Hello 2017

With children, the days are long but the years are short.

It only seemed like yesterday when I was pregnant with Aden, doing hospital check-ups, getting warded for labour, holding a tiny being in my arms, going through confinement, then getting back to work, and the events go on...

Now, my baby is almost 6 months old and starting on his solid food.

Aden has been a relatively easy baby. The first month was tough. He cried A LOT. and I remember being so exhausted. now, he's a sweet, fuss-free, adaptable, sociable, smiley baby, who can even fall asleep on his own. I feel so blessed.

Things have got better after the initial few months when we were all thrown off tandem with a new addition. i feel happier and lighter these days, learning to let go and live some moments without structure.

Well, just for documentation, Ariel fell off the bed on 13 December. It was very bizarre as that had never happened before. For some reason, she rolled in her sleep very close to the foot of the bed. Andrew woke up and saw her, but decided it would be fine since we were leaving home soon and would carry her off the bed shortly. whoever knew that she would fall off the bed in the next second. at that moment, i was in the toilet when i heard a loud thump. my heart sank. i rushed into the room and saw ariel crying and trying to get up on her fours. Quickly carried and comforted her. subsequently, i felt warm and wet on my shoulder. a very sick feeling came upon me as i guessed it was blood.
my shirt was soaked! she suffered a deep cut on her chin and i knew at once it was a wound that warranted medical attention. I was preparing to go to work and contemplated about taking the day off to go to KKH A&E. then i thought, why not go to my workplace for help? so with God's kind provision, i headed quickly to work before the clinic sessions started. and got help from a consultant to treat the wound. Ariel was given a local anaesthetic jab. she needed 3 stitches. 2 nurses and myself swaddled and held her down while the doctor stitched the wound. it was a very traumatic experience.
my heart felt heavy but my eyes felt dry. i felt emotionless by this ordeal.

Looking back, God's hands had always been there whenever something happened to ariel due to our failure to heed God's prompting, or sheer omission / negligence. Take the first major accident where she fell off the high chair (still gives me creeps thinking about it). we were helpless at Takashimaya shopping mall with a bleeding baby, and our friend appeared right in front of us and sent us to the hospital! he was also familiar with the hospital setting, having sent his kids there before, and ushered us to the necessary place to go.

This time, God provided the timeliness and favour to get ariel treated at my workplace in a minimal time by a skin specialist. The medical care and attention was impeccable given that i was a staff there.

i am rather saddened by the keliod scar that formed over the wound. but nevertheless, we will persevere in applying the scar gel consistently, and pray for the scar to shrink and disappear.

My hair always stands and i get shivers in my spine whenever i recall injuries that happened to my child. all in all, accidents are bound to take place, but we must pray for blessing and protections unceasingly, and never take safety for granted.

Generally, the world is changing and today's outlook appears bleak. But we can take heart to be of good cheer, for He has overcome the world.

*Sigh* of relief...