Sunday, January 23, 2005
Gaaggle google? Brreh breeh pui???Eh, what the hell is that?? Anyone knows? Neither do i. I guess i'll never figure out the Baby Language.
Alright, today's topic is about babies. Love them? Hate them? I'm sure most ppl have contradicting feelings about them. Like me, there're times when i love them, there're times when i absolutely don't want to have anything to do with them.
Take for example my cousin Joey's son, Jovan. Erm by the way, what's the term that relates him to me? Nephew and.. aunt? Not sure also. Anyway, when ppl just take a look at him with his adorable toothy grin (he only has like 4 teeth now btw *kawaii~*) and very very very long eyelashes, they just go all 'oohs' and 'ahhs' over him.
But wait til u have to take care of him.. i think u'll go 'eeks' and 'omg'. Mind u, i'm not saying he's horrible or disgusting. He just has quite a few (for the lack of a better word) naughty habits.
Like most babies, he likes to be carried and can never stay still for more than a minute. (Unless he's sleeping or feeding.) Okay, that's kinda expected from a hyperactive baby. But wait a min, since when did my hair become part of his plaything!? That's really ouchy. Believe me, a baby may seem weak but he does have the strength to pluck out a few strands of hair.
U know the most interesting stage for a baby is when he's in the stage of walking-stumbling. Why is that? Picture this: the baby sees something interesting, he wants to get a closer look and maybe even touch it. Instead of crawling (interesting now that i think of it, Jovan doesn't seem to like crawling much, except for short distances) he stands up, wobbles, takes his 1st step, then plop down on the floor again. Then, he decides to make his way over supporting himself by holding to anything he can grab (including my leg, leaving scratches behind in the process).
If u think the irritating ringing thing (that's an alarm clock for those slower thinkers) waking u up each morning is noisy, then think again. When u hear a shrill high pitch wail coming out of his mouth, it's him either demanding (note: it's demanding, not asking) for a piece of whatever u're eating, or telling u there's poo poo in his diapers, or just for the sake of making attention-grabbing noise.
Despite all that, i can never ever turn my back on my dear adorable nephew Jovan. (I'm getting mushy already.. bear with me a little ok?) Just because i think he has the cutest laugh ever. I always find it uplifting when i hear him laugh, like everything else doesn't matter as long as he's happy.
I have to admit though, i still have a long way to go in the art of dealing and handling with babies. Perhaps if i become a mother someday then i can begin to learn.
P.S. I think Jovan has another weird behaviour.. he seems to like bumping his head on the wall. Not the i-wanna-commit-suicide type of bumps of course, just light ones. Hope that's just a baby habit? =/
posted @ 11:13 PM