Oh the joy of rocking!!

They warned me about it.  They told me not to do it and avoid it at any cost.

But of course, I wouldn't listen.

And now, my smart daughter can smell guilt from a hundred yard.  She can tell if the one's taking care of her is just a maid and she wouldn't bother crying.

But once I enter the room (or her nanny, or her grandma) she starts pulling her act, weeping and crying (boy, she's L.O.U.D), demanding to be hold.

Yup, I'm talking about "tuman digendong", or in plain english, a state of mind when the baby realizes the comfort and joy to be hold and refuses to sleep/eat/do other activities unless she's in your arms.

At first I thought it was a compliment that she loves it when I hold her close to me.  Though my mum told me that I didn't hold her correctly, and though Ming's friends gasped when they saw the way I hold her.  

But she loves it, she fell asleep peacefully in my arms.  I sing her lullaby, I talked to her softly, I rocked her gently...then her eyes started to get really heavy, and you can just see her strugging to keep them open...

Then I start lowering her down...and she grabbed my shirt!!!! she grabbed my shirt and hold her body in such a way that you know she doesn't want to lay on her bed, she just wants to be in your arms...

Then I try again...caressing her forehead gently, rocking her again, singing her lullaby again....then lowering her down...very slowly...slowly....and she open her eyes wide again and start crying her eyes out!!!!!

I laughed out loud...don't know whether it is out of frustration or amusement.  

It takes three attempts and a total of one hour to finally let her in such a deep sleep that she didn't realize I'm lowering her down.

Oh, and last nite she's also cranky again...after her feed she refuses to sleep and yup, wants to be carried again... though last nite I suspect a minor thunder plays a part (she kept waking up whenever there's thunder)

On another matter, I'm plagued with gifts that I hadn't got the chance to open....I have a total of three strollers now, countless baby bags and a lot more of baby bottles...I picked one stroller, but still left with other gifts.  I guess I'd better open them during the weekend.  

Not that I'm ungrateful, I love receiving gifts!! from someone I know.  In this case, we receive quite a lot from in laws' friends.  Which are all appreciated of course ... I just have to keep track of them.  and figure out what to do with five baby bags....