In between

My drumstick is the best!

Really! πŸ˜„πŸ˜„πŸ˜„

I’m starting to lose count of the number of times she’s woken up to say hi instead of drinking milk.

I’m also beginning to wonder if the milk strike is really because she’s ready to wean, because if that’s the case I should have more problems feeding her during the day than during dream feeds right?

So maybe her sister is right.

She is not drinking her milk because she already has her drumstick. πŸ€”πŸ€”


I was hoping to restart my exercise regime today.

Before the flu bug struck, I was actually doing fairly well.

For nearly 3 weeks in a row, I jogged 2-3 times a week, and managed to do 7 rounds after starting out with 5, followed by 6.

But by now I’ve stopped for 2 weeks due to menses and then flu.

I wanted to go this morning but my nose was still dripping and my tummy felt weird. And I was feeling quite stressed about Allie rejecting the 530am feed yet again. Her last feed was at 830pm, and she refused the 12am feed after at least 5 attempts by her Daddy.

In fact I realised that I’ve not been sleeping well in the study room recently. Sometimes I jump up awake at 3am even when she is not grumbling.

I’m glad I made the decision to take 6 months off, because I’d be so unready to go back to work in this milk strike and generally unstable situation.

I can only hope that things get better.


#thingsclarissasays

On to happier (and funnier) stuff.

I’m almost losing track of what she said over the past two weeks. πŸ˜‚

Imitating her Daddy over dinner one evening


Returning to work

It was one of those weekday nights where she declared “Mummy, my hands are so tired today..” which meant I had to spoon feed her.

I’ve been preparing her for my return to work but I didn’t want to be too hard on her because she really did look tired (plus she was coughing).

So I said, “ok I’ll help you tonight.”

“But when Mummy goes back to work, you really have to eat on your own. Ok?” I reiterated.

She looked thoughtful, nodded considerately and even looked a little sympathetically at me.

“Because you have no more money already, right, Mummy?”

πŸ˜…πŸ˜…πŸ˜…

Yes darling, life is hard.


Always #1

Our dinner situation usually entails me eating with Clarissa while our helper takes Allie for her odd power nap (which she still needs otherwise she’s extremely cranky at bedtime) before she joins us at the table.

Some evenings though, Allie would take much longer to settle so I’d get Clarissa to eat faster so I can take over. Or I’d finish up quickly and tell her I need to go and help Yaya so that Yaya can eat.

She doesn’t like it when I do that, because that’d mean I’m the first to finish dinner instead of her. And also, sometimes she’s simply too tired to eat quickly.

But one evening, our helper was taking longer than usual to settle Allie and we were still halfway through dinner.

“Mummy, you eat faster and go help Yaya so Yaya can eat!” She said to me, after hearing her sister’s loud grumbling from the room.

I was pleasantly surprised. I hadn’t even started asking her to hurry up.

“Ok! Can you eat on your own?” I asked her.

“Yes! I can eat with Yaya. You still have food in the kitchen right? You continue later?” She spoke like an adult.

Haha food in the kitchen is our way of assuring her, Oh we haven’t finished eating so you are definitely #1.

“Oh yes yes, I still have food in the kitchen,” I gladly took the bait.

“Then you finish your food first. I’ll still be number one,” she assured me. πŸ˜‚

And true to her word, she watched me finish my last spoonful and allowed me to take over our helper while she sat and ate on her own.

So proud of her!

Even though it’s funny that she still wanted to maintain her #1 position by specifically pointing out that I “still have food in the kitchen”. πŸ˜‚πŸ˜†


What’s the plan?

So the countdown to the father-daughter trip she’s been looking forward to since January.. has officially started.

The hubs has briefly told her the plan for each day, which she has listened to, very intently.

One night over dinner, she said to her Daddy:

“Daddy, can you tell me the Taiwan plan again? Now?”

πŸ˜…πŸ˜…πŸ˜…

Future CEO in the making?


She’s also started asking me (and sometimes her Yaya), almost every day:

“Mummy, when I go Taiwan, will you miss me?”

I said, yes, of course I will miss you. Very much in fact.

When her Daddy gets home she’d say to him, “Daddy, when I go Taiwan with you, Mummy will miss me very much. I will miss Mummy a lot. So can we video call her every day?”

Aww my heart.

But when her Daddy asks if she still wants to go for the trip with him, she’d still give him a resounding yes!

Lol.

Because there’s nothing a video call cannot overcome?


Clarissa’s stories

Her love for stories and reading now also means she is able to tell stories on her own.

One night after I was done with my shower, I found her sitting with Daddy and her little sister, at the tail end of telling her Meimei a bedtime story.

The hubs told me it was a combination of many stories, including Rapunzel, who, in her storybook, had 3 kids with Prince Hans – Lettuce, Pumpkin and Sprout.

But Clarissa’s version was something like Fish, Tortoise and Seahorse.

πŸ˜‚πŸ˜‚πŸ˜‚

She told me a story the other day about Papa Duck, Mama Duck and Baby Duck, which had notable lines like:

“Papa Duck, Mama Duck and Baby Duck were caught by the Bergens! They wanted to eat them!” [Trolls]

“But Papa Duck managed to jump off the spaceship! [Despicable Me] The next day, he woke up and found himself under a Christmas tree! [Nutcracker]

It all made no sense whatsoever, but this one took the cake:

“And Mama Duck suddenly realised that Baby Duck is actually her sister!” [Unnamed Korean/Taiwanese drama]

I have no idea where it came from, because I’ve never ever told her such a story, nor have I allowed her to watch dramas like this. πŸ˜…πŸ˜‚


Working hard

Last night we gave her Ah-ah a surprise video call, because she suddenly thought about Ah-ah while going through the words she knows that start with the letter “A”.

It was after we called her Daddy who was working late and she told me she missed him.

She asked very good questions to her Ah-ah, like:

“Why so dark already you still outside?”

Ah-ah was at a rehearsal and some photo shoot thingy, so she explained to the little boss why she wasn’t in her room yet. πŸ˜…

“Why do you need to work so hard like my Daddy?

πŸ˜†πŸ˜†πŸ˜†

Awww.


I might have missed out some #thingsclarissasays (I think) so let me update again when I remember.

Recently she breaks into this Chinese speaking spell where she’d speak only Chinese and insist I do the same.. for at least a full hour.

Which is very cute and funny because she still sounds like a foreigner speaking Chinese.

I actually like it!

Because we get to speak full, proper Chinese to each other, and she would ask me the Chinese terms for things she doesn’t know “妈妈,XX/θΏ™δΈͺηš„εŽζ–‡ε«δ»€δΉˆ?”, making the effort to learn and remember.

I also get to correct her sentence structure whenever she translates directly from English, for example, “ζ²‘ζœ‰δΊΊε†²ε‡‰ζˆ‘” (No one bathing me). πŸ˜‚

I’m so glad she’s showing interest in her mother tongue without having to go for enrichment classes (yet..?)!


Ooh, one more.

Ah-gong dropped by on Sunday afternoon before Clarissa’s swimming lesson.

He carried Allie for a while and told Clarissa he was going to take Meimei home with him.

She protested and even started to cry.

They left the house together (without Meimei, of course) but when she got home after her swim she forgot about it.

The house was quiet because Allie was taking her nap in the room.

Clarissa looked at me worriedly, her eyes about to tear up, and asked:

Did Ah-gong take Meimei home?”

Aww.

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