No compromise

Clashes of opinion is inevitable when it comes to parenting. Parents always wants the best for their children during those crucial growing up years. I find always doing the best for my son is hard, sometimes.

There’s always interference from outsiders and relatives who are often judgemental on my parenting skills and my opinions regarding children’s diets.

You see…a lot of relatives questioned me on why I don’t encourage my son to take a lot of sweet food and why I throw a fit whenever I saw meddling relatives adding sugars/sweeteners or Milo in to my son’s milk before feeding it to him.

I’ve said it before and I’ve said it again. I want the best for my son and I refuse to tolerate added sugars in his growing up milk. It can be harmful to his body. It not only increases the risk of many health-related issues like obesity, diabetes and dental cavities, but it also triggers hyperactivity and lack of attention in him.

Some people may think that children need a lot of sugar during their growing up years, but I know for sure that it’s not true and just a myth. Too much will do more harm than good to children’s bodies.

Currently, I’m using Anmum Essential for my son. It contains absolutely no added sugars. It’s the only growing up milk powder in the market that contains no added sugars. And because its got the advanced nutrients found in other brands, I don’t feel like I am making a compromise anywhere – it’s the best of both worlds

Parents who have the same problems as me should also take a firm stand. Don’t let meddling in laws, babysitters or relatives undermine your children’s health by allowing them to feed your children excessive added sugars or talk you into buying growing up milks that claim to be superior and specially formulated for growing up children and yet still contain such high levels of added sugars.

I know as parents, we have a lot of woes as people can be judgemental towards our decisions whenever it comes to parenting. But be firm. It’s for our own children’s good. If you’re worried and feel uneasy on what you’re doing and wish to share your experience with other parents like yourself, you can get connected to Mum Knows Best Facebook page.

Mum knows best is a forum for parents such as yourselves. Mummies and daddies alike, you can share your parenting woes, your concerns and parenting tips and tricks with other members. It is real mums talking and sharing with real mums. Its great – do check it out.

I have no doubt that you will benefit from it greatly. You not only can share and exchange your views on parenting and providing the best nutrition for your children during their growing up years, but you also can learn more from each other through it.

 

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Thank God he is not my father…

Thank God that I am not my husband’s daughter for if he is, I would be absolutely aghast and disgusted with the fact that each time he goes back to his mother’s house every Chinese new year, he will be involutarily reverted back into a child…or rather, a kindergarten child. You see, all these years I never see my mother in law treat him like an adult who is completely capable of thinking and making decision for himself, what more for me and his son, which is a very, very sad thing for me to see.

Every year would be the same thing. She would nag him all the way and as soon as he arrives at the door…she will be bombarding him with load of things such as why he takes so long to arrive, why he did not start the journey early and whatnot. And then she would proceed to complain that he is sweaty and he should be taking a bath and whatnot.

This year is the same with the previous year. The only difference was that she added our pet into the equation. She wasn’t happy about the cat and was asking why we bring our cat along and that our cat will make the car dirty and smells disgusting. >.< Whatever. I wonder if nobody told her that her son and her grandson owed their life to this cat and would have been burnt to death if not because of the cat and she deserves to be treated like apart of our family instead of a stray animal. My father and mother stopped doing such thing to me ever since I turned 12. They respect me and I am allowed to have my own opinion.They allow me some degree of freedom and they allow me to make my own mistakes so that I could learn and grow. While I don't always see eye to eye with my mother, I still can be friends with my father. I sometimes wonder why my mother in law do all this? Is it out of habit or she does this because my husband is a patient man and never retaliate? Or is this the only way she can communicate with all of her children? I honestly don't know. My father in law may still treat all of his children like children sometimes, but he still have some degree of respect towards them, and he never nags or scold his children in front of their spouse or grandchildren. He would do it privately or when he thinks we are not around or not listening to the conversation. Frankly speaking, I am okay with that and it's never an issue though I find it annoying at times. Scolding and nagging my husband openly makes him looks really bad in front of us; his son and wife. And I am certainly glad at this moment that I do not have a daughter as fathers are supposed to be very macho and heroes in their eyes instead of someone who is indifferent and submissive towards such things. Respecting the elders is one thing, but being bullied is another thing altogether. Thank God we don't go back so often. I am not sure how all these will affect my son's opinion and respect towards his father but I can be sure it won't be good to let my son see people treating his father like this very often, and I certainly get why my brother in law and sister in law never bothered to overnight in her place or stay more than 2 hours each time they visited her. Contorary to everyone elses opinion on their action which labels them as unfillial towards my mother in law, I think it's not because they have no respect whatsoever towards my MIL, but because it puts a strain on their marital relationship. They are mature enough to understand that they cannot change others and they have to do something to adapt. Why bother to go through all that when it is completely avoidable if you make a bit effort on preventing it to happen? My brother in law and sister in law probably understand the fact that the children are seeing all these, and it won't make a good impression on the children if they sees their parents are not respected by other adults. And besides, they probably do not want their children to label their grandmother as a person who nags them and threatens to cane (and actually cane them) whenever they do not sit still or refuse to finish their food. Pshychologically, such things are all negative to the young minds as children are perceptive. And seeing such thing will most definitely make them think that the adult in question is not worth respecting since they themselves are not respected. Cleffairy: It finally occurs to me that I would probably fail to provide a positive environment for my daughter if I had one. And I come to realize that the lack of little girls in my husband’s family is actually a blessing in disguise.

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I’m in HELL

Meeeeeeoooooowwwwww! Omg! I’m all locked up in jail.

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No tv and no toilet. No basic Meow Meow rights.

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Ohhhhhh my God! I’m in HELL. Can somebody please get me out of here? Or at least turn on the air-cond. Hell is really hot!

Meow Meow: Get me my lawyer. They are not supposed to lock me up like this. I wanna sue em animal abuser!

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Grounded

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Heyya folks, it’s Meow Meow again and I am really unhappy with Mummy these few days. She not only hijacked the remote control while I was watching my favourite cartoon ‘Lilo and Stitch the series’ the other day, but she also go banshee on everybody whenever somebody turns on the TV. SOBSOB!

This is all big brother’s fault. He’s been lazy, been disobedient and been misbehaving ever since he found out that we are going back to papa’s hometown. He was at his worst behaviour and as a result, it strike mummy’s nerve and she grounded everyone from watching the tv. She threatens to throw away the tv if anyone dares to turn it on and said nobody will be watching anything until big brother starts behaving and stop being such a lazy bum bum again.

Sobs! I’m innocent! I did nothing wrong! Why can’t I watch tv? 🙁 Will someone please tell mummy to let me watch tv again?

Meow Meow: Sometimes, people don’t realize that their action will affect others negatively. And we should all always remember that certain privillages can be taken away from us easily.

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I have no expectations, but…

Do you know how challenging and difficult it is to raise a child with special needs? I bet most of you have no idea how difficult and challenging it is to be a mother to a special child, because not everyone understand how it is like to be in my shoes.

My son have ADHD (mine with a hint of autism spectrum and Asperger as well, but I’m too lazy to explain it right now). To put it in layman’s term, ADHD is a problem with inattentiveness, over-activity, impulsiveness, lack of social skills or a combination of all these. Children diagnosed with ADHD are different. Their cognitive development and social skills are usually at a slower pace than your average children who doesn’t have ADHD and whatnot.

Unlike most parents out there who are worried on how well and how competitive their children is doing in kindergarten or school, my concerns are different. I cannot be overly ambitious and compare my son’s milestone with other children his age because he is different, and I cannot expect him to be like other children when he is clearly not. God did not designed him that way.

I do get wistful at times when I see children his age can do more than him, but I understood that I cannot have the same expectations on him. He is different in many ways… from social and interacting skills to his daily diet have to be different.

Many noticed how ‘different’ my son is, and more often than not, people do not understand why he is like that. They do not understand why he doesn’t have eye contact with people when they speak to him. They do not understand why he will not make any effort to communicate with people unless he’s really familiar with them. They do not understand why he cannot sit still and his concentration is horrible.

People…especially those who are ignorant and do not bother to listen to my explanation often condemned me as a bad mother who failed to teach my son to behave. I am also labeled as a cruel mum for being strict in every aspect of my parenting with him. (because being strict is the only way for me to get him to do things!)

I always have these words hurled at me:

“Why doesn’t he eat rice?”

“Why can’t he sit still?”

“Why is he not talking to us? Doesn’t he know how to talk? Didn’t you teach him how to talk?”

“Why is he behaving like a retard? Why he gets upset so easily?”

“Why is he throwing tantrum without reason?”

And most irritating questions of all is this one:

“Why you stopped him from taking sweets? Why you refused to allow him to take sweetened food or drinks? Children should take more sweets. Or else they won’t grow up! That is why your son so skinny like a stick! You don’t feed him well enough!”

Look! It’s not that I do not feed him enough that he doesn’t grow sideways like those kids who resembles a tub or lard more than normal children. I do feed him. But his diet is different. Medically speaking, sweet things like candies and chocolates triggers hyperactivity in him. I don’t allow him to take them too much is because of health concerns. It is hazardous to him.Ask any doctors and they will tell you the same thing.

It is not that I am cruel that I deprived him of all those sweet things. It may look cruel, but I am actually being kind to him for it is bad for his health and development.

But what do these people know? They are not his mother. They are not living with him. They don’t raise him and they have no idea how it’s like to walk in my shoes and I doubt they will understand until they had to deal with children with special need 24/7 themselves. They had no idea how horrible the side effect of excessive sugar on my son’s body. They haven’t seen him being extremely hyper and had zero concentration whenever he took too much sugar.

I know better because I am his mother and I know what’s best for him. Mothers always knows best. It doesn’t matter if they are mothers with normal children or children with special needs.

Cleffairy: I shall raise my son as I saw fit any everyone else who don’t bother to understand his condition should butt out of it!

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Over and over again!

I feel blessed that I have wonderful friends like Smallkucing who is not only thoughtful, but very tolerant of my faults as well. Not long ago, Smallkucing and his family went for a short foodie trip to Malacca, and as usual, they bought me something and told me that they will drop the goodies to me when they’re back in Kuala Lumpur.

My family and I wasn’t really feeling well during that time, and so, the night before we meet up with Smallkucing and his family, I forced my entire family to drink poison… ahem… I mean, take medication in hopes that we’ll be be in tip top condition when we meet Smallkucing’s family the next day. You see, I did not want any of us sneezing and spreading germs to Smallkucing’s family when we meet up.

We did feel better the next day, but my entire family slept like a log and nearly couldn’t wake up from our sleep when Smallkucing and his family arrived the  despite the fact that I’ve set an alarm for the appointment.

*BLUSH* I was completely horrified to see that there’s 10 missed calls and loads of sms-ses from Mamakucing! She did not only sms and called me, but called my husband’s handphone as well but none of us could wake up to the ringtones.Gosh! That never happened to me before. My family slept like the dead after taking the flu medicine.

I would like to sincerely apologize to Smallkucing and his family for the unfortunate incident. I really didn’t mean to KO that way on the day that I’m supposed to meet them. >.< I seriously did not know that the medicine that we bought from pharmacy was so strong that it could knock out out terribly.

I’ve learned my lesson now. No more poison…I mean, medicines that will knock us out whenever we have a lunch or dinner date. :(It was a really horrifying experience for me. I never knew that one could really sleep like the dead to the point they cannot hear anything at all.

Ironically, it was the neighbour’s renovation noises that woke us up from our slumber, alerting us of those missed calls and those smses that Mamakucing sent to me and my husband. Boy, I never thought I’d say this, but I’m glad that my neighbour decided to bang down his house again.

Anyway, after the ‘sleep like the dead bodies’ fiasco, my family and I did managed to meet up with Smallkucing and his family for lunch. (Thank God for that, or I’ll never forgive myself for breaking a promise)

We meet up at Wadi al-Nile for lunch again. I know I’ve featured Wadi al-Nile restaurant here for God knows how many times already, but we can’t help it. The temptation is too huge to ignore. the food is not only divine, but the price is reasonable too. They also served things in huge portion, and we never have to complain about their service cuz they give 5 stars service to their customers. The owner of the restaurant is also very friendly and would often greet us whenever we dine there.

I always feel happy and satisfied whenever I dined in Wadi al-Nile. They have plenty of exotic things to offer. And so, during that lunch date, we ordered various type of things to be shared with each other.

As usual, Arabic mint tea is a must. It’s Mamakucing’s favourite. She never failed to order this whenever we patronize Wadi al-Nile. I’m a tea lover, but whenever I patronize this restaurant, I prefer to order Barbican or Fayrouz instead. I simply love their flavoured malt drink.

Smallkucing’s papa had Kabsah rice with lamb. Don’t be fooled by the picture. There’s plenty of lamb meat buried underneath the rice and everyone was amazed on how perfect and tender the lamb was. There’s also no unpleasant smell whatsoever.

Uncle Patrick opt for Hanith chicken with Mandy rice, and he was praising to the sky as he enjoyed his rice. He said the chicken was perfectly steamed in herbs and was very flavourful.

Florence on the other hand chose to try Hanith lamb with Mandy rice. Like Uncle Patrick, it was her first time trying out food in this restaurant. Florence was absolutely happy by the fact that her lamb was perfectly steamed with herbs and spices and has no funny smell whatsoever. She told me that she couldn’t get enough of the juicy lamb. LOL. I stole a piece of lamb to taste from her as well. It was indeed divine, but I know my limit. Lamb makes me feel hot all over, and I did not dare to take too much of it.

Mamakucing on the other hand, was always crazy for the tender and flavourful Kabsah chicken, and so, she ordered Kabsah chicken with Mandy rice to share and enjoy with Smallkucing.

Knowing that the food portion here is way too big for me to finish on my own, I ordered Mandy chicken rice to be shared with my husband. The portion was always enough to keep both of our tummies full, and it was divine, as usual,  God, I wonder what the chef put inside of all of his cooking? I can’t help but go back and have them over and over again and can’t seems to get bored of any of it. >.< You see, a few days before I meet up with Smallkucing and his family for lunch, I already went to the restaurant of my own to satisfy my cravings. And a few days later, I went back to eat the same thing again. Gosh… it’s so additive, and I can’t seems to stop going back to eat their rice. Okay, I’m positively addicted to Wadi al-Nile’s food. Compliments to the chef, from the bottom of my heart.

My boy wasn’t up to anything but French fries that day. I suppose his appetite was still missing in action due to the fact that he just recovered from flu and fever.

All rice dishes came with yummylicious potato stew. It’s not only creamy and sourish, but it’s also very appetizing.

And not forgetting the tantalizing chilli dips. Somehow, I think Florence is in love with the chilli dips. She can’t help but praise the chilli dips as she dig into her rice. 😛

Smallkucing’s papa also ordered some Arabic bread to share.

And it goes very well with the exotic Hummus.

Everyone was happy at the end of the meal, and I can testify that everyone had their plates squeaky clean. To see what Smallkucing thought of the food, click here. He also blogged about it.

I’ve been to Wadi-al Nile countless times, but I have yet to get my hands on their desserts. It’s not that they lacked desserts on their menu, but each time I patronized this restaurant, I’d be too full to try anything else. >.<

One of these days, I’m gonna make it my personal mission to just go and order their desserts to enjoy. (But I know it’s impossible, cuz I’m addicted to their rice.)

The food is THAT good and if you haven’t try Wadi al-Nile yet, be sure to give them a shot. But be forewarned, you might end up like me… addicted to the Arabic dishes. 😛

Here’s the address for the restaurant, in case you’re tempted to try the food:

Wadi AL-Nile Restaurant, No 72-0, Block J, Platinum Walk, No. 2, Jalan Langkawi, 53300 Setapak, Kuala Lumpur. Tel : 03-41312356.

Cleffairy:  This is not a paid food review or an invited food review, but I highly recommend this restaurant to those who loves exotic Arabic food.

Ps: Thank you Smallkucing and family for the lunch treat.

 

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Don’t talk to strangers!

When I was a little girl, I was taught to be wary of strangers and I was trained to alert my parents whenever some strangers make attempts to approach me. You see, I was a chirpy little girl, and my parents were very protective of me. They do not want anything untoward happens to me.

I wonder how many parents these days taught their children not to talk to strangers? I come to notice that most children these days are not afraid of strangers. They are in fact very friendly towards people that they are not introduced to. They could make acquaintance easily with adults who are strangers to them and is oblivious to the fact that talking to strangers can sometimes be a very bad thing.

I know most parents taught their young children not to talk or be friendly to strangers, but the advices seems to fall on deaf ears. Many blame the parents whenever they see such things happen, but I don’t think parents can be blamed fully as it is children’s nature to be trusting. Children who comes from a loving family are especially trusting and friendly. They feel so secure that they have no fear towards people around them.

So, what can we do to fix this and make them wary towards strangers? Well, I don’t know. I don’t exactly have a method to educate children not to talk to strangers or follow strangers around.

I’m no pro in parenting, but perhaps they can be educated by showing them movies or educational videos about children being kidnapped and sold off to slavery. Perhaps it’s much more effective than just advising them?

I know it’s abit harsh and might be traumatic for children, but if it works, why not? I always believe that children are visual creature. And they responded to things that they see more than to things that they hear. I don’t mind scaring children abit if it’s for their own good and if it keeps them safe.

Anyway, for what it’s worth, I’m glad that my boy is quite an anti-social and not friendly towards strangers or people he does not know well. Last night, we met up with my sister in law to give her something. And before she leave, she lured my my son to her car with a handful of candies.

She may not realize that her behaviour can be likened to those typical kidnappers who sweet talk and lure children with candies to their car, but I’m glad that my son reacted in a way that I wanted him to react; by pulling away from her and running back to me and my husband. 😀 I’m really, really glad that my nagging and advices did not fall onto deaf ears after all.

Cleffairy: My poor sister in law was probably aghast with my son’s reaction as she’s his aunt, but this mummy approves his reaction, even if she’s his aunt. LOL!

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Christmas came early for me

I feel so blessed and happy. Why? Well, Christmas came early for me this year. It’s not even November and yet I’ve already received the most wonderful Christmas present from my godbro, SaintSeng who is living in New Zealand  a couple of days ago. He’s someone I got to know through an online game during my younger years and now is working as a sailor.

So… what did I receive from this generous young man? Did I get something cool all the way from New Zealand? Well…I didn’t receive anything that I can touch or hold from him… it’s nothing that I can unwrap as he had made a very generous donation to a charity body that I supported in my name.

I was so touched that my eyes gets misty when I received the notification in my email notifying me that my godbro has made a donation in my name. This is by far, the most wonderful Christmas present that I ever received in all of my 27 years of life.

People may have given me gifts that I can unwrap for my birthdays or Christmas, but nobody ever donated to a charity in my name before, and this is much more meaningful to me than those gifts that I can unwrap because it benefits much more people and not just myself.

Thank you Seng for being so generous and thoughtful. Jie love ya heaps, and  God bless you always, no matter where you are, at land or at sea.

Cleffairy: You’re always in jie’s prayer.

 

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What is dyslexia?

As most of you probably know, I have a son who is an ADHD child. I’ve been teaching and tutoring him on reading and writing, and it is getting on my nerves that he is rather slow at grasping it. As of late, his pace is worrying me… and his tendency to write from the back of a word makes me think if he’s also a dyslexic. I’m not sure if he’s doing that on purpose to get on my nerves or he really have difficulties spelling and writing in the correct order, cuz so far, his teacher has never complained about this tendency. I’ve asked the teacher, and she said she did not notice anything abnormal while he was writing.

It is worrying. I suspect that my son have dyslexia as well. Do you know what is dyslexia ? Dyslexia is a learning disorder that is language-based. If a person has this disorder then it likely that they have a difficult time with reading. They may also experience other problems with language skills: pronouncing words, spelling, and writing.

I don’t really care if my son have dyslexia. After all, it is not that he’s a retarded, it just means that he have a learning disability and I need a correct way to teach him. I can always send him to dyslexic learning centre and whatnot.

My only concern now is the society’s acceptance and tendency to judge people who are different and have learning disabilities. They always condemn such people, and I find it rather demotivating and demoralizing.

I am worried on how he’d fare in school too, considering that this country does not exactly allow children to learn according to their own pace and put them in the same learning group. Instead, they put children with same age together and force them to compete with each other academically instead of allowing them to learn according to their own pace.

I don’t know about you, but it is rather unfair towards such children with learning disabilities. How can they grow and benefit from the education if they cannot keep up or they are constantly forced to do things the normal ways?

Cleffairy: *sigh* I guess my son won’t be going to mainstream schools. He won’t survive and benefit from that sort of education. I’ll be sending him to school where he can benefit more from the education by learning on his own pace and learn to discover certain things through experience and experiments instead of just memorizing facts.

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Pregnancy and Birth

Ever since I’ve been having those recurring nightmares on giving birth to a baby (as I mentioned in my previous blog entry),  I feel rather traumatized, and I can’t help but look for information on babies and pregnancies.

You see, I always believe that the best way to overcome your nightmares is to research and understand the root of your trauma. I’m guessing that my body was somehow traumatized by the thoughts of having babies again and therefore, the brain manifest it into nightmares repeatedly.

And so, I decided to get more information on babies and pregnancies so that my brain could stop being afraid and comprehend that pregnancies and babies is just another from of reproduction, and there’s nothing to be afraid of.

And look at what I found while I was looking for information about babies and pregnancies? A chart on pregnancies and birth in the US. When I looked at the chart, I feel as if my heart was wrenched.

So many babies were born to teenage mothers, and I wonder what happened to those babies and young mothers. Were the babies raised by the teenage mothers themselves? Or were they adopted into a foster family? Not many teenagers are responsible enough or have the capability to raise their newborns, so I’m guessing, most of the babies were given up for adoption.

Poor children. I don’t mean to preach. After all, I made the same mistake but if only all these teenagers are smart enough to practice safe sex, then they won’t end up getting pregnant and stuff. But then again, to be fair, there’s no fault-free form of contraception. Condom breaks and sometimes, Pills failed you too.

The only 100% most effective way to prevent unwanted teenage pregnancies is abstinence, but then again, abstinence and celibacy is never appealing to teenagers with raging hormones.

How do we stop all these, then? I don’t have an answer for that, I’m afraid. I think it would take a rocket scientist to answer that for me.

 

Cleffairy: If only the teenagers were put through a seriously harsh motherhood and a nasty labour along with recurring nightmares like me before they decided to get intimate with their partners, then perhaps abstinence and celibacy will be appealing to them and the birth rate of babies who were born out of wedlock and to teenage mothers would drop.

 

 

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