I jump off the train, pounce ahead of the pack and hop on the down escalator before the bottleneck builds up. I clamber down the moving steps, touch my Pasmo card to the ticket gate sensor and exit the station. As the cold air hits me I accelerate to a brisk gait and can feel the energy in my heels and ankles propelling me forward. From where this energy came at the end of a draining day I’m not entirely sure, but I certainly know the reason for its appearance. Something to do with the fact that the last time I saw my daughter she was in a state of distress. Continue reading
The greatest revolution in our generation is the discovery that human beings, by changing the inner attitudes of their minds, can change the outer aspects of their lives (William James)
You know those random memories that are not particularly noteworthy, but for some reason remain etched in your brain? Well, here is one of mine. Continue reading
Recently I’ve been asking my Mum friends about what they do for date nights, and how they go about fitting it into their schedules. The response I keep getting over and over is “yea, we keep saying we need to do that [incorporate a regular date night into their schedules]”.
One difficulty, of course, is arranging babysitters. Continue reading
Last week LA’s month-long sniffles turned into a terrible, hacking smoker’s cough. Now, I’m fairly certain that she hasn’t taken up a nasty smoking habit so instead of reprimanding her I finally decided to excuse ourselves from the day’s activities and took her to the Doctor after which we spent the day at home. That was on Thursday. Today is Tuesday, and we haven’t left the house since. Continue reading
Breastfeeding on demand, baby-wearing, home-birth, co-sleeping (depending on your culture—in Japan this has always been the norm), no-cry sleep training method, baby-led yoga classes (ok I just made that one up), baby-led weaning (BLW). These are some of the many quasi-buzz words that enter our vocabulary in this era of modern parenting. Continue reading
Like most new expecting mothers, I imagine, I had pretty romantic hopes for a charmed existence as a stay-at-home-mum.
Partly due to the oftentimes opinionated and judgy parenting articles I gorged myself on during pregnancy, I had a long list of expectations for myself. If you knew me and my overly-developed competitive nature, you probably wouldn’t be surprised. Continue reading
So…I’ve been a little MIA on the blog this week for several reasons. One is that LA has been sick so we are a bit more sleep deprived than usual and she has been a little more needy during the day. It’s so sad seeing her coughing and sweating and with runny nose gunk all over her face :(. I’m still claiming new mum status and my right to overreact to her every sniffle and cough…waaah poor girl. But, the little champion is still smiling so she’ll be ‘right!
Anyway, just wanted to share my first article as a contributor to SavvyTokyo! Please check it out Continue reading
When LA was 2 weeks old, she would regularly sleep 6 hours straight overnight. By the time she was 2 months, she was sleeping 12-13 hours overnight. Wow, that wasn’t so bad, I thought – she’s sleep trained already! Woop, woop! I was advised by several mum friends to keep the number of hours of sleep I was getting to myself, or else expect to illicit some less than favourable emotions from sleep-deprived new mamas around me.
Cue 4 month sleep regression. Continue reading
I guess most kids are familiar with the admonishment “it’s not a toy” after having fun toysonifying (new word!) an object that is meant for more serious matters. I’m sure I was.
I was smiling just now about my husband using that expression on me. Except that the object about which his faux admonishment was directed was not an object, but our baby. “She’s not a toy” he said as he watched me use her purely for my own entertainment, somewhat hypocritically with a smile on his face. Continue reading
Becoming responsible for another human being can feel a little surreal. In fact, I sometimes still feel like the little kid sitting at the adults table at the big family Christmas party. I feel so mature beyond my years and chuffed to be here, but also a little bit like an imposter…and then I realize, oh wait, I am one of them old responsible people now! How on earth did that happen?
Anyway, one huge area for which we are responsible is providing physical sustenance for our babies. For the first 6 months of LA’s life, it was easy. We were blessed with problem-free breastfeeding from the get-go, so very little thought was involved in providing for her nutritional needs. Outings also required hardly any preparation: we just grabbed some nappies and wet wipes and out the door we went! Continue reading