My love has turned 14 months on Mother's Day. Mother's Day was great. Lots of freebies when you're a mother eh? I got a free flower from the lady who sells Enfagrow milk powder, I got a candle that smells of apples from Sunday morning mass and lots of Happy Mother's Day greetings from children wtf (feel so old) and free cupcakes from Cupcake Chic at Sunway Pyramid, plus a Happy Mother's Day dinner from DH the night before; just the three of us. We also celebrated Mother's day with his mum and the rest of the family at Zen on the day itself. And since Peanut's monthniversary falls on Mother's Day itself, we let her blow the candle on the cake my BIL bought, and we even sang her a birthday song. Muahaaaha saja only lah. It made Peanut very happy though :)
No pictures though. Recently, it's been quite tough snapping pictures of Peanut. Cos she.just.can't. freaking.sit.still. And it's driving me insane. Put her on the stroller, she'll try to stand up. Strap her in, she'll scream as if we're torturing her. Let her sit in the high chair, she'll grab at everything in sight, and she'll attempt to stand up. Let her loose in the room, she'll open up all my drawers and take everything out. And dinners are getting stressful. I've reached that stage where either me or DH need to eat first, while the other person takes care of Peanut. Though there are times we just ignore her and continue eating lol. Cannot always give in okay? If not, she'll think she has us eating out of her hands.
She does have her endearing moments though. When she sees an old lady on tv, she'll say auntie though it sounds more like ann teh. She sees a big poster of a face in the shopping mall, she'll point to the eyes on the poster and say "eyes". She will stand up on her own and then start clapping immediately with a huge grin on her face cos it's such a feat for her that I can't help it but clap along as well.
She's still cruising, can't walk yet; When we ask her to smack daddy, she'll scream "smeggg!!!!!" and gives him a tiny slap on the hand. Lol, so funny and yet so wrong. Or when she's doing something naughty and I'll tell her "mummy's gonna count 1 to 10 and you better stop doing it before i reach 10!!" , and when I do start counting 1, she'll continue on with 'two...three...four...ten!!!" skipping five to nine effectively.
I really wish i can spend more time with her each day. As she grows older and time seems to fly by so fast, I really do wish I can spend the whole day with her, nurturing her, teaching her on the wonders of the world, making lots of different types of food for her and just watch her grow. Working full time just can't let you do that. Sometimes when I reached home after work, I'll be so tired I'll just watch her play while I catch up on finishing some mundane tasks that needs to be done. My MIL is doing a very fine job taking care of her, but I just wish sometimes that I can play a bigger role in her life.
We're gonna move to our own place pretty soon. Paint job is done; light fittings, air-conds, fans; all are fixed up. We still need to install an alarm system, a water purifier, get more furniture, get the painter to do final touch ups, and i think we should be done. :) And oh, lots of moving and unpacking. Perhaps, once we have a place to finally call our own, I can think of how I would like to take things forward.