When I woke up this morning, I knew I had to bake. There was a huge urge in me that I needed to bake. So I pulled out my prized recipe book and made a raspberry muffin cake.
I got the recipe off the Vancouver Sun seven years ago. I followed the recipe to the letter and made the muffin cake. Mom and worked together to tweak the recipe a bit to make it a better muffin (less sweet) muffin cake.
Blueberry Muffin Cake
makes 12 servings
topping
1/4 cup all purpose flour
1/4 cup sugar
1/2 tsp ground cinnamon
3 tbsp butter, at room temperature
cake
2 tbsp medium dry breadcrumbs
2 cups all purpose flour
1 cup sugar
1 tbsp baking powder
1 tsp baking soda
3/4 tsp salt
1/2 tsp ground cinnamon
1 cup fresh or frozen blueberries
2 large eggs
1/3 cup orange juice
1/4 cup butter, melted and cooled
1 cup low-fat sour cream
1 tbsp grated orange zest
Topping: in a small bowl, combine flour, sugar, cinnamon, mix well. with pastry blender, cut in butter until mixture resembles coarse crumbs.
Cake: Grease a 9 inch square pan. Sprinkle bottom and sides of pan with breadcrumbs.
In a large bowl, combine flour, sugar, baking powder, baking soda, salt and cinnamon. Mix well. Stir in blueberries.
In a medium bowl, beat eggs. Beat in orange juice, sour cream, melted butter, orange zest. Add t flour mixture, stir just until dry ingredients are moistened. Spoon batter into prepared pan. Sprinkle with topping.
Bake at 375 c for 40-45 mins.
Cool for 10 mins.
* I used raspberries instead of blueberries!
Can't wait for Joe to come out and try this muffin cake.
Wednesday, November 18, 2009
Tuesday, November 17, 2009
Bethany is three months old!
There is a saying " Time flies when you are having fun!" and this is so TRUE!
Bethany is three months old today!
Yes.. Three months old! I can't believe she is already three months old... it felt like yesterday that she was born!
As a mom, and having the luxury to spend a lot of time with her, I have noticed that Bethany has grown a lot in the last three months:
Birth weight: 6 lb 15 oz
Last week's weight: 12.2 lb
(Her weight and length is at the 50th percentile and the doctor said Bethany is on track on her growth rate!)
Her hair has definitely grown... her forehead is no longer as "bare" as before. For the longest time, I was worried that Bethany has a receding hairline like her daddy.
She is alert and awake longer during the day, and she has been sleeping through the night since she was two months old. Her last feeding is usually 10:30pm and she sleeps through the night till 6:30am the next day!
She has been sleeping in her crib since she was about a month old. We put her in a bassinet for the first few weeks and she HATED it so much that she cried bloody murder every time we put her there. We had no choice but to put her in her crib (as Joe and I do not believe in co-sleeping. There are more risks than benefits in co-sleeping!) and amazingly, she loves her crib!
She coos a lot! Seriously... a lot! During the day, when she is awake, she coos! Oh, almost forgot to mention that she smiles a lot too! Her smile is p.r.i.c.e.l.e.s.s. and it truly melts my heart!
She hates tummy time! Absolutely hates it! She cries non-stop every time she is on her tummy until I "give in" and pick her up! Although she hates tum-tum time, I make sure she spends at least 5 mins a day on her tummy to build the strength of her neck!
Her fingers are getting stronger. She has started grabbing things or pulling things close to her mouth. Two nights ago, I "caught" her pulling her blanket close to her mouth and a min later, the tip of the blanket was in her mouth and she was sucking the blanket.
Yesterday, Bethany had Sophie the Giraffe in her hand when she was down for her afternoon nap. When she woke up, one of Sophie's ears was in her mouth!
Bethany hates the soother! When she was younger, she would simply spit out the soother. Now that her fingers are getting stronger, she would grab the soother with both of her hands from her mouth, and then yanked it off the floor!
Bethany is three months old today!
Yes.. Three months old! I can't believe she is already three months old... it felt like yesterday that she was born!
As a mom, and having the luxury to spend a lot of time with her, I have noticed that Bethany has grown a lot in the last three months:
Birth weight: 6 lb 15 oz
Last week's weight: 12.2 lb
(Her weight and length is at the 50th percentile and the doctor said Bethany is on track on her growth rate!)
Her hair has definitely grown... her forehead is no longer as "bare" as before. For the longest time, I was worried that Bethany has a receding hairline like her daddy.
She is alert and awake longer during the day, and she has been sleeping through the night since she was two months old. Her last feeding is usually 10:30pm and she sleeps through the night till 6:30am the next day!
She has been sleeping in her crib since she was about a month old. We put her in a bassinet for the first few weeks and she HATED it so much that she cried bloody murder every time we put her there. We had no choice but to put her in her crib (as Joe and I do not believe in co-sleeping. There are more risks than benefits in co-sleeping!) and amazingly, she loves her crib!
She coos a lot! Seriously... a lot! During the day, when she is awake, she coos! Oh, almost forgot to mention that she smiles a lot too! Her smile is p.r.i.c.e.l.e.s.s. and it truly melts my heart!
She hates tummy time! Absolutely hates it! She cries non-stop every time she is on her tummy until I "give in" and pick her up! Although she hates tum-tum time, I make sure she spends at least 5 mins a day on her tummy to build the strength of her neck!
Her fingers are getting stronger. She has started grabbing things or pulling things close to her mouth. Two nights ago, I "caught" her pulling her blanket close to her mouth and a min later, the tip of the blanket was in her mouth and she was sucking the blanket.
Yesterday, Bethany had Sophie the Giraffe in her hand when she was down for her afternoon nap. When she woke up, one of Sophie's ears was in her mouth!
Bethany hates the soother! When she was younger, she would simply spit out the soother. Now that her fingers are getting stronger, she would grab the soother with both of her hands from her mouth, and then yanked it off the floor!
Tuesday, November 10, 2009
Poppa Barry & Nana Annette
For the longest time, I could not seem to figure out how Bethany should address her god-parents Barry and Annette. Joe suggested Uncle Barry and Auntie Annette. It is ok but it sounds weird to me... and there is no closeness when addressing Barry and Annette as uncle and auntie as they have "adopted" us into their family here in Ottawa. With no family in Ottawa, this means a lot to Joe and me.
So, starting today, Bethany has:
In Ottawa:
Barry as Poppa and Annette as Nana.
In Vancouver:
My mom as Pau Pau and my dad as Gong Gong
In Saint John:
Joe's mom as Nana, Joe's dad as Gogee(?), a word that Joe's niece Kaytlin made up when she was young, and my mother-in law as Grandma.
All in all, Bethany is a very fortunate baby who is well-loved by her grandparents and god-parents!
So, starting today, Bethany has:
In Ottawa:
Barry as Poppa and Annette as Nana.
In Vancouver:
My mom as Pau Pau and my dad as Gong Gong
In Saint John:
Joe's mom as Nana, Joe's dad as Gogee(?), a word that Joe's niece Kaytlin made up when she was young, and my mother-in law as Grandma.
All in all, Bethany is a very fortunate baby who is well-loved by her grandparents and god-parents!
Monday, November 9, 2009
My Typical Day as a Stay Home Mom...
Ever wonder what my day is like as a stay home mom? Before I got pregnant, I would have never imagined my day can be any more structured than what I am having now.
6:25am -- I wake up without the help of an alarm clock (isn't that amazing? That's one of the privileges of being a mom. It almost feels like there is a clock inside my body and I just know when to get up... or when Bethany is about to wake up... even before she makes the very first tiny noise in her crib!) Do I need a baby monitor? NO! It is simply a waste of money! On the other hand, Joe manages to sleep through a storm even though the monitor is on and is sitting on his bedside table!
6:35am -- Change Bethany, feed Bethany, burp Bethany, put Bethany back to her crib.
7:15am -- Pumping Session
7:45am -- Check up on Bethany to make sure she is sound alseep... and then hop into the shower
8:15am -- Breakfast (coffee and toast 7 days a week!)
8:30am - 10:00am -- Free time for me... surfing the internet, chatting with other wb'ers on weddingbells.ca, checking e-mails
10:00am -- fold and iron Bethany's clean laundry and getting ready for Bethany's bath items
10:30am -- wake up Bethany and give her a bath
10:45am -- Bethany's feeding time, and then put her down for a nap
11:15am -- Pumping Session
11:30am -- Hand-wash Bethany's clothes
11:45am -- Do a load of laundry or house-hold chores (e.g. sweeping, mopping, scrubbing the tubs and toilet)
12:25pm -- Lunch and chat with mom
12:35pm -- Bethany wakes up from her nap (She used to sleep till 2pm but lately, she has been waking up at 12:30pm... I guess as she becomes older, she stays awake longer during the day!)
12:35pm - 2:20pm -- Play time with Bethany... she plays on her playmat while listening to classical music (yes Bethany is a classical music baby...well at least I am gearing her towards that direction!)
2:30pm -- Bethany's feeding time... and then put her down for a nap (this nap usually last till 5:30 or 6pm)
3:15pm -- Pumping Session
3:30pm - 4:30pm -- Prepare dinner (Joe's dinner is easy... I cooked up a storm and then froze everything before I gave birth... so I have been feeding Joe on those freezer meals) My dinner is usually different from Joe's as I prefer a healthier and well-balanced diet in order to keep up with my milk supply and lose weight at the same time.
Once dinner is done... I will then finish off what is left of the household chores. Depends on the day of week, I would run another load of laundry or scrub the the tub... the point is there is always plenty to do around the house!
5:30pm -- Joe comes home and walks Bee Bee. Up till last friday, my work shift of taking care of Bethany ended when Joe came home. Joe would then take over till 10:30pm when Bethany has her last feeding. Last night, Joe said that ever since he took over the 5:30pm till 10:30pm shift, he had no time to do personal things (e.g. checking e-mails, working on the KOC's Rosarium, attending to Scout's issues and spending time with his obsession: either downloading stuff from the internet, organizing his on-line song album or renaming all the images he saved in his computer... hahaha... welcome to the world of parent-hood... being a parent = time loss on doing your own things... and it is called S.A.C.R.I.F.I.C.E. and I guess Joe is not too keen on this idea!) So he suggested last night that I would extend my shift till 8:30pm and then he would look after Bethany for 2 hours, change her, feed her and then put her to sleep!
6:30pm -- Bethany's feeding (Joe used to do this feeding, but starting today, I will be doing this as well)
7:15pm -- Pumping Session
8:30pm (beginning today) Off duty... take a shower, brew a cup of herbal tea, iron Bethany's clothes, watch TV and take a nap.
11:15pm -- Pumping Session
11:30pm -- Check up on Bethany to make sure she is sound asleep... check to see if the temperature of the room is at 20.5c.
11:45pm -- I go to sleep! * I also need to keep my ears open just in case Bethany wakes up in the middle of the night and wants a bottle!*
3:15am -- Pumping Session
3:30am -- Check up on Bethany before going back to sleep
(but I do not usually fall back to sleep until 4:30am)
6:30am -- repeat the previous day schedule
Who says being a stay home mom is an easy task? Before I was pregnant, I worked 9 hours a day at Costco, and when I got home, I relaxed, took a long shower, watched TV, spent time on line etc... Being a stay home mom, my priority is to look after our daughter, and it is a 24/7 job. Although it is hard, and sometimes it is very exhausting and frustrating, especially knowing that Joe can sleep in on the weekends and I can't. It is a job offers great rewards... my heart melts when Bethany smiles at me and all my frustrations and disappointments towards Joe seem to fade away for now... and I am sure that Bethany's first words will be mom-mom and that will definitely send me to the moon when that day comes!
6:25am -- I wake up without the help of an alarm clock (isn't that amazing? That's one of the privileges of being a mom. It almost feels like there is a clock inside my body and I just know when to get up... or when Bethany is about to wake up... even before she makes the very first tiny noise in her crib!) Do I need a baby monitor? NO! It is simply a waste of money! On the other hand, Joe manages to sleep through a storm even though the monitor is on and is sitting on his bedside table!
6:35am -- Change Bethany, feed Bethany, burp Bethany, put Bethany back to her crib.
7:15am -- Pumping Session
7:45am -- Check up on Bethany to make sure she is sound alseep... and then hop into the shower
8:15am -- Breakfast (coffee and toast 7 days a week!)
8:30am - 10:00am -- Free time for me... surfing the internet, chatting with other wb'ers on weddingbells.ca, checking e-mails
10:00am -- fold and iron Bethany's clean laundry and getting ready for Bethany's bath items
10:30am -- wake up Bethany and give her a bath
10:45am -- Bethany's feeding time, and then put her down for a nap
11:15am -- Pumping Session
11:30am -- Hand-wash Bethany's clothes
11:45am -- Do a load of laundry or house-hold chores (e.g. sweeping, mopping, scrubbing the tubs and toilet)
12:25pm -- Lunch and chat with mom
12:35pm -- Bethany wakes up from her nap (She used to sleep till 2pm but lately, she has been waking up at 12:30pm... I guess as she becomes older, she stays awake longer during the day!)
12:35pm - 2:20pm -- Play time with Bethany... she plays on her playmat while listening to classical music (yes Bethany is a classical music baby...well at least I am gearing her towards that direction!)
2:30pm -- Bethany's feeding time... and then put her down for a nap (this nap usually last till 5:30 or 6pm)
3:15pm -- Pumping Session
3:30pm - 4:30pm -- Prepare dinner (Joe's dinner is easy... I cooked up a storm and then froze everything before I gave birth... so I have been feeding Joe on those freezer meals) My dinner is usually different from Joe's as I prefer a healthier and well-balanced diet in order to keep up with my milk supply and lose weight at the same time.
Once dinner is done... I will then finish off what is left of the household chores. Depends on the day of week, I would run another load of laundry or scrub the the tub... the point is there is always plenty to do around the house!
5:30pm -- Joe comes home and walks Bee Bee. Up till last friday, my work shift of taking care of Bethany ended when Joe came home. Joe would then take over till 10:30pm when Bethany has her last feeding. Last night, Joe said that ever since he took over the 5:30pm till 10:30pm shift, he had no time to do personal things (e.g. checking e-mails, working on the KOC's Rosarium, attending to Scout's issues and spending time with his obsession: either downloading stuff from the internet, organizing his on-line song album or renaming all the images he saved in his computer... hahaha... welcome to the world of parent-hood... being a parent = time loss on doing your own things... and it is called S.A.C.R.I.F.I.C.E. and I guess Joe is not too keen on this idea!) So he suggested last night that I would extend my shift till 8:30pm and then he would look after Bethany for 2 hours, change her, feed her and then put her to sleep!
6:30pm -- Bethany's feeding (Joe used to do this feeding, but starting today, I will be doing this as well)
7:15pm -- Pumping Session
8:30pm (beginning today) Off duty... take a shower, brew a cup of herbal tea, iron Bethany's clothes, watch TV and take a nap.
11:15pm -- Pumping Session
11:30pm -- Check up on Bethany to make sure she is sound asleep... check to see if the temperature of the room is at 20.5c.
11:45pm -- I go to sleep! * I also need to keep my ears open just in case Bethany wakes up in the middle of the night and wants a bottle!*
3:15am -- Pumping Session
3:30am -- Check up on Bethany before going back to sleep
(but I do not usually fall back to sleep until 4:30am)
6:30am -- repeat the previous day schedule
Who says being a stay home mom is an easy task? Before I was pregnant, I worked 9 hours a day at Costco, and when I got home, I relaxed, took a long shower, watched TV, spent time on line etc... Being a stay home mom, my priority is to look after our daughter, and it is a 24/7 job. Although it is hard, and sometimes it is very exhausting and frustrating, especially knowing that Joe can sleep in on the weekends and I can't. It is a job offers great rewards... my heart melts when Bethany smiles at me and all my frustrations and disappointments towards Joe seem to fade away for now... and I am sure that Bethany's first words will be mom-mom and that will definitely send me to the moon when that day comes!
Friday, November 6, 2009
Bethany's Wardrobe
Ok... I am getting a bit bored of dressing Bethany in sleepers day after day. So yesterday, after her bath, I decided to dress her in a hippo top and a matching bottom. Once she was dressed, I then realized that her bare feet became visible. Therefore, I went through those 100 pairs of socks in her sock drawer and got her a pair that went well with her outfit.
Yesterday was another normal day. She had her bath in the morning, following by her feeding time. After the feeding, I put her down for a nap. Here is a picture of her when she woke up from her nap:
Then I went to get a face cloth and a bowl of warm water for diaper change... I was only gone for two minutes... and when I came back, this is what I saw:
How is this even possible? There must be a reason why babies are normally dressed in sleepers!
Yesterday was another normal day. She had her bath in the morning, following by her feeding time. After the feeding, I put her down for a nap. Here is a picture of her when she woke up from her nap:
Then I went to get a face cloth and a bowl of warm water for diaper change... I was only gone for two minutes... and when I came back, this is what I saw:
How is this even possible? There must be a reason why babies are normally dressed in sleepers!
Wednesday, November 4, 2009
A beautiful and touching story....
She jumped up as soon as she saw the surgeon come out of the operating room.
She said: "How is my little boy? Is he going to be all right? When can I see him?"
The surgeon said, "I'm sorry. We did all we could, but your boy didn't make it."
Sally said, "Why do little children get cancer?
Doesn't God care any more?
Where were you, God, when my son needed you?"
The surgeon asked, "Would you like some time alone with your son?
One of the nurses will be out in a few minutes, before he's transported to the university."
Sally asked the nurse to stay with her while she said good bye to her son. She ran her fingers lovingly through his thick red curly hair.
"Would you like a lock of his hair?" the nurse asked.
Sally nodded yes. The nurse cut a lock of the boy's hair, put it in a plastic bag and handed it to Sally.
The mother said, "It was Jimmy's idea to donate his body to the University for Study. He said it might help somebody else. "I said no at first, but Jimmy said, 'Mom, I won't be using it after I die. Maybe it will help some other little boy spend one more day with his Mom."
She went on, "My Jimmy had a heart of gold. Always thinking of someone else. Always wanting to help others if he could."
Sally walked out of Children's Mercy Hospital for the last time, after spending most of the last six months there.
She put the bag with Jimmy's belongings on the seat beside her in the car. The drive home was difficult. It was even harder to enter the empty house. She carried Jimmy's belongings, and the plastic bag with the lock of his hair to her son's room.
She started placing the model cars and other personal things back in his room exactly where he had always kept them. She laid down across his bed and, hugging his pillow, cried herself to sleep. It was around midnight when Sally awoke. Laying beside her on the bed was a folded letter.
The letter said: "Dear Mom, I know you're going to miss me; but don't think that I will ever forget you, or stop loving you, just 'cause I'm not around to say "I Love You" .
I will always love you, Mom, even more with each day. Someday we will see each other again. Until then, if you want to adopt a little boy so you won't be so lonely, that's okay with me.
He can have my room and old stuff to play with. But, if you decide to get a girl instead, she probably wouldn't like the same things us boys do. You'll have to buy her dolls and stuff girls like, you know. Don't be sad thinking about me. This really is a neat place. Grandma and Grandpa met me as soon as I got here and showed me around some, but it will take a long time to see everything.
The angels are so cool. I love to watch them fly. And, you know what? Jesus doesn't look like any of his pictures. Yet, when I saw Him, I knew it was Him. Jesus himself took me to see GOD! And guess what, Mom? I got to sit on God's knee and talk to Him, like I was somebody important.
That's when I told Him that I wanted to write you a letter, to tell you good bye and everything. But I already knew that wasn't allowed. Well, you know what Mom? God handed me some paper and His own personal pen to write you this letter.
I think Gabriel is the name of the angel who is going to drop this letter off to you. God said for me to give you the answer to one of the questions you asked Him 'Where was He when I needed him?'
"God said He was in the same place with me, as when His son Jesus was on the cross.
He was right there, as He always is with all His children. Oh, by the way, Mom, no one else can see what I've written except you. To everyone else this is just a blank piece of paper. Isn't that cool? I have to give God His pen back now.
He needs it to write some more names in the Book of Life. Tonight I get to sit at the table with Jesus for supper. I'm sure the food will be great. Oh, I almost forgot to tell you. I don't hurt anymore. The cancer is all gone. I'm glad because I couldn't stand that pain anymore and God couldn't stand to see me hurt so much, either.
That's when He sent The Angel of Mercy to come get me. The Angel said I was a Special Delivery! How about that?
Signed with Love from God, Jesus & Me.
She said: "How is my little boy? Is he going to be all right? When can I see him?"
The surgeon said, "I'm sorry. We did all we could, but your boy didn't make it."
Sally said, "Why do little children get cancer?
Doesn't God care any more?
Where were you, God, when my son needed you?"
The surgeon asked, "Would you like some time alone with your son?
One of the nurses will be out in a few minutes, before he's transported to the university."
Sally asked the nurse to stay with her while she said good bye to her son. She ran her fingers lovingly through his thick red curly hair.
"Would you like a lock of his hair?" the nurse asked.
Sally nodded yes. The nurse cut a lock of the boy's hair, put it in a plastic bag and handed it to Sally.
The mother said, "It was Jimmy's idea to donate his body to the University for Study. He said it might help somebody else. "I said no at first, but Jimmy said, 'Mom, I won't be using it after I die. Maybe it will help some other little boy spend one more day with his Mom."
She went on, "My Jimmy had a heart of gold. Always thinking of someone else. Always wanting to help others if he could."
Sally walked out of Children's Mercy Hospital for the last time, after spending most of the last six months there.
She put the bag with Jimmy's belongings on the seat beside her in the car. The drive home was difficult. It was even harder to enter the empty house. She carried Jimmy's belongings, and the plastic bag with the lock of his hair to her son's room.
She started placing the model cars and other personal things back in his room exactly where he had always kept them. She laid down across his bed and, hugging his pillow, cried herself to sleep. It was around midnight when Sally awoke. Laying beside her on the bed was a folded letter.
The letter said: "Dear Mom, I know you're going to miss me; but don't think that I will ever forget you, or stop loving you, just 'cause I'm not around to say "I Love You" .
I will always love you, Mom, even more with each day. Someday we will see each other again. Until then, if you want to adopt a little boy so you won't be so lonely, that's okay with me.
He can have my room and old stuff to play with. But, if you decide to get a girl instead, she probably wouldn't like the same things us boys do. You'll have to buy her dolls and stuff girls like, you know. Don't be sad thinking about me. This really is a neat place. Grandma and Grandpa met me as soon as I got here and showed me around some, but it will take a long time to see everything.
The angels are so cool. I love to watch them fly. And, you know what? Jesus doesn't look like any of his pictures. Yet, when I saw Him, I knew it was Him. Jesus himself took me to see GOD! And guess what, Mom? I got to sit on God's knee and talk to Him, like I was somebody important.
That's when I told Him that I wanted to write you a letter, to tell you good bye and everything. But I already knew that wasn't allowed. Well, you know what Mom? God handed me some paper and His own personal pen to write you this letter.
I think Gabriel is the name of the angel who is going to drop this letter off to you. God said for me to give you the answer to one of the questions you asked Him 'Where was He when I needed him?'
"God said He was in the same place with me, as when His son Jesus was on the cross.
He was right there, as He always is with all His children. Oh, by the way, Mom, no one else can see what I've written except you. To everyone else this is just a blank piece of paper. Isn't that cool? I have to give God His pen back now.
He needs it to write some more names in the Book of Life. Tonight I get to sit at the table with Jesus for supper. I'm sure the food will be great. Oh, I almost forgot to tell you. I don't hurt anymore. The cancer is all gone. I'm glad because I couldn't stand that pain anymore and God couldn't stand to see me hurt so much, either.
That's when He sent The Angel of Mercy to come get me. The Angel said I was a Special Delivery! How about that?
Signed with Love from God, Jesus & Me.
Sunday, November 1, 2009
I am SCARED!
Ok! Darn it! I admit that I am SCARED! SUPER SCARED!
I am sure one of the hottest topic among parents nowadays is the vaccination of H1N1. Bethany is under 6 months old, so she can't get the vaccination. Joe and I have been "classified" as the priority group as we are the caregivers of a child under 6 months old. So I am all for the shot since day 1. The question is WHEN? I have been following the news on H1N1 closely and the line up here in Ottawa is simply beyond insanity. People line up outside the clinic at 3am (while the clinic opens at 8am), only to find out that they got turned away as there are 200 people in line in front of them. I wonder how I can get the wrist-band. I do not mind standing in line in the wee hours of the night, but I can't take Bethany with me, exposing her to the risk of getting infected.
Last Friday,we learned that Jo-Leen, grand-daughter of Bethany's Godmother, was diagnosed with H1N1. She is only a year old. I made the plan of cancelling my coffee date with Marie-Eve, who is a new mom with a two-week-old baby boy. Joe and I also made the decision of cancelling our plan of bringing Bethany over to her god-parents' house on Halloween. Yesterday (Saturday), Joe found out from Madame Vautour that his niece and nephew have also been diagnosed of H1N1. Things went south later the night that the nephew's face turned blue and his mom had to rush him to the hospital. When we found out the news this morning, I was, as a mom, really shocked. H1N1 infection is no longer far-fetched, and it has already attacked people we know.
This is definitely a horrifying experience for parents with new borns under 6 months of age. Other than keeping her at home, and nagging Joe to follow the 20 seconds rule in hand washing when he comes home everyday... I can only pray to make sure Bethany, Joe and myself stay healthy until we get the vaccinations.
I am sure one of the hottest topic among parents nowadays is the vaccination of H1N1. Bethany is under 6 months old, so she can't get the vaccination. Joe and I have been "classified" as the priority group as we are the caregivers of a child under 6 months old. So I am all for the shot since day 1. The question is WHEN? I have been following the news on H1N1 closely and the line up here in Ottawa is simply beyond insanity. People line up outside the clinic at 3am (while the clinic opens at 8am), only to find out that they got turned away as there are 200 people in line in front of them. I wonder how I can get the wrist-band. I do not mind standing in line in the wee hours of the night, but I can't take Bethany with me, exposing her to the risk of getting infected.
Last Friday,we learned that Jo-Leen, grand-daughter of Bethany's Godmother, was diagnosed with H1N1. She is only a year old. I made the plan of cancelling my coffee date with Marie-Eve, who is a new mom with a two-week-old baby boy. Joe and I also made the decision of cancelling our plan of bringing Bethany over to her god-parents' house on Halloween. Yesterday (Saturday), Joe found out from Madame Vautour that his niece and nephew have also been diagnosed of H1N1. Things went south later the night that the nephew's face turned blue and his mom had to rush him to the hospital. When we found out the news this morning, I was, as a mom, really shocked. H1N1 infection is no longer far-fetched, and it has already attacked people we know.
This is definitely a horrifying experience for parents with new borns under 6 months of age. Other than keeping her at home, and nagging Joe to follow the 20 seconds rule in hand washing when he comes home everyday... I can only pray to make sure Bethany, Joe and myself stay healthy until we get the vaccinations.
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