It finally took awhile to write things down but here it finally is. Most of my friends and family know that a week before Christmas 2016 on 17 December, that day was probably one of the worst days of my life. It was a day where i felt so helpless and for a fleeting second i thought i lost my baby boy Lennox. Warning: this is a long post!!! The day started off as any regular Saturday. Jürgen went off for taekwondo training around 10am and i spent the morning with Lennox playing and he usually takes a nap after lunch. He had a little cough since the night before but other than that he was his usual bubbly self the whole morning. Drowsy after a bath and lunch, i brought Lennox to bed and started breastfeeding as usual. He took awhile to totally nod off which was normal, but i noticed then that his whole body started to slightly shiver. I'm actually looking at texts that i sent to Jürgen at 1258pm that day; i told him about the shivering and that his teeth were chattering althoug
Crossfit Mommy from Singapore living in Holland, growing and having a ball with her blasian sons, Lennox (22/6/2015) and Sterling (7/3/2017). Fun posts with baby-led weaning recipe ideas, simple toddler activities, and the never ending trials & tribulations of being a 'foreign' mom in a strange land ;)