What a Way to Start my Tuesday!

KengYong is away on a business trip to Jakarta this week. He would only be returning to Singapore on Saturday night. Yanti falls sick. Unsure if it's because she's too sad about her sister's departure over the weekend. Greg's a little cranky because he has developed some cough and blocked nose at night and in the morning. I got Yanti to rest (because she looks quite sick) and I tried to manage most of the things on my own. Waaah.. really had a taste of what it's like as a "single parent"! How I wish I am not pregnant now! Being heavily pregnant makes it even more difficult for me to cope.

Anyway, Greg complained about having blocked nose this morning. I gave him a dose of actifed syrup and off I drove to TTSH. Half way through the journey, he started crying and screaming that he couldn't breathe. You can imagine how panicky I was then. I was trying to be cautious on the busy road while I was ensuring that he's fine in his car seat behind. My goodness. Immediately I off the aircon in the car to make it slightly warmer for him but he kept whining and crying. I suppose all these behaviours of his would probably make his nose even more blocked. Luckily we arrived at TTSH quite safely within half an hour. When I asked him if his breathing was fine, he would cry and say no. Then when I asked him if he wanted to follow me to my office (a place where he loves to go), immediately he said he could breathe and he wanted to go office with me! *aaargggh* I did feel somewhat frustrated.

When we arrived at Greg's childcare, it was about 7:45am. I changed him into his school uniform, and he said he wanted to pass motion. Greg never like poo-ing into the toilet bowl in school. I don't know why. However, I thought it's a good time for me to "overcome his fear/ dislike" towards his school's toilet bowl. I was with him, reassuring him when he told me "his faeces is hard and his hole is painful". Greg has not been taking fruits for the past two days because of his cough. Anyway, he said he didn't feel like eating fruits. I believe that's why his poo was hard. He refused to sit on the toilet bowl eventually after a few tries and he couldn't force his poo out. In the end, Greg requested to have his pull-ups on. He asked me to sit down, and he held onto my knees supporting himself. He was pushing his poo out till his face was red and he was perspiring profusely. I tried encouraging him by saying "push push push".. and finally at 8:10am, he stood up looking tired and said, "Mummy, my poo poo is out!". Waaah.. first time I felt like I was his "gynae"! Hahaha... and his "baby" was indeed hard and in a shape of a big ball... think I have to get him to drink more water and perhaps take some fruits such as apples tonight.