10 Months Old Today!

My Dear Son,

Today, Alhamdulilah, you are 10 months old, crawling everywhere and holding onto anything that could help you stand. May Allah (SWT) protect and watch over you as you challenge yourself with those daring tricks. Ameen.

At 10 months you love scratching out things under the kitchen table, probably because that’s the only place where there are things for you to scratch out.

Your best skill, I think, is something your dad taught you: opening and closing small containers. And when we put some yummy snacks inside, you carefully lift the lid and nicely sit and eat.

You’ve certainly improved in your ability to make yourself heard. You scream as soon as I set foot out the door, whether your dad’s there or not. You cry and shout as if something happened to you. Really!

Sometimes you repeat what you hear us say, shouting out bits of utterances in your own little way. You can call your dad, it sounds something like “da-dee”. Can’t quite say “mo-mee” yet. The other day though, over Skype, I’m pretty sure, you said “un-ty ka-ya” or something like that. Made Aunty Kaya’s day!

Your favourite thing to eat these days is cucumber. You like to hold it whole, like a stick.

You prefer your dad to make you sleep, unless I let you doze on the breast, but your iron supplement (which you’ve been taking very nicely Alhamdulilah) is the last thing you have at night and you’re not allowed to have milk for at least an hour afterwards. So, Dad to the rescue!

Your teeth are coming out nicely mashaAllah. Four at once, if not more. The two bottom middle ones are half way out and the two top middles are on their way. The one on the right side is ahead. Four teeth coming at once and, Alhamdulilah, you’re not in any discomfort or pain, just a bit of drooling.

As far as eating goes, about two days ago, we bought you follow on formula in the hope that, in addition to breast milk, it could give you the vitamins and nutrients you need, especially iron, and make you fat. I felt hesitant about giving you formula and doubted that you’d take it. I should have listened to that feeling because, just as I’d thought, you refused to drink it. Uh-uh, you will not compromise breast milk. It just so happens that I later read that all your nutrition and vitamins, at least until you’re 1, is in breast milk. Any food you eat before 1 is just extra, even unnecessary. How could formula or anything else compare to the barakah and blessing of breast milk? Indeed, breast is best. It seems you knew that better than I did. Once again, I have learnt a lesson that you taught me.

With love,



Bring on the Pancakes! :)

My Dear Son,

The time has come, Alhamdulilah! Bring on the pancakes! 🙂 That first little tooth is finally emerging. Yesterday, you put my finger in your mouth, as you sometimes do, and there it was, a pointy piece of a bottom tooth. 🙂 InshaAllah, we hope to meet Mr. Tooth No. 1 soon. I don’t know how long it takes to shoot out, but I’m guessing around a week.

Yesterday, you were fine, Alhamdulilah, your normal happy self. Today, though, I can see the symptoms coming. You’re clingy, a bit crabby, restless yet very tired, and feverish. Last night you didn’t sleep well and you’re refusing to let me put anything on your gums, but, Alhamdulilah, you still open your mouth for some biscuit snacks and, Alhamdulilah, you accepted a bit of oats this morning. But, overall, it seems the breasts are the ultimate soother, Alhamdulilah. May Allah, Most Compassionate, make this an easy and quick time for you, my baby, Ameen.

With love,