The One Month Immunisation

Lil' K statistics at One Month

Weight: 4.1kg (from 3.275kg at Birth and 3.115kg when discharged from hospital)

Height: 54cm (from 50cm at Birth)

We brought Lil' K for her one month immunisation for Hep B at Raffles Hospital today. She was doing great when Dr Tan was examining her before she got her jab. She was smiling and alert. Think she was unaware of what was in store for her in the coming minutes.

Then the moment came.

The Doc asked G to hold on to her left arm and talk to her to distract her while the Doc jabbed her in her left thigh. When the needle went in, she has a quizzical look on her face, wondering what was happening. No crying and no tears. I was secretly proud of my little munchkin for being so brave.

Then it came. It was only when the needle was compressed and the vaccine was pumped into her tiny little (chubby) thigh did she scream out in pain. Whoever said she had a little kitten voice should have been there. It was a chilling, ear deafening scream. One would have thought that most (normal) parents would have held their breaths in anticipation, or secretly teared at such a sight. But alas, evil G and his mother both CACKLED very loudly (G more loudly than his mother) when Lil' K was screaming in pain.

I was surprised when the Doc remarked that it never fails to amuse him to see how parents react when they witness for the first time their babies crying from an injection. They always fall into two distinct category - one group will break out in hysterical laughter while the other will be all worked up and concerned. In G's case, he couldn't stop cackling for the longest time. Even after we left the Doc's room and Lil' K was feeding in the nursing room, G still cackled whenever he replayed the scene in his mind. He said what set him off was Lil' K's initial puzzled, blur look when the needle went in and the swiftness with which that gave way to a bunched-up, pained expression accompanied by the loud bawl when the vaccine was compressed into her thigh. How thoroughly evil.

Here's a photo of my precious baby and her war scar:

Our Little Princess Turns One Month

It has been a very eventful month for us all. Lil' K has brought us our fair share of smiles, amusement, anxiety and worry (from her jaundice, which we KNEW was under control, much to the disagreement of kan-cheong well-meaning grandparents).

Lil' K is finally one month old. I can't believe that one month has passed. It feels like it was just last week that Lil' K was (finally) born and we held her in our arms.

Maybe its the fun and joy that she has brought to our lives that makes time seem to pass faster than it really does. Maybe its the 3 hour (or sometimes less) feeding cycles that occupy my life and how I have to work around it. Maybe its a combination of physical exhaustion and mental ecstasy.

Here are some photos that we took when we (very informally) celebrated her one month existence in this world.

Lil' Kaelyn is wearing my old crocheted dress. See how pretty in pink she looks!

*frown on face is cos she wanted to sleep and we insisted on changing her into pink crocheted dress to continuously take photos!*

We had a Lychee Martini cake from PG Cake and sang "Happy One Month to Kaelyn".

Kake or Partee

For the longest time, long before baby Kaelyn was even born, we had this debate on whether we wanted to have a little party to celebrate Kaelyn's one month or we'd just do the cake thing.

I did up the rough guest list to get a vague indication of numbers. We almost fainted. It was like hosting another wedding dinner all over again. We decided that we'd just do the cake thing cos we figured it'd be less of a hassle and both Mum and Lil' K wouldn't be so tired out by the whole affair.

Boy, were we wrong.

We ordered a nifty little 9 piece petit fours of PG Cake's yummylicious cakes for our closer family and friends.

We also did up a little postcard announcement card cum thank you card, and this accompanied each box of cake that we gave out.

Delivering of all the cakes was an ENTIRE 3-day affair, even after we sub-contracted a large portion of relatives to the parents to help distribute and even after a large number was delivered to our office. We had to rush against time to try to fit in Kaelyn's feeding schedule. It felt like an episode of The Amazing Race where we had to plan our delivery routes carefully and G had to drive like a madman whilst I read the street atlas and doubled up as a human GPS system.

Definitely not for the faint hearted.

Gary & Cheryl's family has grown by two feet...

The Moment of Truth

This morning was the moment of truth. G finally remembered to bring back my pre-preggers jeans from home and I attempted to jump into them before changing up for church.

It was a nerve wrecking moment. I seemed to have gone back to pre-preggers size already, but the weighing scale was still telling me to lose a couple more (tons of) pounds. Was I just dreaming that I had lost my weight? Was it merely wishful thinking?

...

The instant I managed to button up my jeans, a wide smile broke out of my face. WOOOOPPPPIIIIEEEEEE!!!

Ok... I have to confess that the jeans are still slightly tight, but the fact is that I can get into them and button them up. That's enough to call for a celebration with champagne, isn't it?

Your Hand in Mine

Someone Watching Over Her

Soony Bear is the absolute sweetest. He wanted to get something special for lil Kaelyn when she was born. His offers of a Tiffany sterling silver spoon and/or sterling silver comb got vetoed by a ever-practical me. My requests for a Coach diaper bag got flatly turned down (though I do recall him offering to pay for my JP Lizzy one...? Hmmm... Note to self: need to claim money for that one)

So he decided the best-est and sweetest thing he could do is to sew (yes, this guy sews!) Kaelyn a teddy bear. Here are closeups of the Kaelyn's first furry friend:

The name inscribed on the foot is "Ger Ger". Heh. This was done when we still hadn't settled on Kaelyn's name yet and thought "Ger Ger" was a safer bet.

The bear's real cute eh? It's lil' K's first bear, and who better than from Mr Furry Friend!

My Little Angel

My Little Milk Monster

How can her feet be so wiggly
and two little eyes be so bright?
How can a tummy so tiny
want so much food day and night?

Heng Ah...

We struck (or at least I attempted to strike) a couple of deals some months back.

1. I will get 1 carat (diamond) for each kilo of weight Kaelyn weighed at birth... which means technically I should get 3.275 carats. Unfortunately, G only agreed to compromise with carrots, and not carats. Sigh. In any case, we poor souls can't afford 3.275 carats.

2. I will try to lose weight naturally for at least 6 months post delivery, otherwise G will have to sponsor (at whatever cost) my weight loss program at Phillip Wain, Marie France or Expressions... whatever works. G agreed to this. Lucky for him, I am almost back down to pre-preggers size and shape, within 2 weeks.

Dang. Since he's saving money from deal number 2, surely I should get something out of deal number 1? Why do I get a feeling I am being severely short changed here? Dang.

Little Big Foot

More Pics of Kaelyn

(1) The Thinker


(2) The Penguin


(3) Saint Mary


(4) In Deep & Meaningful Conversation with Daddy


(5) Everybody loves Kungfu Fighting

Dejected & Forlorn

He was the centre of our universe for quite a long time. At least 2 whole years, to be precise. He had our undivided love and attention, and has been spoilt rotten by everyone.

Suddenly, he realises that his position as the King of the Household is threatened. People don't spend as much time outdoors playing with him and bringing him out for long walks at East Coast Park anymore. People don't seem to be hugging him and fussing over him as much. And most of all, Mummy can't pat or play with him as much anymore... All 'cos of the newest member to the troop... little sista Kaelyn.

And he hasn't even been introduced to little sista to play with yet. All 'cos he's got too much fur and the adults are afraid little sista would be too young and sensitive to meet him.

All he's got left is his best friend, Mr Industrial Fan. At least he won't leave him.

Miss Congeniality

She snorts. She farts. But she's still gorgeous and has stolen many hearts.
She's our very own Gracie Hart.

With a face like this, how can anyone blame her?

(15 hours old at Raffles Hospital)

Numbers and Such

For the gambling population out there, here are the essential figures that Kaelyn brought along with her grand entrance into this world.

Caveat: Whoever wins any money from Kaelyn's numbers must contribute to Kaelyn's trust fund. Otherwise... may the curse of eternal unhappiness from the greediness be upon you! :P

Incidentally, Kaelyn's birthday came out in last evening's 4-D draw, starter prize. Pity G and I are not gamblers and only bought S$1 big S$1 small. Think we won a whopping grand total of S$250, if we're lucky. Ha. Oh well. That goes into Kaelyn's trust fund.

Here are Kaelyn's birth stats:

Date of Birth: 28 September 2007 (18th day of the 8th lunar month)
Time of Birth: 1758h
Birth Weight: 3.275kg
Length / Height: 50cm
Head Circumference: 33cm
Jaundice Level: 10.2

When Kaelyn & I were discharged on Sunday, Kaelyn's weight dropped slightly 0.16kg to 3.115kg, which is not to bad, considering that it was only a 4.9% drop in weight, compared to the average of 7-10% weight loss for most other babies.

We went back to check on her jaundice level on Tuesday and her weight went up to 3.15kg but her jaundice level went up t0 16.2 :( Poor baby Kaelyn had to be warded for a night to be sun tanned. Here's our little kitten wearing her Versace shades under her blue light.

G and I had to stay in for a night in a Studio@Raffles room. Looked and felt like a hotel -- our second honeymoon. Heh. Kaelyn's jaundice level dropped back to 10.2 on Wednesday and we were both discharged. Here are more photos of little Kaelyn:

This photo says it all.

The Bun

The Bun has finally arrived. 28th of September 2007 (which, coincidentally, is the 18th day of the 8th month of the Lunar Calendar) at 1758h, to be precise.

Presenting, Kaelyn Marie Low straight out of the oven (bubbles not included):

Guess who she looks more like. The original subjects to compare with:

(1) Bulbous Nose

(2) Eyes


(3) Long Fingers, Toes and Feet


(4) Well Defined Lips

Some other photos that we took in the first few hours of Kaelyn's life.

More photos and updates will come when I can next log on. Time just flies by these days!