Darling Sean is 16 months old today!
He still looks very babyish, compared to other boys of his age I think. Well, maybe all parents think alike too.
Sometimes, I wish Sean can grow up faster, so that he can soon talk to me, at least make me understand him.
But most of the times actually, I wish time would pass by slower, so that I can enjoy Sean in his baby stage more. Because in no time to come, he would soon want to walk on his own rather than hold on to my hand, preferring adventures rather than my hugs.
No matter, Sean-Sean will always be my dearest baby boy.
Beijing photos next! If I were to sum up this trip in a word, it would sadly be "depressing". It would have been a brilliant one, if not for Sean's refusal to eat anything other than milk and biscuits. I was so so worried that everywhere I go, when people commented on how cute Sean is, I would go on and comment that "But he's not eaten anything for a x number of days already.". Almost half of Beijing knew that Sean is on a food strike! I can't help it, because it's always on my mind! Perpetually so that migraines tortured me almost everyday, shopping was the last thing on my mind (which is VERY unusual), and I seriously can't wait to be back in Singapore.
Imagine, we brought the slow cooker along, went to the supermarket religiously every day after the sightseeings to get fresh produce and food to cook his porridge. But at the end of the day, the whole pot of porridge would end up in the trash.
I'm just glad everything's back to normal now.
To be honest, looking back now, I'm rather thankful for this whole foodstrike episode.
Because it's taught me to be more patient with Sean now. Previously, when Sean refuses his food or fuss alot before he finally eats, I would lose my temper. But now, I am less worrying and would indeed let him skip a meal or two if he really has no interest in eating. I think Sean too notices this, and thus actually has expressed more willingness in finishing up his food almost every meal.
The Beijing trip is an eye-opener. The Peking duck is nice but overhyped. Both Steve and I thought we would gain lots of weight because of all the food we'll be stuffing ourselves with. Turns out ALL 3 of us lost weight because along with Sean, we've lost most of our appetite to enjoy food.
Our next trip would be to Tokyo over Christmas with Steve's mum and sis. Hopefully then, it would be a more relaxing and enjoyable trip.
He still looks very babyish, compared to other boys of his age I think. Well, maybe all parents think alike too.
Sometimes, I wish Sean can grow up faster, so that he can soon talk to me, at least make me understand him.
But most of the times actually, I wish time would pass by slower, so that I can enjoy Sean in his baby stage more. Because in no time to come, he would soon want to walk on his own rather than hold on to my hand, preferring adventures rather than my hugs.
No matter, Sean-Sean will always be my dearest baby boy.
Beijing photos next! If I were to sum up this trip in a word, it would sadly be "depressing". It would have been a brilliant one, if not for Sean's refusal to eat anything other than milk and biscuits. I was so so worried that everywhere I go, when people commented on how cute Sean is, I would go on and comment that "But he's not eaten anything for a x number of days already.". Almost half of Beijing knew that Sean is on a food strike! I can't help it, because it's always on my mind! Perpetually so that migraines tortured me almost everyday, shopping was the last thing on my mind (which is VERY unusual), and I seriously can't wait to be back in Singapore.
Imagine, we brought the slow cooker along, went to the supermarket religiously every day after the sightseeings to get fresh produce and food to cook his porridge. But at the end of the day, the whole pot of porridge would end up in the trash.
I'm just glad everything's back to normal now.
To be honest, looking back now, I'm rather thankful for this whole foodstrike episode.
Because it's taught me to be more patient with Sean now. Previously, when Sean refuses his food or fuss alot before he finally eats, I would lose my temper. But now, I am less worrying and would indeed let him skip a meal or two if he really has no interest in eating. I think Sean too notices this, and thus actually has expressed more willingness in finishing up his food almost every meal.
The Beijing trip is an eye-opener. The Peking duck is nice but overhyped. Both Steve and I thought we would gain lots of weight because of all the food we'll be stuffing ourselves with. Turns out ALL 3 of us lost weight because along with Sean, we've lost most of our appetite to enjoy food.
Our next trip would be to Tokyo over Christmas with Steve's mum and sis. Hopefully then, it would be a more relaxing and enjoyable trip.
At T3 before takeoff
In the plane. Sean was well-behaved and managed to sleep through take off. Story-telling and milk were the only thing he demanded for onboard.
The bassinet barely fitting him
Woke up and managed a few bites of bread
Reached the service apartment we stayed in. Munched on some Gerber puffs with Mummy.
We stayed at Lee Gardens Service Apartment. Comes with a kitchenette equipped with microwave, fridge and stove top. Washing machine has a dryer too. Location was great too, smacked right beside their main shopping belt Wangfujing. Great place to stay in.
Next day was the gruelling climb up the Great Wall. I've not felt so on the brink of exhaustion since the birth of Sean! We were sweating buckets! Tough for us but really easy job for our guide, cos we covered such a short distance only!
We visited the Summer Palace next. Lots of pavillions and, pavillions.
We visited the night street market where many funny things were sold! Scorpions, bugs, beetles. YIKES!
Did u see the starfish? I wonder how it taste like though I'm not really tempted!
Off to the Tiananmen Square the next day. We walked and ran loads! Cos the gate is closing to get ready for the guard changing ceremony. No wonder we lost weight!
The Forbidden City all lighted up when night falls. Quite a sight to behold.
At a square in Wangfujing the morning before our flight home. Last minute shopping for souvenirs.
Oh! We cheekily put Sean in this dress that we bought for my niece to see if Sean really looks like a girl. You know, almost everyone we come across in Beijing thought Sean was a girl! They were all quite surprised when we told him he's a lad. Sean looks like a girl meh? I thought he look quite macho here, like in a Scottish quilt!
In the plane. Sean was well-behaved and managed to sleep through take off. Story-telling and milk were the only thing he demanded for onboard.
The bassinet barely fitting him
Woke up and managed a few bites of bread
Reached the service apartment we stayed in. Munched on some Gerber puffs with Mummy.
We stayed at Lee Gardens Service Apartment. Comes with a kitchenette equipped with microwave, fridge and stove top. Washing machine has a dryer too. Location was great too, smacked right beside their main shopping belt Wangfujing. Great place to stay in.
Next day was the gruelling climb up the Great Wall. I've not felt so on the brink of exhaustion since the birth of Sean! We were sweating buckets! Tough for us but really easy job for our guide, cos we covered such a short distance only!
We visited the Summer Palace next. Lots of pavillions and, pavillions.
We visited the night street market where many funny things were sold! Scorpions, bugs, beetles. YIKES!
Did u see the starfish? I wonder how it taste like though I'm not really tempted!
Off to the Tiananmen Square the next day. We walked and ran loads! Cos the gate is closing to get ready for the guard changing ceremony. No wonder we lost weight!
The Forbidden City all lighted up when night falls. Quite a sight to behold.
At a square in Wangfujing the morning before our flight home. Last minute shopping for souvenirs.
Oh! We cheekily put Sean in this dress that we bought for my niece to see if Sean really looks like a girl. You know, almost everyone we come across in Beijing thought Sean was a girl! They were all quite surprised when we told him he's a lad. Sean looks like a girl meh? I thought he look quite macho here, like in a Scottish quilt!
Happy 16 months old my darling.
Mummy said this a million times and I'm going to say it again.
I Love You So.
Mummy said this a million times and I'm going to say it again.
I Love You So.
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