All posts filed under: Baby C

Tomorrow, he is two

Dear C, Tomorrow, you’d be two. In preparation for this monumental event that I’d be missing due to starting a new job and before I sat down to write this letter, I went back and read what I wrote last year. I didn’t leave you much words of wisdom last year, because I was overwhelmed at being a godmother. The second year of your life has been wonderful. We went to Osaka where you shared bread with your Godpa, laughed at our silly faces, cling on to us when Mama and Papa went to have their turn on the roller-coaster rides and your silly little giggles. I’ve also seen you at least once a quarter in the last year and for that, I am grateful. You’re amazing, my dear baby boy. I’m glad that I could really watch and see you develop your personality over the last year, both in person, via FaceTime and with constant updates from your Mama daily. It amazes me at how well you could count, the way you say “bumpy …

Growing up with C | 23 Months

“Listen to the mustn’ts, child. Listen to the don’ts. Listen to the shouldn’ts, the impossibles, the won’ts. Listen to the never haves, then listen close to me… Anything can happen, child. Anything can be.” – Shel Silverstein “He’s awake, just swing by.”¬†Those 5 words got us jumping out of bed, ignoring our own fatigue. “Quickly! Book an Uber and get there before he gets grumpy”, B urged me as we left home. “Hi Auntie! We’re here! Nice to see you again” Inside, the little one spotted and scrambled to safety (hiding behind mummy). We were strange faces despite the constant Whatsapp Video calls weekly, in all honesty, I wouldn’t blame him for feeling frightened. “Who’s that?” “Godma…. Godpa!” When those words were uttered, B’s face lit up like a child who got the present he wanted for Christmas. I won’t deny it, those little words makes my heart swell up every time I hear them. Eventually, we started play time and C proceeded to stuff us with watermelon and strawberries that he loves. When we …

One Tuesday Morning

It is Tuesday morning. I had slept horribly the night before, and awoke to the soft light streaming through the window into the room. The only sound is that of the fan blade spin above the bed. It feels like I am the only person in the house. I lay in bed, surrounded by my own thoughts. It was the last full day I was going to spend with C before he heads back to Australia. Soon after, outside my room, I can hear C awake and running along the corridor saying “Godma…” He knocks on the room door and bounces in, fresh from a good night’s sleep. With much excitement, he tugs my hand and pulls me out to play in the living room. He is sparkling with energy and looks absolutely cute. We sat on the living room floor playing pretend with the little “dollhouse”, hide and seek with the dolls. He points to the new book that we got him, and we turned pushed the tractor around the book’s track. We giggle, …

Happy 1st Bee-day, C!

Dear C, It’s been almost 1.5 years since your mum told me that she was expecting you. That moment when she told me about you was one filled with mixed emotions, especially since we’ve lost your older siblings previously. Your arrival took a huge rock off my chest and it was being replaced by pride and joy. Baby boy, you did well. The last year was tough, spending most of my time an ocean away from you meant that I couldn’t cuddle you, spend time with your parents or be there when your mummy needed help. Yet, I am glad that even from afar, I’ve always been kept up to date with your progress with the daily photo / video.¬† As you turn ONE, I wanted to let you know that we want to celebrate all those moments – The first time I saw you and snuggled up with you, the first time I heard you cry when you were separated from mummy, to the first few steps that you took unassisted right in front …