Yday was a horrible day. Lil Shauna was noisy and fussy at home and Daddy Lim and I decided to bring her out to jp. She's usually well behave when she's outside and was for a large part of it yday. However, she peed in her pants when we were right in front of the toilet bowl. -.o" And while I was shopping for new panties for her, she wanted to poo poo. While she was at it, there was no toilet paper and I had no hp. I had to leave her in the handicap toilet while I ran to find Daddy Lim for my bag and tissue. The whole toilet affair drained me, but I know it is part of toilet training.
Then, she had to whine for new toys, which I refused and sparked her non-stop whining until we were home. I don't understand why she cannot talk properly. Haiz. Her whining thins my patience and I would have spank her if she pushed my limit a little more. Fortunately for her, she didnt push her luck too far.
When we were home, I was already tired from the mental torture. The Lil Isaac was wailing non-stop bcos he was being bottle fed. He refuses to drink from the bottle and was crying non-stop, refusing to suck. He rather cries and goes hungry while the milk tickled down the side of his mouth. -.o" My mum was frustrated too and kept nagging that we have to bottle train him, alternating between latching and bottle feeding him. Ok lor, I never say that I dont allow bottle feeding mah. I know that she was also tried from the battling with the baby and kept making sarcastic remark. I kept quiet, I know I will blow if I were to talk back then.
It is times like that that I hate my mum's routines. She set crazy routines that drive me crazy. Her all-must-shower-immediately-after-we-come-back, otherwise we are "dirty" and cannot touch the kids (if the kids have showered or did not go out). Her everything-that-have-been-brought-outside-must-wash theory. Her maid-must-throw-rubbish-in-the-night-and-must-immediately-go-shower rule. Her all-these-clothes-must-be-handwashed-and-cannot-be-machine-wash rule. The list goes on. And it is impossible to change her. These routines had been with her for donkey years. She brought them to my brother's house and now to my house. -______-" I am familiar with all these but they dont bother me in the past bcos I can simply turned a deaf ear and hid in my room then. Now, it is impossible bcos she made the maid follow her rules. She just cannot let go and rather that we all go into some mad frenzy following the routines, setting off crying kids, all to get "clean". Arrgghh, how contaminated can the outside be?
I can only rant to Daddy Lim and my sis and close both eyes. We are in a delicate situation. We need her, especially after I go back to work. it is really no joke looking after 2 kids and we need her help. Haiz. It sets me wondering. How did my SIL tolerates her all these years huh? Her "ren gong" must be top notch. Or maybe it is simply getting used to. I am used to being the lady of the house and doing things my way until my mum comes in and disrupt the way things are done? Maybe I will get used to them one day... or so I hope.
Then again, other than the crazy routines, nagging and sometimes senseless comments, she's really great. Doing things and helping me that only a mummy will do for her kids. I still love her, just need to complain about her at times. Hohoho. I wonder, 30 years down the road, will Lil Shauna and Lil Isaac complain about me being a pain in their neck like how I am complaining now. I think so. Hohoho.
Mummy Lim
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