Archive | March, 2015

My adorable 21 months old

27 Mar

He didn’t want to sleep last night even though it was lights off and his bedtime. I wasn’t feeling myself and kind of in pain, having coughing fits so I just wanted to sleep.

He was singing some nursery rhymes while rolling around in bed. I was facing away from him and started laughing to myself as I didn’t want to entertain him for fear of him not falling asleep soon.

Little boy: ok now wheels on the bus. Ready on your marks get set go, the wheels on the bus goes round and round…the mummy on the bus goes I love you I love you I love you, the daddy on the bus goes shh shh shh…all day long. Ok now abcd, ready get set go, abcdefghijkl…..Ok now the wheels on the bus…..and he went a few round until he fell asleep.

My little boy is growing and so is my love for him!

Yesterday he had a fall in school and I saw how Allah answers our prayers so fast when we are sincere. This is my hypothesis because I will never know Allah’s reason for answering my prayers. I was on my way for. Home visit to Bukit batok and I knew we would pass toa payoh but mum wasn’t home from fetching little boy yet so I could drop by for a little while. Fortunately, there was an accident on the expressway and the taxi detoured and entered toa payoh. I immediately told him to swing by my mum’s place and after waiting for a few seconds, I saw mum and son at the lift few yards away. I told the taxi driver to hold on while I ran to my son to see if he is ok. Showered him hugs and kisses before I hopped onto the taxi to continue onto my original destination.

Allah works in wonders. Alhamdulilah. And he protected my son from harm.


I don’t want…said my 21 month old

9 Mar

It’s been sometime since I wrote in this space, there were moments I thought would be nice to capture but just didn’t find the time.

In my very limited spare time on the way to work, or at home, I contemplate what I would want to use it for in between work, course work, catching up with family, reading and preparing for the second little one, reading up on the first little one’s idiosyncrasies and just relaxing.

With a little one, there have been many changes. He is speaking better now Alhamdulilah 🙂 yesterday myself and the husband experienced how animated he can be and he really made me laugh out loud. He has been a little more strong willed in the things he want to do . He wants to exercise his right.
I dont want ummi go pray…I don’t why ayah. I don’t want Syukri. I don’t want eat cereal. I don’t want to sleep. I don’t want to drink milk. Later on, when he wants he will drink the milk on his own. He will also tell us what he wants. I want to play plastacine. I want to see moon. I want play some more. I want biscuit. I want ummi. I want ayah.

I like to see how he interacts with strangers too…he will wave when asked to and say hello aunty with no hesitation most times. When we walked past a neighbor’s place and there was a little dog barking. He stood there and watched. I pushed him past the entrance but he came back to stand in front of the gate where the dog is and said hello dog. He seemed unfazed by the dog barking. When we were leaving, he stood at the gate and looked for the dog who was in a room in the house barking. He wanted to see the dog again and also because we said he could say goodbye to the dog.

When we bring him to the playground, most times he would be more interested in what is going on around the playground and less in the playground itself. I noticed this especially when it’s not a.New playground. If its his first time there he would play quite long. If it isn’t, he would look for the motorcycle, the cat lurking, the boy on the bicycle, the girl on the roller skates, the ants, the vehicles on the road etc. I wonder if it’s because of his curiousity of the surroundings and or which I hope i played a part in cultivating amidst his own thirst for knowledge.

I sense his need to interact more with others but I do sometimes restrict him which I hope to change so that he would be more free to explore new relationships.