Thursday, October 16, 2008

Down, Down, Down

I am so tired
Or is my mind badly wired?
Desperately struggling to keep afloat
On a constant lookout for a boat.

How alone I sometimes feel
Akin to climbing a steep, high hill
I know I do not possess any high expectation
Because I know it does not always get me to my destination.

I do not want to talk
Not necessarily will it get me out of the fog
Sometimes it is not about finding someone to confide
I now only wish for a hole where I can temporarily hide.

On the outside a book with thick, strong cover
Inside me, only pages of thin paper
Day in day out I slog like mad
An egg I am, I just hope one day I do not crack.

Tuesday, October 14, 2008

Am I overprotective?

Greg has been refusing school for the past few days because his favourite teacher (T Roze) took a short vacation to Malacca to celebrate Hari Raya. He got really upset at night just before bedtime, begging me not to bring him to school the next day. I tried probing further and he claimed that some of his school teachers would request him to eat vegetables. Well, Greg has been refusing vegetables no matter how the teachers and I tried (e.g., making his dish look interesting etc). I was so tired of trying that I decided to give him and myself a break. Interestingly, he may eat up those vegetables served if no one nags at him. Apparently, some of his teachers tried encouraging him to consume vegetables by focusing on the benefits of eating vegetables. As Teacher Roze knows him too well, she has not been forcing any veges down his throat. Neither has she been "nagging" (that's what greg called it) about it. He disliked people keep talking about the issue, and because he is a socially desirable boy, he may force himself do something he does not want to do, just to make the other person happy. You see, somehow his behaviour makes his other teachers think that their "verbosity" works and it maintains their behaviour, whereas Greg at the other end, feels upset about having to do something he doesn't want. This boy isn't assertive enough and very often, he gets upset with someone without the person knowing that he is upset with him/ her.

Well, anyway, Greg got really upset on Sunday night. He knew T Roze would not be in school on Monday. He cried and refused to sleep. I had a chat with him after tugging Gareth to bed. He said one of his teachers wants him eat vegetable. I did explain to Greg that there's nothing that the teachers could do if he really refuses to eat vegetables. He said he didn't like them talk and nag about it in class. Anyway, in the end, he was agreeable to go to bed when I promised that I would inform that teacher not to mention anything about eating vegetables in class. The next morning, as usual, he got very upset when he arrived at school. I didn't want to stay long in the premise because the longer I stay, the more he would whine and cry. Hence, I just left the message (about that teacher)with the teacher whom I handed Greg over to, and walked off quickly.

Interestingly, when I picked Greg up that evening, I had this very strong feeling that that teacher would come and clarify things with me. Probably because I somehow know the character of this teacher. True enough it happened. I was glad that she did confront me about Greg's complaint. What really hit me wasn't her clarification. She reminded me of my past. I still remember sharing with my parents about a particular teacher when I was very young. The things I shared were very true, but my parents were generally very protective of I I believe. I didn't expect that they would go straight to the principal about the issue. What happened was that the information was cascaded down to the teacher I spoke to my parents about. Unfortunately that teacher came up to me and threatened me. I got quite frightened. I felt extremely upset. I was angry that my parents told everything to the principal. I was merely sharing with them my day at school. Never did I expect them to act on my complaints. I knew I was not wrong about that teacher but I certainly didn't like that look in her eyes when she confronted me. Well, somehow I was wondering if I did wrong here, in Greg's case. I did as what I have promised him, to reassure him. And in the hope that he could sleep for that night. But on the other hand, I did not wish that he would experience what I used to go through. Perhaps I was too quick to act on his words. I was not trying to single that teacher out. I was trying to reduce his anxiety but I could appear as an over-protective parent. If not done well, I believe I could even hamper his ability to stand up for himself. Anyway, just some thoughts that went through my head. And if you ask me now, I think my parents did that, thinking that it was the best for I. It's just that they would not expect the teacher came looking for I..

Tuesday, October 7, 2008

What A Thing To Say!

Greg has come up with several 'funny' phrases all of the sudden and I wondered where he has learnt them from. For instance, there was once Gareth was cranky and making a lot of noise when we were having dinner outside. Greg, who was sitting beside Gareth, turned to Gareth without hesitation and said, "Don't make so much noise. You want to eat my motion is it?". I was so shocked to hear that and I told Greg that it was a very rude thing to say to his brother. There was once Greg got upset that Gareth snatched his toy. Despite the fact that I scolded Gareth and gave Greg's toy back to him, Greg said to him, "You are a very very naughty baby. I want to throw you high up into the sky and I do not want to see you anymore!" Gareth simply looked at him innocently and continued his googoogaga-ing, so Greg remained angry, with his little arms crossed. I really wondered where he has learnt those phrases from. School perhaps. From his friends I suppose.

There are times Greg is aggressive towards Gareth during play (e.g., hit Gareth with balls, push him etc) so I will try to ensure that an adult is around whenever the two of them are together. Of course there were also times Greg acted like Gareth's loving brother. When in a good mood, you may see Greg hugging/ kissing Gareth. I really wonder how they will behave towards each other when they grow up. Hopefully they have a good brotherly bond between them and that they will remain close forever.

Monday, October 6, 2008

Cousin's Wedding Dinner
















It was my cousin's wedding yesterday. It was nice of him to have invited my whole family to his dinner at Bliss Garden, located at Expo Hall2. Told him that I needed 3 adult chairs and 2 high chairs because I had to bring my maid and two boys along. Well, he was kind enough to say "No problem!". Yesterday evening was a mad rush for me. I had to prepare the 2 young boys and Greg was dillydallying. I kept hurrying him and I left with less than 10 minutes to prepare myself. I put on my gown and was applying make-up in my room when Greg came in and asked.
GREG: Mummy, why you said hurry hurry and now you are doing painting?
I simply ignored him and he went..
GREG: Mummy, I am talking to you. Why are you painting your face? Be quick. We are late.
ME: I am not painting. I am putting on make-up. Mummy has to put on make-up because it's uncle's wedding.
GREG: Uncle??
I ignored him again, refusing to entertain his questions any more. I was really hardpressed for time. I applied my foundation, powder,concealer, blusher, mascara, and finally I put on my lipstick. As the dinner is a night event, I felt that I had to put on the makeup thicker. This time when I applied my lipstick,
GREG: Oh no! Oh dear! What happens to your lips now?

Well, Greg really made me wonder if my makeup skills are damn bad. Perhaps it's just that he has rarely seen me in thick makeup. Anyway, I packed toys in his bag, hoping that I could distract him and make him sit still during dinner.

However, when we arrived there, I realized that the table I was allocated to was shockingly packed. Rina and I were only given 4 adult seats (Rina needs 2 adult seats and 1 high chair for Regine). We were thinking how to squeeze in one more adult chair and 3 high chairs. Greg and Gareth then started to get a little cranky, and I thought I really stuck out like a sorethumb. The table was really too small (even for 10 adults!) so I doubt we could squeeze in more chairs. I looked around the ballroom.. pretty jam packed and I didn't want the host to look bad (because I wonder if there were not enough tables and seats in the ballroom. Anyway, they were quite busy... understandly because it's my cousin's big day). So in the end, I decided to leave and Hubby supported my decision. At least my sister and her family can settle down on that table comfortably. Kekeke.. she can represent all of us mah! Anyway, I do hope that together with my angpow, deep down in my heart I sincerely wish my cousin and his wife a happy married life is enough. We left and my family had dinner at east coast instead! It turned out to be quite an enjoyable outing still, as the kids stopped complaining and were cranky no more. It is indeed not easy bringing kids out for such an occasion but one thing I missed doing was to go round and chat with my other cousins and relatives. It seems ages since I last saw them.