Baby Asher, you have turned 6 months old. You are so active and attention demanding at times...and that's when sometimes i miss the quieter you...when you just looked into my eyes...as i danced and sang to you.
i rem the inital jaundice days when i was worried sick and how much i tried to sun you as often as possible so has to bring the jaundice level down and avoid having to send you back for phototherapy...
i rem the times when there were some blood stains in your poo and i was also worried sick...
i rem the few nights when you were a terror, a torture...no matter how much coaxing i did just doesnt seem to cool you off...and just couldnt get me back into bed through the night...
i rem the times you slept in my laps as i sat cross-legged and blogged...
i rem the first time i tried to bathe you and realised it wasn't that tough afterall...and i rem you were less beefy back then, unlike now... :P
Your first smile, first babble, first everything, i want to remember. But there's really only so much memories in the brain can store. They start to become vague as much i do not wish so.
Sometimes i really wonder...why do time flies sOooO fast? its really important to treasure every moment now and today, becos' very very soon, they become a thing of the past.
Someone asked when I will stop this blog...I said until you are able to take over from me, and its your choice whether to continue the blog or not.
its weird, its addictive. mummy used to think that writing a blog is a waste of time and just ain't interesting. But eversince i started blogging for you baby asher, it has changed my mind totally. and really i hope i am able to continue the blog for you till the day you can take over...your own blog right from birth, your own life story.
The first time Asher was given his teething biscuit...
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