Kehkehkeh, if he reads this, he will strangle me. But can’t help being so melancholy today. He has gone to work! Part-time. For a few RM per hour as a waiter. In one of the hotel in town. It is his own idea and own effort to go to Popular, McD and other places to ask for a job.
*sigh* It seems like just yesterday that I gave birth to him. And just only, I told a mom-to-be to treasure the moments of birth, including all the pains. She is due to deliver today and posted in my parenting forum before she leaves for the hospital. I felt so excited for her and suddenly, it hit me. Hey, it wasn’t that long ago, I was in this kind of a excitement. Those tough moments seem to zip through like in a movie.
This is the first born whom gave me sleepless nights when I was working full-time. He got his nerves all tensed up every night due to over excitement (from two crazy, over-the-top parents) and we had to stand in front of one white wall, let him stare into nothing but white wall until he settled. Yeap, some babies took in too much of their surroundings, they got too excited and cannot sleep. Bluek…. at times we felt like ‘hempuk-ing’ him when he cannot sleep and we have to work the next moring. (Hempuk? you guess leh?)
Fast forward somemore, he spent a lot of times in the hospitals. Due to childhood asthma. And once, he injured himself in a bicycle fall and we (including the surgeon) did not know the severity until he pee-ed blood. The surgeon was shocked to find from the scan how serious it was. He said that in a normal person, the guy will be flat out or wrtithing in pain but my son was walking around, normal. For several hours, we thought that he had to get his kidney removed. But thank God, the bleeding stopped and he was fine, except for 1/6 of his kidney permanently damaged. That few moments, I was ready to give him my kidney.
Then, he was the 2nd man in the house during those times when we were busy with Vincent. He helped a lot during the care at home. No one is expert as him to measure medicines, lots and lots of types. He maintained a chart, even.
But he has his stubborn streak that can make any mom goes mad. There is no such thing as ‘No’ as far as he is concerned. One thing I learnt in parenting – give them lots of space and they won’t stray far. Forget about the age-old, “I am your mom, so my word is final.” It is all about negotiations, understandings (like, if you don’t do this, you are going to get me (5xmom) into deep shit, so you better do it). Sometimes, I don’t know who is in charge, really!
So, anyone has any part-time job for a 16 years old? Very reliable, responsible, matured, adorable?, speaks good English, trusty, handsome, strong, agile and well-mannered. (But heh, this is the proud mom talking, so you can minus like 75% of that)
My Jamie Oliver dates and walnut pudding that did not turned out so great ‘cos I never follow recipes.
A good weekend to all!