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hush my little one
munmy has not left you behind
don’t cry, i am always nearby
we’ll walk to past the gate
and to the door
we’ll part and when you’re done
i’ll be at the gate again waiting for you

hush my little one
mummy has not left you behind
don’t cry, i am always nearby
one room two doors away
our bed is too small,
to squeeze all four
we tried but woke up with weary eyes
and we said no more

i am here to hug, and wipe your tears away.
to try and mend that fragile heart should it break
it pained me to see you turn away, to soften those tiny sobs
but there is another little one i need to care for
sleeping on my bed.

it takes a lot to be in the position you are in
my brave little man
but you are doing so well, you amaze me.
so hush my little one
mummy has not left you behind
you’re in my heart always and on my mind

wipe those tears, close your eyes
embrace your papa who is by your side
come morning light, it will be fine
we’ll start over again
with giggles, smiles and joy.

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brothers in crime

brothers in crime

independence, giving someone control over their actions. and with more control, comes greater responsibilities.

when it was just Ollie and me, it was kinda easy to allow Ollie to relish in more freedom, to explore and let him figure out how to work out his little life. Hey, I mean, all I needed was just one baby carrier, a bag of essentials and Ollie. We would take morning walks, hand in hand, or even let him walk ahead of me. He loved peeking into the windows of the neighbourhood child care centre, looking at what the kids inside were doing.

Ollie go school?” he would ask. Soon, darling, when you grow a little older, you’ll get to go to school.

These days, it is harder. Just before QT came along, I made sure Ollie understood the rules of going out with mummy; shoes on, out of the door, into the stroller. I allowed Ollie to walk alongside with me pushing the stroller once. Whoo…big mistake. Think 6mth pregnant woman running after a runaway toddler with the lightweight stroller trailing behind.


But I would feel bad, especially when we went out to town for longer periods. Ollie would basically be in the stroller for up to 5 hours, out only when it was lunch. I could not foresee running after a toddler with a baby on me in a carrier. It was very much a controlled event. And those were the early days of us venturing out.

These days, I’ve been getting the hang of going out with the boys. I’ve also been telling Ollie what we were going to do before we left the house, and also telling him that if he deviates, we would take the next bus home, or just put him back in the stroller (if we were using it). It has worked so far. It seems to give him an idea of what is happening and what to expect. And for the past couple of days, I’ve decided to not take the stroller with me, just so Ollie could have more room to move around, see and do more things. And I am pleasantly surprised.

We had more to talk about. Ollie would tell me what he saw and asked what this sound was, or what someone was doing. It was easier to educate him about crossing at an uncontrolled junction. I allowed him more freedom to do the things he asked to do (e.g., press the button to trigger the pedestrian crossing or the lift). He helped me picked groceries from the shelves when I asked him to. The moment we stepped out into the lift, he automatically reached out for my hand and held it. And didn’t let go unless he saw something he really wanted to do.

We’ve been making regular trips to the library as well. I decided to let him out of the stroller and let him explore. The past couple of times have been pretty consistent. He would run to one of the toddler tables, stack a chair, pick a totally random book and sit down to look through it. A boy after my heart. I’m really glad he loves reading and looking at books.

You know how I mentioned that I envied looking at other moms who have kids who seemed to follow them without getting up to much mischief? I figured if I never let Ollie try things out on his own, or allowed myself to let go just a little, I wouldn’t know what Ollie would be capable of. And things have been pretty good so far. Well, apart from one meltdown yesterday where I had to grab Ollie off the floor under his armpits and just board the bus. Even then, it had been pretty funny cos of the things he was saying. Even the passengers close to us were smiling at what he was saying in between his sobs and sniffles.

If every meltdown was like this, I reckon I can handle it. =P (okay, I’m REALLY not asking for more meltdowns thankewberrymuch).

I guess it is a lot about stepping out of the comfort zone and pushing boundaries for myself, in order for Ollie to be able to explore more. Argh..so difficult to let go. One step at a time I guess!


double milestones

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hey monsters,

yes, both of you. what is going on here?? are you guys up to no good??



I knew you guys were up to something when the two of you exchanged this look.

let’s start with you, Ollie. all of a sudden, you are randomly announcing that you need to go (do a wee). Or if I asked you if you needed to go, you would say ok. And in both situations, you would actually go on the toilet. Hmm, looks like you are ready for undies eh?

Well, yes..and no, Daddy’s undies do not go on your head. *sigh*

You also randomly started announcing that you had done a poo, in your own Ollie way. “*grunt*ooooooh, mummy, need wipes and change diaper!” hahaha. A little too late to get you to the toilet, but hey, that works. Little toddler steps at a time okay? No rush. For now, you can waddle around in your poopy diaper, whilst yelling/asking me for wipes and “change diaper!”.

And that spelling. Wow. You blew me away when you learnt how to spell “toilets” by heart in just 2 hours. Daddy pointed out the word to you on a sign at the airport, and you recited the letters out. And the rest was history. Now, mummy’s going to teach you how to spell “library“. muhaha..cos that is going to be one of your favourite places to be at. =P Yar, of course. Now that you know how to use the word “favourite” too.

And you, young man. Yes, you, Quentin. Did you just like decide that you will flip yesterday??? *throws hands in the air*

I’m proud of you, don’t get me wrong. I had been worried about your progress..cos you were born 6 weeks early. Your 哥哥 had been able to flip at 3 mths and here you were..already 4.5 mths old. But hey, taking away the 6 weeks, you are pretty much on par. So yay! *high five*

You had been giving me signs when I have been guiding you to roll to your tummy by pulling your hand. You were slowly getting less reliant on me pulling you and using your stomach muscles to help you roll. Daddy reminded me that those nights you were nursing every 2-3 hours were just advanced warnings you were going to surprise me soon.

But both you and 哥哥 at the same time?? What is this, post Mother’s Day present? Hahah. Well, thank you then. I am very pleasantly surprised.

Time really flies and almost half a year has gone by. Both of you are doing very well. And I’m proud. Thank you for letting me be your mum. It is my privilege and I love you guys.