If Tempest Blue were to read my blog again now, he would frown upon the recent contents and think that I'm back to my old self again.
DEcided I have had enough of looking dull and stressed over housework and looking after my kid.
In order of priority to be fixed as below.
1. Teeth Whitening
2. New spectacles
3. Rebond hair
4. Sign up for a Bioskin FAcial treatment package
5. Sign up for a slimming treatment package at London Weight Management
As I have a limited budget.. I'm going for 1 to 3 first.
I will do 4 hmm..I will go check it out if I can use my credit card to pay in instalments. My heart will bleed if I have to fork out over 3K for such things at one go. If they don't allow payment by instalment.. hmm.. I don't know. Not as if my husband will ever offer to pay for me. He will encourage me to go for such stuff, but not offer any single cent. All his extra cash goes to his darn car.
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I took baby to playgroup for the first time today. It's such a memorable day, her first day of school ever..I should have taken a photo there! I didn't. Well, I will do it next lesson. A parent is required to accompany each child throughout the entire lesson.
She freaked out when the teacher wanted everyone to paint their hands red to do handprints. She clung on to me so tightly like a koala I once carried in Australia 1o years back, saying "scared" incessantly. I only managed to get her to do one handprint. I wanted to put it up on the wall at home, but she started freaking out when I did so again saying that she was scared. She also freaked out when the teacher put two stamps on her wrists. She hates to be dirty.
She can speak over a hundred words. I have been keeping a record. I jot down all the words she can speak - the clear ones. I excluded the ones when she only says one out of the 3 syllables in the word etc.. She can also recognise over 70 words. But.there's one thing I have never taught her, that is to say her name.
So, when she was asked by one parent, "What is your name?" and I replied that "She doesn't know how to say her name. I have never asked her to do that before." The parent asked, "How old is she?" "21 months" Then she gave me the 21-months-still-can't-say-own-name look. Damn.
Whatever everyone thinks. I know my child is of average calibre. But she's the greatest in my eyes. It's not her fault. Blame it on me and the father who didn't pass her good genes. Blame it on me for not taking nutritious food during pregnancy. Blame it on me for neglecting her during her first year because of my work.
