On my own 2 feet

Lyra is barely 6.5 months and that little imp is able to stand while holding on to the sides of her cot! For these couple of days, she has taken to 'secretly' practising and perfecting her standing and 2-step wobbling at wee hours, 2.30am to be exact, to the frustration of her sleep deprived mom. Of course, at the end of 2 hours of strenuous wobbly standing, falling, climbing and standing, and shuffling, Lyra would be tired and totally 'mang zhang'. And her poor sleep deprived mom would not only have to tolerate her cries and screams, but also feed and rock her to sleep.

But despite the lack of sleep and migraine as a result sleep deprivation, it is a joy to watch her. You should see the proud look on her face when she managed to stand and she would give a grunt of "Erh", as if she is calling to you, saying, "Hey! Look at me Mom! Look at what I could do!". I'll try to capture her triumphant look to share. I'm immensely proud of her.

And I recently came up with a song which I sing to her to sooth her back to sleep The tune is somewhat Celtic, although the tune changes every time. The lyrics is as below.

There was a sweet baby girl
and Lyra was her name
She has pretty eyes, a voice so soft
this wondrous little dame

Flowers bloom when she gives a smile
Sprinkle of rain when she gives a sigh
And I'm blessed of blessed
that this darling baby's mine.

I'll hold her close, wrapped in an embrace
My gift from heaven, my proof of Grace
I'll love her forever and ever
so never fear, my precious baby Lyra.