Monday, 22 June 2015

Ye at 2 mths

Finally, 2 mths full grown baby Ye.
She needs to drink Milk, which is something she needs to be coaxed into.
But, once she agrees to drink, the rhythm is smooth and there is no spilling.
A premature baby is blossom ing into a beautiful, calm, curious, unafraid baby.
She listens well, one word from me, she obeys and do as I request.
She know how to play with her nose and mouth.
Likes to be held and kissed.
Extremely, sensitive to touch and falls asleep once I hold her.
She melts easily and so easy to love.
Her ears are so interesting,  they seem to spread out, like both her parents.
She is submissive, calm, jumper, ..
Like Daddy, she is elegant and beautiful.
Thank you for being here in my life.
Giving me hope and bringing delight and joy.
I love you, Ye.

Friday, 15 May 2015

Hey Mummy

Look! I hear birds, the grass is soft and the sky is cleared.
The air fresh.
So, our evening walk with mum.
With expectators watching by,
they jumped and as if a burst of joy had filled the dullness of a long day.
Making sure I was near by, they watched with anticipation at the cheering and encouraging crowd.

Calm and at ease

Not at all, ME?
Since when?
No way, am .....But, babies taught me that it is possible.
Just like newborns, they can be all over the place, hard to comprehend.
But, the moment they are in my arms, they quieten down immediately.
They seem to respond to my body heat, my emotions, my touch.
Or the moment they hear my voice, they know it is me and they know to look into the camera, to still stay.
They are easily restless and easily soothed.
But, nothing calms them as quickly as they rest on my body.
A hug means more than a word of assurance.
A hand held takes the little ones into another world of wonder and contentment.
The trust established forged for 2 have began a journey.

Gazing

Edges, sidewalks, holes, tunnels, corners,
These are their cosy spaces.
Curious yet afraid?
Happy yet worried?
Feeling loved yet wonder?

Basic Trust

We learn basic trust through getting and receiving as newborns.
Every intention, a thought turned into words uttered, actions carried out have their impact throughout the life cycle.
We have no words, no way to express ourselves except getting attention from crying, throwing tantrums, making sounds with ceaseless movements that cause irritations.
However, if this physical needs for survival are not met, we learn about mistrust.
If physically, we are not provided for, emotionally and mentally,....we would fall and have less stable foundations in life.
When we are not connected inside, we can get lost and confused and dont know where to look for answers later.
So, as all living things, we need to learn basic trust, how to trust, how to be vulnerable to receive and trust we are getting the best.

Awesomeness

I am so honoured to have these tiny, delicate newborns on my lap and having permission to touch those small hands and legs.
I know what gentleness is.
Suddenly, I am transformed into someone whom I normally arent.
I become aware of what makes them tick and would tickle them on their tummies.
They would be calm and be open to my tickles.
They more comfortable they are with me, the more relaxed they become. Turning them over on their tummies have become 2nd nature. Sometimes, they would close their eyes and fall asleep while playing.
They have become so soft, flexible and curious.
Looking forward to our time together.

Contentment

As with a touch of warmth for newborns and receiving back the magic of being in a blissful state of healthy emotional well-being.
They are so resilent, who have survived from being born prematurely.
Now, they are seeking from their caregiver the nourishment of emotional bonding.
Which is basic in any form of life.
Yet, I am intrigued with their strong ties for connection through touch, through wasting time, staying close by, food and my voice.
They seem to be strengthened by all our activies.
Most of all, I have been blessed tremendouly by all these pure sheer bonding too.
I am relieved from the tension just coming home to these newborns.
Everyday, I look forward to looking at them, how they are, .....just like waiting eagerly for my favourite mails.
They change in size, colour, mood all the time.
Like a Chameleon!

Wednesday, 13 May 2015

Looking at them

Loving, obedient,  not yet ready to explore too far beyond fences.
Close to mummy's side and seeing and feeling what she likes.What she dislikes about being mum.
They are keen to venture yet needing to keep returning back to sit with mummy.
To them safety means everything to babies.
Mummy's tone, Mummy's expressions 

all ticker babies, they know they are all important and special to mummy.

They know they are cared for and want to get the attention while they are around mummy.
Popping their heads, restless walking around or making sounds.

Wanting something again, said mummy.


When they are assured, they return to their nest where they all cling to one another.


They are now exploring eating vegetables, especially the soft textured leaves.
Juicy and tender are their tummies when they are more rounded nowadays.


I can start to let them start chewing on soft hay.
They are no longer as fragile as they were before.
I usually check the size of their tummies by feeling them to decide whether they are fed for the night.
Happy to have more goat's milk before going to bed.

I have now gotten hold of the rhythm that is needed to feed newborns.
Their tummies so small, can only take in not more 10 seconds of milk each time.
Needing to be patient with them, they usually need more than one feeding within that feeding time.
So, I go about checking whether whose tummy is not yet rounded with milk and food.

They are learning to survive now on other things beside milk.
Which I think is growth.
They have all made progress and are on another stage.

Tuesday, 5 May 2015

Mother Bel

After feeding her kits for the past 6 weeks, she is all exhausted.
Not too eagar to feed her kits with her milk.
Unless, it is feeding time, she would not let sticky kits suck any.
Unlike dogs, the mama does not like her kits have any clinging or body contact once the feeding is done.
She will not pick the kits up even if they fall over from their nest.
They are allowed to roam around once they are ready to explore.
The kits usually will not be able to walk on their fours. Their muscles at day 15 are still not ready.
They still have to be fed as they are not able to eat on their own.
Like any mammals, the youngs of the rabbit love to be cuddled and tugged into bed.
They treasure the warmth to be held by their owners.
However, this is not possible with rabbits in the wild.
To survive in the wild, they are usually kept safe underneath a dung hole.
Their mother only returns once a day to feed them and leave them again.
However, I do find that the newborns survive and grow better with human touch and care.

At their 15th day