yesterday, my baby daughter celebrated her 40-days birthday.
according to many tradition, 40 days old is believed to be the time when the baby is pretty much well aware of their surroundings and old enough to go out of the house. even the mom should be fit enough to carry on their activities outside of the house. in islam, 40 days also marks the end of "
nifas" period.
so what have my baby daughter done in her 40 days existence on earth?
... she has grown quite significantly, though not too much since she's dependent on breastmilk (which don't put on weight as fast as if she was feeding formula!). on her 1 month bday, she was already put on 500gr from her birth weight.
... since she was a tiny baby, most of her clothes didn't fit her when she was born. now, they have.
... she has outgrown her wrapped period and was able to sleep without her wrap. though i still put it on at night cuz she wakes up a lot if not wrapped. apparently, she still has no control of her hands, so most of the times she would wake up because her hands accidentally hit her head.
... though she still cries when she wakes up, she has her "fun" moments when she stays quiet and don't ask for milk, though she will after a while. but when she doesn't, she can make goo-goo-gah-gah noise and play with us and throws smiles and laughter.
... she can play by herself and more aware of her surroundings. so aware that she knows when i left the room, usually resulting her waking up and cries her lungs out till i come back.
... she had 2 trips to the doctor and 1 trip to changi airport.
... she had seen orchard street and hang out near
tangs department store (though she was sleeping the entire time)
... she had visited marine parkway and let us eat at a restaurant while she was fast asleep in her stroller
... she had gone to the immigration office to apply for her PR status
... she had her first trip abroad, visiting her uncle in
kualalumpur, malaysia on her 40th day. she enjoys being in the car seat and slept the entire time. she only woke up when we stopped at the rest area for feeding or changing.
i can't wait till she can start play by herself without crying for milk :D
:: sLesTa
