Just random thoughts of a parent

cheeky JW staring into mummy's computer while mummy surfs the internet

There are moments in the day when a mother wishes time would just stop for a while. And the perfect moment frozen in time. There are many such moments these days, as we watch JW learn develop and mature. Each day he develops and learns a little more. Each day, he becomes a little more like our little man. These moments are akin to little oysters with pearls in the vast sea of experiences. These moments are truly magical.

JW was ill last weekend, but is all better now though he never ceased to be his active and cheeky self. It is of course worrying when one's child is sick, but its a relief that its something he can recover from - something that could only make his immune system stronger.

There are of course illnesses that are not overcomed so easily. And these form the nightmares of every parent as ailments which have longer term repercussions - like stones weighing down on the heart. Dramatic as this sounds, it is true. I know no words to describe such pain, and the chaos that clouds the mind as a result. For I too have been lucky enough not to have experienced it thus far. For this is a helpless child - one who only deserves loving kindness, and yet, suffering instead. For today, JW is healthy in this regard.

Hence for today, I am grateful for JW's -
1) waking up healthy, creeping on all fours, reaching for the air conditioner remote, the cordless phone and my water bottle - to be put into his mouth!!;
2) checking out his own reflection out in the shiny surface of the piano and kissing it! (along the the pedals and the piano seat)
3) crying for attention and his ability to convey that he would rather breast milk than oats cooked in formula milk.
4) trying imitate my use of the mouse but subsequently ended up having it in ... you guessed it ... in his mouth.
5) sitting up to play with his toys and had the energy and strength to shake them about, exploring, and learning new ways of playing with them.
6) showing interest in the towel rack, tripod and his toy box, by shaking and pulling and tugging amongst other actions!
7) feeding well, albeit several times in the night and contributing to my perpetual backache, neckache and headache;
8) trying to talk to us at 10pm, as if to tell us that all is well, and that he is a happy baby.

On the basis of the above, today was a perfect day.

Mrs Kong.