All About Your Child

When I was hanging out the laundry today, I saw this :

My neighbour staying below my unit, was sun-bathing her daughter’s Winnie the Pooh Bear. Something so cute dangling 9 storey high, must be quite scary for that huggable.

Carried my 3-year-old to see this uncommon sight.

“Mommy, why got Winnie the Pooh there?”

“He is sun-bathing.”

“Why?”

“Maybe he just bathed.”

“I want to bathe my bear-bear too. Then I can hang bear-bear out sun-bathing too.”

Wriggled down and ran to the room, took his white bear, dump it into the basin and turned on the tap. In less than 2 seconds, “Ok! Hang bear-bear out.”

And so I did as I was commanded. Almost at that very moment my hands left his bear, Binbin said, “Bear-bear very scared.”

“You want bear-bear to come in?”

“Mm.” Nodding vigorously.

Took the bear in and handed it to it’s owner, who hug it a little and frown, “But he very wet! Hang him out again.”

“But you said he is very scared, right?”

“Nevermind, he so wet, he can’t sleep with me. Hang him out. HUmph!” Crossed his arms and stomped out of the kitchen, as if to avoid hearing the plea from the bear ‘don’t hang me out, don’t hang me out….’

Its amazing how he can make decision logically more than emotionally nowadays….I love handling 3 years-old, their characteristics are just so fun.

M.I.A, my excuse reason? I was bedridden. Yes, the nurse has collapsed.

On Tuesday 4.30am, I was still sponging Keatkeat to get his fever down. Not too much of the hives thing now, but his fever seem to have a habit of visiting him at night.

At 7am I was supposed to wake him up for school. Instead, I couldn’t move myself. Tweety birds were chipping and flying around my head. My whole body was aching right to my toes.

With all my might, tapped onto Allan’s arm and plead, “I’m really sick, feeling giddy, bring Keatkeat to school.”

After depositing Keatkeat, the still-sick-Allan came back to give me a full hour of sponging, Binbin was stroking my hair…my chest…my face, “Mommy….you better now….like that you feel better now?…..” only after an hour did my temperature dropped down to 37.8 Degrees Celsius. For that hour, I wished I was sick forever…..(It must be the fever that’s making me think weird thoughts.)

Ever since it started, I have been having yo-yo fever. I don’t remember feeling so terrible when I had fever, or maybe I’ve forgotten, it’s been a hundred year since I last had fever.

What’s killing me isn’t the heat, its the pain from my back and my head. I couldn’t lie down, sit up, walk in baby steps, stand with full support, there simply isn’t a comfortable position.

Now that I am feeling more like a human, put up a quick post to say I am still alive and kicking, just that it isn’t with the-striker-kick-to-the-goal-post kind of strength.

Thank you everyone, hives are far away from my boys now, since medication won’t help their condition, it must have been the invisible power from all your well-wishes that cured them. Thank You…..