Thursday, June 16, 2005
A different lifestyle altogether
Since yesterday, I took on the role of a full-time mum and housewife as my in-laws went for a short holiday. The day just seem to pass so fast. The routine goes like this.
When the alarm rings at 6.45, I make breakfast for the family. At 7am, Jo will wake up and smile alot. He looks the most radient in the early morning. Then he'll have his milk and play a little. Almost an hour after bath, he'll take his morning nap. This usualy last about 2 hrs. During this time, is my chance to get the laundry done and wash up the dishes from breakfast. If I'm lucky enough, I may get the opp for a news read or email check. This takes me to about 12 noon.
I can see the little boy strectching is his rocker, tossing and rubbing his eyes. If I don't get there soon, my ears will suffer from his screams and shrieks. Lunch time is my most hateful period. I try to feed him some unpolished rice paste. The preparation is not that difficult compared to the delivery into the little boy's mouth. He needs continuous feeding and contact with the spoon. 1 sec slow and you find him booing and blowing bubbles. Now all the paste is over the chair and my shirt. Worse still, he helps himself to his fingers, making a mess of everything. By pulling his hands out of his mouth, he shows his displeasure by spitting the paste again. OMG! I couldn't stand it. Cute the action it may be but certainly not when a massive clean-up is required. Worse still, my mil don't seem to have this problem. I feel sick. Anyway, by 1, the worse is over, now is time for me to play acrobat and entertain. Juggle the ball, make funny faces and noises, sometimes teach abc to a un-interested child. One act that doesn't suit him and there goes the yelling and booing again. *sigh*
By 2 plus, he will grow tired and bored, its time for his 2nd nap of the day. Phew.. now its the time for me to clear up all the gimmicks and toys that i have taken out just now. Ironing clothes plus preparing for my lessons when school starts. Also have to start taking out the frozen food for cooking later.
At 4, its milk time again. The acrobat returns. Normally, i will try take him out for a short walk to woodlands mart and return to bathe him. He is a han bao-bao. By 6 to 7, a short nap is needed or else face the yells again. the problem is this little boy doesn't have a fix time table. So a lot of trial and error needed.
After dinner is fixed, at about 8 plus, its time for a clean up and last meal before he retires to bed. An hour later.. the little boy finds zz monster creeping up to his door and he becomes cranky. Its time to pat gei ta sui.
Suprisingly, everything ends by 10. In the past with tuitions and so on.. 10 is the time Guan and I reach home. In fact that's an underestimate. A child needs a normal family, routine life. Despite all the booing and raising my voice and small disciplinary actions, I am glad to have a go at this lifestyle. At least i feel like a mother. A mother, entertain and perform to see his smiles, yell and scold only to hear his cries. However, I think I'm better at working like a mad dog at my paid job. Family and work... to what level of integration is best? This require wisdom and the Lord's blessings. An open heart and a logical mindset.
When the alarm rings at 6.45, I make breakfast for the family. At 7am, Jo will wake up and smile alot. He looks the most radient in the early morning. Then he'll have his milk and play a little. Almost an hour after bath, he'll take his morning nap. This usualy last about 2 hrs. During this time, is my chance to get the laundry done and wash up the dishes from breakfast. If I'm lucky enough, I may get the opp for a news read or email check. This takes me to about 12 noon.
I can see the little boy strectching is his rocker, tossing and rubbing his eyes. If I don't get there soon, my ears will suffer from his screams and shrieks. Lunch time is my most hateful period. I try to feed him some unpolished rice paste. The preparation is not that difficult compared to the delivery into the little boy's mouth. He needs continuous feeding and contact with the spoon. 1 sec slow and you find him booing and blowing bubbles. Now all the paste is over the chair and my shirt. Worse still, he helps himself to his fingers, making a mess of everything. By pulling his hands out of his mouth, he shows his displeasure by spitting the paste again. OMG! I couldn't stand it. Cute the action it may be but certainly not when a massive clean-up is required. Worse still, my mil don't seem to have this problem. I feel sick. Anyway, by 1, the worse is over, now is time for me to play acrobat and entertain. Juggle the ball, make funny faces and noises, sometimes teach abc to a un-interested child. One act that doesn't suit him and there goes the yelling and booing again. *sigh*
By 2 plus, he will grow tired and bored, its time for his 2nd nap of the day. Phew.. now its the time for me to clear up all the gimmicks and toys that i have taken out just now. Ironing clothes plus preparing for my lessons when school starts. Also have to start taking out the frozen food for cooking later.
At 4, its milk time again. The acrobat returns. Normally, i will try take him out for a short walk to woodlands mart and return to bathe him. He is a han bao-bao. By 6 to 7, a short nap is needed or else face the yells again. the problem is this little boy doesn't have a fix time table. So a lot of trial and error needed.
After dinner is fixed, at about 8 plus, its time for a clean up and last meal before he retires to bed. An hour later.. the little boy finds zz monster creeping up to his door and he becomes cranky. Its time to pat gei ta sui.
Suprisingly, everything ends by 10. In the past with tuitions and so on.. 10 is the time Guan and I reach home. In fact that's an underestimate. A child needs a normal family, routine life. Despite all the booing and raising my voice and small disciplinary actions, I am glad to have a go at this lifestyle. At least i feel like a mother. A mother, entertain and perform to see his smiles, yell and scold only to hear his cries. However, I think I'm better at working like a mad dog at my paid job. Family and work... to what level of integration is best? This require wisdom and the Lord's blessings. An open heart and a logical mindset.
# posted by Guan and Ad : 5:50 PM
