Time flies...

Time certainly flies when you're busy. I had been meaning to update this blog but things kept coming up.

Let's see...just before my last post, BB had his 4 month shots. He coincidentally came down with the sniffles which subsided - whew. Then my MIL came to babysit one day, only to later tell me that she had chills and a cough! Fast forward two days and Max ended up with the flu for almost 3 weeks - FUN! Poor thing couldn't eat, couldn't sleep, couldn't play. PB and I were delirious from the lack of sleep and constantly roaring at each other over every little thing. Then I got sick and I must say, I never realized what a luxury it was to be childless and sick. Nothing worse than being sick AND having to take care of a little one. Enjoy being sick while you're childless folks!

Following that incident, PB and I decided I needed to go back to work full time to finish up my dissertation. BB and writing just wasn't working out so I started to aggressively look for childcare. We did the whole back and forth thing on nanny vs daycare and chose daycare for various reasons. What a stressful process! We hadn't moved on the waiting list of any of the daycare centres we signed up at, and others within our area were all full. Now I admit, part of the stress was due to the fact that we were suddenly look for a spot, but what they say is true - you need to get on that waiting list as soon as you find out you're pregnant. If you live in areas like downtown, get on a waiting list when you start trying! A lot of them have a two year waitlist for infants. Luckily we managed to find one that was just opening up and had infant space! And of course we really liked the facility and what they had to offer. So we've since transitioned him into daycare and are now trying to get into a daily routine. I'll be writing up a feature on the whole daycare process in a later post.

Anyways, long story short, Im back at work, BB is in full time daycare and doing well. I watch him on the webcam way too often but Im sure that'll subside with time. It breaks my heart that he spends most of his waking hours with a stranger but I know at daycare, he'll learn to socialize and develop other skills sooner than he would have at home with me. Plus I need to get things done and begin the next chapter in my career. I know once I finish, life will be so much better for all of us and I'll be able to provide even more for my sweet BB.

Developmentally, BB is now able to sit up on his own, reaches for everything, especially things he shouldn't be getting his hands on, responds to his name and loves to wiggle his cute little body to music. Oh and EVERYTHING goes into the mouth. He just popped his first tooth the other day and we didn't even realize he was teething! How lucky are we to have a baby that isn't cranky or miserable while teething. We truly have won the lottery,although I can't help shake the fear that our next one will make up for all the peace we're enjoying now. And now that BB's more active, he isn't very tolerant of me cuddling him too much and I miss the days when all he'd do is cuddle and sleep on my chest. I know this will only get worse as he becomes more mobile but it's making me want to have another baby! Crazy, I know. Im telling you, nature/biology is a little minx. It knows just how to make us want to reproduce again. Must resist temptation!

What's in a name?

You may be wondering what's up with the name of my blog. The word gohm is Korean for bear. Yes, the furry, sleepy, growling kind. PB is described by his friends and family as being bear-like based on his somnolent nature. BB and I have unfortunately become synonymous with the word purely by association, hence our bear family - "The Three Gohms". Actually I wanted to call the blog The Three Bears but it was taken-gosh darn it! Thank goodness I know another language, cause Im not that creative. If I had to come up with another neat, yet available name, I'd still be sitting here trying to come up with one.

Preface

I've been meaning to start a journal for Baby Bear (BB)  since his birth. Actually I'd been wanting to do it since I got pregnant but could never find the time between hugging the porcelain bowl and downing tylenol for the migraines. Then he arrived on October 5th, 2011 and its been a whirlwind ever since.

When BB turned 3 months, I ventured out to Chapters and bought a journal where I could document all the magical moments of one's new beginnings. Today he is 5 months old and that journal's spine has yet to be broken. Typing on a computer is much faster, and in truth, has a higher probability of getting done than hand writing everything into a beautiful hard cover book. I'm starting this blog purely for BB. I love the thought of BB reading about his early days sometime in the future when he's all grown up. It stems from the joy I feel when reading my childhood journals. That, and the fact that Im a very sentimental person and cherish the keeping of memories. BB may grow up and not be sentimental at all, and all of this may be wasted on him, but I hope it won't.

And so we begin. Happy reading my sweet BB. And happy 5 months <3