Just like that, our baby is now a year old. It still feels a little weird when people ask me how old he is, and instead of giving them his age in months, I can now say, “He’s one year old.” The random strangers who ask me this, are usually rather surprised, because he looks so tiny still for his age. One lady even asked me if he was three months old. Sigh.
We had a small party the weekend before, and visited the SEA Aquarium at RWS on his actual birthday. (More on that in a later post.) We also brought Noah to surprise my mum with a small flower arrangement, because it was her birthday too, and I think that made her very happy. Yes, I know Noah’s holding a car key in his hand, but that was the only way to get him to stay still enough for a photo.
Noah with my mum on their birthday
In the days building up to his birthday, C and I often reminisced about “this time last year”, and talked about how scared we were, because we didn’t know what to expect. Noah hadn’t gained weight since the 36th week, and even lost weight at the 38th week, so Dr Loh said it was safer for him to be delivered, as he couldn’t figure out why Noah wasn’t growing well. C and I also marveled at how much that little baby has grown since that day, and said a little prayer together, thanking God for giving us this precious child.
At Noah’s most recent visit to the PD, we were horrified to learn that his head circumference had actually shrunk 1 cm, making it closer to the 3rd percentile than the 10th. Dr Tay tried to make it sound less scary, by telling us that he never had a big head anyway, nor for that matter, been very heavy. She suggested that we try to fatten him up by feeding him a bit of avocado as his afternoon snack, because his weight is in the 10th percentile, while his height is in the 25th. Dr Tay also tested his fine motor skills, by getting him to pick up some small cubes, which he managed to do. He does seem to favour his left hand, although he is still generally ambidextrous, like babies his age are. Dr Tay told us that the only ‘problem’ we would have with him being left-handed, is that his Chinese handwriting will not be very pretty. Any left-handers with advice for us on this? I’m right-handed, and even though C is naturally left-handed, he was forced as a child to use his right hand to write. In fact, my MIL even tried to make Noah pick things up with his right hand instead of his left, until we stopped her. I still don’t know why the older generation believes that being left-handed is a bad thing.
Food-wise, it is still quite a challenge getting him to eat. He now has six teeth, but doesn’t seem the least bit interested in using them to eat. The only way to shove food into his mouth is to distract him, and because we don’t want him to develop bad habits, we don’t let him crawl around during meal-times, nor does he get to watch any television programmes or videos at the moment. It’s a lot more difficult for us, as we have to sing, read, and play with him, just to get him to open his golden mouth for half a spoonful of porridge. He loves eating Cheerios at the moment, so I often bribe him with them. I leave a Cheerio on his tray, and while he’s focused on trying to pick it up, I feed him some porridge. He’s wised up to my trick already though, and has mastered the art of avoiding the spoon while shoving the Cheerio quickly into his mouth.
I mentioned last month that we’ve been having trouble getting him to sleep in his own cot, and things have gotten worse since then. I can’t even put him in his own cot at night anymore. It’s like his cot radar has become so sensitive that when he even comes close to the cot mattress, he arches his back, kicks wildly, and starts crying. The little prince now gets to sleep in between us on our bed, and kicks us through the night. Thank goodness we have a king-sized bed. I really want to sleep train him while C is overseas on his business trips, but my MIL is still staying with us, and she can’t handle the crying. Noah still wakes up at least twice each night for milk, and because he’s so small-sized, I will nurse him. I don’t know if he’s actually hungry, because he does empty my boob during those feeds, but he does seem to love being nursed a lot. He still asks for milk after each meal, regardless of how much porridge he eats, and will cry until I nurse him. I do love being able to breastfeed him, and will try to continue to do so for a while more.
Noah is a lot more fun to interact with these days, and has learnt to mimic us when we smack our lips. He can also nod, as well as sign ‘please’ and ‘thank you’. We don’t use the standard Baby Sign Language, as Noah modified the signs to suit himself, but hey, whatever works, right? I love that he now signs both ‘please’ and ‘thank you’ whenever he wants something, and nods happily when we figure out what exactly he wants. He can’t point yet, but he will look at his desired object pointedly by craning his neck in that direction, then look at us, and say, ‘UH.’ Sometimes, I pretend to misunderstand him, and offer him something else instead, just to see how he will react. Terrible, I know, but my baby is my main source of entertainment now that I’m a SAHM. Noah will swipe the wrong item away, stretch out his arm in the direction of what he wants, before signing ‘please’ again. If I still don’t give him the right thing, the ‘please’ and ‘thank you’ become more frantic, and he would start bouncing up and down while nodding his head. Heh. Is it bad that I find this behaviour very cute? I love his response too, when we ask if he wants milk. He smiles shyly, then nods enthusiastically, bobbing his body up and down at the same time, then signs ‘please’ and ‘thank you’. C and I always laugh at him when he does that, and the grin on Noah’s face when we laugh at him just makes me melt.
Signing ‘thank you’
Noah’s been trying to stand without support a little, but this usually happens when he’s on our bed, and can plop safely back onto the mattress after a few seconds. I still haven’t managed to get a photo of him doing that, because it happens so quickly, and I have to cheer him on when he’s trying to stand too. He can now clap his hands properly, and claps whenever he thinks he has done something impressive, and we have to clap for him too. This boy loves attention, I tell you. I think he’s behind schedule in terms of achieving his milestones, but considering how late he started crawling, I guess everything else will be delayed too.
The first time he clapped on his own without any prompting
I’m looking forward to him learning to walk and talk, although he doesn’t seem in any hurry to do either. He will be starting in the Crucero class at Gymnademics soon, so hopefully, the activities done there will help him along. 🙂
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