February 2012

Things have started to calm down, and I think we are getting used to being a family of 4.  Here’s a shot of our big baby girl:

And what’s up with her:

  • Smiles!  Finally!  What that open mouthed grin does to the face.  I love it.  Hazel doled out a few smiles very sparingly for a few weeks before going at it full time right at 8 weeks.  She really focuses on our faces now, and will follow us around with her wide open eyes.  Social Interaction at it’s very first.  It’s great. (Most often we get the worried look from the above picture, no smiles caught yet on camera!)
  • Big girl.  Hazel has gone the way of her big brother and is a rotund little thing.  Still waiting on a doctor visit to confirm weight, but I have done so at the scale in the gym and I think she is weighing in around 12+ lbs!  She looks a lot bigger than 2 months, and is wearing 3-6 month sizes.
  • No colic.  No extreme evening fussiness.  She even doesn’t hate being awake any more and can spend an hour or so looking around, smiling, hanging out on her back or tummy and “playing” with her brother (that means he manipulates her hands/feet to clap or hold toys, oh well).  So, so glad for this lack of crying!  She only really cries when she is very tired or very hungry, a different kind of cry that I can distinguish.
  • Except for in the car… She still cries in the car.  Although I should say its less of a “cry” and more of a complete panic.  Trying things to fix this, but I think we’ll just have to work through it.  Not easy.  I am 10000x grateful for the bus that delivers Miles to and from kindy, I have been limiting outings with Hazel because the car thing is too hard to deal with.
  • Sleep.  Maybe due to the lack of colic, maybe due to us being 2nd time parents, but I think we got a handle on the sleep much faster this time.  Not that I am claiming to have it totally under control yet.  She is at a point where she goes to bed between 7-8pm and does a 5-6 hour stretch.  After that, it’s pretty much every 2-3 hours until 7-8am.  Naps remain inconsistent.  For weeks (7 to be exact) I had them sleeping nice long stretches in the afternoon-at the same time.  That has gone by the wayside, but I appreciate alone time with each kid when I can get it.
  • Tropical Baby. I realized Hazel has only worn hats as sun protection, never for warmth…she’s never once worn socks, and long sleeves only in the airplane…she has rashes in all her folds (see fat baby comment above, there are lots of folds) so gets a coconut oil dip once a day (which is liquid at “room” temperature here)…It’s all about the clip on fan, and the ring sling…And she’ll be swimming just as soon as she’s ready, pool debut next month?

Maybe some of you caught the latest NYT 36-hours edition…about Penang!  Well, last weekend we did one of the must-do items, and made a trip to Monkey beach.  It was a great day.  We went with Grandma Linda & Grandpa Wally who were visiting and another family in Penang who have a 2 yr old and a 4 month old.  We took a boat over to the beach, spent a few hours on the sand, had a delicious barbeque lunch, and all the babies fell asleep on the boat ride home.

The boat ride over:

Tim playing Tarzan, Hazel with Grandpa Wally, boats & airplanes:

Taking Miles for a swim:

Hazel & Theo nap in the sun tent while we’re having lunch.

Hazel hollering, it’s what she does best:

Asleep standing up on the boat ride home (I LOVE photos of my children asleep, it reminds me of happy times ;-))

My Dear Hazel,

There will come a day (when you are about 6) when you will want to look just like your momma.

Then there will come a day (when you are about 14) when you will deny any genetic link to me.

And then there will be a time (when you are about 21 and need professional clothes) you will curse your abnormally long torso and arms that won’t fit dresses or jackets and thin feet that aren’t quite narrow and limit your shoe selection, and know it will all come from me.

And then, hopefully, there will be a day (when you are 28 and recovering from the birth of your first baby) that you will be proud of your good-looking 58-year-old momma and proud you passed on my genes.  Even the double-shot deep belly button.


Momma with the belly button abyss.  You have it too!

P.S. I read an article online about how we should be proud of our postpartum bodies.  So, here I go posting mine online, stretch marks and all, belly to belly with my baby girl.

Thought this made an interesting compare (bathtime at 6 weeks):

Somehow, miraculously, most days I get both Miles and Hazel to coordinate at least an hour of sleep time.  This time is golden for a sleep deprived momma.  It helps that right now Hazel can’t stay awake for more than an hour and spends about 16 hours a day in slumber.  Miles is still dozing for 2-3 hours most afternoons (the off times he doesn’t nap I supplement with youtube).  Miles really wishes they could share a bed.  Here’s a shot after naptime one day, when Miles invited her in.

This is our fifth superbowl overseas, our 5th time watching the game in the wee morning hours.  Although we don’t get to see the good commercials (this year advertised the same all-celebrity billiards tournament over and over), it’s always a good time to bond with other Americans and try to explain the American obsession to people of other cultures.  We’ve had a different experience each year, from a full on pork-fest breakfast buffet with free flow beer at a bar in Shanghai to a New Zealanders-hosted party last year where we were the only Americans in attendance and everyone swore to keep the game outcome a surprise until the evening hour of the party.  This year we had a quiet morning at home, ate cinnamon roll french toast as our sin-food equivalent of queso and guacamole, and hit the pool at halftime.  Hazel’s first superbowl was spent swinging away to the din or sports casters.