Showing posts with label patience. Show all posts
Showing posts with label patience. Show all posts

Friday, July 9, 2010

Power of P & P


Power of prayer & patience is simply wonderful!!

I had difficulty rinsing Isabelle's shampooed hair since about 1.5 weeks ago as I have shared in my earlier post. Almost devastated, I added this into my prayers. I asked God to teach me how to deal with it or to teach me how to bluff her to let me get the job done.

As usual, took Isabelle into the bathroom and as usual again, once the water touches her head, she shrieked. I stopped and let her play with her unusual toys aka plastic spoon and some container lid. Then I uttered "Lord, please help me". I continued to play with her and then after a while, as I told her "Let Mummy wash your hair ya" I slowly lie her head down on my wrist. Surprisingly, she didn't struggle and today, after 1.5 weeks, I finally get to really wash her hair!!

And my baby's hair is now squeaky clean and smells lovely!

Wednesday, July 7, 2010

Being A Mom Taught Me...

Being a mom has taught me....

THE ART OF MULTITASKING
I can no longer take my own sweet time in most of the things I do. No more washing hair, scrubbing and cleaning my face separately during shower. I had to do it one shot. It is amazing I could do it in 1 minute when I used to do all that in 10 minutes before the baby came.

PATIENCE
Impatience is my trademark. Step on my tail & I will explode. I have learn to be patientand I am still learning.

BETTER TIME MANAGEMENT & PRIORITY SETTING
Staying up late to clean up the mess from the day while the rest has gone to bed and snoozing away so that the next morning, Isabelle & mummy has a clean place to play and spend the day. Prior to having Isabelle, all the chores can wait till weekend.

APPRECIATE CARTOON
I now watch more Mickey Mouse Clubhouse episodes a day than my beloved series in a year.

UNDERSTANDS FUSSY BABIES & EMPATHIZES FRUSTRATED PARENTS IN PUBLIC PLACES
I am not a snob. But before we became parents, scene of screaming kids and wailing babies really put us off. We would turn and give them the irritated please-shut-your-kid-up-you-are-disturbing-us-and-very-annoying look. We could not understand why can't the parents do something or just do not attempt to bring such difficult baby out to torture the rest of the public and please just stay home.

PUTTING MYSELF LAST, SACRIFICE & APPRECIATE
The real meaning of sacrifice and I can now feel what my parents specially my mother felt and went through raising me. Not only I appreciate what my parents has done for me but I know I want to give back in folds the love they gave me in any ways I possibly can. Thank you Mom & Pa.