Now that I've stopped breastfeeding, I finally have a chance to sit down and think about things? Things like what? Like donating blood, dieting, drinking lots of coffee without 2nd thoughts, drinking wines (we have 4-6 bottles from our Oz trips the past few years)... It has been 34+9 months from June 2004 and we all have come a long way since then.
From that pregnancy stick, the 1st visit to see Eunice Chua, growing big and bigger, seeing Matthew the 1st time after C-sect delivery, carrying him the 1st time in NICU, breastfeeding him, bringing him home, his 1st month celebrations, his 1st flip over (which I remembered so so clearly), watching him grow up tall and big, bringing him out on my own, his 1st xmas, his 1st lunar new year, his 1st birthday, his 1st overseas trip to Perth,
Then becoming pregnant with Joanne, having to stop breasfeeding Matthew, and getting big and round, bringing him to zoo, bird park, sentosa, botanic gardens... then his 2nd birthday. 2 days after, i was hushing a crying Joanne after Eunice carried her out of my womb via C-sect, remembering Dorothy Ong calling her a chilli padi when she saw Jo for the 1st time, putting her to my breasts the 1st time, watching Matthew looking at his little sister for the 1st time and stroking her gently, bringing Jo home, remembering how Matthew always come home each day during Jo's 1st month looking for his little sister. Taking Jo on her 1st cable car trip, to the parks, her climbing stairs and crawling, her 1st uneventful xmas and new year....
Time flies... now Matthew's almost turning 3 and going to school, taking school bus to my mom's place and Joanne's almost 1 and soon she would be walking... Thank you Mike Papa for all the hard work, taking care of me and us, all the housework, my tantrums and temper (which has become very short and quick these few years). I love you. 辛苦你了
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