Strange things happen when the power of three combines... Baby N received TLC from Mummy cos she was unwell; Baby C refused the bottle and Joash refused the breast... !?! The normally wants-to-be-carried-all-the-time Baby C actually cried when she was picked up from the mattress when it was time to go home. The normally cheerful Baby N looked around with glistening beautiful pitiful big eyes due to her illness. And the normally perpetually hungry Joash refused to drink milk for 4 hours! (As opposed to drinking every 1 and a half to 2 hours) Feeling very insecure about the phenomenon, I kept asking Joash "Do you want to drink milk?" to the utter amusement of the other ladies in the room. He finally drank at 3pm plus but could only finish the left breast and rejected the right breast. So... I'm super engorged at one breast... just one. Pain!
Joash was looking great in his newly acquired overalls. Thanks to a lovely friend for the hand-me-downs!!! Looks like I don't have to buy too many new clothes for Joash since someone else also passed me lots of clothes that her son can't wear anymore. Babies outgrow their clothes so fast. It was just one month ago when I bought him 2 pajamas to wear to sleep and now he is getting too big for them! It really makes more sense to pass around baby apparels to maximize their use. Anyone needs newborn boy's clothes?
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