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Kaity, Lessons Learnt

In Her Eyes

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Recently I noticed something really amazing about my little girl – in her eyes all are equal! Everyone and everything is beautiful. She is unaware of what ‘ugly’ is; forget classifying someone or something so! There’s no rich, no poor.. No one too important (except mommy and dada of course!), no one less important! She’s always generous with her smiles. She never hesitates to wave her hands to our watchman, postman, little children on the street, beggars at the church entrance or random strangers on the road!

While I’m cautious about who she befriends, I also figured there’s a huge lesson I need to learn! Though not intentionally, I often (subconsciously) categorize people based on who they are, what they do, how the look, etc. But when God and little children look at everyone as equal, who am I to classify or categorize people. 
“There are no seven wonders of the world in the eyes of a child. 
There are seven million!” 
~ Walt Streightiff

There really is something wonderful in every person and every thing, if only we learn to look through the eyes of a child!

Kaity, Parenting

A Kiss – The Instant Remedy

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There are two simple rules I follow every time LO trips and falls, bumps against something or hurts herself –

  1. DO NOT panic or express fear
  2. Pay attention and empathize
I’ve noticed, most of the times when she falls or hurts herself, she first looks at me, sees what my reaction is and  then begins to cry. So though at times my heart would start racing in fear wondering if she hurt herself bad, I put on a fake smile, laugh about it and run to her rescue! And to my surprise, she’ll calm down in minutes!
In the past, I’ve seen some parents who when their child gets hurt or falls down, they beat the floor or the object that hurt their kid in order to pacify their child. Then I read in some book that doing so cultivates the thirst for revenge subconsciously in the child’s mind. 
Lately, every time K80 hurt herself, she cries and tells me (mostly enacts) how she hurt herself. Though what must have happened may appear very petty, I figured out she wants me to pay attention and empathize. This is where the magic kiss comes to action!
The minute I hear/see her trip down and cry, I rush beside her, hug her, make her sit on my lap and ask her what happened. I just love the next few seconds as she begins enacting the incident with the few words she knows and some sound effects. It is one of the cutest sights and I would want to burst out laughing. But I’ll wear my empathetic face and continue listening to her. Once she finishes her story, I’ll ask her where she got hurt. She’ll point to her knees or fingers or whichever place she got hurt. I’ll ask her again just to give her the reassurance that I really care and I am serious about her condition. Then I give her one long magical kiss where it hurt… The magic happens… My butterfly is back on her feet!
This happens almost several times a day in our house and every time it does, I just sit back and admire that child-like trust and faith my daughter has in me. Her pain probably did not  instantly disappear. But all she needs is just a kiss to forget her pain! 
Kaity, Lessons Learnt

My Ray of Sunshine is Back!

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Last week was by far the most challenging time I experienced as a mother. It was early Thursday morning around 6 am, I was woken up by my little girl calling me “Amma…” in a frail voice that I have never heard before. She took my giant blanket with her tiny hands and covered herself. I couldn’t see how she was as I was half asleep and our room was dark. So I pulled her closer to me to sleep on my arms and that’s when I felt that she was running high temperature.

The doc told me it was nothing but a viral fever and prescribed some medicines. Though her condition was nothing to get alarmed about, I just couldn’t see my bundle of joy lying on the bed weak with literally no energy to even manage a smile. She couldn’t eat anything but milk. She spent all day either sleeping or clinging to me, Dadda and her Thatha (who happened to spend a few days with us.)

I didn’t have to tidy our house because her toys and books were in place. I had absolutely no interruption in the kitchen. The vessels stayed in the cupboards. The house was so silent without her laughter. Honestly… I couldn’t have missed her more and that’s when I realized that though I loved my little girl so dearly, I often took her company for granted.

By God’s grace my K8O Koala got back to action yesterday morning! Yes! My ray of sunshine is back! I made sure she compensates for all the hugs and kisses I missed over the last few days. Now our house is back to square one. The hall is strewn around with toys and books.  Of course I do not have time to run errands or browse the internet while she is awake. But that doesn’t bother me any more. I have learnt to enjoy her company every passing minute more than ever!

Seriously, cooking, cleaning, washing, shopping, browsing… I can do those any day. But soon my little girl is going to grow up, join school and eventually fly away. It’s time with her I can never buy!

While we try to teach our children all about life,
Our children teach us what life is all about.
~ Angela Schwindt