So This Is What It's Like...

... to be a mother.

From waking up every 3 hours just to express breast milk and/or feed DD, to waking up every few minutes just to check on DD, making sure that she is breathing. Ya, no kidding. SIDS or Sudden Infant Death Syndrome or cot death is freaking me out. And DD was down with flu and cough last week till now, which is really taxing on everybody. I ended up having a flu myself. I dare not pop paracetamol for fear that it might affect DD. If it was the old me, I would have taken MC straight away. But hey, I'm a mother and mothers do not have medical leave!

Everything starts to revolve around DD inevitably. Everything is DD, DD, DD. But of course, she is my precious. Our precious.

On a good day when DD is sound asleep, I can look at her cute chubby face forever; she makes a lot of faces even when asleep. I would take photos of her, and sometimes even videos. I am tired but I could not lay myself to sleep without knowing that someone else would be taking care of her. It's just not safe. You never know when she is going to wake.

Ironically, more than 5 years of graveyard shift did not yield a single dark eye ring on me. Yet, just two months of looking after DD... All I can say is that there are more years to come. But I know it's going to be worth all these.

"You may not believe this but every breath, every sound, even every fart she makes is enough to draw my attention. Mothers are that sensitive."