This is a diary of my life as a new mom. The days are filled with laughter, giggles, whines, crying, tantrums, smelly poop and more laughter and giggles.
Tuesday, December 27, 2011
Happy Holidays!
Wednesday, December 21, 2011
Happy 12 months!
Happy Birthday to you, Happy Birthday to you, Happy Birthday, dear Shosei, Happy Birthday to you.
December 20, 2011
December 20, 2011
Monday, December 5, 2011
Bath time
At exactly 8 pm, I always run the bath and get Shosei ready for his evening bath. Now that he can stand up, supported by a wall or by putting his arms around my neck and shoulders, it is so easy to undress him. He knows it's a routine and enjoys having his bath. Recently, I started incorporating teeth brushing into the routine. He has 8 teeth. 4 on top, 4 on the bottom. Routine is good for a baby. Routine is good for me. I live by routines. I tend to get out of whack when something out of the ordinary happens during the day. But I've gotten better.
When I was a child, I would stay in the bath and get completely warmed up before bravely stepping out into the cold rooms of my house during the winter months. I used to count to twenty in 3 languages. Japanese, English and in Spanish.
Now, for my son, I count to ten in 4 languages! The latter, plus in Chinese. He is always so content, warm, and sleepy and ready for his evening bottle of warm milk.
When I was a child, I would stay in the bath and get completely warmed up before bravely stepping out into the cold rooms of my house during the winter months. I used to count to twenty in 3 languages. Japanese, English and in Spanish.
Now, for my son, I count to ten in 4 languages! The latter, plus in Chinese. He is always so content, warm, and sleepy and ready for his evening bottle of warm milk.
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