At nanny's house.
One day, kor kor asked auntie mama, "Auntie, how come ah girl got a deep cut on hand?"
Nanny was shocked, "Where is the cut?"
"Leh, you see." Fingers pointed to the cut.
"Oh, that's not a cut. Every baby got.
"How come I don't have?"
"You already a big boy!"
Time flies, I'm now 6 months old. A milestone to me as I was gifted solid food these days, I am no longer attach to breast milk only.
For the past week while I returned from KL, I fell sick and had sore throat. From the beginning of sickness, I gave Mama & Papa headche as cries became my leisure. I lost appetite, not interested with the tv anymore. Luckily, the stronger immune system I have has helped me to win over my sickness within a few days. After consuming 3 dose of antibiotic, my body appeared to have rashes. I have allergy towards the antibiotic, somehow, there was saying that I have roseola, according to my nanny.
Days resume alive for me after recovery. Turning gets back to its norm and I now prefer to sit still enjoying my teether. Today, I followed the footstep of my brother, I dropped from the bed and ended with cries. Luckily, my thick flesh saved me from colourful bruises.
I'm clingy to Mama and if she keeps herself away from my eyesight, I'll cry. That's why my Papa tells Mama, I couldn't help you, I pity you!
Please don't tease me as a 6m old baby. I'm younger, you know? I don't understand why others like to guess my age and most of them tend to over-estimate. Size not equivalent to age, uncle & auntie!
I learn to roar, that's how I reply to others. Mama said I'm a tigress. All of them laugh when I roar.
When Mama lies down and shows her breast, I'll turn to her breast and enjoy sucking.
Yesterday, I have terrible blocked nose. I just couldn't breathe. But I made a feat by turning my belly successfully.
This morning, Mama brought me to doctor and all of them said, GERAM NYA. I never make them angry. Don't know why they like to pinch my lotus-like hands.
Yesterday, Papa & Mama brought me to Dr. Nik for 2-months old vaccination.
What happened during the visit?
1) I poo in the clinic. Mama was so delighted as the prior poo took 8 days to succeed. For this "accident", I took 2 days to process. The gap was shortened.
2) Papa knew the smell of my poo. He was always away while I did my business.
3) My weight increase from 4.85kg to 5.6kg within 2 weeks. I'm going to be a Michelin soon.
4) Nowadays, the jab was 6-in-1. That's too complicated.
On 14 March 2010
Length: 55cm
Weight: 2.9kg
On 26 April 2010
Length: 52.5cm (I wonder where goes wrong)
Weight: 4.85kg
Looks like the breastmilk has turned me into flesh...
At 24-days old, I learn to play. After hit for sometimes, it seems moving.
I am progressing well in fighting my level of bilirubin. I finally reached 13.1 mg/dl based on my blood test report this morning.
Papa & Mama thought that they would need to leave me in hospital for another night. However, at around 2pm, Dr Chen called Mama and happily diagnosed that I will safely reach 12.0 mg/dl or lower by 6pm.
That's good. I can sleep beside Mama tonight.
Report was out today. Total bilirubin dropped from 18.0 to 15.8.
Though alone in the hospital under the phototherapy, I felt mama was with me because I smelt the same taste of breastmilk.
I want to go back home.
On Day 5, I was admitted to Miri City Medical Centre.
I reached 18 mg/dl where normally 20 mg/dl is considered serious for a newborn.
Like my brother, I was put under phototherapy.
I heard Dr Chen saying that I need to be with them for at least 2 days. If my level come down, then I can go back home with Papa & Mama.
