Three weeks on.

Thanks to all our dear friends for the gifts and well-wishes! Hard to believe that in a week's time, our second bundle of joy will turn a full month old.

This mommy is feeling well-rested and rejuvenated, having been pampered in the last three weeks with post-natal massage, jamu wrap and yummy confinement food.

Same can't sadly be said for baby G. Even after a 3-day stay in KK's Nursery Ward 71 for intensive photo-therapy, and three weeks back at home on breastmilk supplemented with formula and a daily dose of morning sun, little G is still jaundiced. =(

Tomorrow will be his nth visit to the polyclinic to test for his serum bilirubin level. Poor little thing will get his heel pricked for the nth time to draw the blood out for the test, though our little trooper has not even winced each time.

Meantime, the brothers have been bonding a little bit. Gor gor D has shown some regression, throwing some baby-ish tantrums and such, but so far so good.

Here's a shot of the brothers bonding - well actually more like D looking amused while "di di" has his diapers changed:



A sleepy G after a feed taken just this afternoon with my Samsung Jet phone:

And then there were four.

From this:

To this:


It's been almost two weeks since baby GS Koh arrived, just three days after the Daddy made a surprise early flight back from Melbourne. As I'm posting this (much much belated!) blog entry I can't help but feel so very grateful to God, our friends and family.

So many prayers answered. A true testimony to how being specific in our prayer can be a powerful thing.

Answered Prayer #1: The timing of G's arrival couldn't have been better - have been praying hard that the husband will be back in time for the delivery, and indeed he was! In fact, E was so enthusiastic about documenting the delivery process for his medical school's PBL next year that he even asked me to smile as he whipped out his camera oblivious to the fact that I was lying on the delivery bed in the throes of a contraction!

Answered Prayer #2: In order to qualify for paid maternity leave, I had needed to be in active service for 90 days. Baby G arrived on Day 91.

Answered Prayer #3: We had prayed against the water bag rupturing, as it meant that I would have had to induce the labour with oxytoxin. I wanted to go through the stages of labour naturally, and know what contractions felt like. At 5am on 30 August, that's exactly what happened. By the time we got to the delivery ward at 7am, they came on fast and furious at 2-3 minutes apart, lasting each time for about a minute. Thankfully, I was only 3-4cm dilated.

Which means there was time for - you guessed it - epidural. "Yes, please, give me the epidural NOW NOW NOW!"

Answered Prayer #4: Having gone through a painful healing process from episiotomy three years ago, I told Dr Y that I was prepared to risk a tear this time round. Indeed, while there were a couple of minor tears, the healing has been much less uncomfortable.

Answered Prayer #5: The support for Dylan - friends would know that I've spent months worrying about how D will cope with the intrusion of a little one. Though living with the grandparents have eased the transition, the addition of our helper, Ed. has been a godsend. Little D calls her "Tita Rina" (mispronoucing her name, unfortunately but she doesn't seem to mind), and altogether they've been great at keeping him occupied and out of my hair when I need to tend to little one.

In fact, little D's been a pretty good gor gor all things considered. =)



So, what do you think? Do the brothers look alike?

D at 3 weeks old:


G at 1 week old: