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FYI: I'm still alive.



I'm just...
Juggling with my new-found motherhood life. 

WAIT. 
I haven't announce the birth of my son in this blog?! 
Where all the time flies? He's five weeks now. 


Honestly, I've been pretty much preoccupied that I can't differentiate between day and night OR Monday and Wednesday! It's so consuming that I was this close before becoming "the walking dead" due to lack of sleep, lack of eat, and lack of everything. 

The first two weeks was the easiest. As he sleeps at all times, excluding breastfeeding time. So I can eat, shower, serve our guests, and clean the house between his sleeping time. I sounded so super right? Considering I just had a major c-section days before. Thank God I didn't suffer from post-op nightmares. (FYI: Yes I finally went thru an emergency C-Section, story to follow) 
Feeling super myself, I was like, "is that all? I can easily have 3 children!" LOL.

Then tough time came. The horrible third week, or known as growth spurt (it occurs on 3rd, 6th week.. and 3rd, 6th month). Growth spurt makes Vale uneasy, he's very hard to please. Shortly after I breastfed him, he'd ask some more. Within half an hour, or one hour maximum. He continue to ask for more milk and later spit it out. I was so stressed because turned out, the "GS" package came with "non-stop crying" phase too. His sleeping pattern fell apart. I was overwhelmed.. 
Worse is, not only I had to deal with -no-reason-crying baby, but I also had to deal with sleep deprivation and swollen (not forget to mention, leaking)  breasts. It's all new to me. Woke up every one or two hours at night (which previously every three hours), nursing, burped him, swing, and sing him to sleep. That's my kinda night. Errr think I'll get used to it. 

On his 4th week, he finally gets better. He sleeps and drinks well.. I'm wondering if he's going through another "growth spurt" phase on 6th week. The last time I checked him to pediatrician, he gained a lot. I mean A LOT. He was born 3.34 kg and now he nearly reach 5.5 kg. Haha. My son is such a milk-sucking lil monster! His chubby cheek is so cute, I couldn't help but kissing and teasing him all the time. There was this moment when the first time I caught him smile at me. I... M E L T. A smile that seem just made for me, like I'm the only and most important person in the world. And suddenly, all sweats and tiredness paid off. 

Having a child is like going back to school. You both learn and discover new things everyday. And I want to be the one who discover his firsts. First smile, first "ahh", first step, and lot of other firsts. I am really enjoying motherhood. Like, this is it. This is the reason why God put me on earth in a first place. Many women pursuing their career, or their dream. But deep down, being a mother is a career and dream of itself. It's the highest paid job in the world, since the payment is pure love. When the first time you meet your child, it's more than you can dream of. 
You'll know when you become one, one day. 













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