We celebrated mothers' day early this sunday, having high tea with both sets of parents and the 2 babies at Marriott today..
And we witnessed another milestone of En's. with the kids' utensils provided by marriott, he was eagerly eating on his own in his high chair, spearing quite accurately his little bites of food using the fork, and putting them in his mouth. of course, the floor beneath his high chair was such an ugly mess, i regretted not taking a pic of that now. I was so worried that the staff of Marriott would start demanding that we pay for the cleaning of the carpet!
But bravo for En, his attempt at independence is coming along nicely..
Then he gave me the Mother's day present in his own little way. He was clinging on to me like a koala, even when his fav papa tried to reach for him, he insisted that i carry him and would shake his head at Papa when Papa tried to get him.
It made me think that the rewards for motherhood seems surer than career rewards.. you know how you could have worked your A off and that promotion still passes you by sometimes. Well, at least for babies, the returns seem more sure and immediate - I see this as a return from the quality time I invested in en each mroning before I head off to work. Eh, not so sure the return will be the same for tenneagers, maybe by then, it would be what we call in Econs the "diminishing rate of return" hahah!
Still, it was a sweet feeling to be preferred over the all time fav papa. Not playing the one upmanship - but the rewards for spending time with kids are there. we just have to do it.
Then I came home, made the cottage Pie even though tired as I was, watched the fund raising program, and read Bak chew's blog on the death of the HP employee from the stress of work (http://pinkmayflower.multiply.com/journal/item/140). And I felt all the signs seem to be telling me the same thing..
I decided to make cottage pie over working.. Not too bad as a first attempt. At least En En was a staunch supporter, asking more many many seconds (bites) haha!
And while wacthing the fund raising, i heard Cai Qing sang the song which I love the first time I heard it in the 无间道 movie - 被遗忘的时光. And when i heard her sang the oldie 读你 I enjoyed it so much..
Reminding me that I seem to have age. Or rather, age, coupled with motherhood, has synergistically matured me, much like a wine maturing.. fermenting...
And when i read the blog of Bak Chew on the employee who died of work stress... i felt so angry.. and again the song by Cai Qing refuse to leave my head. In a sense, it seems very appropriate for funerals too. If you have not heard it, I share this here with you. In her rustic quality of voice, the song reminded me how time is wasted if we"spend" life freely. that in the end, what we have are just forgottem times.
Dedicated to both Baby En and Baby Xuan and Baby Rui, the babies who have managed to create havoc in the entire household before they have even begun speaking.. who have inspired love and dreams even though they are still too young to understand what these are.. who brought smiles to many even before they have learnt to smile, and of course tears, heart-ache and anxiety to their parents even before their physical presence are felt in this world!! For you all, the dynamite babies..
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