Happy 1st Birthday, Junna.

IMG_20170614_091554_146Happy Hatch Day my baby Junna! It felt surreal that you’ve been with us for the last 365 days when I feel like it was just yesterday I gave birth to this little pea. I never thought that I would love another baby as much as my first born, then she came around, quiet, calm, dainty and with her four-tooth grin and her gigling smiles, I fell in love all over again.

It’s been an amazing 365 days Junna, thank you for making our world so much better.

CONVERSATION WITH JH.

IMG_20170529_180426_697The other night I hang around JH’s room. He was playing Lego on the floor, I was ordering Tesco online on his bed.

JH: Approach me and say “ohh mommy I want this one” (Just so happen I was on the savoury snack section)
Me: “ok sure, give me a kiss first” (Mostly I will have to begged him for it.)
JH: Proceed to kiss me simultaneously on the right cheek. “The other side mommy…” Proceed to kiss left cheek like a woodpecker.

Then he continued to play his lego on the floor and utter…”I love you mommy, I love you so much.”

Me: (-_-)” He would sold his soul for food if he could.

 

Last night’s incident.

IMG_20170427_074021_387The cutest thing about my first born is that he will always pick a toy to go to bed with him (every night he will make his pick, whether it’s a fire truck, cement truck, a bike or just any vehicle/transport toys). When I started to accompanying him to sleep, I made it a point that he would put the toys aside and have little conversation with me. The last few days, he’d been glued to the new LEGO helicopter fire rescue series that his kaiye bought for him, especially the fire rescue bike. So obviously he’s been bringing it to bed with him. Last night, while tugging him to sleep… Told him to put the fire rescue bike away first if he wants me to sleep with him.

JH: “but he needs love!”
Me: Don’t care, it’s either you choose the bike or mommy.
JH: …puts it away… and said: “I need to hug mommy first, after that I will come hug you ok?”
Me: {went all mushy… }

 

 

The sweetest boy.

IMG_20170412_135220_272One night, while feeding Junna milk, JH came over, as usual, he will bring his truck car along and started to play around (he’s very sticky that way :). So I show JN’s tiny face scar (she’d fallen earlier that day crawling), and I told him to be careful as JN’s face is painful from the fall.

His response: “it’s ok Junna, let gor gor put magic for you.” – Put his hand towards JN’s cheeck (pretend that she blows into his palm) – Clapped! – Rubbed – and place his hand on her cheeck!

OMG! My heart Melt instantly at that moment!! He’s applying the magic trick that we’d use on him whenever he complains about pain (from falling, scratching, knocking, mosquito bites… etc).

He might not be the loud, rough, (definitely noisy), but I know he’s so kind, sweet and gentle. As small as the gesture could be, I am beaming with pride.!

**P.S.: He also shares his favourite fruit jelly to his grandparents, a reward after he finishes his homework. I gave him 4, I was suppose to share it with him. Each of us took 1, then surprisingly he ran towards to his 爷爷 and gave him one, later proceed to give another one to 嬷嬷. When he return, we’re suppose toast and eat it together, I decided to give him mine, just because he finally learns to share on his own!

Mommy, can you sleep with me?

IMG_20170327_220240_047Lately, my eldest will utter these words when I put him to bed. It used to be hubbs who would put him to bed, where after the usual night routine (brush teeth, pee, had scott, emulsion & vitamins, wear his socks, say his prayers), he will sing a song of JH’s choice. Among JH’s favourite songs are:

  1. Summer of 69
  2. Dream
  3. Only You
  4. Can’t Help Falling In Love (He called this ‘Wise Man’ song. LOL)
  5. Eternal Flame
  6. Wonderful World
  7. Eelderwisse
  8. Moon River
  9. Sunshine

But hubbs had been working late for awhile now, so most of the days I gotta put that cheeky monkey to bed. I don’t know how it happen but I must have slept on his bed with him  a couple of times, and somehow it just because something that he’s attached to, even if its for 5 minutes. It just so happened that around this time, we’ve established Junna’s sleeping habit, so we can just put her in her crib (after her last feed around 9pm), and she’ll go to sleep on her own, and bless me some time to spend with his gorgor before the day ends.

It may seem like a very little gesture but I know it means the world to him whenever I spend a few minutes with him on bed before sleep. He will choose the sides he’d like to sleep on, ask me to hug him tighter, share the blacket with me, tell me what he wants for his bento breakkie etc…I don’t know when I start to appreciate this precious little time with him, but it just overwhelms me whenever I think about how fast he’s growing up and one day, he wouldn’t want me to sleep on his bed anymore.

So for now, my dear baby Ju, I will sleep with you for as long as you want me to.

Conversation with JH.

img_20170128_235542_817In the morning when I was getting him ready for school…
Me: Juju, give mommy a kiss (pouting lips waiting for his kiss)
JH: No mommy, I don’t want to kiss your mouth, I want to kiss your nose…
Me: Why?
JH: Because your nose is pretty

Sweetest thing my son ever said to her baby sister.
JH: I’m a policemen.
Me: Really? That’s great. What about Junna?
JH: Junna’s a princess. Policeman will protect princess from the bad people, right mommy?

One of those moments when he was naughty and we got so angry at him. At night, when he goes to be, as usual he resides his prayer:
“Dear God, please bless JH, JN, dada & mommy to be safe & sound, to be happy and healthy. Amen.
“Dear God, please bless JH to be a good boy. Amen”
JH: Dada, I want to say another prayer.
Hubbs: ok.
JH: Dear God, please bless JH to be a good boy so dada is not angry. Please also bless Junna to get well and so we will all be happy. Amen.

Somewhere during the end of CNY, another incident where he say a new prayer, all on his own.
“ Dear God, please bless our family to be together, so we can mix mix the vege together, because I like to mix the vege then eat the vege. Amen.
F.Y.I.: mix mix vege = Yee Sang (Properity toss)

Sometime while we’re at the lift or walking along a corridor, I will name all the fruits or vegetable and ask JH which letter does it start with… so we did that this morning.
What letter does Watermelon start with?
JH: W!
How about Orange?
JH: O!
Me: Pear?
JH: P! P!
Me: Jackfruit?
JH: J!
Me: How about Ju-Hann?
JH: But Im not a fruit…
Me: Laugh out loud.

Sleeping Angel.

She sleep like an angel.

At about 1.5 months old, she quit her midnight feed by herself gradually. From then on, all we need to do is just carry her for about 10-15 minutes (mostly) and she’ll fall asleep. We had been doing that until couple weeks ago hubbs said we should let her fall asleep on her own (instead of carrying her), just like how we did with JH when he was about 6 months old. I hesitated for a while and put it off because I know I will miss carrying her to sleep ( & also cause she’s my last baby). So I waited, but somehow early this week we decided to try it, as we try to minimize our contact with her since JH has conjunctivitis and some viral flu. We put her in the crib, we tell her that it time for bed and she needs to go to sleep. Whispering night night, we planted kissesat her forehead before closes her bedroom door.

On the first night, she fuss a little (making sounds as if pleading us to go in and carry her). We went in, she stop immediately and we decide to pat her to sleep. About 5 minutes on, she dozed off! We did this not expecting it to be easy (with JH, we did the CIO method). With her, she just made it so easy for us. Second night, 3rd night and thereafter, all we need to do is just put her in the crib, repeat those same phrases to her, switch off the light and close the door. Occasionally if I still hear her making sound after 5 minutes, I just need to go in, gave  her a few pat and she will fall right back to sleep.

Thank you baby Junna for making it easy for mommy & dada. You somehow fit into our lives perfectly when we weren’t certain how to cope with you coming into our lives. You’re truly Godsent from above. I’m so blessed to be your momma!

4 years ago today.

4 years…

It took me 4 years to realize that you’re one of a kind, simply because you’re a mirror of myself & your dada, combined.

It took me 4 years to realize that you’re somewhat timid, yet when it comes to the fun stuff, you’re fearless.

It took me 4 years to see that you’re a very sensitive boy, full of emotion and therefore sometimes incapable of controlling it.

It took me 4 years to realize that you have great empathy, just when I broke down and cry when you’re in so much pain having contracted HFMD, you stop crying and put your hands around my face and tell me it’s going to be okay.

It took me 4 years to know that you’re very creative, full of imagination and enthusiasm, maybe you didn’t know but your eyes sparkle when you talk about dinasours and loaders and construction site.

It took me 4 years to accept that you’re a late bloomer (just like your dad), but deep down I know you’ll get there (just like Arlo).

It took me 4 years to realize that I sometimes coddles you a little too much (because you were my first born), just because I don’t want you to grow up too fast…

Be it your strength or your flaws, it’s my duty to guide you to be better in life. Happy 4 years old my dear baby boy, you mean the world to me (even sometimes I’m so freakin’ mad at you). Forgive me for my ineptitude, for I am still learning to be a better mom for you & your little sister.

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{Till date, I still snick into his room and plant little kisses on his face while he’s asleep. }

Too cute to be angry.

img_20161007_174309We went to pick up JH’s first pair of glasses immediately after we came back from HK. As much as we’re pretty bum about him needing to wear his glasses so young, he’d receive so much compliments on FB from friends & family! Hubbs said that ‘its as if God made his face to wear glasses’. I literally LOL. Haha.

So the other day after school, he somewhat was particularly whiny + moody, so I got angry and gave him a earful. But during the whole time, as I was scolding him, I can felt my heart melts into a mush of love. Why? Because he’s so darn cute with that pair of glasses!!! Especially when his tears start to stream and stayed at the rim of the glasses.

Seriously I have trouble holding myself from hugging & cuddling him, but of course I kept a straight face. Of course he apologies and I sent him to bed. An hour later, I crept into him room and give him a goodnight kiss on the forehead.

Better not let him see this, if not he’ll hold my emotion for ransom. Hah!

 

 

 

 

The Inevitable has come.

img_20160927_093340LAst weekend, we took JH for an eye check, as soon as we noticed that he constantly blink his eyes when watching the TV. When ask about his condition at school, teacher told me that there are instances when he would go in front of the white board during mini lectures.

So after an excruciating pain of 4 hours waiting queue from registration to payment, not mentioning the discomfort of getting JH to dilate his eyes, we were told that our little guy needs glasses. It’s not like we didn’t see it coming (since hubbs & I have very weak eyes), it’s just that we had been hoping for that miracle that perhaps he might skip that gene.

We can give him the world, except for perfect eyesight and it just kills me. 😥

{That moody face at the eye clinic}