I am writing this entry and worrying at the same time about the things that has been happening around the world. I am scared and feel unsafe, not just for me but for my family.
Year 2020 came with the loudest roar. It made its entry known to every one. The wild fires in Australia, the volcanic activity and ashfall of Taal, and the COVID-19 or Corona Virus. The word safe is an understatement. No one is untouchable. The virus is inevitable. We have to do our best to not to catch it for the sake of our family. They say it's only a matter of time until someone you know, someone close, your community etc. gets infiltrated by the virus. I hope it won't happen but there is always that possibility.
Meanwhile in our household...
The little one is 3 years and 5 months. Speaks a lot about everything. Uses words like actually, oh my gosh, that is interesting, interview, veterinarian. We know the planets, we are learning the days of the week, we know our full name, abc's, numbers, counting, adding visually. We sing a lot! From Into the unknown, Speechless, the classics Reflection, A whole new world, to Wrecking Ball, Cake by the Ocean, Yummy, Dance Monkey, Hand Clap, Thriller. She knows I work for Amazon and dada for Boeing. She knows the logos of Amazon, Starbucks, Target, Costco, Walmart, McDonalds, Shell, HMart, Safeway.
Camilla likes being told about facts. She likes to listen to informational or educational stories. I explained to her the Corona Virus that's happening and it's new information to her and she attentively listened and answered my questions when I asked in the end, "What do we do to protect ourself from virus?" She said to wash hands with soap and water, sanitize, stay home, and cover mouth when coughing. Camilla listens and very well understands when you explain something to her and give examples. She would add her own examples sometimes.
She stll cries a lot when she doesn't get what she wants. We always need a gameplan or distraction when in stores like Target. We have to explain that big toys and surprises are for birthdays. Small toys can be bought some times, if she has been a good girl or pottied/pooped in the toilet. Speaking of, we are good with number 1. Going number 2 is a very big hurdle because the time she did it succesfully, the poop went out fast, but after that, it was hard to push out again and she doesn't like sitting on her potty for a long time. I say to her when she's ready, we'll try it again.
She still doesn't eat veggies. Blame it on me. I just don't know how to get her to do it or cook it for her.
We have been on our own for the past 2-3 months. It has been tough doing a lot of things every day starting at 3am. Some days I feel like crashing by the end of my shift. The struggle to wash her poop during my 15 min break or when she poops and I am bot on my break yet, keeping her quiet for 7 hours, making our meals ready in 10 mins during my 2nd lunch break so she can eat more, making sure no slimes or snacks or drinks or playdoh gets on the carpet, cleaning up of toys, washing the dishes that had been used since early morning, squeezing my bath time and pooptime to fit my last 15 min break. I know by the end of my shift she is more excited because to her that would mean we could play together already and she could be loud again. I feel guilty when I tell her to play by her own for a while while I take a quick nap or rest. It breaks my heart some times. When I couldn't take it, I cut my nap short or just don't nap at all and we just play tag or hide n seek or play with her toys.
I am thankful that I get to be with Camilla every day. Every waking moment is precious for me. I am lucky I am not missing these times. I hear her say "I want to feel you momma", and it means she wants to physically get close to me. Either we hug together or cuddle, or lay down close to me, she has to feel me. I like hearing it. I like to feel her too. I like it way too much that I don't want it to change.
We hear her I love you's, too. "I lovr you mommy and dada". Those precious words. She says "thank you momma" too. Sometimes out of nowhere, sometimes after I prepare something for her. One time I asked her why she was thanking me and she said "for taking care of me."
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