Two years ago today, a star was born.
Actually it was more like a tiny crying wrinkly thingy wrapped in a bundle…
Herro world!
It is still amazing that a 3.35kg baby can pop out of my sister’s belly. Anyway I’d spent a lot of time with Ryan, and it is difficult for me to say this because I still do not believe in divine power, but if blessed fits what I feel, then so be it.
One month old
I was the one who chose the name ‘Ryan’. I’d asked my sister if I could name the baby, and she said yes. I don’t know where the name ‘Ryan’ came from — sister was opposed to ‘Bryan’, but she agreed to ‘Ryan’. The reason I chose it was because I thought it was a nice sounding name, and at that time I didn’t think it was one of the popular names around. In fact, I don’t know anyone in real life named Ryan.
One step for mankind – first time Ryan holding his own milk bottle
Then later I found out that there was a whole bunch of babies and toddlers being named Ryan. My ex-housemate’s nephew, my ex-housemate’s newborn babe, the bright-eyed boy who used to be our neighbour, Stupe‘s baby…
Also found out later that ‘Ryan’ means ‘little king’. Uh.. what have I done…
Michelin Ryan at 6 months old
Despite all the crying that he is prone to, Ryan is actually quite a good kid (at this point of writing; shouldn’t be too sure about the future). It’d been quite interesting to see most of his ‘firsts’. My sister would gladly fill me in with what he has done, and would nudge him to do it again just so I could see it. His first time crawling, holding his own milk bottle, swaying to music, sloppily feeding himself, attempting to walk, walking, utter gibberish…
Ryan and auntie, March 2006
I’d been afraid that he wouldn’t like me. There might not be a reason not to like me, but you can’t be sure of how chemistry works. Thankfully he does like me, only when my mom is not around, that is…
See, the hierarchy goes this way: my mother, his mother, his two aunties.
Ryan at 8 months old fiddling with my laptop
Hari ini dalam Sejarah – 2006
Ever since I moved in with my sister, I’d been more involved with Ryan’s upbringing. Despite the period where he would cry or force himself to cry and wail non-stop, he’d basically been a breeze to look after. These days it’s even easier — just watch his favourite cartoons with him and he’d be contented. No, we try not to let him watch too much TV. Or take him out for a short ride, he loves that. Problem occurs when he doesn’t want to go home…
Ryan with his grandparents, CNY ’07
Ryan with his mama, should be sometime after CNY ’07
Oh well, he turns two today 😀 My parents are in town, probably going to go for dinner later. My sister bought a cake and made some jelly for him to share with the other kids at his play school, she also prepared some goodie bags filled with healthy and nutritious tit-bits that I told her the kids wouldn’t like, because it’s not fattening 😛
Happy birthday, big boy!