Vai : 21 months
He likes the outdoors. He’d ask for his hat as soon as he’s under the sun.
He likes to jump, tumble down, climb and half-run while wiggling his hips, head and arms like a silly monkey.
He knows a few alphabets by now (A, B, C, E, M, O, S, T, U).
He drinks between 550ml – 650ml of formula a day. He’s still spoonfed, and somehow his tummy can’t take more than 210ml of milk in one go (read: he’d spew).
Other than being able to doze off by himself at home (afternoon and night), he now can fall asleep on his own while sitting upright on his stroller too! *YES!*
You see, for his standard, this is considered an amazing progress knowing how difficult it was to get him to sleep before (read: he had to either be breastfed or carried in a sling). I’ve got to say, picking Anya up at 2pm daily has a lot to do with this.
And just so happened, today for the very first time in 21 months, Vai was successfully not breastfed for ONE whole day!
I’ve been trying to wean him off breastfeeding since he turned 13 months, but it apparently was difficult. He simply wasn’t ready to let go, and I too wasn’t that keen on forcing it on him.
For the past one month, he’s nursed only in the early morning. That’s when he’d walk into our bedroom, still half-asleep, climb onto my side of the bed and say ‘milk … milk’!
Weaning him off this early morning feed means I’ve been accompanying him back to him room at 5am, and sleeping while leaning my back against Anya’s bed. You see, if I lie down on his bed, he’d immediately ask for ‘milk’ again. And if I left for my bedroom, he’d wake up and follow! So yes, I’ve been losing sleep, but thankfully I’m seeing results! I’m just glad he’s now more ‘receptive’ towards the ‘weaning’ idea (and I hope it continues to get better).
When it comes to his sister, he can ‘play well with’ her as well as refuse to co-operate and share what he has with her. And lately, he’d say ‘HEY!’ and frown if for example, Anya touches the bike he’s about to mount.
Teaching him (and Anya) how to share and play together without screaming, crying and pulling each other’s toy apparently needs quite a lot of energy, patience and persistence on the mom’s part. It hasn’t been easy.
He’s 14.4kg.
Thanks be to God who watches over him day in day out.
