Not Prepared

Little Lady has not asked to be breastfed for more than 2 weeks. Instead of telling me "Mummy I want milk" she now says "Mummy make milk".

Part of me would love to celebrate for successfully weaning her off without much hasssle but part of me missed those 'moments' together. Those quiet moments of watching her, talking to her and singing lullaby.

She is growing more independent each day. And so does her confidence. She would go for her Sunday classes, participating in all activities without having to hold my hands like how she used to. She will sit on the floor (or on a chair) on her own listening to the teachers telling stories to the class while her peers will sit on the laps of their parents.

She will tell me what she wants and will carefully choose options placed before her. She takes instructions well and yes she still whines which could drive me up the wall at times!

Thinsg that she used to be afraid off now no longer scares her. She has learned to be brave somehow and had once withstand the pain of a needle sticking into her for a regular jab, without a sound.

My Little Lady is growing so much these days that I seemed to have trouble carrying her in my arms because of her weight.

I was told by her Sunday School teachers that she might be ready to be on her own in the class. But I am not very sure that I am ready for that. I guess there is no manual to teach me as a parent, how to let our child to just grow.

When I was expecting a baby, I read books on what to expect when you are expecting, hoping that the very least I will be fully equipped and ready to have a child in my life. But how wrong was I. Those books forgot one thing...they forgot to mention that the moment I conceived my child, my child has never, never stop growing.

I thought I could freeze those moments when she was a baby or when she turned one. Instead it went on so fast that sometimes it was just like yesterday when she was still in her diapers and mittens.

Every now and then I will steal a moment or two and smell her ruffled hair, just like how I used to do when she was a baby sleeping soundly in my arms.

*Sigh*

Weekend

2 MONTHS! That is how long I have left my blog cold.

Sometimes I wish I could just freeze the time for a moment to take a breather and smell the roses. But time is such a luxury these days.

Daddy Yeoh will be away this weekend on a photography assignment. So it is just me and the Little Lady. Had planned to spend a little time on Saturday with my sister to do some catch up, leaving the the little ones in the care of the grandparents who self voluntered to babysit them. And on Sunday, Little Lady and I will have some 'mummy and me' time.

Ooh! I just cant wait for the weekend...

A Little Change

Little Lady is making quite a progress. She has not suck her fingers for the past 2 nights. Sadly I can't say the same for her afternoon naps...yet.

At the same time, Daddy Yeoh and I have been trying to cut down her TV time. For the past few nights, we have refused to turn on the TV for her. Instead, we spend time playing jigsaw, drawing on her Doodle or read a book to her. It is not only an adjustment for her but for me as well.

I confess that I tend to let her sit infront of the TV a little too often, especially on the weekdays, so that I could get things done around the house or just park myself on the lazy chair to have a-no-brainer-moment after a long day at work. Entertaining a kid is hard work! Atleast for me it is :)

This is a list of things that I failed to do...

1. Read to her every night...
2. Pray with her every night...
3. Talk to her as often as possible...
4. Sing with her all the time...
5. Dance with her all the time...
6. And every other thing that a mother should be doing for her kid age 0-3 years.

Yup! I am guilty of all the above cause I am just darn tired when I get back from work. Sigh! That's my motherhood :) BUT I am making a little effort now to change...not so that I can have a genius kid...but just for me and my Little Lady to bond and to make up for those times I am away at work.

A Brave Little Lady

I was trying to wean Little Lady off from sucking her left middle and fourth fingers. She will suck her fingers two together whenever she is sleepy or upset since she was a baby. It was her way of comforting herself. I have to constantly wipe her hands clean.

Once she found a chewing gum left by some irresponsible kid/adult and I frantically washed her hand in the public toilet over and over again before she pop her fingers in. It was a very stressful moment for me.

I tried pulling her fingers out and telling her no. But she will insist in popping them in and will use all her might to put them in her mouth if I were to hold her hand down. Her constant sucking cause a lump of skin to developed on her fourth finger. I wasn’t worry too much about that but more of what goes in!

Last night we spend a little time together at home as Daddy Yeoh was away for a meeting in Church. We played with her Doddle and on it I drew a man and told her the story of Jesus. Then I explained to her that Jesus loves us very much. I then taught her to ask Jesus to heal the skin on her finger and explained that our fingers has lots of germs and that she should not put them in her mouth.

I asked Little Lady to say “Jesus heal me”

Instead my Little Lady kept saying “No!No!” and said this…

“Jesus heep me!”

I tried correcting her and said “Jesus heal me”

Again she said “No!No! Jesus heep me”

I then asked her this “Are you asking Jesus to HELP you?”

She nodded her head.

“You want Jesus to help you not to put fingers in your mouth?”

She nodded yes.

And that night as I laid beside her in bed, she tossed and turned and pushed me to turn my back towards her so that she could popped her fingers in but I kept reminding her that Jesus will help her. Once or twice she will ask Jesus to help her. Then it came to a point, it was just too much that she cried holding her fingers infront of her. After much tossing and turning she finally fell asleep without her fingers in her mouth.

Looking at how hard she tried, I knew it was it was hard for a 2 yo to control but she was indeed my brave little girl…