Thursday, March 28, 2013

The Year that was 2012

*Cough cough *Sweeps away cobwebs and dust.

My last post was November 11, 2011. Time to revive the blog.

The year 2012 was a healing year for me and for my family as well.

We were still taking pictures, documenting life, and trying to value each other. Meanwhile we were also blessed with a new son. I’ll introduce him in a bit (some other post) but you don’t get month by month updates. Instead you get the fast-forward version.

Here’s our Year 2012 in short:

On March 6, 2012 Little Dragon Baby ZhiXiong was born. Here is how he was presented the day after he was born:

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Huirou loved him as much as she loves Zhixin, as did the rest of the family. Her after school activities were centred around cuddling him in our bed all throughout my confinement.

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Born rather normal at 3.1kg, he was a nursing champ and grew like to be like Mr Michelin.

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And at almost 2 months we were rewarded with true smiles of his, alerting us to a wonderful personality in him.

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Meanwhile our Huirou is developing into a young lady.

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At 3 months, we entered the Johnson’s Baby of the Year Contest, and we DIDN’T win. Ha! What? Y’all thought I lost my humour or what? As long as he still wins as mama’s Baby of the Year …..

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At 7 months old Zhixiong maintained his run at the 90th percentile for height and weight. So basically he was already wearing clothing meant for 1yo but because of his even stature, you wouldn’t know. But we always felt his weight when in the malls…..

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And since we were still avoiding old haunts we found new ones Smile

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So you see our life pretty much centred around Baby ZhiXiong as it should be. We wouldn’t want it any other way.

All photos in this post were taken using my iPhone. Hence you are still missing some pretty important events that were on our main camera.

Just relax and allow me to reminisce. The stories will come.. They may be a bit disjointed but like some Japanese movies, you just have to piece them together

Too Deep? Happy Weekend Everybody! Feels good to be back. 

Saturday, November 19, 2011

We Miss Our Sunshine

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It has been a long time that this blog is updated. It is difficult to sit down to type out the feelings that I feel; and without writing about it, it is difficult for me to continue to document our Journey. At the same time, I also want to be fair to Huirou that she gets a fair share of memories in this period of time.

I think it is just easiest to not care about format grammar and presentation…and just tell the story and my feelings at this moment.

On April 29th, 2011, Zhixin passed away. He was not severely sick and did not have an accident. In our hearts we hope that he has gone to the Land of Amitabha, and that when we meet the real him, we would start to understand what happened. Right now, I like to think that God needed his light to guide another soul.

I will always remember him as a strong boy for as soon as he learns to walk he will not fall even on my freshly mopped floors.

I will always remember him as a compassionate soul for he will comfort us if we are sad or angry. One of his first words is “ 么 “ for why or maybe what’s wrong. 

I will always remember him as a smart toddler for who knew a not-yet-2 year can wear shoes, even getting left and right correctly.

I will always remember him as a super extremely easy child to care for. For the first 2 months of his life he basically slept 22 hours a day and nursed like a champ. He seldom cries and is very sensitive to our emotions. Meaning that when we are tired he is also quiet and when we want to play, he is always up for a game of rough and tumble.

I will always remember him as a friendly lovable attention magnet for I have never seen a baby attract as much attention as him. Strangers offer to hold him all the time. At our regular mixed rice stall, we get extra rice and a special rate if he is there. RM8 to feed a family 4 is the common rate with Zhixin, otherwise it is RM10 or RM11 for the same dishes and less rice. We always get extra cookies at Black Canyon- whether we ordered drinks or not. Have you had somebody gave you a Mcdonald’s Sundae out of the blue? We have. We’ve had the same baby sitter for all our children and we can tell that more attention is showered upon him. Aunty is all praises for him and when he was sick, hunt for all possible ways to cure him. Her sons hold him as soon as they get home from work and her daughters keeps his photos in their handphones!

His favourite person must be Huirou, for you can always see that he is happiest when he sees her. When they are playing, if he falls he will ask for Huirou by calling for his “Che che” first. He likes to follow along what she is doing; and we often arrange them at one on each end of a small table to do colouring. Huirou, blessed her heart is his biggest guardian, strongest ally and best of friends. I can always count on her to guard him and to see that he does not get into trouble when I am busy. She will run to me if he is about to break some house rules and when I run to see, Zhixin will be grinning ear to ear, knowing that he is well- protected.

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But alas, although we were vigilante days and nights, something must have happened that night. Sometimes, things happen even when you have done everything right.

Thursday, May 26, 2011

Rides at the Mall 2

When both of them gets to ride at the same time. It’s double the fun. Beware the scream fest starting at 0:16.

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Zhixin babbling about the other “Rude Drivers”.

This is how Zhixin drives. Watch what happen when a pretty lady passed by.

and then some more. He’s not even paying attention to the driving anymore. Lucky not real car!

Tuesday, May 24, 2011

Kung-Fu Figurine

Next several post will be a phone/video dump of some sorts. Forgive the resolution, ok?

Huirou and Zhixin playing with a figurine

How simple life is for small children. Little things may trigger laughter beyond our comprehension, making us laugh along too.