@ 4 years 10 months 2 weeks 1 day
These days Ryan learned to talk back when I reprimand him for his misbehaviour. He would say things like:
“Mommy, why you do bad things to me?”
“Mommy, I said sorry but why you still do bad things to me?”
“Mommy, why you scold me everyday?”
“Mommy, I don’t like it you do this to me”
* bad / this = scold. I never used the cane on him (yet).
and last night, for the first time he said “Mommy, I hate you“. Sobssss…..
Ouch! That hurts! Dem! I was closed to tears. I know he didn’t mean it but… dem.. it still frigging hurts.
It all started because of his silly acts. As usual, Ryan is always full of mischievous stunts and last night, because he was wriggling around when I was brushing his teeth, he slipped and thank goodness he balanced himself and did not fall nor hit his head on anything.Â It wasn’t the first time I have to nag him to behave. Well, I know kids being kids, they ‘misbehave’ but that having said, they need to be ‘taught’ a lesson, a good one. I was determined to put my message across by hook or crook to let him know Mommy mean business here and no YehYeh or MahMah is gonna ‘save’ him.
He, being the manja type started whining. He demanded (as usual), I sayang him else he would not keep quiet. IÂ wasn’t in the bestest mood either being tired and devastastedÂ after finding outÂ one of my best friendsÂ is diagnosed with ovarian cancer. She’s only 34 years old. Double sobs.
So back to Ryan. I asked him to calm down and recollect his thoughts and ask himself if he was at fault. Sure enough, everything I said falls on deaf ears. Instead he threatened me with louder cries andÂ screamed out he won’t keep quiet unless I sayang him. That really hit the threshold of my patience. I smacked him on his butt and that was when he screamed out ‘Mommy, you do this to me, I HATE YOU‘ in between hisÂ sobs.
I was very very upset by then and I dare him to repeat what he just said. He dare not. Instead he repeatedly say ‘Mommy, I don’t like you do this to me!” “Mommy, please sayang”……. I tried hard to keep my cool and senses so I walked away picked up the phone (pretend) and call “uncle”, to come pick Ryan up at 8.30pm since he hate his mommy now. I even packed his clothes into a bag. I guess that was a big blow to him. HeÂ dashed towards me, grabbed his clothes and put them back into the closet. By then, he knew I truly mean business. He begged for forgiveness and (again) asked me to ‘sayang’ him. By then, I was drained. I ‘sayang’ him and sent him to bed. He kept sobbing while drinking his milk. I was too exhausted to even bother but before he doze off, I threatened him I will go away should he not learn how to RESPECT his mommy next time. Expectedly, he cry to sleep.
After the monkey doze off, I tuck lil B in bed. By 9pm, both of them were asleep. Just when I thought I could finally have some me time to reminisces my own thoughts, I heard cries on the baby monitor (I was in the next room). It was Ryan! He was looking for me. He probably thought I left him for good due to his misbehaviour earlier. I shooed him to queit downÂ but heÂ was simply inconsolable. The next thing happened, lil B who was sleeping in the same room is awake. Hubby, who just got back,Â came into the room took over to pacify Ryan but heÂ was simply ignorant. When his cries reached the next decimal point, hubby loses his patient too. Ryan was then summoned to the naughty corner.Â It was such a scene.Â By then I feel sorry for Ryan but this kid need a good lesson.Â I won’t be surprised hisÂ cries could be heard a few blocks away.Â As a result,Â YehYeh came up to our room and “sum tong” his beloved grandson is going through such punishmentÂ asked his son (hubby)Â to stop disciplining Ryan.
After a while RyanÂ tiredÂ himselfÂ from his own crying. He stopped his drama and soon he was in the arms of Daddy ‘manja-ing’ and the next minute he was already similing. That’s my boy. He cries easily but also forgives easily. He came up to the bed, said sorry and asked me to make him some milk. When I passed him the milk, he said this to me ‘Mommy, I Love You‘.Â Awwww…. MinutesÂ later, he dozed off.Â Thank goodness,Â no more midnight drama.
On the other hand, the small fella is awake and only fall asleep an hour later.
This morning Ryan woke up with a cheery mood again. When I asked him to apologise to me again.. he playfully said, ‘.. but I already apologised 3 times, mommy’. Huh.. so he counted?? Doesn’t matter… I hope he learned a thing or two from this episode and will be more mindfulÂ of the words he speak.Â
If you’re reading this one day.. “MOMMY LOVES YOU TOO, BABY“.