Adam on the other hand....is a tiny version of adult, pampered me, where everything must be prim and proper before his body can be put down to sleep. And no..he will not go to sleep by himself. You can pat his bottom for hours, sang a million song and he will still wail sadly because he is sleepy but is unable to drop to sleep. If I were in kampung, the whole neighbourhood would be arriving at my house by this time to set up a buai. Adam needs fresh and warm breastmilk, cozy place (read: ibu's lap), aircond at the right setting and all should be quiet and serene. Woe betide if I were to transfer him to his babycot.
Wonder what will it be if I were to have a few more kids.
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