I had the greatest time catching up with a girlfriend at Borders Cafe this afternoon. A date that I have been putting off…. for two years! Somehow I just never found the time.
So this afternoon, I brought Amelie along. And she was such a good little baby! She sat through 3 hours of gossip without a grumble. SSAY! I think we can start planning some shopping trips! yeah!
Estelle has kindly allowed Amelie to play with Lumpy this morning… the treasured toy is usually off limits to the baby (”This is Estelle’s, NOT Amelie’s!”). So Amelie honoured this occasion by promptly moving her arms and feeling the plush toy.
Amelie is quite able to control her arms and move it in the direction where her eyes are focussing now.
Gosh, I can’t believe how fast time flies with Amelie. In a blink of an eye, she’ll be 3 months next week! It seemed to take forever for Estelle to grow up. I was literally counting the days, if not hours… And now, I’m wondering if I have missed any of the important little moments with Amelie.
Just check out those thighs. Hahaha. Amelie is starting to kick a lot these days… and they are pretty strong kicks too, with pretty amazing accuracy when it comes to kicking my soft spots. And Amelie has more control over her limbs now. Gone are the jerky, robotic movements which keep DaddyO pretty amused.
She’s been pretty regular with her sleep routine… up till last night when she was up from midnight till three. Luckily, she’s back to her usual habit today… I think it’s a ploy to remind me how good she has been.
And oh! In case you’re wondering what happened to her cotful of toys… Estelle has claimed them as HERS.
OK, I know we love our food… but at 2 months, Amelie is a little too young to start drooling right? Right?
We brought Amelie to the movies on Monday in the afternoon. The plan being that she’ll take her usual afternoon nap in my arms, if not, I can just pop her on the breast. How hard can it be right?
Ah well…
Of course she refused to settle, started squirming and whimpering.. and eventually started to demand for some rockin’ and shakin’. Poor DaddyO had to stand at the back of the theatre while gyrating his hips (reminicent of his Mambo Jumbo days) and keeping his daughter pacified.
Anyway, we, or rather, I caught Singapore Dreaming and it wasn’t bad at all. I’m sure many people have written about it (mrbrown) and it even has its own blog.
My 2 cents worth…
The portrayal of Mei (Yeo Yann Yann) was excellent. She really made the audience feel for her struggles and her frustrations.
Overall, I think the script should have developed several characters a little more. For example, Mei’s down and out hubby, CK, failed to show how difficult it is for ex-army regulars to find a job after quitting the service, how they are stuck with work experience that is hardly considered that at all.
The character of Irene, really needs more development, which was sadly lacking. Here is a girl who gave her all to her boyfriend, but the script failed to tell her story. We are left wondering why she did all that, and about her background, etc. Instead she’s just a stupid girl who can’t see beyond the love that exists solely in her mind.
Anyway, I can go on and on… but I have babies to look after! Heh heh.
Poor Amelie got dragged out of bed early this morning to accompany the entire gang on our swimming expedition. The little darling still kept her spirits up, and sat happily in her pram while we splashed and sploshed.
I can’t wait for her to join us in the pool. I’m sure she’ll love the water as much as Estelle. She’s already turning out to be quite a water baby, enjoying every single moment of her baths. If the sky wasn’t so overcast today, I might even be tempted to let her have a go in the pool…
Ah well… maybe some other time.
Since August, my parents-in-law have kindly offered to look after Estelle every Monday. Simply to spend some time with Energy Estelle, and to give me some time and space with Amelie.
And it’s worked out so well.
So far, Amelie and I have enjoyed mornings cuddling and chit-chatting, having long luxurious baby massages, and basically just enjoying each other’s company.
It’s quite different with Estelle in the house. Don’t get me wrong, Estelle loves Amelie and she’s always very keen to help with the baby. But when she is around, you have to make sure that Estelle doesn’t hold the baby too tight, that she doesn’t jump around when the baby is on the bed, that she doesn’t poke the baby’s eyes unintentionally… while trying to be positive about every interaction between the girls.
Sometimes, I feel bad that Amelie has to tolerate all the Estelle-this-and-that, but at the same time, she also gets the benefit of sitting in on numerous story-times, play-acts, tea-parties, cooking sessions, etc. But she doesn’t get as much one-on-one interaction. So… Mondays have been absolutely fantastic.
(Thanks Debbie for the romper!)
So far, Amelie has turned out to be quite a perfect textbook baby. She sleeps like a regular baby (phew!), she poos like a regular baby, she feeds like a regular baby. (well, as “regular” as the books defined it.) She’ll happily sleep the required hours, wake up for a feed and playtime, and suckle a little before settling down for the next nap. She even knows how to drift off back to slumberland by herself (!) should she awaken before she had enough sleep. (Estelle’s baby routine = sleep, feed, play, feed, rock and sing to sleep, sleep for 5 whole minutes, repeat.)
But she also has her own idiosyncracies. 1. She hates dirty diapers. No matter how absorbent a diaper is, she’s bound to complain. 2. She refuses to take the bottle and pacifier.
Other than that, she’s a happy, chirpy baby who idolises her sister. She can reach out to touch objects with her hands now. And you can really see the delight on her face when she is able to feel or rather whack the toys.
So yesterday, I took out a whole boxful of baby toys and cleared out one of the shelves in Estelle’s room for Amelie… Check out her many playmates!
I’m sure I must have mentioned this a hundred times, but Estelle is definitely Amelie’s favourite person in the world. She doesn’t even respond to me as much, and I’m her source of food!
Whenever Estelle is around, all of Amelie’s frequencies are tuned to FM Estelle.
She’ll stare at Estelle, listen to every word Estelle says, coo at Estelle, and reach out to touch Estelle. Awww… it’s soooooo sweet.
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