The more I nagged, asking her to stop, Zann never listens. Even when the skin has started tearing, she still continues to suck her thumb. The rubbing on padi-chilli or the bandaging method never worked either. This afternoon she was telling me her thumb was painful.
How to make this habit go?
I hear it as 为什么 whenever she says, want some more. After hearing several times for many days, I finally got her message!
It’s time for me to pay more attention to what she says.
Now that she has recovered, she’s spending even more time
in front of the TV.
Refusing to take my ‘No’ for the answer, I switched off the main switch connected to the TV. The 30mins long of wailing and screaming even attracted our neighbour, an old granny over our place. She was wondering why Zann has cried until so cham !
Today’s dinner was served on a new plate. I bought it sometime back, which I have forgotten to use. My first thought - She will sure like it.
But when I saw her flinging the fish, I knew it.
Using the spoon to tap the plate, and pointing to the dish rack, she was telling me she wanted her bowl. And It’s the bowl she always uses.
Hmm…so what’s wrong with that plate ?
“Mine” is the word Zann has recently picked up. From her friends in the centre, I guessed. She would use it during meal times and playing session.
“Share with mummy ok?” I wanted to try the pandan mini slice. But she responded very fast before I could take a bite. She shifted the plate further away from me and finished the whole slice by herself.
So does it mean that my 2yo has turned into a self centered and selfish child ?
While waiting for my friend, SH in the training centre, I saw the vendor busy unloading all the related books and other educational toys.
” Are these teaching materials for sale to the public ?”
He told me those books were for the students and teachers in the training centre. Alright. I am neither of these two categories.
But hey, I am a mom of a 2 yo, so that should also makes me eligible to get those stuffs, right ?
Well never mind. I asked SH to help me since she’s a staff there. When I told her I was keen in getting those books for myself, she asked me where do I find the time to read.
Erm…true. In the end, I got myself four packs of flashcards instead.
Before leaving, the vendor passed me his namecard, telling me his showroom has a wider range of teaching materials.
Ok. Maybe I will dropby.
September 21
Blk 13 Toa Payoh Lorong 8
#04-06 Braddell Tech
www.september21.com.sg
Sometimes I wish for peace.
Sometimes I wish for co-operation.
Sometimes I wish to be alone.
But, it doesn’t turn out to what I was hoping for.
She saw the strawberry milk in the fridge and pointed it to me.
“U want to drink is it ?”
She nodded her head, eagerly. I wasn’t prepared when she snatched the bottle from me. She wanted to pour out the milk by herself. In the end, both of us were struggling with the bottle, and the milk was spilled.
I felt so frustrated and annoyed.
” CAN U LISTEN TO MUMMY or not ?! “
It didn’t end there. I turned around and wasn’t in time to stop her.
Her un-finished remaining dinner landed on the floor.
It’s only Monday. And I surrendered. I have lost.
Veggies for last week’s dinner
MON –> Spinach
TUES –> Broccoli
WED –> Carrot
THURS –> Cai Xin
FRI –> Cabbage
Out of the five types, Zann has rejected four. Except carrot.
My girl loves eating carrot. She can even accept those raw carrot sticks as well.
Having a variety of vegatables is not an option now.
If she sees that there’s no carrot for her, she will not even touch her dinner.
Feedback from the childcare is positive.
“Zann is a good girl, she is not a fussy-eater, unlike other kids, she finishes everything given to her. “
Alright. So it’s a different scenario at home.
What shall I do now?
I eat them in front of her.
I have limit her intake of sugary food.
Sigh. She still ask for carrot.
Zann wanted to play with my handphone which I firmly told her no. She insisted using my phone even though she has her own. A toy phone which Mum has bought for her some time back. She wasn’t interested.
It was her turn to say no when I passed her jigsaw puzzles to play with. She threw them on the floor in a crying and screaming tantrum.
Later that night, she refused to take her dinner and milk. I don’t know if it’s an act on purpose to show me her unhappiness. Still, I didn’t want to negotiate with her, so she went to bed on an empty stomach.
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