Lil Isaac was very uncooperative. He started fidgeting 1/4 way there. Then started "eh-eh-eh" at the halfway point before breaking into cries. -.o" I wasn't sure if he was hungry. He was mildly comforted when I gave up my seat and stood on the fairly crowded train to rock him.
Then 3/4 there, he started crying badly and I alighted from the train. I am not sure if he hated the crowd but cease crying when we alighted. I contemplated getting a cab there but we were in town and I figured that it wouldn't easy to get one. We reboard the train and Lil Isaac cried all the way to ICA. -.o"
I can feel all eyes on me. I wonder if I was getting disapproving looks for bringing a crying baby onboard and disturbing the peace but I couldn't care more. There I was, struggling with my bag, the sling and a baby who was crying as if he has been tortured. My hair was flying, pony tail coming off, totally no image at all. I was so glad to arrive at my destination.
He was a little better behaved in ICA. I tried to latch him but wasn't too successful. He was latching and crying and angry and scratching. He was only happier after we collected the passport and I freshen him up in the baby room. Oh, this is his passport photo.
I just had to grab a cab back. I have no more courage and strength to take the mrt back. It was a peaceful ride with Lil Isaac latching and falling asleep. Phew.
He is still sleeping and we are at the PD's clinic waiting for his 2nd 6-in-1 jab. I think he will cry his head off again. Should I brave the mrt home after the jab? Shivers...
Mummy Lim
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