Monday, 15th October 2007 night you gave mummy a huge scare! Daddy and I went browsing around for electrical items for our house and decided to bring you along. You seemed fine throughout, napped a little. When we got home, you were tired and cranky. We had some visitors but you were not in the mood to entertain. So mummy hugged and sang you to sleep. Not five minutes after putting you down, you woke up crying. I changed your diaper thinking maybe the wetness was causing you discomfort. Then mummy cradled you again but you wouldn't stop crying. In fact, you started wailing from the bottom of your lungs. Poor baby. I get a little worried. Mummy feels your forehead, its fine no fever. I take your clothes off and wipe you all over to get you nice and comfortable. This does not help. I get Kakak Mon to call daddy. He comes up and I pass you to him. He tries to calm you while mummy pats your bum. This doesn't help. Then I tell daddy to get the Yu Yee oil and rub it in his palms. He then presses his heated palms firmly on your belly. I give you your cucut. You are calm for a minute. By now mummy is pretty sure it is angin. Moments later, you are screaming again. How it hurts to see you suffer. Mummy is close to tears. I have it in my mind that if things don't improve we should go the the clinic. Daddy's thoughts are the same.
After a while we rush you downstairs. As I walk downstairs with you in my arms, you are instantly calm. We get in the car and you are quiet except for the little unavoidable sobbing after a wailing session. Before we reach the clinic, you are asleep. Your pediatrician is closed. So is your back-up pediatrician. It's a public holiday. We drive around a little longer. I tell daddy that we need not bring you to the doc. You tummy is settled and it would be silly to disturb you. We go home. Tired but relieved. Mummy cannot control her feelings and starts crying. I hold you for a long time before putting you down in your cot. You sleep like an angel. Every little movement you make from then on startles me. But deep down I know you are fine. You wake up for a feed 5 hours later and you are farting like a little baby machine gun. I smile till the sides of my mouth ache. I thank God for you.
After a while we rush you downstairs. As I walk downstairs with you in my arms, you are instantly calm. We get in the car and you are quiet except for the little unavoidable sobbing after a wailing session. Before we reach the clinic, you are asleep. Your pediatrician is closed. So is your back-up pediatrician. It's a public holiday. We drive around a little longer. I tell daddy that we need not bring you to the doc. You tummy is settled and it would be silly to disturb you. We go home. Tired but relieved. Mummy cannot control her feelings and starts crying. I hold you for a long time before putting you down in your cot. You sleep like an angel. Every little movement you make from then on startles me. But deep down I know you are fine. You wake up for a feed 5 hours later and you are farting like a little baby machine gun. I smile till the sides of my mouth ache. I thank God for you.
I love you.
xxx
mummy
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