Weaning

Adrian's very addicted to breastfeeding. I don't know how to wean him.. It's been a dilemma. I can't see him crying for breastmilk, but I can't let my unborn baby's not getting enough nutrition either. What should I do?

I'm not afraid of Adrian's not getting enough nutrition if I stop breastfeeding him. I'm concerned more about his emotional. I don't want him to think I don't love him anymore, I don't want him to feel neglected. :(

Like last night, I postponed the breastfeeding everytime he asked for it. I always distracted him and offered him milk instead. It worked. He finally went to sleep on his own. But at night he woke up and searched for me. I refused to give him, and he cried. It was a very very very sad cry :(. It was like I have broken his heart to a thousand pieces and it made me even more sad. I love him, very much indeed..

I took him out for a ride. He stopped crying then. Inside the car I hold him in my arms and he just stayed put. He didn't cry anymore..

+ : "Adrian ga boleh nenen lagi ya..." (Adrian, you can't ask for breastmilk anymore, okay?)
- : "Iyah..." (Yes.. *still sobbing*)
+ : "Kan sekarang ada dedek.. kesian dedeknya nanti ga kebagian makanan" (Your little brother also needs food honey)
- : "Iyah.." (Yes..)

He answered all as if he really understood what we were saying.. He was still sobbing in my arms when he finally fell asleep. After a few minutes driving around the blocks we went back home.

Oh God.... I just don't have a heart to wean my child. Can it be more difficult than this? :(

Kids

I'm not good in dealing with kids. Kids' mood is really unexpected, that's what's frightening me. It's different with my own. I enjoy being with my own kid, cause I feel like I know him and I feel like I know what to expect next. I thought I would change after I had my own, but it turns out that I'm still the same. I'm still frozen when it comes to new kids. I can't just play or thalk with them when I just meet them. Is it odd?

Smokers

I hate smokers. Not that I hate them as a person, it's just that I hate when they smoke near me. Like this morning, I went to the office using public transportation. The driver was smoking-Inside the car!-. Well, okay.. it didn't really affect me, as I was sitting at the back seat. After a while came a guy holding a cigarette on his hand and sit just in front of me, facing my face :(. I was litterally breathing his smoke.. I really hate hate hate hate that kind of guy.

Some people in my office also smoke. Actually I'm fine with it, as long as they smoke in the "right" place. Some of them smoke inside the building, which is Air Conditioned! Can you imagine? No ventilation in the building, then the smoke will just stuck inside for us to breathe.. :(

A new way of saving coffee..

Since I knew I was pregnant, I have been reducing my coffe intake from 2 cups a day to 1 cup. Yes, it does make a difference.. Usually I spend 10 sachets of coffee less than a week, especially when I share them with friends. Now, the last time I bought coffee was a week ago and I still have 4 sachets left! Not only I save coffee, of course I save money too :P.

At my first pregnancy I didn't take coffee AT ALL, but I browse the net and found out that it's okay to drink coffee.. 2 cups a day is safe. So, I keep my habit but reduce it to half. I can't imagine life without coffee. In my first pregnancy I used to sleep on the desk in front of my monitor cause I was sooooo sleepy and I couldn't drink coffee ;)

Center-driver

There are a lot of types of drivers, one of them is the center-driver. This is the one who likes to drive slowly in the middle of the road! This morning I found some of them, and it sure made me frustated. I was late, since Adrian's sick it's difficult for me to go work on time. And on the way, I met these drivers. Most of them are motorcycles..

First horn, second horn, xxth horn didn't make them aware of it. Even once when I went through a one-way road, a motorcycle is moving slowly at the center of the left part and the other at the center of the right part, and I found myself stuck in the middle of them who didn't even leave enough room for me to go through... ugh!

After a few minutes one of them turned left, so I had a space to go faster. On the other crossing I found another motorcycle who did the same. The road was quite empty but he drove very slowly just in front of me. I gave him one short horn, he moved left and I pass through.

Near the office I met this red car. The car's tyres are moving frantically like they're impatient to run away from the car, to the direction of their own will. Like a prisoner who is trying to free himself. The car sure was moving slowly, it didn't want to give a chance to the tyres to free themselves. I understood that, but what I didn't understand is why did he have to drive at the center? Why didn't he drive a bit left and gave me enough space? I horned him a few times but it didn't affect him. I wasn't patient enough, I gave him a long horn at last. Sorry... The driver looked at me with "What?" look.. but move left finally.

I arrived at the office 15 minutes late.. Oh well..