Nap, Run and Some Milestones

I have not updated my blog lately due to my late night runs and afternoon naps. This post is going to be long. 

I started running because I am sick of feeling fat. I know I am not but I feel it, so hear me out.

I run also because my son runs fast. If he has his dad's running genes (who can win a race for Scarlett  during sports day despite Scarlett being the last in the relay), I think I'd better start preparing myself for the future to chase after him to keep him alive. 

I run so that I get to listen to some music and have some me time. Every night, around 9.30pm, I start to run. Because it is late and dark, I get a little paranoid and scared, I run around the area downstairs my apartment whereby the security get to see me. I don't go far. It is ironic too as I am running around the spot whereby a young man jumped to his death few years ago. It can get a little eerie at times but I just keep going. 

I run because I hate to run. Yes. I hate it so much, to the point I am challenging myself to do it. We'll see how long I can do this. 

It's been two weeks since I last updated and let's talk about milestones too. What I learned over the last two weeks is that terrible two is REAL (he is 20 months old and some said it can start from 18 months onwards). So real. We can't recall Scarlett having it. We got so lucky. But not this time with Chester. I mean, sometimes, I feel as if I have a lunatic for a son. Chester's meltdowns are over the top at home. Sometimes it gets so bad that I just want to laugh, especially when he throws himself on the floor when he can't get what he wants. He is smart enough to pick the mat to throw himself on though and he learned that hitting his head on the floor is too painful to express his emotions.

Cold neighbour next door saw us the other day and finally talked to us seeing Chester. 

"Oh his face is so cute, but he is quite noisy, isn't he? I don't hear him cry much when he was a baby. He seems to cry a lot more lately." Oh yeah, neighbour, you are so right.

Terrible Two aside, Chester started the habit of pointing at things, asking us to look at where he is pointing. He also started self feeding occasionally (when I am in the I-don't-care-how-dirty-you-are mood). He throws his own diaper in the morning to the bin in the kitchen after I changed him and also has the habit of covering our mouths if we happen to cough. He also channels his inner cat a lot by going into boxes. It's been fun watching him do all that. 

One little finger tap tap tap...point it to the sky

One little finger tap tap tap...point it to the plants

"Mama, cover your mouth when you cough!"

We have started to shift his routine too. He used to have morning nap at 10ish but I now let him stay up till 12ish or 1ish. 3 hours nap usually and he wakes up at 4ish, allowing Scarlett to get some free time to do her homework and me to NAP too! Today, I am skipping my nap to update my blog.

In order to do so, we bring him out to parks or malls and let him run. Sounds like walking a puppy and sure does feel like it too. When he is home, he gets bored, he gets grumpy and terrorizes us and our things. One of the reason I stopped going near my computer is also because I kept my computer off most of the time as he has been "attacking" it. 

Running in the park

Following papa wherever he goes

Church playgroup has been great for him. Great as in, he is not exactly liking it but he is participating and not screaming bloody murder to get out of it. That to me, is good enough. Girls like to snatch his toy or ball for some reasons. He would never dare snatch them back but instead looked at me with his puppy eyes, pout a little and then started to cry. I swear I have to stop myself from laughing. He wasn't that nice to the little boy living above us during our playdates. He will try to snatch the toy back from our neighbour but with girls in the playgroup...hmmm...

I actually like that. He should just let it go even if it means he will be sad. It is not easy to raise boys to be gentlemen nowadays but I hope I can at least try. 

Thursday playgroup which he particularly enjoys the playground

"Mama, help...." the little girl kept pushing Chester in the car and he was terrified hahah

Friday is a lazy day for me to cook something nice for Chester. Breakfast for Chester was just rice cereal with half a pear, a cup of strawberry yogurt for snack and fried eggs with boiled pumpkin and half an avocado. I made myself this drink that I have been drinking to replenish energy. I had this drink during confinement to replace water and it has given me the amazing energy to look after Chester and still go to work. I am trying to get back on with this drink to help. Seriously, I am so frustrated with feeling tired all the time and looking for ways to help myself beat it.

Now, I think I still have about half an hour or an hour (if I am lucky) to take a quick nap. Till then....have a wonderful Friday!