Apparently the kids had destroyed the final level their cat tree when I was away. It was a good tree. Lasted 3 years. Now we needed another.

We found this one on sale for $69 (originally $99). FiveCatsDad said it was more stable than the rest although rather low. He reckoned they'd break the top few levels anyway.

The kids went berserk over it. First Buffy and Tux swatted the attached fake mouse like crazy and when I brought it to the kitchen for Sam and Kaku, Kaku grabbed it, groomed it, and grabbed it some more. By the time I brought the cam to take some shots, she'd moved to rubbing her face against the corners and sniffing the insides. Sam took a few sniffs too.

By morning, the mouse was lying quite far from the tree...

Kaku examines the tree



Tries to use her laser eyes to zap the mouse



Sam takes a sniff



On a separate note, it is lovely to see Boy, Buffy, and Tux sharing space now. Boy and Buffy are actually sleeping on the same couch head in the living room, although in the far corners.

Meanwhile, Jack slept at 1130pm, woke at 3.30am, 7am, and 10am a happy smiling baby. Even his Aunt Leng whom we had a lovely lunch with today commented how contented he is. :)

I'll bitch-slap anyone else who asks me when I am getting rid of my cats or tells me that my cats will sleep on my baby's face, or any other long-debunked claim. Get your facts straight and then talk to me.

Cats and Babies Can Co-exist
Murderous Moggies

As a new mom of a 2 month old baby, I learnt very quickly that being a mom means having to learn how to multitask very quickly or else you'll be sitting in bed on a donut cushion breastfeeding all day staring into space. This means:

* Doing laundry and carrying baby
* Making a meal and carrying baby
* Eating while carrying baby
* Pouring a glass of water while carrying baby
* Typing with one hand while carrying baby
* Surfing while feeding baby
* Drinking water while washing dishes
* Reading while feeding baby
* Reading while carrying baby

In either case, you'll need to build strong biceps and triceps or suffer the agonising pain of muscle tear for 2 days. I've gotten over that, thankfully.

I've also learnt to do things very quickly, in the time frame it takes for baby to not scream to scream, which could be anything from 1 minute to 4 hours. It's hard to tell sometimes, but depends where he is put.

* Hanging up laundry in 2 minutes
* Showering in 5 minutes
* Peeing in 1 minute
* Cooking in 5 minutes
* Changing in 1/2 minute
* Changing baby's diaper in 1/2 minute

Even sleeping in sessions ranging from 45 minutes to 4 hours (the latter, only 3 blessed times) will become second nature, and people will get used to your zombie-like state.

Technorati: multitask, baby, daily routine, daily schedule

... and she meowed at me this morning from the perimeter of her new domain (the storage section). I'd wondered where the meowing was coming from and I turned.

She sat there daintily meowing at me. I blinked at her and say hey. She looked at me, and leaped down and ran to the kitchen.

Boy is sitting beside Jack's stroller. :) Perhaps waiting for his Dad to finish putting the cushion cover back on his couch head.

[Source: BBC News]

Exposure to certain animals may prevent rather than trigger asthma and allergies, experts believe.

Lab workers who frequently handled research rodents had fewer allergic reactions to the animals as a result, an Imperial College London team found.

The researchers believe it is the type of exposure that is important.

A recent study found early childhood exposure to cats increased eczema risk, whilst early exposure to dogs appeared to be protective.

Exposure

The latest work, published in the American Journal of Respiratory and Critical Care Medicine, supports the "hygiene hypothesis" of asthma and allergic diseases.

According to the hygiene hypothesis, exposure to naturally occurring infections and microbes might essentially immunise against the development of asthma and allergies.

Dr Meinir Jones and her team suggest that the laboratory workers were experiencing a natural form of immunotherapy via exposure to animals through their occupation.

Dr Jones said: "Interestingly, this does not seem to be the case for other groups at risk of occupational asthma such as bakers and detergent manufacturers."

Natural immunity

She believes the difference lies in the fact that lab workers get exposure not only through inhalation but also through the skin if they are bitten or scratched.

Among the 689 lab workers they studied, those who had antibodies in their blood that were specifically produced in response to the rodent allergens had a two-fold reduced risk of developing work-related chest symptoms than those who had only non-specific antibodies in their blood.

Furthermore, the ratios of rodent-specific antibodies were highest in those lab workers who had handled the greatest number of rodents.

Another possibility is that workers handling a larger number of animals might have been exposed to greater levels of dirt and other microbes which may protect against allergic disease, as suggested by the hygiene hypothesis, said the authors.

Commenting on the research Dr Karen Pacheco of the National Jewish Medical and Research Centre in Denver, the US, said: "This approach suggests that peak exposures are more important for the development of immune responses to laboratory animals than average exposures."

A spokeswoman from Asthma UK said although the work was helpful, more research was still needed.

"This research helps us understand the risks people may face when working with animals. However, we still have much to learn about allergen exposure and and the risk of developing asthma."

Story from BBC NEWS:
http://news.bbc.co.uk/go/pr/fr/-/2/hi/health/5132674.stm

Published: 2006/07/03 00:12:38 GMT

© BBC MMVI

Last night was a tough one. I was wracked with muscle aches and couldn't carry baby but was able to muster some strength after some time with my friend, the koyok (all over my right arm), to lift him up and burp him. We finally put him to bed at midnight after hours of fussing.

Amazingly he slept till 4.30am. I woke up in relatively less pain and managed to pick him up and feed him. He was back in his cot at 5am and then woke again at 6am. My back protested violently this time and I decided to bring him to our bed one feed earlier this time.

He was quite awake and cooed till 7am when he finally dozed off. Some time from then till 11.15am he woke up and I fed him lying down. I could barely sit up for the 11am feed but reckoned my poor boobs needed a decent work out.

He was delighted after the feed. He cooed, smiled, and laughed, and did an explosive poop. Post-diaper change, I dressed him into his favourite (my favourite actually) Creysi romper and hugged him on the back-saving My Brest Friend thingy (thanks, Ma!).

Anyhoo, at the end of the day, I can only blame myself for my own poor nutrition. Weight's been falling off but I've been so tired. I weighed myself this morning and I've lost another 3kg. That's no consolation for my aching muscles all over and lowered immune system.

I'm catching a cold, partly from being tired, not eating enough, and from the multitudes of koyok on my arm, which are rather cold when exposed to the a/c. So today I need to run my immune booster plan, which really means more OJ and green tea, and some carbs.

Hubby fed me two raisin buns (hail carbs) and a glass of milk. I have a slice of cod in the oven now but I think, for the first time since teenhood, I'll need to load up on carbs for more energy. Drinking OJ now while baby dozes contentedly in his stroller sans music.

It was a late night for the three of us as we loitered around at Uncle Andrew's house. The guys played Xbox while Aunty Yi and I carried Jack and watched Legally Blonde.

An even tougher night for me after as Jack woke every 2-3 hours, more 2 than 3. I was quite buggered this morning but very amused that Jack has blown out a nostril-sized piece of snot from his nose!

The amazing critter has been amusing himself, laughing and cooing, by swatting a little yellow chickie toy someone bought for him I hung on his stroller. :) He's now smiling widely at his Grandma!

Poor Jack had a bad case of wind last night. I didn't manage to burp him and he was crying for half an hour before he finally got the gas out. I'd gone through the obvious checklist (not in that order):

1. Burp baby
2. Change diaper
3. Carry baby
4. Feed baby

He finally slept at midnight and didn't wake till 4am. I felt rather rested and he fed well. He went to sleep again at 5am but woke again when his tummy upset him at 5.45am. By the time I settled him beside his Dad and I (too tired to put him back in cot), it was 6am (or was it 7am?).

Mid-way he woke for a feed and I fed him lying down. We both dozed till 10am and I got up to feed him. Daylight was declared and I changed him to his ladybug shirt. We danced to Allan Sherman till he dozed and now he's happily napping on his stroller.

Meanwhile, I noticed Boy finished most of his food this morning. I'd given him a huge spoonful, so I am glad it isn't so much his health affecting his appetite than the prospect of shameless vultures circling him as he eats. :p