Hi all !!!!
It's been a few days that I did not write on my blog, as I was prrrrretty busy with my intense life in Corsica...
Today, I would like to share a bit of my life here with you guys !
People tend to say that the life of a small baby is very quiet, that besides sleeping, eating and playing there is nothing much I can do... well, pardon me but this you're alllll wrong !!!
My life is a forever excitment ! First, I wake up early, (very early say mum and dad) around 4 AM, and immediately I start playing. My first move is always to dedicated to my old friend, the ceilling lamp. I usually grunt him a "hey wassup" and sometimes he blinks me a reply. Once this is done, the real challenge beggins : I have to free myself from the careful wrapping Mum and Papa did. After two months and a half of practicing, I am close to a Houdini, and ready to launch the "Free Mouchki" Campaign. As I am a very nice baby girl, I am willing to share my technique with babies from around the world so that all of us can twitter together "Free Mouchki".
First, I try to move as much as I can, grunting and sobbing untill one hand is set free. If my wrapping is made by my papa, it is usually easy... But if mom made it, then I have to employ my secret technique... I try to call Mamouchka around, as she is a Free Mouchki activist undercover hihihi.
But during the night, Mamouchka is usually asleep... But one way or another, I always manage to get out of the wrap... Then, I beggin to twitter softly, then less softly, and then really loud, to share my joy with mom and dad. When mom wakes up (she always wakes up first, when dad opens a sleepy eye and falls asleep again), she wakes up the sun together with her, when she gives me her beautiful smile ! As I am polite, I often smile back. When this is done, I start to play hard, untill 8 in the morning, time when my dad is now fully awake, and my mom fully asleep, after 4 hours playing with me. But for both it's time to wake up, and to show me to my admirers. Mamouchka, Manou, Daddy, Xavier and Hélène, the all wake up early to see my (beautiful) face. The funny thing is they cannot get close to me without trying to make me laugh by doing some funny faces, and funny noises... So I laugh and laugh again, and smile and smile again ... I understood that it made them very happy, and that each smile rewarded me with a kiss or a hug hehe !
After that, my day is splitted between palying with my toys (especially Sophie the Girafe and a whole herd of very lively musical sheeps), smiling to my admirers, being strolled around and introduced to people, and just playing quietly on my carpet, and obviously, being cuddled by mommy!
Well, I think I am gonna stop here cos' my dad is telling me that his fingers are getting swallen out of typing...
A huge kiss to Emee, Ovoo, Ogoo, Naraa, Khashaa, Ondar and Nasaa !
With LOVE from me Sarah !!!
mercredi 15 août 2007
mercredi 8 août 2007
Me Sarah Lou, two months and a few days
Hello, today I decided to post a little message for my family in Mongolia !
Just to tell you that I miss you all a lot, and that I think about you very often !
I am fine here, in Corsica, with my French family, everybody is being very nice with me, I even have some mutton fat to suck on !!!
At nights, I sleep with mommy and daddy, and every morning I wake up before the sun rises, and Mommy and Daddy bring me to the beach to have a look at the birth of the new day !
Then, Mamouchka wakes up and cuddles me while mom and dad are having breakfast. After, at, I play a bit and usually go to my room with mom for a little nap !
The rest of the day is spent between naps and long playful moments with my family members !
I love to play on my carpet with my little white cow !
I would like to give a biggggg kiss to Emee and Ovoo, as well as to Ondar and Nasaa, and to uncle Ogoo, Aunt Naraa and Uncle Khashkhuu !!!
I love you all ! I 'll see you very soon !
LOVE
Sarah
lundi 6 août 2007
She is born !
Hello,
After 9 months in the warmth of her mom's belly, our little Sarah Lou came to the world on 29th of May 2007, at 4:15 PM, in Beijing.
She weights 3.4 Kg, and is 55 cm long, she is perfect...
It is hard for me to describe my first encounter with my daughter, as after half an hour of shaky waiting, in front of the operation theater, seeing her coming out wrapped in a blue blanket, her tiny face hardly coming out of the clothe was something of a shock, bringing together fear, but above all a curious attraction towards the fragile being looking at me with wide opened eyes.
In the flash of a moment, the nurse puts her in my arms, and we start making contact, establishing a mute dialogue between our two shy and curious beings.
Moment out of time where nothing else exists but the look of the child diving in your eyes... I whisper a "Welcome Sarah Lou" and time already flies again, Sarah Lou is brought upstairs in a glance for the postnatal check up and I remain knocked out in the empty corridor.
Then the question pops "How is the mum"? A weak "Mama zenme yang"? slowly makes its way through my dry throat to land on the surgeon's ear, who quickly comforts me :"Dou hao le, dou hao le, ta xia yi ge xiaoshi yao hui fanjian li". Another hour to wait before seeing her... Long momentum, squeezed between the happiness of the birth, and prays for the mum, so that she comes back quick, to admire Sarah Lou too, her who wished so much for a natural birth, and that eventually had to accept a cesarian.
And Sarah Lou coming back from the care center, already asking for her first breastfeed... What to do... We did not think about buying formula, as we decided to breastfeed... Pujee's abscence becomes even heavier.
We have to decide something, we will give some sugar water to Sarah for her to wait. And it works, during half a babybottle that she swallows hungrily, first contact of her inside with the outside world.
Eventually the mum comes in, knocked with pain, fear rises, "what happened", "why did you put her to sleep" ?, and so many other questions that lay unanswered in front of the language barrier...
We have to wait, again, untill Sarah Lou is laid close to her so that eventually her eyes open and irradiates hapiness. Wave of love submerging our fears and expectations, she is born, and both of us are here to take care of her.
Since then, we stick together, except for a few hours spent in my office.
Welcome to you Sarah Lou !
Dad and Mom
After 9 months in the warmth of her mom's belly, our little Sarah Lou came to the world on 29th of May 2007, at 4:15 PM, in Beijing.
She weights 3.4 Kg, and is 55 cm long, she is perfect...
It is hard for me to describe my first encounter with my daughter, as after half an hour of shaky waiting, in front of the operation theater, seeing her coming out wrapped in a blue blanket, her tiny face hardly coming out of the clothe was something of a shock, bringing together fear, but above all a curious attraction towards the fragile being looking at me with wide opened eyes.
In the flash of a moment, the nurse puts her in my arms, and we start making contact, establishing a mute dialogue between our two shy and curious beings.
Moment out of time where nothing else exists but the look of the child diving in your eyes... I whisper a "Welcome Sarah Lou" and time already flies again, Sarah Lou is brought upstairs in a glance for the postnatal check up and I remain knocked out in the empty corridor.
Then the question pops "How is the mum"? A weak "Mama zenme yang"? slowly makes its way through my dry throat to land on the surgeon's ear, who quickly comforts me :"Dou hao le, dou hao le, ta xia yi ge xiaoshi yao hui fanjian li". Another hour to wait before seeing her... Long momentum, squeezed between the happiness of the birth, and prays for the mum, so that she comes back quick, to admire Sarah Lou too, her who wished so much for a natural birth, and that eventually had to accept a cesarian.
And Sarah Lou coming back from the care center, already asking for her first breastfeed... What to do... We did not think about buying formula, as we decided to breastfeed... Pujee's abscence becomes even heavier.
We have to decide something, we will give some sugar water to Sarah for her to wait. And it works, during half a babybottle that she swallows hungrily, first contact of her inside with the outside world.
Eventually the mum comes in, knocked with pain, fear rises, "what happened", "why did you put her to sleep" ?, and so many other questions that lay unanswered in front of the language barrier...
We have to wait, again, untill Sarah Lou is laid close to her so that eventually her eyes open and irradiates hapiness. Wave of love submerging our fears and expectations, she is born, and both of us are here to take care of her.
Since then, we stick together, except for a few hours spent in my office.
Welcome to you Sarah Lou !
Dad and Mom
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