A Taste of Normalcy

Finally!!! EJ slept with a semblance of being in the correct timezone. 12mn to 5am ain't so bad at all. Of course, we had to use our desperate measures tactic -- going to the mall late afternoon to tire him out. Well, that and he also needed the haircut. So, that strategy worked after all. But I don't think we can do that everyday! Sigh.

He's asleep again as I blog, it's quarter to 11 in the morning. I'll let him sleep a bit ang wake him up around lunchtime.

Everyone here's not used to the "normalcy" of EJ's behavior. I wonder if the Royal Haircut has anything to do with it? Teehee.

Sleeping in the Sunshine

For the past couple of days I have been sleeping with the sun in my eyes. EJ is in a full-blown U.S. Timezone phase that he refuses to sleep straight at night, treats it like a nap and therefore sleeps in the daytime. I couldn't wake him up before lunchtime coz the lil boy needs his rest. But I may have to interrupt his sleep today so that he isn't well rested in the afternoon. Hopefully he'll sleep at night.

So what about our sleep? Sigh. I'm trying to catch up on it in the am. But I still have dizzy spells.

I wonder when will the lil dude start internalizing +08:00 GMT?

Water Maniac

I just found out that my son is a water maniac.

Every bath time is simple: He's lying down in his tub and playing while I bathe him. This time, since it was hot and we weren't going anywhere anyway, I thought of letting him play in the water. So after giving him a bath, I closed his tub's drain, let him sit up and filled it with a few of inches of water.

Then came his eureka moment.

Realizing that he's surrounded by that thing that he's been trying to catch but couldn't, he starts slapping the water furiously, with one and then two hands, ignoring his poor drowning rubber duckie, splashing water all over....me. Lucky for me I only filled the tub a few inches of water. If I filled it to the brim? The word tsunami comes to mind.

I had to think of a clever way to pry him out of the tub. If not, he would have held onto the tub for dear life as I lift him, thereby spilling the water everywhere (the word tsunami again comes to mind) and carrying the tub WITH us to the room. Ah, yes, he has almost done that. A couple of times. So I had to think of a strategy this time.

Well I, uh, I kinda forgot the actual strategy >_< but the important thing is that I was able to carry him to the room, tub-less thank goodness, and dry him out. He was annoyed for being tricked so I'm not sure if it'll work again next time.

Whew. I cannot imagine how he'll react once he sees a swimming pool................

Yah, yah…

Yah, yah, it's good to have a yaya. Or at least someone whose sole purpose is to take care of either the house or the baby.
 
Last night, my son started napping at 830pm. Not good, because it had all the beginnings of an all-nighter. I wanted to at least wAke him up after half an hour. But I couldn't, because no one would watch over him as I was washing a kitchenfull of plates and plasticware. Plus i had to wash all his bottles. Plus other chores. Both his wowo and wowa are busy with things to do of their own. EJ eventually woke up even before I could finish sterilizing his bottles -- at around 1030pm. I finished at around 11pm with wowo pausing his tasks to watch over him. 

My interim solution was to ask mom to watch over him for a couple of hours so I could sleep. I slept at around 1130pm an woke up 01:30am to start my "shift".
EJ eventually slept around 4am. 

The thing is, I know I have to wake him up and not let him take a nap so late. But I didn't really have any choice. No one would look after him if he was awake.
Why not hire a yaya? 1.)Can't afford a yaya 2.)Dunno who to trust. 

For those asking why we don't have a yaya, it's because my nephew was kidnapped after his lola (my cuzin's mother-in-law) was stabbed to death by their yaya. I'm not saying all yayas are like this, of course not. I envy families who have long-term yayas whom they consider a part of their family. It's just unfortunate we do not have a family yaya. So it's really difficult to tell whom to trust. I just hope someday, when we can afford it, we'll have someone trustworthy to help us out. 

Repeat Performance

"Repeat Performance" - a term coined by Wowo Ernie to signify the telltale signs that his beloved grandson would be repeating last nights sleeping pattern. Or the lack thereof.

Number 1 telltale sign: It's 8:48pm and he's still asleep. Like now.

*forehead slap*

Ngayon ang sarap (dahil nakakapag online ako), mamaya ang saklap (kasi malamang gising cya buong gabi)

Timezone Independence

My son has been what I recently termed as "Timezone-Independent". I don't know if he simply takes after me -- I sleep late, tsktsk. We've been trying to cut his naps in the afternoon but sometimes we can't help but let him sleep so that we can do our chores. There's the problem -- once he takes a late nap (say, 7pm to 9pm), expect to pull an all-nighter. Especially now that he has nasal congestion (another thing he seemed to have taken from me teehee) possibly due to allergy rhinitis, he shrieks at night because he can't breathe properly. Ergo, he can't sleep. Ergo, neither can we. I'm so lucky to have my parents and my hubby to relieve me of my shift.

But now that hubby's overseas and my parents are often tired, looks like it's you and me, buster.

Watsup, Unica Mudra?

It was 5am, while in the middle of watching after my "Timezone-Independent" son, that I decided maybe I oughtta put up a blog. A first time mommy blog. I would write the joys, pains, laugh trips and dizzy spells I would be going through now that I'm a certified fulltime UNICA MUDRA.