Our little darling boy is now 10 months old! In a few months time, he will be 1 year old and he will *officially* become a toddler. How time flies.
I have to admit that I have not been writing about Athan on a regular basis — well, at least not as consistent as when I was bogging about Calvin’s growth, mainly because of the time factor. Everyday passes by very quickly when I am with the boys. They keep me on my toes all the time, even more so now that Athan is crawling. Yup, you heard me right, Athan is now crawling.
He began to crawl when we were in Singapore. He is still learning, but his current skills is enough to get him to many places, especially under table and chairs and the TV unit. He enjoys crawling after his big brother (Calvin would be running!) or wherever Calvin is playing. I often put them side by side at play time with 2 sets of toys. However. The little brother often refuses to play with his own toys — he is more interested in his brother’s. The problem is that he is not able to play at Calvin’s level and always ends up destroying what Calvin has built. This really upsets Calvin and then there will be screaming etc etc. You can imagine the scene.
Athan is a happy baby. He has settled into a basic routine. He naps twice during the day; one morning and one afternoon, and his bedtime is now between 7 – 7.30pm. We won’t hear from him till early morning and at the moment, he will continue to sleep after a brief feed. He will eventually wake up at around 8am. He is eating his solids well, thank God, with his 2 little teeth. He has been drooling a lot lately and I think another tooth is going to cut through soon.
Athan enjoys going out. He likes it very much when we go out for a walk in the evening. He flaps his arms and kicks his legs in delight. He has been quite vocal these days too. We are constantly *entertained* by his ta ta ta and da da da. Looks like this one will learn to call his father first. He goes “mum mum” when he sees his food, and he is NOT calling me!
Some days I feel that I am not good enough to be Athan’s mother, especially when he was a baby. I fail in many ways. Seriously. Motherhood is, in some ways, a work in progress. I am learning very day and by God’s grace, I am able to find strength to keep trying to be a better mother. Better in terms of having more patience, love and care for my boys. Robin has been great in encouraging me in this area. He always tell me that I am the best mother for the boys simply because God has given them to me and so it has to be good for me, and for the boys!