I spent 3 full days with Dillion and must say this chap zapped me lotsa energy with his everlasting energiser battery.. not forgetting his tantrums and meltdowns he gave us.
Motherhood is not as easy as I thought it would be. I always assume as long as you talk and reason with your child nicely, you will get a nice endings.
Dillion can drive me up the walls at times when he insist on crawling into the kitchen, opening drawers or crawl around the toilet when I'm bathing him. He can never sit still for more than 5 minutes.
I scolded, raised my voice and even beat his hands but it all failed. He is still young to discipline or understand.. but tell me, when will it be the right age?
Nurturing a child needs plenty of patient and effort. Dillion is training me to be one.
Today, he was throwing everything he can grab hold on to the floor in a cafe. I was so pissed and embarrassed and I can't raised my voice or beat his hands in public for fear of being labelled as abusive mum.
On way home.. he cried pitifully when i refused to let him hold on to my ez-link card. I was so numbed to his cries that I ignore him totally. Passer by was giving me this queer look.
I'm always learning and improving to be a better person and to keep my temper in check.
At the end of it all.. i'm glad that my son still loves me as much with all the hugs and laughter we shared.
My son can be an angel at times.. I gave him a stare when he had fun beating my face.. next moment, he laid his head on my shoulder. Gosh.. how not to forgive this boy?
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