Dear Dad, I want to sleep.

Well that wasn’t exactly what Aidan said to me, but this evening, like any other evenings, we first started to give him his 7pm bath. After which, Yann will give him a baby massage before feeding him dinner, aka the-B-juice. After that, I’ll take over and hold and pet him to sleep.

Tonight it was slightly different. He cried when I held him up. He cried when I swaddled him and held him up. He cried when I held him up and pet him, while swaying side to side. He cried when I try to give him his pacifier while holding him up.

I put him back down on the bed just to adjust his swaddle. He stopped crying. I picked him up and he started bawling again. I took him to his cot, and gently put him down, still with his eyes wide opened. He stopped crying.

He looked around, adjusted himself, and slowly look at me while I pat his tummy. Then he fell asleep.

Let’s see if it happens again tomorrow.

Happy Mother’s Day

I think my son has the best Mom in the world.

Hello, Aidan

Hello Aidan

World, meet Aidan.

Aidan couldn’t wait to exit Mommy’s womb and popped out to say hello on Monday, March 5, at 4am.

He’s a teeny tiny 2.5kg at 37 weeks + 3 days, and we are thrilled that he is here with us, safe and sound. Both mama and baby are fine.

There will be more stories, and photos but in the meantime, we are basking in the sweetness of our baby and trying to stay awake.

Happy birthday, Love.

Remember the question you asked me a few days back?
I am happier ever since I know you.

Son.

Dear Son,

I can’t call you by your name yet as, well, Mommy decided that she will has the naming-rights to you and for the peace of my mind, I will let her decide.

So yes, you are my son. (Saying this now so you won’t have to go through this)

According to the scans that your Mommy is going through, you are about 16 weeks old. Yep, just 16. So don’t be too eager to come out and show yourself.

You have another 20 or so weeks in the most comfortable place called Hotel Mummy where you will be well fed, well covered and well protected.

We will spend that next 20 weeks to make sure when you are ready to see the world, it will be the most beautiful place you will live and grow up.

We will be ready for you.

Yours,
Dad.
8 Oct 2011.

PS: According to the doctor, X marked the spot…of your weenis.

Thank you and good bye, Steve

No one wants to die. Even people who want to go to heaven don’t want to die to get there. And yet death is the destination we all share. No one has ever escaped it. And that is as it should be, because Death is very likely the single best invention of Life. It is Life’s change agent. It clears out the old to make way for the new. Right now the new is you, but someday not too long from now, you will gradually become the old and be cleared away. Sorry to be so dramatic, but it is quite true.

I have stared at this screen for hours and couldn’t really find the words to describe the emotions when I learnt about his passing.

And I realised that it wouldn’t be what he want us to feel.

The best way to pay tribute to the life and work of Steve Jobs, is that if you own a Mac, or an iPhone or iPad, make full use of it. We don’t need to create something that will change the world like he did, but do something.

Type your next masterpiece, or simply clear up that long awaited To-Do list. Call up a friend or email a photo to your family.

He had spent his life creating tools for us to improve our lives. Make full use of them.

Thank you and good bye, Steve.