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Thursday, May 13, 2010

Victoria's reading and other subjects

To add to the stress of juggling kids and chores and food and everything else, I now have another stress of teaching Vic to read.

It wasn't just so sudden. She was read to by her Popo when she was a baby and when she moved back with us, I read to her almost every night with her seated beside me. I would point to the words and read and she will initially look at the words, then the pictures, and then the pictures and finally the pictures.

Well, the habit kinda died when William came along and I had to nurse him at night, put him to sleep, and then off and on we still read a book at night. Then when we changed her to her new (current) school that starts at 8am and is pretty strict on children arriving on time, many night activities have been cancelled including this.

I didn't think much of this until lately. All these while I thought her school teachers will be able to pick up from where I left off.

Oh, how wrong was I!! A few days ago, her Mandarin tutor commented to me that Vic may not be having a good focus and attention span because she cannot read. She suggested that we start her on very basic books, and not the story books that we have because Vic may not be reading because of frustration when she sees difficult words. So her Mandarin tutor has offered to bring in some Q-Dees english story books to guide Vic. Wow, that's nice! So I naturally agreed (but I hope no extra charges).

The past few afternoons, I picked up where I left off a year ago. To teach her to read. I don't know if there's any impact on her, if she's even grasped pronounciation, or how a collection of phonic sounds from alphabets joined together will create a word. Look, I'm not a teacher, never was and I think I make a lousy one even if I was. I have no patience, I have no creativity (that's why I did accountancy, haha) and time is really not on my side.

Reading should be a joy. Reading should be done when one is relaxed, and a child should not be stressed or pressured to read when not ready. But when is ready ready? She is 5yo and I'm told kids her age can at least read some words. Yea, she can read simple common, short words.

Vic can go into her freeze mode when she reads. That frustrates you. She can even say words that sound totally out of line from the word she is reading, eg the word "said", she simply tembak "go". Haiyoo, I tell her, at least look at the alphabets and guess the sound of the word. And what Vic does is to memorise the stories so you actually think she can read the whole page.

On another note, a couple of months back when Vic came home one day with her Chinese homework, and neither hubby nor I could guide her on it because we are total "bananas" (cannot read chinese), we became frantic. So the decision to get external help was made. I researched chinese enrichment centres like Bao Bei and Skylace, and also called a couple of private tutors. Then we were introduced to a chinese teacher in her school who teaches the 6yo class, and who could come to our house to guide Vic on Mandarin.

These days, Vic looks forward to her Mandarin classes, and is doing well in this subject. Her other strong subject is Numbers. She reminisce doing Arts & Craft in school though, and she tells me that her class is very naughty and that's why they are not allowed to do any A&C. Hhmm...

Monday, May 10, 2010

What being a mother means to me

Over the weekend I got to wake a little later than usual. When William woke at 7am as usual and he wanted to play with me, my tired hubby took him out of the room to let me rest. For two days hubby bought breakfast for me and ensured that I ate. Despite his work commitments and fatigue, he made a special efford to help with the house chores (we are temporarily maidless for those who do not know) and reminded the kids to behave.

On Saturday evening after church service, we ate out as usual, and decided to have a Japanese dinner. I thought Nagomi shabu shabu would be nice, as the kids can enjoy the steamboat soup. Then hubs said if it's Jap that I want, he will bring me to Rakuzen at Plaza Damas as a surprise. Unfortunately the place was full house as we did not make any booking last minute, but we ended up at La Yosh Jap cum Western instead.

Half way through the dinner, William got restless. He played with his food, and then when he was full, he wanted to walk around in that small cozy restaurant, much to our frustration. When food was served nearing 8pm, hubby and I busied ourselves cutting up the food for William and helped Vic with hers. Oh for that one moment (ok honestly, many others), how I wished hubs and I could have just one quiet dinner, to ourselves, by ourselves.


That's parenthood. Part of.

On Sunday morning, I was served my favourite McD breakfast in bed by the two boys. I'm thinking now, can Mother's Day be everyday? ; )

But I quickly gobbled down my breakfast, then helped Vic to clean up and then went downstairs to settle the morning chores whilst the kids and hubs have their breakfast. As I was washing William's milk bottles, I heard my darling Vic's voice behind me, "Mommy, why don't you join us for breakfast?"

Though I was touched, I explained to her that I needed to get some things down first, then I will be out to join them.

Vic wasn't about to give up. She said, "Let Daddy do the work. It's Mother's Day."

: ) She can be so sweet at times, but I told her Daddy's work very hard, and we should have take some share of responsibility, not just Daddy.

And well, a mother's job is never ending, not even on Mother's Day.

That evening, we had a sumptuous dinner at Klang together with Ma Ma Yeh Yeh, Yee Sok Yee Sam and Theodore.

So is being a mother all roses and candy sweetness?

No. I want to say this... to both Vic and Will. Straight from my heart.


My darling kids,

I have been guilty of wanting to quit. Wanting to breakaway and run away. There were difficult days, challenging days, days I could only wish will end. There were days when I questioned my own decision of being a SAHM, and why I had not been like most other woman out there who pass their kids to the grandmothers, or pay a babysitter to care for their offsprings? That, and how I gave up my decent pay, my working clothes and heels, my social life, my freedom.

And then there were days when I am so tired from juggling the chores, settling your meals and keeping the house relatively cleaned and tidy. It is not, by the way. Because I am a self-confessed perfectionist mom. I gave up having a spotless dustless squeeky clean house, but then I am constantly reminded of your allergies to dust, Vic, and now the doctor tells us that William may develop childhood asthma so best to avoid dust.

What else can a mother ask for but the best for the kids. For good health of the family. Is all my sacrifice down the drain if you disobey me, if you are sick, if you can't spell, if you refuse the crappy food I put on the table.

A mother's job is never ending, right? I love the cheekiness and laughters when the two of you play and when you hug me. I love to see you grow and mature, I want to be there for you and do so much more, I wish I can be the fun mommy to you all the time instead of the result oriented mom, but I'm not superhuman, my darling children.

I am privilege and blessed to be mommy to two beautiful children.

Motherhood is bittersweet. I cannot ask for anything more, but thank God for two of you everyday, for you are the drive in my life, the two twinkling stars in my heart.

But this doesn't excuse you for not picking up your toys.

Thursday, May 6, 2010

Fooling around in IKEA

To be honest, eversince we got back from UK and Vic's kindy changed it's schooling hours to begin half an hour earlier, ie 8am, we have eliminated all night outings to the mall on weekdays. It's really quite sad, I think, as I always prefer to break the boredom and tension of the weekdays with an outing at night. Also, there's less crowd on weekdays and our weekends are already filled with activities.

You may say there's no need to go to the malls, and this consumerism encourages wastage in goods and finances. You may also say kids should sleep early on weekdays and learn to appreciate other outings besides shopping malls, such as parks and playgrounds. Well, yea, but there's no escaping the malls. : )

So anyway, sometime back we went to IKEA (after a really REALLY long and my alibi is that checking out prices here is part of my workscope). Although the kids didn't get to push the small children trolleys (because, well, it was on a weekend and all the trolleys were taken), they had some good time.

Here are a couple of pics of the little red indians:

This is Wolfhead

And here is Happy Liontail

Wednesday, May 5, 2010

Cut my hair shorter, mummy!

William goes to the barber, and Vic... well, she's a girl, so it's easier to cut a girl's hair at this age. Saves a lot of money too (in anticipation of her teenage years when she will want to go to a proper hairsaloon, maybe of some big name).

So this afternoon I told her I will trim her fringe which was touching her eyebrows. We waited till William slept, then I sat her down in the toilet, where I started snipping away. Now that's she's older, it's easier to get her to sit still. Those days, I had to hurry to get the job done before she fidgets and decides enough is enough.

But today, she told me, "mummy I want to cut the back of my hair, too" and when I asked her why, she said "coz I feel hot!"

So I took off about an inch at first, which later ended up around 2 inches I think (mistakes corrected mah). After all done, she told me, "not short enough".

And this is how short she wants her hair to be... girl, you gotta be kidding!

Her new look...

On the positive side, I think she will have no problems adapting to chinese school hairstyle codes ie short

Tuesday, May 4, 2010

Last weekend at Seremban: bumper cars and flying kite

One of the things that kept the kids occupied in the car... Heh Heh "the 3 year old baby"
... and William doesn't want to different... so he adopted a lion! His fav animal!
Learning to blow bubbles from Daddy at City Park

We forgot to bring Vic's kite back to Seremban. So this is the kids' new kite bought by Yeh Yeh. From the picture, obviously you can guess who chose the design... it's BEN 10, so it's got to be Vic's choice!

Victoria's style in flying a kite... ada gayaaaaa!!!
William with his 1-week old still super short haircut, checking out the babes... oops, I meant, the kites. Btw, see something sticking out from his pants? Haha... his diapers!!
The kids always enjoy this electric bumper car at MaMa Yeh Yeh's house
They each take turns to be the "petrol girl/boy"... here, Vic's counting the seconds
William eagerly waits to "pour petrol" into Jie Jie's car

Finger in 'pain'

William played with some cellotape this morning. When I took it away, he cried out "paaaiinnn" and I looked at him. He was showing me his index finger and crying pain. (such an actor!)

So I wrapped the cellotape around his "injured" finger to appease the Prince William.

Saturday, May 1, 2010

Back dated post: William unwell on his birthday

Thursday, April 29th 2010

Today is my baby boy's birthday, well not so much a baby now that he's turning two today.

Last night William woke 3 times crying and was very fretful. The 2nd time the clock showed 145am and he finally accepted 7oz of milk. At 330am, he cried again with a worrying cough (everytime it sounded like that, I immediately think of those times when he was admitted to the hospital) and refused milk, water or even to be carried. He kicked and pushed me away.

I don't know if he was hungry or in pain but he finally slept, probably out of tiredness. I kissed him on the head and wished my son happy birthday. Mommy love you very much, more than you can ever imagine. It pains our hearts whenever our kids are sick, worse on their birthday. I remembered Vic had high fever on her 3rd birthday and flu on her 4th birthday.

William has been purging since last Sunday, and today is the 5th day. He had fever that came off and on and today he developed running nose and cough. The first visit to his paed on Monday, the doctor diagnosed his condition as stomach flu, and could be viral. Today, however, the doctor said it could not be virus but bacterial and ordered a sample of his stool to be sent in for lab test, prescribed more probiotics and started William on a 5 days antibiotic.

I thank God that William has always been cooperative (to the extent of being keen) when taking medicine, unlike his sister at his age. There would be no tears, no screaming or yelling, no chasing him with the medication, no hiding, no sulking, no bribery, and he would even be at the table eagerly waiting for his dosage.

It was like a normal day for William and myself throughout the whole day. We picked Victoria from school and whilst waiting, he dozed off in the car. In the afternoon, he watched his sister made jelly with cookie cutter for his birthday dinner later.

Late evening, Mama and Yeh Yeh dropped by to visit and joined us for dinner. I steamed his favourite taufu with fried shallots and garlic, and Daddy tapau-ed two other dishes. Mama Yeh Yeh brought Victoria's favourite BBQ pork and roast pork (charsiew siew yoke).

Yee Sok, Yee Sam and Theodore joined us at night as well. We cut his eggless chocolate walnut cake, specially negotiated and ordered from Tenji Japanese restaurant.

Then William opened his birthday present from us, which was a big Thomas & Friends Train casing which we thought consist of 17 small trains inside, but it was empty! There was a very short silence, as we stared at the empty case, and then checked and rechecked the label attached, and then realised it said, "trains sold separately". Haiyyaaa!! Why didn't we see that?! Felt so cheated. Should have used that budget to buy him another Tonka set then.

What a day! Even though we didn't go out to the shopping mall, or went to the park or playground, or had a big party like last year, but today was extra special because we thank God for this little charming, darling (also stubborn), William.

*pictures to be uploaded when I get to my desktop*