in my robe.....Rather than dwelling myself on a typical guilt for the obvious reason (of not updating this blog!) I might as well pretend that this has now becoming a norm and I'm going to learn to accept this tiny little flaw in my blogging character.
Where do I start? My sweet darling Mya...aaahh bless her. There is no day or even hour passing by where she is not in my thought and I really feel she is growing up way too fast! Only last few weeks, she was asking me, "Mommy, can I wear a make up?". And I sure know where she get the idea from. She can now recognise the numbers and most of the alphabets. Her current favourite question is "Why?" and sometime I am running out of possible (clever) answers. My parenting skills have often been put to test lately, specially in dealing with her public tantrums. But I always try to develop a thick skin and do what I need to do and ignore the attention of other people, who are rude enough to stare. And it is always easier said than done.
She still sleeps next to me during the night and I know I should be more firm and adamant in teaching her to sleep independently but it is almost impossible to bear listening to her crying and begging while saying "Mommy, I want you please....". At her age now, separation is already difficult and I think there is always a part of me that is still not ready to let go.
She can be a great companion but no I don't think she can be my shopping buddy, not yet anyway. I mean, she is after all only 2 and a half year old. Soon, I believe.
