I am back. And back with a vengence.
My departure the last 2 weeks made some things very apparent.
Firstly, nothing can beat the care given by my parents for their grandson. In the one week he was with them, he didn't fall ill, didn't not sleep well, didn't not eat well, drank his milk heartily and learned quite a few things.
I noticed the vast difference in my son when I returned. He put on alot of weight and he could concentrate better when I talked to him.
It must have been the time of emergence for him. And I think my parents dedication in talking to him constantly, showing him new things, disciplining him (with the years of experience in bringing me up) and their constant music that filled the house must have provoked any milestone to a greater extent.
In Ipoh, he got excited tearing paper and trying to keep the little pieces in his hand while tearing another bit away. He got excited looking at the rain that gathered in the roof gutters fall into the pail below. He relaxed being outside the house in the compound in the early morning breathing in fresh air and looking at my parents do their gardening. He looked at my parents and the neighbours as they exchanged courtesies.
It was a different life. One that really made him stop and wonder and listen.
This has reinforced my desire to send him to my parents place for a week or two every year from now on. And when he is bigger, during school holidays.
So, what am I back to do?
I am back to make sure I talk to him more. And teach him carefully. To tell him stories of moral and love and kindness.
I am also back to cooking more and better for him. I will start getting him fresh food, bring out the slow cooker and cook hearty meals for him during weekends. I will get simply food like fish, fresh fruits and vegetable stew to feed him on weekdays as an addition to the porridge he has at the babysitter.
He is getting bigger, I will start to let him have some cheese and maybe some yogurt as variety to his food intake.
I intend to start him on E-excel to boost his immune system.
My son is capable of being heavier, fatter, smarter. The buck starts with me.
And I am back...back with a vengence to make it happen. The buck will not start and stop with me!
Pray for sustanance!