Dream a little dream

Okay. I have to jot this down. I had a tender moment with my little girl today. Fiona could not be consoled by her bouncer or her swing. She even arched her backed when I attempted to put her in the papasan swing thing. Geez, what an attitude! I think she gets that from her mama. But at least she was able to enjoy a massage from the bouncer thingy for a short while. It didn't last for long. Her piercing cry made me give in. Plus, she's just so sweet I couldn't resist. Anyhow, all she wanted was cuddle time. So we danced and danced in the middle of the living room with Ella and Louis playing in the background. Twenty minutes later she was sound asleep...

Cozy Cousins

We were pleasantly surprised by a visit from cousin Alana, Isaiah, and little Faith. Fiona Tess and Faith are about three weeks apart. As Uncle Rick held the two girls closely together, their eyes we fixated on one another, staring and observing. Such a sweet picture!

Happy Halloween!

It's Fiona's first Halloween! Trick or treat, smell my feet. Give me something good to eat! Papa Far spent a few hours carving Fiona's first pumpkin--four ghoulish friends. I worked on her costume all afternoon. Far and I came up with the idea of a "Tooth(less) Fairy". I just stitched a tooth with a smile on a long sleeve onesie, sewed on button eyes, and made a wand out of leftover wool felt from the kitty dolls I made last year. It all turned out just fine. Early evening, we went over to the Otay Ranch Mall to peep out other children's costumes. Too cute except for all the "sexy" outfits for the younger ones. I swear I saw a sexy devil and a sexy nurse. That's just all wrong!

Pooh and Piglet

I can't believe our snuggle bunny is already one month and five days old. She sure is a healthy eater. I mean oinker! She"ll have both breast milk and formula without any fuss. She's about 9-10 lbs. and still growing. Pooh Bear has volunteered to measure Fiona Tess each month to check on her growth rate.

By the way, I love breast feeding. It's such a bonding time. But I must admit it's been quite a challenge for me. Milk production sucks. I've been taking fenugreek capsules and drinking mother's milk tea to promote lactation. Even though it's frustrating, I'm still hanging in there.

Thanks Grandpa Sunday!

Well, my dad is a very complex man--soft spoken, stubborn, quick-tempered, crafty (definitely inherited that), caring, and sensitive. Recently, I've been noticing significant changes in his behavior. First of all, he'll call for no reason just to chit chat for a while and ask about baby Fiona Tess. He'll ask, "How's my lil' girl?" My dad has never called for anything unless my mom had a part in it. Last weekend, he called to ask if he could come over and visit Fiona. He eagerly came all by himself just so that he can hold her for awhile. Fiona has a magic spell cast over her Grandpa Sunday.

I'm not finished with this story just yet. While he was cleaning and organizing the important documents in his closet ( for the firestorm incident), he came across my old passport from the Philippines. In the photo, I was a little over a year. He said he could see my eyes in Fiona. And then he said that I could keep it. With just a short visit and a few simple words, I felt closer to my dad more than ever... That's mad love!

A Pair of Pink Mary Janes

Fiona's First Week