everyday with my son

Small stories of how it all went along

Archive for the month “January, 2013”


At 2 years and 3 months he just did it. He used his Potty for the first time and in the right way. Previous to it, he uses his potty as a toy, chair, ladder, or just a thing to push and pull around.

When we first bought the potty trainer, probably when he was about 11 months old or maybe even before that, we told him to use it and probably reminded him quite a few times. But when we realized that he was still too young to be potty trained we stopped reminding him of it. We did not forced him to learn it and we just kept it there sitting around along with his other toys.

Then one magical afternoon, I just told him, “if you are gonna make wee-wee use your potty.” and in that moment he rushed and sat there and made his first poo-poo. It was a proud moment for him and his face lit when he was finished.

Now, very often he asked his shorts to be removed when he is ready and everytime it was a happy time.

Never imagine, how making a poo-poo or a wee-wee in an Elmo’s plastic potty chair can be a milestone that seems to deserve a parade everytime.


@ Hospital

There is nothing worst than seeing your son that is sick. It is a mixture of fear, pain and saddness.

After days of having a fever, we had kenzo admitted to Asian Hospital. It is something we dread but we got no choice. His fever will go up and down, LBM also followed that made him dyhydrated and slightly weak. Yesterday morning, rashes started to show on his body & we knew that he needs to be admitted.

The few hours that followed was a blanket of unknowns. My mind was filled with a brew of what ifs and worry.

It was a silent ride to the hospital. No recitals of “Kenzo, where is the Gas station”? “is that a truck?” “Where is the bus?” nothing of that sort.

When all the initial medical procedures were done and doctors decided that he will be admitted, I felt heavy. I worry about the worst and how it will be difficult for his body to handle the thick needle of an IV fluid. I am also worried about his activity, I know that he cannot be connected to an IV for a long time without having an itch to gambol around.

And when the doctors knock on the door with a tray of IV stuff I started to worry. I know I cannot stand there and witness Kenzo’s pain. I know the right thing to do is to be there and go through it with him But I did not. I cowardly walked away and left my son with his Mum, Lola and Yaya.

The whole time I watched my son uncomfortably connected to an IV, and when I witness him vomit the soup he took and how his eyes rolled when that happened it sent panic in me. It is like a bolt of something that hits my feet and rush of blood run up to my head. It is a weird and very sad feeling and incomparable to something I had before.

I dont want this whole episode to happen again. I cannot stand it and I am worried to death. The silver lining to all this, It is just a strong fever and nothing that a few days at the hospital wont fix. It is not something that needs elaborate medical procedure… and that is something I have to be thankful for.

I just hope this whole event will end soon. I just want, if possible, to just sleep through it and wake up when it is all finished… or maybe better yet if all were just a silly dream.

I hope my son get well soon and I cannot wait to see him in his usual active self.


Angry Birds

I know he is a bit late to join the “angry birds party” and it was only now that he got a liking for it. First, he was not yet born when the Angry Bird mania happened and he is just 2 years old… so i guess that explained it all. Anyway, kenzo have gone crazy from beak to talons (or whatever the feet of birds are called). His love for it started when the game was introduced to him and he have not looked back since.

Anything about Angry Birds is a moment for him. In the mall, he would always be the first one to spot Angry Bird merchandise and will call out to have it purchased and if we wont, we gotta prepare for a tantrum meltdown.

We already purchased shirts, floor mats, toys, bags etc.. and still wants more.

Life is about many phases and one day he will move on to his next “love”, it will be a series of likes and dislikes as he go through his happy life…



2012 brought us so many happy memories with Kenzo. It is the year where he astonished us with over-the-top exuberance, playfulness, witty reactions, independence and a few cute small sentences.

It a kind of year where every parents will look back to and try to remember how it has been. It is a time full of fun and great things, and certainly we will remember this with a glad heart..always.

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