Both the kids sleep in the same room with the helper. L loves being the elder sibling, looking after her brother all the time. We have this weekend sleep-over arrangement with L and she always looks forward to it cos she can play games with us before she sleeps and it’s a great bonding time together too.
So it’s Friday and during lunch, L looked lovingly at Baby A and told him that it’s Friday today and Che Che will sleep with Daddy and Mama, so he has to sleep on his own tonight. As she said it, she was stroking his chubby arm with tender loving care. The way she said it was simply so endearing… I just can’t get enough of her. My sweetheart!
Just when I thought that the new sibling syndrome was over, it happened again when I least expected it.
A couple of weeks ago (it was coincidentally the onset of the Chinese Hungry Ghost month), L started being “shy” and didn’t want to say hi to neighbours in the lift. I found that puzzling as she has always been a very sociable kid who doesn’t shy away from greeting even strangers in the lift. I didn’t want to think much of it, especially since they say that kids can sense supernatural beings that adults can’t. Then just last week, she started clinging onto me, refusing to go to her favourite English enrichment class. She would be fine until the moment I leave the classroom. She would act up by crying incessantly and say that she wants mama. Thank goodness that her teacher is well-trained in handling such situations. She swept L up and comforted her. I took a deep breath and left L in her care, turned around and left the classroom, in the midst of her deafening cries. It was heart-breaking, trust me. I stayed on outside the classroom until she stopped crying, which was just a while later and I heaved a sigh of relief before heading off for my weekly sandwich. I brushed it off as a one-off incident.
Then, it happened again at her Chinese enrichment class and again every morning at her pre-school. This is not funny alright cos it can be very tiring for a breastfeeding mum who’s suffering from sleep deprivation. I’m keeping my fingers crossed that it’s just a passing phase. Really, I shouldn’t speak so soon in future…
Everyone has their favourite and I’m no exception. After all, L has been with us for 3 years. It helps when she’s so interactive, responsive, sociable, cheeky, funny…I can just go on and on. The fact that she genuinely loves her brother and always looking out for him makes me love her even more. For a 3.5 year old girl to behave this way, I think it’s very commendable. I don’t expect kids of this age to exhibit so much care and concern of another smaller individual who’s constantly vying for the parents’ attention. So yes, I love and adore L, over and above A at times. I know that I shouldn’t but I’m not a saint and I tend to compare the two of them.
When L was born, she was a fat baby and already very cute and chubby. It’s really hard to beat the weight of a 4-kg baby. And as she blossoms, she becomes cuter each day, always coming up with new acts to make us laugh and endear everyone to her. Her quick wit and cheekiness never fail to capture our hearts.
When Baby A was born, he was just about 300g short of L’s newborn weight but still considered a big baby. His looks are cute and his gaze was very alert, always noticing who’s around him. I must say that it’s rather unusual for newborn babies who are typically sleepy or asleep at most times. He’s not as interactive as L but as they say, boys develop slower and I’m still waiting, haha!
As Baby A grows day by day, he becomes better and better looking each day. His single eyelids became double eyelids one by one (starting with the left and then the right). It’s interesting to see the transformation of his looks, in a good way. He now has sharp features making him a very good-looking baby boy. I’m not just saying this cos I’m his mum but they are words of many others too. ;p
People always say “don’t compare your kids” but we are humans after all, aren’t we?
I’m totally surprised actually… When I brought L to the kids’ toys section yesterday, I found her looking at toys that are for babies. So I told her that she has outgrown those toys and that they are not suitable for her. Then I was caught by surprise by her response. She said that she was buying them for Baby A. For a little girl who’s not even 3 years old, I must say that I’m very pleased with her exhibition of love for her unborn sibling.