon cakes, turkey burger, and cantaloupe.

Salmon cakes, turkey burger, and cantaloupe.

As a parent of young kids, I get all excited about their “firsts”.  The first time they sit up, the first solid food, the first step, the first owie, the first plane ride, etc.  But when it comes to “lasts”, it’s usually not till much later that you realize your child had her “last” of something–the last time they wore an outfit, the last diaper, the last night of waking up to feed.

This past week, Savanna had her last meal of baby food on Monday morning.  While I was mindlessly shoving pureed yam into her mouth, she clammed up and refused to eat.  I tried baby cereal, and she refused that as well.  I was a little miffed.  I put a handful of Cheerios on her tray, and she happily picked them up and ate them.  I gave her a few pieces of scrambled eggs, and she picked them up and ate that too.  Huh!  The little bugger wants to feed herself!

So for lunch, I gave her little pieces of cantaloupe, salmon cakes, cubes of cheese, and some Cheerios, and she fed herself the entire meal.  I felt happy and sad at the same time.  I was happy that I didn’t have to spoon-feed her anymore, but I was sad that she needs me a little less.  From that meal on, for the rest of the week, I stopped pureeing her food and just cut them up into little pieces, and she fed herself.

The funny girl always eats up all the fruit first, starches next, and meats last.  She’s totally crazy about blueberries, and she also really likes plums and watermelon.

9 months old

Multiple Savanna

My baby girl is 9 months old this week.  I have no idea how that happened.  It felt like just yesterday I was up so many times a night nursing a newborn baby.  Now she’s all crawling around and sleeping through the night.

Having Savanna makes life so much more hectic, and so much more fun.  Watching her and Joshua interact gives me tremendous joy.  Before she came, I couldn’t imagine what life is like with two kids.  Now I couldn’t imagine ever not having her.

Everyday, I thank Savanna for giving me a second chance to be a mom, and thank her for giving me this time to spend with people I love the most.


Alright, I did promise some exciting blog posts after the long weekend.  I know this topic is probably only exciting for my little family, but I’m going to make a big deal of it anyway.  Just over a week ago, Savanna started crawling.  Now she’s pulling herself up to stand!  I really wasn’t ready for this.  I thought she’d spend more time just crawling around, but she seems to be in a hurry to grow.

She’s been trying for a couple of days to pull herself up, but her legs weren’t strong enough to support her body.  But this all changed today.  She crawled up to me, hung onto my knees, and pulled herself up to a standing position.

I am so proud!

I remember that before I had kids, some of my mommy friends would tell me little milestones in their kids’ lives, and I would always wonder why they make a big deal of nothing.  Aren’t kids supposed to grow?  Aren’t they supposed to crawl and walk and poop in the potty?  Now I am totally one of those mommies.


Two and a half

Lately, I have often commented to Cliff that Joshua is no longer a baby.  The truth is, he hasn’t been a baby for a long time now.  It just takes me a long time to get used to the idea that the little baby I held in my arms has grown up so fast.  Today, Joshua is two and a half.

Joshua’s speech developed very quickly once I went back to work and Cliff started staying home with him.  Cliff explains everything to him, and he never uses baby talk.  Now Joshua talks my ears off everyday.  “Mommy, what are we gonna do all night long?”  “Mommy, let’s go to the park and go to Tisol.”  “Mommy, are you putting mei mei down for a nap?”  “Mommy, let’s go outside and ride your bike.”  “Mommy, I wanna go to IGA.  I no go home.”  “Mommy, is that milk in your coffee?”  “Mommy…mommy…mommy…”

So what else does a two and a half year old do?  He uses the potty.  He buckles himself in the car seat.  He climbs play structures at the playground.  He eats hash brown by the pound.  He puts away his own laundry.  He feeds himself.  He sleeps on his own through the night.

Joshua loves to be outside, rain or shine.  He always comes up with excuses of why we shouldn’t be going home yet.  He will suggest going to IGA to get groceries, or I needed a coffee, or we have to run bank errands–anything to stall going home.

Joshua loves Savanna.  He gets such joy by making her laugh.  He loves to hold her, kiss her, and gently touch her cheeks.  But he also sometimes requests that I stop nursing her, or I put her down for a nap, so I can play with him.

He amazes me everyday with new things he has learned and the logic he uses to explain his world.  He is a growing boy, but I love it that he still allows me the pleasure of a snuggle and kisses sometimes.


6 months old

Dear Savanna,

You are six months old today.  How did this happen?  I think my calendar is broken.

Without ever speaking a word, you have the ability to remind me of the important things in life.  You have taught me to live for the moment.  It doesn’t matter how our dirty floor bothers me, or how it’s 4 pm and I still haven’t figured out dinner, your presence brings me back to “now”.  You’ve taught me to forget the less important things, and treasure the moments we have together.

Some days I find that my experience with your brother makes taking care of you an easier task.  I have an idea on how to breastfeed, how to bathe a slippery baby, etc.  But every so often, you remind me that you are different from your brother.  I appreciate that reminder.  You are your own person with your own preferences.  I need to respect that, and listen to your needs.

When I look at you, I am filled with awe and gratitude.  Only God could have made something as wonderful as you.  I think you have my eyes, and your dad’s everything else. I can never get tired of starring at your beautiful face.  When you smile, I just melt into a big puddle.

I love how you used to stick up both pinky fingers when I nurse you.  I love how you wake up happy and babble in your crib.  I love how you giggle when your brother throws something in the air.  I love how you suck on my chin and slobber all over my face.  I love how you took up pureed food like you’ve done this before.  I even love the way you squawk when you’re tired.

You will never know how much impact you have had on me.  I looked forward to your arrival with great eagerness, and now savour every minute I have with you.   You’ve given me a chance to step back from a career and re-evaluate my life.  You make me constantly ask myself what decisions to make so I can be the best mom for you.  To say you have changed my life is an understatement.

Thank you for letting me be your mommy.  I wholeheartedly adore everything about you, and I am so thankful for you.



Having sweet peas for lunch.

Having sweet peas for lunch.

I love those toes.

I love those toes.

Very loved.

Very loved.

Got a shot today.

Got a shot today.

How did this happen?

I don’t remember giving this kid permission to grow so fast.  Yet, she went ahead with it anyway.  All of a sudden, she’s 5 months old.  I felt like I got robbed of time somehow.  Wasn’t it just yesterday she was a soft little bundle in my arms, with the wrinkles and puffiness of a newborn baby?  How is it that today she’s big and heavy and lifting her head up like it’s no big deal?

Before Savanna arrived, I remember wondering how I could love another human being as much as I love Joshua.  Well, in retrospect, that was kind of a dumb thing to worry about.  The moment I laid my eyes on her, my heart expanded its capacity to love.  She instantly became my focus, my light, and my inspiration.  Life is never the same again, and I am so grateful for the way she has changed it.


Why do babies have to grow?

I remember not getting very much sleep when Joshua was born, partly because I just don’t want to put him down even if he has fallen asleep in my arms.  I spend a lot of hours just staring at his face.  I was so afraid that in the blink of an eye he’ll be off to college.

Now, I have the same problem with Savanna.  Especially after Joshua goes to sleep, that’s when I feel like I finally have time to take her all in without interruptions and demands.  I can’t get enough of looking at my little girl, and at the same time hate the thought that one day soon enough she’ll be all grown up.


The point is, these little beings grow so damn fast.  I remember getting so excited when Joshua showed an interest in books.  Now he not only bring books to us to request reading time, he quickly memorizes parts of books or rhymes.  I love reading to him, or watching him absorb what is being read to him.