Mark, Day 30

As I am typing this, Mark is exactly four weeks old—but I can’t really tell which day we are or whether it’s night or day because the past few weeks have been a blur. The last thing I remember, I was taking pictures between two contractions in Room 8, at the Civic Hospital, where Mark was going to make an entrance into the world. And here I am, tonight, wearing milk-stained clothes, sipping a Coke Zero and trying to stay awake—and sane.

We are a family. We have a family. It’s the three of us now, a multicultural household in a multicultural country. Writing this makes me smile. I am now a mother, Feng is a father and we have a child. It still feels unreal but yet strangely natural.

Yet we are such an unlikely family. I am French, Feng is Chinese, we met in Beijing, we both ended up with a Canadian citizenship and living in Ottawa, and Mark was “made” in Central America… what were the chances!

So here is our first month as a family… in numbers:

Diapers changed: about a billion (sorry landfill, sorry environment!). Damn you City of Ottawa for switching to bi-weekly garbage pickup just now!

Car trips taken late in the night in a desperate attempt to put Mark to sleep: two. Oh and he did fall asleep in the car seat… but woke up as soon as we stopped in the driveway.

Clothes thrown away: one (cheap) white onesie, following a particularly nasty pooping incident. You don’t want the details, trust me. Side question, who decided that baby clothes should be white? Seriously!

Mail Mark received: many cute cards (thank you all!), his birth certificate, health card and SIN card. Yep, buddy, Big Brother is already watching you!

Pictures taken: about two hundred, including some silly ones I will definitely post on his Facebook wall when he is a teen. Revenge is a dish best served cold, honey.

Number of nipples sucked on a daily basis by a hungry beast: two. And unfortunately, the “hungry beast” is not Feng, nor this is a metaphor for kinky bedroom time.

Number of times Mark ends up sleeping with either of us: about 70% of the time. He uses us as giant pillows and can wake up the second we attempt to leave the bed.

Number of times Mark slept through my in-law’s visits: all of them. Even though everyone was shouting out around him in Mandarin. Go figure.

Number of times I drank my tea cold: 30 times. The last time I drank it hot was at the hospital, shortly after giving birth, when Mark was sleeping… like a baby. Ah ah.

Number of times I say “ah, just let him cry for a minute” and last about thirty second before picking him up: twenty times a day. Do the math.

Number of times I passed out while breastfeeding: at least once. That I rememb—zzzzzzzzzzz…….

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28 Comments

  1. Isa November 12, 2012 at 8:47 am

    Ahahaha! Oh my god, this article is hilarious. I would love to take you out to drink a hot tea, one day! 😉

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    1. Zhu November 12, 2012 at 10:41 am

      Let plan it now… or not because by the time we meet the tea will be cold again! 😉

      Reply
  2. Jeruen November 12, 2012 at 11:27 am

    Awesome post! Sometimes it’s posts like these that make parenting rewarding. You should save this until when he is older and show it to him later, and see how he reacts. 🙂

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    1. Zhu November 13, 2012 at 12:01 pm

      It’s tough for we try to keep a sense of humour!

      Reply
  3. Priyank November 12, 2012 at 12:01 pm

    Hungry beast.. ahh I read it as hungry breast. It was very entertaining 😉

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    1. Zhu November 13, 2012 at 12:01 pm

      😆 It could work either way!

      Reply
  4. Lily November 12, 2012 at 2:35 pm

    I think we’ve got our solution here: just keep shouting around in Mandarin to keep Mark asleep!!!

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    1. Zhu November 13, 2012 at 12:01 pm

      But it doesn’t work with my French accent in Mandarin…!

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      1. Lily November 13, 2012 at 2:23 pm

        Er… record your in-laws then??

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        1. Zhu November 14, 2012 at 11:01 am

          I may resort to that! 😆

          Reply
  5. N November 12, 2012 at 8:05 pm

    I would very often fall asleep with the baby (or babies) latched to the breast(s)… and wake up hours later with them still asleep were I left them. Oh the memories…

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    1. Zhu November 13, 2012 at 12:02 pm

      Okay, makes me feel better–I’m not the only one!

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        1. Zhu November 14, 2012 at 11:02 am

          This is a great idea, and one of my friends just suggested the same. Definitely giving it a try, thank you so much!

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  6. Nigel November 13, 2012 at 12:09 am

    > includ­ing some silly ones I will def­i­nitely post on his Face­book wall when he is a teen. Revenge is a dish best served cold, honey.

    Haha, I have a ton of pictures and videos of my cousin from around when he was born. It’ll be awesome to post them on his FB wall when he’s a teen.

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    1. Zhu November 13, 2012 at 1:28 pm

      Revenge revenge, eh? 🙂 Glad FB din’t exist when I was a kid! I’m naked on most of my kid pics 😆

      Reply
  7. Katherina November 13, 2012 at 5:20 am

    It must be so tiring and yet sweet to have him around. I would probably fall asleep taking pictures of him… he’s so cute, by the way – an amazing mix!

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    1. Zhu November 13, 2012 at 1:28 pm

      Thank you! I’m curious to see the changes as he grows up, ethnicity-wise.

      Reply
  8. barb November 13, 2012 at 10:17 am

    Hi Zhu,
    You will have a million more of these stories once Mark turns one! It is all hands on experience and you know in the end that it is for the right cause.

    Wait until your family in Nantes will get to meet Mark.
    Priceless moments in family life.
    X

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    1. Zhu November 13, 2012 at 1:29 pm

      They met him via webcam so far but yes, I can’t wait! Kids are fun… tiring but fun. We try to keep a sense of humour at least!

      Reply
  9. shionge November 13, 2012 at 6:47 pm

    Hehehe……so fun right 🙂 I missed all these moments now that my girls are into their teen/young adult so enjoy all these precious time Zhu 😀

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    1. Zhu November 14, 2012 at 11:01 am

      Every mother says that! I can see why, but I find the baby stage tough!

      Reply

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