I've noticed how D likes checking himself out in front of the mirror (any reflective surfaces) - not for vanity purposes, but rather, for wanting to know how he looks like when he's crying and eating etc.
Just a couple of weeks ago (8 mar, thurs), he was pretending baby and "cried". He came to me for comfort and said, "Baby crying~". Next, he went over to our reflective oven and "cried". At the same time, he was "studying" how he cried.
Four nights ago, he was enjoying climbing up and down a ladder. It was near his bedtime and he was truly upset when we told him we had to put the ladder away. Yes, he cried, genuinely. He cried all the way from the living room to our bedroom. Then, he suddenly remembered to check himself out while crying - he turned towards the mirror instead of getting onto our bed! I literally LOLed.
March 23, 2012
January 14, 2012
D's progressing well
After a much needed short break over the weekend, D had to go to school "all over again". Monday was bad. Really bad. But thankfully, things got better over the week - from crying all the way to school and upon seeing me again after class, to hardly any crying on the way to and no crying at all upon seeing me after class.
D was progressing well a little by little, day by day. I'm glad that that mommy had shared with me her story. I had prayed to the Lord on D's 4th day of school, asking for an answer (an obvious answer for I'm too dense to read His signs) on whether should I pull him out of school or let him stay on. The gracious Lord had given me the obvious answer through that kind mommy. Praise the Lord!
Weekend is here again. Hope this won't jeopardize the whole week's effort. Hang in there, D!
D was progressing well a little by little, day by day. I'm glad that that mommy had shared with me her story. I had prayed to the Lord on D's 4th day of school, asking for an answer (an obvious answer for I'm too dense to read His signs) on whether should I pull him out of school or let him stay on. The gracious Lord had given me the obvious answer through that kind mommy. Praise the Lord!
Weekend is here again. Hope this won't jeopardize the whole week's effort. Hang in there, D!
January 07, 2012
D's adapting well
D's big day was finally here. I was more excited than D about his first day of school. His first day went well on 3 Jan (2012). He hardly cried though he was looking around the unfamiliar surroundings for me. My heart sank as I watched my little lost boy from afar. The teacher gave us a school tour towards the end of the class and that was when D started crying. We entered a language room, kinda small and dimly-lit. D started crying since then til we headed home.
Thinking that D handled his first day pretty well, I left shortly after dropping him off, notifying his teacher that I would be back to join them for story-telling session. Much to my surprise, situation seemed to go downhill from there. Poor D was so terrified when I returned. His eyes were swollen from all the crying. Teacher's assistant told me that he had been crying on and off.
D really hated to go school... He put up quite a resistance about changing into his uniform and cried on the way to school. He cried even louder when we parted. Since 3rd day is the last day that I can be with him, I wanted to stay on til his class finishes. 45 minutes through the lesson, the principal came to me and reassured me that everything's gonna be fine, that I need to let go of D and let the teachers take over fully. Upon hearing that, I braced myself and let her carried D to his classroom while I waited at the hall. Through D's teary eyes, I could tell he was so glad to see me after his lesson ended. That night, he woke up a couple of times, scared, saying "daddy carry! daddy carry!". My heart shattered. D, our little sunshine, always so happy and smiley to other kids and strangers, resisted going to a mini socializing ground for little people? Mr Blockhead and I got worried and wondered it was too early to send him to preschool.
I thought of pulling him out, thinking of what happened that night. But after hearing a kind mommy's side of story, I've decided to give D a month's time to adapt.
Thinking that D handled his first day pretty well, I left shortly after dropping him off, notifying his teacher that I would be back to join them for story-telling session. Much to my surprise, situation seemed to go downhill from there. Poor D was so terrified when I returned. His eyes were swollen from all the crying. Teacher's assistant told me that he had been crying on and off.
D really hated to go school... He put up quite a resistance about changing into his uniform and cried on the way to school. He cried even louder when we parted. Since 3rd day is the last day that I can be with him, I wanted to stay on til his class finishes. 45 minutes through the lesson, the principal came to me and reassured me that everything's gonna be fine, that I need to let go of D and let the teachers take over fully. Upon hearing that, I braced myself and let her carried D to his classroom while I waited at the hall. Through D's teary eyes, I could tell he was so glad to see me after his lesson ended. That night, he woke up a couple of times, scared, saying "daddy carry! daddy carry!". My heart shattered. D, our little sunshine, always so happy and smiley to other kids and strangers, resisted going to a mini socializing ground for little people? Mr Blockhead and I got worried and wondered it was too early to send him to preschool.
I thought of pulling him out, thinking of what happened that night. But after hearing a kind mommy's side of story, I've decided to give D a month's time to adapt.
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