Eggy Noona

(Noona means older sister in Korean, specifically what a boy calls his older sister.  And girls call their older sister unni.)
So far, Eggy really loves her new baby brother.  She's always giving him kisses on the forehead.  She doesn't even like to give us random kisses.  In the beginning, she'd get really upset whenever he cried.  I wasn't sure if it was because she didn't like the loud noise or because she was worried about him.  She'd cover her ears and yell, "Why is he crying?!?  HE'S TOO LOUD FOR ME!!"  Um, stop yelling then.  You're too loud for me.  Now, she tells me to go get him when he starts to cry.  Sometimes, she even suggests reasons why Bacon might be crying.  The other day we were driving in the car and Bacon started to cry and she told us to turn the static on the radio.  What do you know?  It worked!  And she always wants to "help" with diaper changes, baths, feedings, etc.  It would be so much faster and easier if I just did it by myself but I don't want her to feel left out.  And sometimes she does actually help.  Plus she won't always feel this way towards her brother so I should appreciate it while it lasts.

 

If there has been any jealousy, it's been over Bacon's "new" toys (Eggy's old baby toys).

And once in a while, she likes to pretend that she's the baby and have us pretend feed her and change her.  But most of the time, she's happy being the big girl.  

I'd say the only problem she's given us is that she's been a little more defiant lately.  Nothing horrible but I think she's testing us.  I'll tell her that she can't do something and she'll ask again repeatedly or make comments about how much she loooves it and wants it or whatever.  Or she'll ignore me and just do it anyway.  It frustrates me because I know she totally understands that I told her no and she's smart enough to know.  It probably doesn't help that I just don't have as much patience or energy as I did pre-Bacon.  Maybe she's just acting her age but I guess I just expect a lot from her.  I have to remind myself that she's only three.  The pitfalls of being the firstborn.  

Hope all you moms had a wonderful Mother's Day.  Eggy appah was so nice and let me sleep in the whole weekend.  And Bacon gave me a belated gift today:  a huge smile!  He's been smiling in his sleep for a few weeks now but this was the first time he smiled looking right at me.  Maybe it was a fluke but I still loved it.  

Happy 1 Month!

I feel like April was such a long month but at the same time I can't believe it's May already.
There have been a few issues that we've had to deal with that made things a little stressful, especially since it's new to us because Eggy never had these problems.  Poor Bacon has probably been to the doctor/hospital almost once a week.  The biggest thing has been his reflux.  The pediatrician put him on Zantac first, now Prilosec.  It doesn't really seem to be helping because he still spits up all the time, even if we're holding him upright or if it's been an hour after he ate.  Luckily, he's gaining weight and eating well.  His newborn clothes are pretty snug on him and he's in size 1 diapers now too.  At his last well baby visit last Thursday, he weighed 8 pounds, 9 ounces and he was about 20 3/4 inches long.  At that visit, the pediatrician also told me that Bacon's got torticollis where his head tilts to the right so now he has to go see an occupational therapist.  Sigh.  He's got such a nice round head too (yay for the c-section).  And Bacon has had to have his heel pricked numerous times because he still looks jaundiced but that seems to be okay.  And his baby acne totally flared up last week and hasn't gone away yet.  He's also got cradle cap.  So I feel really bad for him but I also feel fortunate because they're pretty minor issues.

I want to write a separate post about Eggy's feelings about Bacon but I just haven't had time.  (There's never enough time!)  But I will say that she does love him and has shown very little jealousy.  One morning, Eggy came out of her room and asked where Bacon was (he was sleeping in his crib in his room).  I told her that I took him back to the hospital.  And she was like, "No, but he's going to miss me." And she ran into his room to check.  I told her that we should take him back to the hospital because he cries so much.  And she started crying, saying "I don't want you to take him back.  I miss him!  I love him!"  Awwww!

Update: 2 Weeks, 2 Days

The first couple weeks we stayed at my parents' house.  It was such a big help.  And I think it was good for Eggy to have extra people around to give her more attention.  But now we're back home and Eggy appah went back to work this week so it's just been me home alone with the two kiddos.
At the risk of jinxing things, life with two kids has been... manageable.  Maybe because I thought it would be a lot harder?  But a lot of it probably has to do with the fact that Bacon really doesn't require much right now.  He just needs me for feedings and diaper changes and the occasional fussiness.  He sleeps most of the time.  It's actually Eggy who demands most of my time and attention.
I really missed her those first two weeks.  I mean, it's good that she wasn't super clingy to me.  Actually, she just wanted to hang out with her dad all the time.  But I still felt guilty for not being able to hang out with Eggy as much as I'd like.   At first, I just physically couldn't do much with her because I was still recovering from the surgery.  The first time I picked her up again it felt like she had gained ten extra pounds.

When did she get so big?

So it's only my second day alone with the kids but it's not too bad.  We'll see how things change once Bacon becomes more alert and needs more attention.  Fingers crossed.

Eggy meets Bacon

The first thing she said when she came into the hospital room and saw him?  

"Hi, Baby Bacon!"  

Giving little brother a kiss

Our family of four

More to come.  It's hard to find the time to blog, especially since we're back home and Eggy appah is back to work.  And it's either blog or take a nap.  I choose sleep.

Introducing Bacon!

April 8, 2012

@ 9:36 am

7 lbs, 2 oz

18 3/4 inches

Tired but happy.  Well, as happy as you can be when your newborn only sleeps in 15 minute increments his first night.  Let's hope we have a better second night. 

Before

Nice to meet you!

After

If all is still well, we get to go home tomorrow.  

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So... can you tell what Eggy's been digging these days?

My sister got her the rolling suitcase and the outfit from head to toe is from her GooGoo.  She loves it so much that she didn't even want to take it off for her nap.  I think she looks so cute.  But the pink glitter from the dress that she leaves all over the house?  Not so cute.  

So yeah, her favorite show right now is Mickey Mouse Clubhouse on Disney Junior.  She makes us reenact scenes all the time with her.  And she's always singing random songs from the show.  

What the real song is supposed to be but I just don't have the heart to correct her.  Or tell her that it's Daisy, not Minnie, who's singing the the song.  

THREE!!!

It's been a long long day.  Actually, I think we celebrated Eggy's birthday the whole weekend.  So spoiled.  But I wanted to make sure she had a nice birthday since it'll be her last one as an only child.  Starting next year, she's pretty much going to have to share her birthdays with Bacon since they'll only be a week apart.  

Anyway, Eggy woke up this morning to a little surprise from umma and appah.  The girl loves her some balloons.  

A breakfast of cinnamon rolls

Spent the morning at the Aquarium of the Pacific (where she had her first birthday!) with a few of her buddies

After the aquarium and lunch, the hubs and I were exhausted.  And since Eggy didn't fall asleep in the car, I made us all take a nap together even though it was already past 3:30.  I don't think Eggy fell asleep until after 4:30 though because she kept wanting to play with the balloons.  After her nap, Eggy appah wanted to do a little photoshoot with all the balloons.  

And because I am lazy and it was getting late, we went to Wood Ranch BBQ for dinner where Eggy got yet another birthday dessert.  

I am in disbelief that my baby is three years old.  How is this possible?  But at the same time, there have been moments over the past few months where I've noticed how much Eggy is NOT a baby.  Not just because she tells us all the time: "I'm not a baby.  I'm a big girl."  Sigh.  And this fall, she's going to be starting preschool.  Preschool, people!!  If I didn't already have a second baby on the way, I'd totally have baby fever right now. 

Thank you Eggy for being the little amazing person that you are.  How we got so lucky I'll never know.  And even when you're being all dramatic and having diva attitude (you're three, not thirteen!), I still think you're pretty awesome.  I could not have asked for a better baby kid.  Just don't grow up too fast, okay?  I don't think your dad will be able to handle it.  We love you muchos!