Things My Three Year Old Is Teaching Me
Zara officially turns three today.
Flashback to the day she was planned to come into this world (few weeks before she was due because of placenta previa) - the c-section procedure where you can hear and feel everything happening in the bright and cold operation room, that first cry of joy, the first touch with her in my arms and my first kiss on her tiny forehead. That day was magical and an emotional one for my husband and I.
Now a three-year-old, my little adult, who so often emits that strong mature aura that frightens me. Over these years I have learned and is learning so much from her. My pride and joy, my dearest baby girl Zara, thanks to you I've got a teacher that shows me what is it to live life with less stress and agony.
It's ok to cry.
She is the drama queen in the house and in class. Every little thing that frustrates or irritates her will make her cry, and sometimes drive her crazy. She will cry, even if it's just a short while, and there after she'll be fine like nothing has happened. Learning from her anytime anywhere also can cry character, I have learned to sob and melt down when I have to. Whenever I have too much bottled inside me and didn't know how to react I will just let myself go. After releasing those bottled up emotion and thoughts I get my focus back and am able to move forward. So cry when you want to, it helps one forget and move on.
Kickback, slither and lepak!
Zara sure lives up to her Chinese zodiac sign! A slimy slithering snake who is always ready to curl right into her act whenever wherever. The Mummy and Grandma are her favorite targets - slithering and twirling herself all around our body like a snake with its prey. She would throw herself in the most relaxed and bo-chup manner just to get that stretch or comfy rest on her back. Thereafter she'll give a very satisfied smile to show how much she's enjoying the moment in the comfort of our embrace. I do that whenever I can too, and it sure feels damn shiok.
Demand And You Shall Get It (Most of the time)
Being the youngest in the house usually means she get whatever she wants and is able to do whatever she want to do. Most of the time the girls will be keeping themselves occupied with toys, books or the iPads. Once a while, the girls will fight and cause havoc just because Zara wants whatever the sister is playing or using. Or the other way around. Usually when that happens, the one who cry the loudest or demands first win.
As we grow older, we somehow forget how to ask or demand for things. We have learned to take on responsibility on our own and avoid troubling others with our demand. But sometimes we really neeeded that extra help to make things work or a demand from family or friends to make oneself happier. I've learned to never be shy or afraid to ask for something, as long as it is legit and no harm caused, just ask and usually you'll be surprised how much support and help you will get in return.
A big hug a day keeps bad thoughts away.
Every day we hug, a great big teddy bear kinda hug, for comfort. That few seconds of touch makes all bad happenings, thoughts and emotions go away. It is that magical. When Zara is feeling down, I'll give her a hug and she would throw herself into my lap and surround herself with Mummy's love. These contacts not only help calm her but also makes me forget my bad day and how tired I may be after a long day out for work.
Thank you Zara for teaching Mummy these little things and more in life, thank you for your love and hugs. Happy Birthday my feisty princess. Let's grow old together. To an awesome year ahead!