All About Your Child

These are the lovables I see every Sunday when I am at my in-law’s place. But it has been different for the past couple of Sundays….

Now that my eldest niece (girl in pink dress), CH, can no longer join us because of the change in her swimming lessons…

She used to have her swimming lessons on Saturday afternoon, but because of her improvements, she is being allocated to another group that swims on Sunday.

Every Sunday, she is always coming up with ideas on what to play. My SIL told me that when the lightbulb on her head lights up during the week, she would start ‘preparing the props’ even as early as Wednesday….

Though ZY (girl with the sling bag) and CH argue often, and the ‘peace’ now is very much appreciated, but I still feel empty… somehow… its just not the same anymore…

This is my side of the ‘feeling-differently’….

As for Binbin, Sundays will not be the same anymore too.

Binbin loves to sit in my nephew’s walker because it has a steering wheel! He treats it like a racing car and its always the first thing he does the moment he stepped into the house.

Binbin also looked forward to go to my in-laws place every Sunday for another reason:

He loves to sit in the small pail and pretend to be asleep in it. I guess curling up like that gives him the comfort of what it used to be like when he was in my tummy…

Today, HE COULD NOT FIT IN. He tried. I stopped him, I was so afraid the pail will fall apart!

He was upset… but accepted the fact that he will never be in the pail again when he bathe there on future Sundays….

(Photos were taken some months ago)

On Thursday, Keatkeat was in a very good mood. After school ended around 12noon, he played happily with his hot-tempered brother for the entire afternoon without actually getting into a fight…

Keatkeat didn’t want to take his usual afternoon nap at 3pm but fell asleep on his own at 5pm+ when I was telling a story to them while they lie on their mattress…either my story was damn boring (*laugh*) or he had over-stretched his limits of staying awake.

After sunset, I tried to wake him up, he refused. He didn’t even whine. He looked as if he was hammered on the head and was completely knocked out. Being the go-with-the-flow kind of Mommy, I left him alone after trying to wake him up at intervals of half hour till it was 9pm! Yes, I didn’t bother to wake him up even though I knew he hasn’t had dinner and he should…

At 11pm+, in a drowsy tone, he called out, “Mommy, I want milk milk…” Without second thoughts, I gave him the milk he requested. He gulped down that 250ml of white liquid in super fast speed and concussed again!

The next morning, Friday, he woke up on his own at 7am for school! ON HIS OWN!!!!

Every Friday, it is Allan’s duty to wake him up for school. Though it may sound as if we fail our maths, we think it is FAIR that I wake up extra early from Monday-Thursday to bring my 4year old to school and take a break on Friday.

Allan was more than surprised to see Keatkeat walked out of the bedroom to greet him in the kitchen when he was preparing his snack for school!

With 14HOURS OF SLEEP Keatkeat was an ANGEL the entire Yesterday! He had huge appetite for lunch and dinner and was smiling throughout. Giving in to his brother like he had never done before. Helping us (parents) in small ways like taking our slippers for us when we were preparing to go out for dinner. Even for his usual ‘home-study period’, he did all the worksheets (I gave) perfectly well without me saying, “Can you pay ATTENTION please?!”… he was just so abnormally-good!

But today was very different from yesterday…

Other than his usual unpredictable self, he finally felt what is the real sense of loss.

My boys love to play in the bedroom more than their play corner. They like to roll the cars on the bed and would form tunnels and high cliffs using the bolsters and pillows. They somersaulted their hot-wheels cars in the air as the 4-wheeled metals fly off the cliffs.

I’ve told them many times that it is DANGEROUS to play near the window (my bed is pushed against the wall, just next to the window). Dangerous for their cars, NOT THEM.

Told them countless of times that there might be a possibility that their hot wheels will just fly out of the window and crashed to the ground. The level I’m at is 2-digit, so crashing to the ground could be THE-END of the ‘life’ of that car.

Kids or even Teenagers are usually in the Seeing-IS-Believing category. Nothing you say will REALLY register in their little heads till THE BIG ‘IT’ eventually happened.

Lo and Behold, after several months of ignoring their Mommy’s warning, IT happened today.

When I was reading my newly purchased book, ‘The 7 Habits of Highly Effective People’, Keatkeat ran out of the bedroom, braked in front of me, clutching his hands with head slightly tilted-down, spoke in the softest voice ever, “Mommy, my blue car fall out of the window accidental…ly *WAILED*”

He was sobbing away and I was going, “See?! Didn’t I tell you that THIS would happened? ” He nodded unwillingly, he still have that pride in him that goes, “Damn! Mommy is RIGHT again!” Kids being kids…understandable… I was like that too, wasn’t you?

“I just hop it didn’t fall onto anyone’s head…did you hear screams after the car fell out of the window?” I continued.

So we went down with a heavy heart, Keatkeat was prepared to see his favourite blue hot-wheels car in pieces, but IT was in perfect condition! Though it lay wrong side up, it was completely ‘healthy’! I was amazed! To fall from that height and still be in one piece, it was almost unbelievable!

Keatkeat was almost in tears when he picked it up – tears of JOY!

(I’m really impressed with the workmanship of hot-wheels cars, REALLY IMPRESSED! Kudos!)