Monthly Archives: November 2007

Toddler nightmares

A tddler wakes screaming & crying in the middle of the night. I think Toddler Daddy can identify with this topic.

For 3-4 nights since Caitlin’s birthday party, we’ve been woken by her crying in the middle of the night. She’s not fully awake, she doesn’t suddenly scream prompting Daddee to reach for his baseball bat / hand-me-down golf club / nail clippers, she just starts by sobbing, & then cries. But her cries are comprehendable: Exclamations of not wanting for something required of her. Eg go shower, putting her toys away, etc.

While growing up myself I have heard of this old wives tale: That toddlers playing too much in the hours leading to bedtime will later have bad dreams & nightmares. I am never one to listen to these tales, & frankly cannot remember if that theory ever held true in my own childhood.

However, desperate for sleep, I carefully broached Caitlin the topic of her bad dreams. I shared the tale of what “the aunties” said, & suggested that we gave it a go- not to play too much after dinner, not too much running around ha-ha playing, resorting to just reading or playing with her birthday present puzzles. She was game for it, so to speak. Perhaps she too needed the sleep… No, she still naps in the afternoons. Maybe she pities Daddee’s panda eyes & thought he deserved a break.

I broached this carefully because she has sometimes surprised me by how easily freaked she is by simple concepts. For eg, she seems to be scarred by this one scene of one of Thomas’ friends (the tank engine) derailing from speeding. That show is now banned in this household.

I don’t think she is generally chicken, but I guess everyone has their kryptonite.

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And so Tuesday evening I didn’t play with her vigorously. She was very keen to unwrap her new Pooh Bear puzzle, even though she is guilty of losing some pieces of another simpler puzzle; it was a freebie actually from a purchase but you know… After setting some ground rules that she is only allowed to play with Daddee, we unwrapped it.

That night & the following night we only played with the puzzle or flipped through / read some of her new birthday present books.

Other than the routine “I wanna go pee” anywhere between 2-4am, we’ve all slept very well….

Which of your old wives tales tactics have actually worked?

Caitlin’s third birthday party!

Despite not having enough kids to invite & Daddee’s fumbling in organising it, Caitlin’s birthday party didn’t turn out too bad after all…

Admittedly Mummee, Daddee & Caitlin were out during the most of the day, only coming back to start the preparations a tad too late!

We were going to host the party at the common hall / “clubhouse” at our condo on Saturday. About a week prior, I had purchased some party balloons, a pump, enough simple party packs of annoying horns, masks, hats, & 2 simple Pooh Bear & Disney birthday garlands. But only on Friday did I start to wonder (or mildly panic) that the venue may be looking a bit too bare…..

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Although not as creative nor crafty as Forty-Two Roads’ handy crafts, I did try to spruce up the event somewhat!

I had known for a while that Pocoyo’s site has some templates for printing for crayon-colouring, DIY pop-out cards, & coloured graphics for placemats & garlands. So, on Friday afternoon, the eve of the party, I decided to print some out, thinking perhaps spending Friday night after everyone has gone to sleep that I would put these together.

And wouldn’t you know it, the office colour printer decided not to work.

Maybe someone’s programmed into the printer not to print bright colourful graphics of cartoon characters. Maybe someone knew I was planning a party & that I may up to no good with office equipment. Maybe someone’s just simply out to get me. If you know your printers, photos & graphics are a combination of CMYK- cyan, magenta, yellow, black. It is the combination of these that make up a colour printout, photo or graphic. My printouts were all too red- like there was double the red being printed, even on where it was supposed to be white. I kept trying the settings, printing out (effectively wasting the toner) more of the annoyingly same output. And I was fast running out of time.

On the way to pick up Caitlin, I called Mummee (who usually works late) if she has a colour printer in her office, & whether I could print them there. Yes & yes.

So after a quick call to mother in law to say I will be late for Caitlin, I headed over to Mummee’s office. Loaded the pdf files on her machine & alas, they printed out perfect. Looking at the product, Mummee says “Hey these Thank-you cards do look nice; why don’t we paste them onto proper cardboard to make it hardier?”

Not one to have done craft-stuff since primary school, I agreed & proceeded to paste them to sandwich a cardboard. In short, I ruined 4. Either the front & inside pages didn’t align, or that I forgot that once the card folded that the inner pages would crease at the fold.

Again, time was running out.

I won’t bore you with the other mini-disasters of essentially poor estimations of effort & time required to put these things together, suffice to say that we saw Saturday’s sunrise while STILL working on these things. Credit to Mummee who is heavily pregnant to still entertain this Daddee’s late decision on party deco.

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In the end we did get the following done:

  • Thank you cards, enough for the kids present
  • Flip out cheap-animation, enough for the kids present
  • Placemats of the characters, laminated and all
  • “Happy birthday” garland (pictured)

After only about 3 hours sleep & being out almost the whole of Saturday due to commitments & appointments, we rushed home only around 5pm when the party was supposed to start at 7pm!

This was the first time I used the balloon pump thing. I gotta say it’s a pretty interesting contraption that my older brother & I were wondering during the party how it works- in both direction of the pumping-action there was still air being blown out…

Anyway. My school friend & his family were the first to arrive. Embarrassingly I had to ask him to help continue with the balloons while I went to get the furniture arranged, & putting up the garlands & get the home-made crafts.

Mother in law was the only one who knows how nuts we were staying up so late! But then again she home-cooked a total of seven dishes in all, when we had only asked her to cook three! My own mum brought over some food too, & Sam & Mircle provided a very pretty birthday cake.

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I am going to break my own privacy principle just this one time & share a photo of my lovely Caitlin for you guys to see how happy she is!

That’s heavily-pregnant Mummee in the background, cheering at the unveiling of the birthday cake (from its upturned transport box)

The cake is made of jelly. I gotta find out the shop from which Sam got it. We had asked her to get this one because for her own hubby’s birthday she got a similar one (adult version of course) full of fresh-ish fruits inside. We thought it’d be easier to take this given it was a warm few weeks.

Throughout the night, the kids, including Caitlin’s older cousins, were generally having fun. Among Caitlin’s presents was a new bicycle, so she was quite happily trying her luck cycling around the mingling adults not bumping into people. From the start, I am sure our 2 blocks of resident-neighbours were already suffering from the party-pack-horns that Caitlin & her similar-human-sized friends blaring away.

But overall, I think everyone had fun.

Now Daddee is still lacking sleep!

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Happy Birthday my sweet Caitlin!

“The survey says…”

1. Name one person who made you laugh last night.
While waiting for my hair to dry last night before bed, I was reading other people’s blogs.
This post made me laugh.

2. What were you doing at 0800?
Picking out the lint from my belly button. Honest. Hey, I just had a shower okay??

3. What were you doing 30 minutes ago?

Munching down on my yong tau foo. Hey, it was lunch time okay??

4. What happened to you in 2006?
Got a new job in the airline industry, got to fly first class to Nice France for a fequent flyer conference, drove to Monaco from there, back to Paris & London on a low-cost airline; just because I have never been.. Can’t recall anything more significant at the moment…

5. What was the last thing you said out loud?

“Oh the obligation!”
(I was mentioned most likely to take this survey! Read on..)

6. How many beverages did you have today?
Today? 2 coffees already & cup of chinese tea during lunch, by lunch.

7. What color is your hairbrush?
Skin colour. 4 + 4 digits.

8. What was the last thing you paid for?
The yong tau foo

9. Where were you last night?
Wouldn’t you like to know?? ;)
Actually my previous post says it all.

10. What color is your front door?
Brown

11. Where do you keep your change?
I have a little Dutch Lady coin pouch in the car full or copper coins I use at supermarkets. Other coins are generally in my work pants right pocket. Notes are kept in my wallet of course.

12. What’s the weather like today?
Blue skies this morning, though at this moment out the window I can see some big clouds deciding to get together for a real blast later on, if you know what I mean..

13. What’s the best ice-cream flavor?
Haagen Daas’ rum raisin, & that New Zealand brand’s with bits of Oreo look-alikes…

14. What excites you?
If I tell you you would be controlling my life!

15. Do you want to cut your hair?
I just did over the weekend. I did think of doing a number 2 all around, but Mummee & even the hairdressers strongly objected; says instead of looking tough I may actually look silly.

16. Are you over the age of 25?

Sadly “Yes”. Your teenage daughters are safe.

17. Do you talk a lot?

hmmpff….

18. Do you watch the O.C.?
I know of the show- that’s all. I know it’s got that Misha Barton in it, that’s all. I know there is this outcast badboy who’s taken a fancy to her, that’s all. I know he resides in some rich relative’s guest house with a pool, that’s all. Honest.

19. Do you know anyone named Steven?
Off the top of my head, 2 Stevens in fact. One in corporate, one who coaches inline skating.

20. Do you make up your own words?

Caitlinisbetteratthis.

21. Are you a jealous person?
Depends on subject: Work? Sibling rivalry? Partner’s ex’s? Ex’s partners?

22. Name a friend whose name starts with the letter ‘A’.
My buddy Al White

23. Name a friend whose name starts with the letter ‘K’.
Kathy Lim

24. Who’s the first person on your received call list?
Mum. She just called asking what Caitlin would like for her birthday!

25. What does the last text message you received say?
“I can’t stop thinking about last night…”

26. Do you chew on your straw?
No, I suck on it!

27. Do you have curly hair?
No, its only almost straight.

28. Where’s the next place you’re going to?
I am thinking of buggering off work a bit early & getting something for Caitlin on my mum’s behalf!

29. Who’s the rudest person in your life?
The one who promised me a Dear John letter that never arrived!

30. What was the last thing you ate?
Yong tau foo.

31. Will you get married in the future?
Legally I cannot anymore!

32. What’s the best movie you’ve seen in the past 2 weeks?
I only watched one movie in the last 2 weeks- Beowulf. The animation is good. That’s all I can say.

33. Is there anyone you like right now?
Yes.

34. When was the last time you did the dishes?
After my first cup of coffee before leaving for work.

35. Are you currently depressed?
No but I would like to be so I can use it as an excuse!

36. Did you cry today?
Yes, that long nasal hair should have been cut not pulled.

37. Why did you answer and post this?
It’s been so long since I have done something like this (it’s high school all over again!)

38. Tag 5 people who would do this survey.
In no particular order:
Lynn Lim
Toddler Daddy
Midnite Lily
See Ming
Kathy Lim, but she doesn’t blog.

That’s more than 3 quarter-pounders!

At the current rate, given all constants remain, err, constant, the Dr said the baby is likely to be around or just over 8 pounds!

That’s what our obst Dr said last night in our followup visit. He was responding to us sharing that our friends & family have been commenting that Mummee’s stomach looks like it’s ready to pop, that it is looking quite big & “low” now.

Mummee is due in mid-Jan. So there is still some ways to go. I am getting a little concerned now as she has been waddling for a few weeks now due to the size.

By the way, Caitlin was 3.38kg’s, that’s 7.5 pounds.

In other news:

  • Mummee has gained 4 kilos in the last 4 weeks!
  • We still haven’t thought of a name for him yet (yes, him!)

So, Mummee’s a little freaked out at the moment!

Organising a toddler birthday party

This weekend Caitlin will be turning 3 years old.

How time flies… I was just reflecting on this recently when we were planning the guest list. I can still remember the day she was born, but I cannot so easily remember some other details.

It took some effort to recall & picture Mummee’s confinement period- what she was wearing, what she could & couldn’t eat. Also, the “fullmoon” party, when Caitlin wasn’t walking yet & her antics, what tickled her / made her giggle, what few words she knew & how we’d be telling everyone when she’s learned a new basic word… Even something as recent as changing her diapers every night: Lifting her two legs with one hand & pulling the soiled one from under her, washing up, dousing talcum on her before taping her up (she’s only been toilet trained a few months ago) all seemed like a long-ago memories…

It seems I can only recall the happy moments. That’s not to say the other moments were not happy, just the happy ones are easily recalled.

Speaking of which, it’s been a while since I have done this: I gotta whip out my camera again like I used to.

I am missing those days already…. Sigh, 3 yrs old. Some may say “What, only 3 yrs old; mine is [x2, x3] yrs older..” What is this Daddee making so much noise about his kid turning only 3??..

Anyway.

We will be having a small party with close relatives & friends. Some of these are my friends whom I haven’t seen for a while. One of them was from school who had kids much earlier than I- he’s got 2 girls now; one who is likely Caitlin’s age, & the older one probably double that. Another is an ex workmate who has a boy under a year old- Mummee says she can’t picture him with a kid!

However, being the rather children-anti-social parents that we have inadvertently become due to work commitments, this is looking more like a gathering of adults than a toddler’s party. With Caitlin not having started school yet, she has no other friends to invite other than the one-&-only Mummee’s friend’s little girl. On Mummee’s side Caitlin is the first of that generation. On my side her nearest cousins are at least 10 years older & thus have very different interests (they are starting secondary schooling next year, in fact).

So understandably, I am hoping Caitlin will still enjoy her birthday since there aren’t likely to be games & very little playing. This is likely going to be a sit-down event- I can already feel a letdown of sorts coming….

I am tempted to invite some of you readers over with your kids.. but what would people think??

Photo: Caitlin’s first birthday

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The Pacifier

The pacifier. Merriam Webster says it’s “a usually nipple-shaped device for babies to suck or bite on”.

The Pacifier. A human invention that mimicks the nipple. It’s a strange contraption, really, if you think about it. Here’s a rubber / silicon / man-made material of 3 or so centimetres of protrusion shaped like a woman’s nipple; presumably that of the child’s mother’s, manufactured en masse in exactly the same shape & dexterity of the child’s- no, every child’s mother; assuming that every child would prefer one of that shape & size, or on the flipside, based on a major assumption that that shape & size would be representing every woman’s I mean every mothers’ nipple, acceptable to every child that has one stuffed into his/her mouth.

But I digressed even before I started..

Like a moth to the flame; ok let’s not be metaphorical. Like Daddee to chocolates / cheesecakes / pasta / medium-done steaks / PS2, Caitlin, presumably like all toddlers, has been needing the pacifier to pacify her during dire situations that need pacifying- usually around sleep time, which includes both daytime naps & night time sleeping. In the world of a toddler, regardless of how tired the child is, apparently the act of falling asleep is actually a dire situation.

Don’t get me wrong, I am all for pacifying a human when the need arises; baby or otherwise. I can even remember when Caitlin was born that I was keen to get her some offbeat pacifiers since seeing them on the market. But it was something threatening that Mummee said to me which I can’t remember, that also made me forget the whole idea.

Anyway, I did recall reading that the pacifier actually does reduce a child’s blood pressure thereby soothing him/her fairly close to instantaneously. It did do the trick of putting baby to sleep quicksmart. I can see why it can be addictive; after all, isnt’ relaxation one of the reasons people get hooked on certain substances?

Anyway, back to the point…

It’s been just under a week now that Caitlin has managed to sleep without her pacifier.

Mummee and Daddee’s style has been that we’d let Caitlin know our intentions of anything upfront. If we were going out with her, we’d ask her to prepare for getting ready after her lunch, etc, & when the time comes she’d oblige willingly. If we had plans to go out without her, we’d tell her first & manage her protests. Most times after some verbal pacifying she’d accept it, find some distractions (Lego, Bear in the Big Blue House, etc) & wait patiently for us. For me, there is nothing worse than losing her trust by dissappearing on her.

So it was with the plan on weaning her off the pacifier. Upfront we told her that we’d like her to stop her addiction, kick the habit. The first few times she protested as expected. I can’t recall the specifics of how I managed, but one of the “ways” was that she was so dead tired that she just dozed off in the middle of her protesting!

That only added to my arsenal of persuasion. As I have mentioned before about the benefits of positive reinforcements, I had used this experience to remind / highlight back to her that she didn’t need the pacifier the last (few) times she slept. I would harp on this “success” & achievement with praises.

But for Caitlin & this Daddee, what really reinforced it was highlighting the other achievements. I would remind her that she’s already achieved so many things so far. I would run through a list of these with her, and then stress that this kicking of pacifier habit would be yet another achievement to the list..

“Caitlin can already count from 1 – 10…”
“Yah!”
“And Caitlin can cont 1-10 in English, Malay, & Mandarin!”
“Yah!”
“And, Caitlin can already kick & swim in the pool; swim from one ladder to the other ladder on the other side, ALL by herself!”
“Yah! Kick kick kick….”
“Yah! And Caitlin can already feed herself with the spoon!”
“Yah!”
“And now, Caitlin can do ONE MORE thing already!” Index finger in the air. “Caitlin don’t need to sleep with the pacifier ANYMORE!
“Yah! Caitlin is SOoo clever now!”
“That’s one more thing that Caitlin can already do on her own”

In the last 2 days, I can’t say I recall her asking for it anymore….

Now I am wondering what I am going to do with all these pretend nipples…

PS: This is not a paid post. I really did Google to find funny pacifiers to get Caitlin!

In-tune(s) with the toddler

Mummee once sang the line, “Raindrops keep falling on my head….” & then forgot the rest of the lines. I laughed, & then thought Oops, I can’t recall them either...

But that was enough for Caitlin. Maybe it was the simple concept of allowing raindrops falling on (one’s) head that captivated her; when we’ve been telling her (mostly indirectly) not to be caught in the rain without an umbrella. Why are Mummee & Daddee singing about something they have adamently prohibited from happening to me?

Whatever it was, it’s now her favourite song; even if it’s only that one line. It’s new, it’s catchy, it’s rebellious I mean, like it’s getting caught in the rain it’s something Daddee says not to do it’s going out with no umbrella!

Initially I wasn’t sure if she’s inherited the tone deaf gene, but glad to say that she’s improved a lot- I can tell which tune she is humming or adlib-ing to with her own words or substitutes. Ee-ya ee-ya oh, and a Daddee here and a Daddee there, Daddee here Daddee there…

So she now knows a few tunes; her ABC’s, a jingle from her playbook, Hey Jo Jo whaddya say, we all wanna know what you learned today…and that “Doe A Dear” one too…

I gotta go Google the complete Raindrops lyrics now, so that this Daddee can stay hip & sing along to the “latest” songs she knows…

laterz..