Continuing when Mommy stopped in the last entry. This was me around the first week that I was admitted in the Oliver Fisher unit over at Medway Maritime Hospital. Mommy showed this to me, and I asked her, “Mommy, are you SURE that was me? That was way too skinny, Mommy!”, to which she answered, “I am quite sure, sweetheart.”.

So anyway, I just love that onesie that Mommy put on for me that day. It was purplish, and it had a princess on it. Yes, I know. A princess onesie for a Princess (ie ME!). Mommy made a wise decision that day when she bought me that onesie, don’t you agree?

And if you noticed, I no longer had the tube going into my mouth, so I was feeding orally, or in baby terms, I used the bottle for feeding! Yeay for me. Though, truth be told, feeding through the tube meant express feeding, no work is necessary. But, I guess it was OK as long as I get my feed.

Girl need her milk, after all heh heh

Yes look at me. Mommy said that she thought of this lullaby whenever she look at me in this photo.

Mama’s Gonna Buy You a Mockingbird
Hush, little baby, don’t say a word,
Mama’s gonna buy you a mockingbird.

If that mockingbird don’t sing,
Mama’s gonna buy you a diamond ring.

If that diamond ring turns to brass,
Mama’s gonna buy you a looking glass.

If that looking glass gets broke,
Mama’s gonna buy you a billy-goat.

If that billy-goat won’t pull,
Mama’s gonna buy you a cart and bull.

If that cart and bull turns over,
Mama’s gonna buy you a dog named Rover.

If that dog named Rover won’t bark,
Mama’s gonna buy you a horse and cart.

If that horse and cart falls down,
You’ll still be the sweetest little baby in town.

See the yellow sweater that I wore? Mommy bought it at the unit. They have people sending off sweaters that they knit to be sold for charity. For the unit, to be precise. Mommy thought that it was gorgeous, and Mommy bought a few for me to wear while staying there.

Mommy made a wise decision because it was quite cool inside the unit. I get to wear this one, and I will look (oops, Mommy will help me look) for other sweaters that I might wear.

Ah… See that tube going inside my nose? I had to feed through that, because I was too small to breastfeed, and not to mention my unwillingness to try. Poor Mommy. She was so worried because she wanted to breastfeed so much. But it’s OK Mommy, both of us did try. It was just not meant to be, eh?

My Mommy is really in her writing mood. She looked for some photos while I was at the Oliver Fisher NICU unit, over at Medway Maritime Hospital, Kent. I had to stay at the hospital for more than ten days, while Mommy stayed at the hospital for three days after I was born.

So Mommy had to come to the hospital everyday after that. She can’t sleep over at the hospital while I was in the unit because I was not critically ill, or very premature like some other babies over there.

While I was over there, there was another very little baby that captured Mommy’s eyes. The baby boy was born prematurely, and he weighs only about 500gm when he was born. He had been staying over at Oliver Fisher for seven or eight months then, and he was doing much better, though he still weigh less than I did during that time.

Mommy said that it was a real sobering experience. Though she was sad seeing me poked up like this inside the incubator under the blue lights, but she was so thankful that other than having jaundice and looking like a miniature skeleton (naughty Mommy!), I was doing alright.

See my Mommy works really fast. Yesterday she said that she would help me upload old photos from the album here so that I won’t forget, and now she is doing it for me. My Mommy really loves me heh heh.

I did say that it would be a little bit gory, right? That was me. Mommy just gave birth to me, and the midwife had not properly cleaned me yet. She cleaned me some, and then she gave me to Mommy, for she knew that Mommy really wanted to cuddle me first. And then some photos were taken.
You can see that I was not really happy because it was quite cool in the room. It was, after all, past midnight during winter time.

This photo itself was taken about couple of minutes after I was born. So Daddy took this around 12.07am on Tuesday morning, November 23rd, 2004. Mommy said that she don’t remember how loud I wail, or whether it was just a whimper. She only said that she was glad that it was all over. What was over Mommy?

But anyway, Daddy said that I did whimper, then I wailed to announce my presence to anyone who wasn’t paying any attentions! See, I was a Drama Princess from Day ONE!

Then the midwife whisked me away to clean me down, weigh me up, check on my lengths, etc etc. I was cleaned, weighing 2.48 kg, and at 53cm long, I was a scrawny baby at best.

But my Mommy said that I was the most gorgeous baby around.
So whom am to contradict that, kan?
After all, Mommy knows best.
Heh :p