We are now in year 2017.
T1 was born in 2004 and I started this blog in 2006. Yes, no kidding. I started it in the context of being a lonely mother because all my friends were not yet Moms and I needed an outlet because caring for a baby round the clock by yourself can drive you up the wall several times a day. Thoughts of throwing the baby out of the window or jumping out myself replayed every now and again so thank goodness for this blog, I found my sanity. Fast forward 11 years later, hey, we are still here living life better than ever!
T1, coming out into this world, made me the happiest girl ever. I had never felt such elation having met my first newborn despite being an over-ambitious career woman who had no plans at all to have a baby and really just had it to please my Mom as she was unfortunately then ill-stricken by cancer just after my wedding. We had plans to live without kids for a few good years before getting tied down but alas fate was not on our side so we made T1. God really sent me a good one. She came out being the loudest crying baby in the entire hospital and the hairiest baby gorilla too. But oh, she was the most precious thing. My Father-In-Law flew down just for the day to catch a glimpse of his first grandchild and my Mom was with us every single day doting on her first grandchild too. Goodness me, if there was one baby that was spoilt to the core, T1 was it. By her grandparents, not us. We literally didn’t have to get her anything because the grandparents themselves bought her anything and everything she ever wanted and needed. SPOILT!!!
As a toddler, T1 and I were busy having playgroups and playdates and we joined every enrichment play class under the sun because I was a new mother then and did not know what else to do with her. No regrets. She attended the Julia Gabriel Playclub and went to Chiltern House and I think really absorbed a lot throughout her childhood and had her body and brain stimulated to the max. She started reading at 3.5 years old and by 5, she was reading The Famous Five and by 7, the Harry Potter series despite many saying it wasn’t suitable for young children.
Now at 12, her very last year of being a child before hitting her teenaged life, she has blossomed into a sweet and helpful girl who can lash at you with a caustic tongue when necessary. I know right!!! How did that happen??? It must be in the genes!!! And apart from being the sweet pea that she is, T1 is also very, very smart. You know how I am such a lazy ass Mom who never helps their kids with their homework (well, mine never did!), because I believe that when the time is right, they will sort it out themselves; T1 is a consistent straight A student. Not that A’s really matter so much to me at all but she just is. Yet she isn’t a nerd at all. She is creative and witty and persistent. She can hold her own and think for herself in many situations, and to be quite frank, has helped me out of many problems with her problem solving skills. She is my best friend! She is so mature and understands the ways of the world and so far has not needed to keep up with peer pressure. All her classmates swear but she doesn’t. Well, I really hope she doesn’t. Because I can see that even though she is not as rich as some of her classmates who love showing off, she is completely self-assured in her own skin. She knows that she does not need to be rich to be of substance. And I am so proud of her for that.
She is really my Mother in a young body. She has so much of my Mom’s genes but I hope she never gets cancer. Thankfully, she is quite educated on quality food and does not have bad food habits so I hope it sticks and she will never be ill. Furthermore, she is a happy child for now so I pray that she never has to go through any form of sadness in her life. As long as we are tight as a family, we should be A-OK.
T1, my darling…..you really are so, so special to me, and I love you more than you will ever imagine, my precious pumpkin pie. Even when I scream at you for bullying your sister!