The Wisdom Tooth

The wisdom tooth is making a show. It is putting me on grieve. The pain is subtle and numbing at most times. Occasional sharp pain. Or the pain travels to other areas within the lower gum.

X-ray, extraction, surgical extraction

Painkillers, antibiotics, bacteria

These were the words uttered by the dentist.

Going for a second opinion this Thursday.

 

 

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The Family and The Superhero

Well, we sort of had a family time in the boys’ toy room last night, this amidst of my toothache and all. N wanted to write his name in some books. We later progressed to drawings. He first drew me, followed by his appa, himself and his brother. The later two after some probing from me.

He wrote his name on his own. Some time this year, I thought I needed to teach him how to spell and write his name someday. The day never came. I am, of course, impressed.

Here’s the family by my darling N.

 

After the family picture, he wanted me to draw Captain America for him. I told him to draw instead. Since he insisted and I didn’t want to spoil the time we were spending together, I got down to business.

Here’s Captain America, folks!

A Little Bump, A Spelling Test & Losing It

A Little Bump

At a round about, a car bumped into my car. Managed to note down his number plate. Don’t ask me the make. I am blur like that and it didn’t occur to me to note that down.

The other car went his way without stopping. Reached the office and found no dents. Only a little paint transfer. All is well.

A Spelling Test

N, with the help of my mom, called me at work just now. The child had scored 3/3 for today’s spelling test. He was hugged and kissed by his grandparents. He is going to be hugged and kissed by his parents today back home. 😀

A little history will help here, I guess. He has been routinely getting 0/3 for a  few weeks now. That’s because we don’t sit with him for spelling. If there is homework to submit, then yes, we sit with him to ensure he hands in his completed homework to the teacher. Sometimes, the homework is even outsourced to my parents! That’s the kind of parenting practised at our home.

Otherwise, I don’t bother or make him read or write at home unless he himself wants to.

Last week, however, I told him he has to improve on his spelling tests. This came about when he insisted of going to the mall that evening. I took full advantage of this and told him he has to improve on his spellings. Based on what he has written so far, it is obvious he didn’t bother to hear the words properly when the teacher said it. On Monday, he brought out his spelling book and we went through the words for a little while.

Needless to say, with much triumph, N had called me just now to say he did it, after all!

Losing It

I lost my patience with N. Thrice this month. The latest being last night. I hate myself!

D did not go scot-free either. I lost it once with him.

I really really feel like an awful person. A very bad mom in that. If only I could stop transforming myself into a ratchasi! *sigh*

The Spelling Test

Happiness is having your 4 year old call you at work to say he has got 3/3 for a spelling test. Not so much for the 3/3, rather his call and the importance he has given to the spelling test awed me!

Here’s the full story:
N, with the help of my mom, called me at work just now. The child had scored 3/3 for today’s spelling test. He was hugged and kissed by his grandparents. He is going to be hugged and kissed by his parents today back home. 😀

A little history will help here, I guess. He has been routinely getting 0/3 for a few weeks now. That’s because we don’t sit with him for spelling. If there is homework to submit, then yes, we sit with him to ensure he hands in his completed homework to the teacher. Sometimes, the homework is even outsourced to my parents! That’s the kind of parenting practised at our home.

Otherwise, I don’t bother or make him read or write at home unless he himself wants to.

Last week, however, I told him he has to improve on his spelling tests. This came about when he insisted of going to the mall that evening. I took full advantage of this and told him he has to improve on his spellings. Based on what he has written so far, it is obvious he didn’t bother to hear the words properly when the teacher said it. On Monday, he brought out his spelling book and we went through the words for a little while.

Needless to say, with much triumph, N had called me to say he did it!

Plants

The want to add more greens to the house kicked in a couple of weeks ago. On hearing this, MIL volunteered to bring in a couple of potted plants,  which I accepted graciously of course. The trigger to this want is the beautifully florishing holy thulsi plant in our garden. Looking at the main healthy plant and three other smaller ones, the heart longed for more.

With that, I received the afore mentioned ferns.  I had also converted D’s old milk bottles which were meant to be thrown out, into small water pots. The previous entry shows two of them bottles with water plants which I have placed at my work station at the office. The other is in my bathroom.

All I need is another fern and a bougainvillea plant. These too would be brought in by the MIL. All I could say with gratitude is a big thank you to make little wishes of mine like this, true… 

 

 

A Black Baby Snake

entered the house last night.

This is what it signifies, apparently:

Is another sign of good fortune. Whether in your garden, inside the home, or out trekking, if you meet up with a snake, it means something or someone important is coming into your life. Never ever try to harm or kill a snake when confronted with one. The more poisonous the snake, the better is the good fortune. The king cobra is described as a snake of extreme good fortune. Whatever you do, never kill a snake as they are also associated with some spiritual presence. They usually slither away themselves when they sense human presence.

Amex & Letting Go

Amex

Cancelled it!

The Bed & Child Gate

No, we did not get the mattress as initially planned. Instead, we converted D’s cot to a bed for N to use it. I kind of feel guilty for expecting N to sleep on his own in his bed while D, hubby & I sleep on a different bed. Darn motherhood!

I am sticking to this new arrangement, at any cost, anyway. I need to let go. We have also brought out the child gate. This is placed at our room door. This way, D could not leave the room when he is awake (given there is no cot to secure his movements anymore) as the gate will deter him from leaving the room.

N

Is now independent enough to have shower on his own. Yeaaayy!