As heartwarming as it is to hear your little one call you, it can be painful when it’s at 4.30am. I was trying to be as unresponsive as her Baba, trust me. But the only thing that can effectively get her to go back to sleep is milk. And it’s during these times I really wish I had the heart to kick her out of our bed and into the second room. But I’m still not sure who would be more terrified of her sleeping all by herself, her or me. 🤷🏻♀️ Generally I still really enjoy co-sleeping with her and especially waking up beside her. One day she’ll be all adult-ish and independent. I just want to keep her close by me for as long as she (or her Baba) will allow me.
No fear. She bounced back quickly enough.
Last week The Mister surprised me when he woke up early to make me one of my favourite food – fried dumplings (or potstickers as some Westerners might call them by)! And what more, made it from scratch! He didn’t stop there! He realised the ginger was running out so he went off to get some at the grocery store so he could prepare sliced ginger soaked in vinegar as a condiment for the dumplings. Just the way I love it.
Yes. My husband is that awesome.
So awesome I felt all that deep loving feeling for him when I inhaled my breakfast.
I could not stop myself to take a picture so I had to draw it up to lionise and memorialise the legend that he is. I could boast all day about my husband but then I would just be an annoying show off.
I am the most blessed of women to be have this man as my husband and my children to have him as their father. ❤️ The Lord God has been kind to me.
The Mister occasionally has to hold me back from coddling Coffee when she cries as she apparently has learnt to use her cries as a means to threaten us. I always thought I would be the firm and fierce mom but I’m a complete softie when she cries! Maybe when she’s older, I’ll be that way but for now it’s her Baba who’s the disciplinarian.
I caught the same bus The Mister and Coffee was on and without thinking through things, I sprang energetically in front of them to give her a scare.
To everybody else on the bus, it must have been the most bizarre thing! To have a strange woman get on the bus and all of a sudden shouting (it was just slightly loud) at a poor little baby.
That was certainly what the lady beside The Mister thought. After urgently assuring her I was in fact the mother and not a crazy lady, we tried to explain to her that we had been training Coffee not to be easily scared by odd sounds.
She seemed to be in a huff, either from me scaring her or me trying to scare a baby, and was giving me laser eyes. Coffee’s reaction to me was only to jump and then went back to observing her surroundings. There wasn’t even any warm excited reaction in seeing her Mama, hmph. And when the lady saw her chilled nonchalance, softened, and gave her a thumbs up.
And boy, was I glad Coffee did not decide to randomly get scared and cry at me. I might have gotten a hail of condemnation and scolding from the bus load of people for doing such a bizarre thing to a baby.
On another note, though I had rolled my eyes when The Mister started his “training program” for Coffee, it has strangely… been good for her. It’s been a case of nurture vs nature and while she is naturally oh so gentle like a beautiful flower, she’s being trained not to go to the direction of a wilting flower. I can’t wait to see what kind of girl she’ll blossom out to be. ❤️
I do try my best to be on time 🤷🏻♀️
But there’s always a hundred of things to slow me down. It used to be a hundred of cars. Nowadays, it’s an achy back.
Ok, maybe just my lack of focus on getting there fast enough. But I do when it truly counts!
And yes, I’ve gone back to work though it’s a temporary one for now. I absolutely love that it’s just round the corner from where we live. Now I can’t imagine how much precious time is lost on commute especially when the time can be used to be with Coffee.
Every lunch hour The Mister, whose work allows him to work from home and be the main caregiver for now, brings her round so that I can cuddle and feed her. I really love that we’re having our cake and eat it too right now. ❤️
This is why both of us don’t play children’s songs at home now.