Woohooo!! Look at Me Hands!

Look Daddy! Bunny Ears! No kidding. This kid has amazing control of his fretful hands. He uses them to punch people who love him, and push away the breast that feeds. And to humble himself once in a while, he puts them on his head to make strange funny faces. Just this afternoon, he did a left hand salute with the utmost dignity and sobriety.

And his belly is beginning to show! Gulping down a torrent of 100ml of milk each feed, this boy grew an amazing 600g in a week. Yes, a week. My mom says he had the same appetite as I had when I was a weeny little boy, but I am just amazed. Simply amazed.

They say that kids grow quickly, and I never knew that they meant it literally. In just 10 days since Daniel erupted into this world, he has visited two hospitals, one clinic (several times), had 2 injections, had another 8 needles poked all over his body for blood, suffered from erythema toxicum something something (little red patches with pus in the centre), changed more than a hundred diapers (during which he tried out 4 different brands), drank about 7kg of milk (twice his weight -- just imagine the amount of poop), shed off his umbilical cord, met more than 50 relatives and friends (not to mention more than 10 nurses fussing over him), experienced the coolness of a mustela barrier cream on his ass, peed on his mom, pooped (catapulted, rather) on his confinement lady, driven around more than 5 times in a car, enjoyed sun tanning three times, made 4 new friends (soft-toys), and well! Can anyone say that about himself or herself in the past ten days? Holed up in the cubicle, typing out emails and reports -- boy, if only life ahead will be just as interesting =)