Light-hearted

Today, the chicken sandwich I had during the lunch date which I hoped to be light (due to having late breakfast) turned out to be not light at all.

As to how I am feeling at the mo.

Heavy, bloated, FAT. The opposite of lightness. And this low-waist jeans is not doing it any good either. The term muffin top actually had me in mind, I’m sure.

Oh-well, at least the weekend is here with an attempt to introduce the boy and his cousins to a Malaysian cartoon tomorrow.

And the 3 extra-full baskets of laundry, of course. Hehehe.

Have a nice weekend, all!

America

I slept early last night, so Imtiyaz was left to watch TV with his Babah. I was updated this morning of their conversation :

I want to go to America, Babah!

When Babah have extra money OK?

OK! You have? (extra money) I want to go to America.

So yes. He’s a very determined child.

Mom of the Year Award…

from Ms. B! Thank you so much dear, eventhough I do feel my journey of motherhood is still too early to deserve such award. If my mum blogs, I’d hand this over to her instead…

It seems that the award comes with a set of rules which are:

1. Admit one thing you feel awful about (involving being a mom). Once you have written it down, you are no longer allowed to feel bad. Remember you are a good mom!

2. List 7 things you love about your kids, you love doing with your kids, or that your kids love about you.

3. Send this to 5 other moms of the year that deserve a reminder that they too are the best moms that they can be. Remember to send them a note letting them know you have selected them, and also add a link to your post that directs people back to the person who nominated you.

1. I feel awful for not able to spend so much time with my boy, and having to send him to school at such a young age!

2.

• I love putting him to sleep. The cuddles, the small talks, the eye contact.

• I love the boy’s confidence, and his ability to connect emotionally. Like when he saw I was in pain once, he asked whether I’m ok, and whether I need ‘ubat’ to help me feel better. If I do a pretend wail just for fun, he’ll say ‘it’s ok mama, it’s ok’.

• I simply love being outdoors with him, just a stroll at the park, or the zoo, where no strict control of his behaviour or limits to his physical activities need to be applied. Just watching him exploring and asking about things around him makes me happy.

• I think he’ll love me in the future if he knows Mr. Hubs and I have always thought that we won’t mind if he doesn’t excel academically, as long as he has the soft skills to be useful to Allah, to us as his parents, to people around him and to the world – in any way he chooses.

• I love the boy’s thougtfulness too. During play, meals, etc. Like, You want to play with me, Mama? Let’s play together! His ability to use the word ‘together’ already impresses me actually!

• I love the fact he is easily consoled. Just talk him out of something, and he’ll listen. I’ve learnt he’ll accept my reasonings only if I explain clearly the pros and cons, like an adult. I don’t guarantee he won’t repeat his act of protest, but at least for that particular time, it works.

• I love his pelat-ness for now! Hehehe. Just hope it won’t continue for too long, though.

3. I now award this to :

urmmm… 5?? who blogs obviously, so that’s hard… I’d re-award this to Ms. B and n.i for the mum in you.

Next up would be to ida, whom I know waited a while for the arrival of her own child, so her perspective would be a little different from most of us…

To miss-cream, of whom I admire her positive, gentle and yet disciplined ways of raising her children.

To dura, who I know might be struggling with physical and emotional challenges, raising a toddler, together with handling her own business, whilst the husband is away most of the time. Not easy, I know!

Enjoy the awards!

The Boy and Sounds

This year, Imtiyaz has started 1-to-1 reading in school, and sometimes he would bring back reading materials for us to read together with him.

I noticed for the technique they are applying in school, the first few letters they learn is “i”, “t” and “o”, apart from number 1 and 2, and another 2 chinese characters I can’t type with my keyboard at the mo.

Last 2 nights conversation in the car, I asked him :

How do you write an “ee” sound? (which is an “i”)

To which he answered with some hand motion,

You draw straight line to the bottom, and… dot!

Ok. The same goes for “te-h” sound (which is a “t”),

You draw straight line to the bottom, and… like that! (to which he showed a line across the straight line)

Then he asked me,

Mama, how do you write “Teen Titans” sound?

Huh? Teen Titans sound? How do you write that?

Again, with hand motion, and almost the same speech as above, he drew imaginary line equivalent to a… “T”!

Teen Titans sound = T

His own invention, obviously! Too much of Cartoon Network la nih…

Update : The Uncelebrated Day

Jayne said this to me just before I left office today :

Dude…
Happy Valentine’s

hahahahaa although we don’t celebrate
but I want to ikut trend
(this is the only chance to express my love without feeling silly )

Hmmmm… maybe I should send her an sms every day, from today until Monday perhaps – to tell her I do love her too (without feeling silly), just to prove my point that I am lovey dovey every day, not just on V Day!