Time to go to school.

Hubby and I have been delaying sending Isaac to school. We feel that it is too early to let him start school...after all he will be doing it for the next 2 decades at least.
My niece started going to school before she was 1 1/2 years old. Since then Isaac has been asking to join her. He was hardly 1 year old then. It is actually quite pitiful, every morning he stands at the door wishing us goodbye and asking us where are we going. The first half of the morning, he is then left to play with the maid.
3 months ago, I brought him to playschool once a week, he thoroughly enjoyed it! At the end of 3months, I was too tired to run around with him anymore, so I stopped bringing him there. Needless to say, he was dissapointed.
Finally last week, I brought him to try a school near my house. I must say, I am so proud of him for jumping right in. I was shown around the little school while he joined the class. It was a good 1/2 hour before I went to collect him from his class. He was so involved in it that he hardly noticed when I walked in to call him. He was already teaching some of the younger kids how to do a puzzle! I told him that we are going home but he did not want to.After much cajoling and convincing, he cleaned up his playthings(without me telling him!) , hugged the teacher goodbye and walked out the door. My heart was swelling with pride ,looking at my little boy being so independent. It tugs at my mummy heart strings that before long he won't be needing me much longer*sniff*.
Anyway, we went home and he proudly told his cousin and his Mama abt his day at school. Next week we are going for a trial week and once he is comfortable abt me leaving him, he will be on his own.

Note: His school has a little swimming pool. I am so excited for him!

Then and now.....

Then.......

and Now...

tell me...what's not to love? :)

Why reluctant mum?

Why call yourself that? Many people asked....

Why not? is my answer.

I love babies.

I love how they smell=Spit and powder

I love how they feel=Soft and cuddly

I love how they sound=gurgles and giggles

They grow to be toddlers.

I love how they waddle and fall down after attempting the first few steps.

I love how slowly form into little people.

I love how amazed they are when discovering lil things like seeing a butterfly, caterpillar, fish. Things that we adults take for granted.

Then I gave birth to Isaac....

With him came the cries, the yells, the poo, nightly feeds and what I hated most was losing sleep.

I was not a happy mummy. I cried when he cried and it was often. I thought I'd be able to sashay my way into the Stepford Wife role but I was SOOO wrong. I hated being at home during the 2 months of my maternity leave. All the books that I read did not prepare me for having a baby. These books talk of the niceties of having a baby and none of the horrors mothers face everyday.

Eventually Isaac got better. He is now turning 3. From a yelling and screaming baby, he has grown into a fine, young toddler. He has none of those tantrums that toddlers are famous for, he is not fussy with food, he is polite, loves to read and most importantly he is so much more matured than lil kids his age.

We are expecting another boy in a couple of weeks. We have decided to name him Ian. While I think I will be more prepared with this baby, I am still apprehensive about the sleep that I am going to lose( As you can tell by now, Sleep is THAT important to me!!) Yes, I will be going through a whole cycle again and I pray that I have more strength to go through with it and less of the murderous thoughts that invade my head when babies cry.

So, one can conclude that I am no Bree from Desperate Housewives. I am more like Lynette when it comes to disciplining kids but at the end of it all, I hope I will have a child/mother relationship similar to that of Susan's.

At the end of a bad day, nothing perks me up faster than coming home face like this. Knowing that in his heart, you are the world to him. The best thing about kids....they unabashedly let their love shine through.