I got home last night and Danish was in a foul mood. He was fussy and crying and didn't want to be comforted. Obviously after his shot, the boy has not been sleeping well of late. Either he doesn't feel well, he's getting very hungry every couple of hours or he's having bad dreams. Trouble is, he can't talk yet to tell us his demands, so he just cries. Maybe it was the shot after all. I tried giving him his teat which both of us at first planned on not giving; fearing it might become a habbit. I even put him in his last night's sleeping position. Five minutes later he was fast asleep. He slept for a couple of hours. We woke him up to change his diaper and so that Hani could feed him a little. Then she put on his night clothes and put him to bed. He slept another 10 hours at least, with one short time of wakefulness around 6:30 this morning when he woke up long enough to tell us he was hungry and for Hani to feed him. Hani told me he's been in a pretty good mood all day. I would be too if I got to sleep 16 out of 24 hours!

This morning I asked Hani if I could make a list of things that Danish does that I have a problem with, then when he's older and can understand, show him the list and give him a well-deserved spanking. She laughed. It was very early and it was dark and I was groggy, so I'm not sure if it was a 'my-gosh-you're-brilliant' laugh, or more of a 'good-heavens-you're-an-idiot' laugh. Either way I'm starting the list, just in case. Then she says I'll never spank him, that I'll chicken out,... that I just love our son so much and wouldn't hurt him. Uh huh. What did I say? Nothing, I just laughed. Let her figure out what it meant.

Posted by Wan Mohd Fahimi @ 4:06 PM