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Can perspectives be rationalised?

This week, I have encountered many situations which have taught me that not all perspectives that I adopt can be rationalised. But in certain instances, rationalising does provide some solutions to the challenges that I face constantly or in the areas of parenting a 5 year old.

About Complaints

I am into Day 3 of no complaints. It was a struggle when I first started, but I realised the key to stop complaining is to start seeing complaints rationally. Before I sense a complaint rising, I try to identify if the problem is an irritation or an issue. By identifying this difference helps me to calm down and decide logically, if this is a problem, what are the solutions. And if this is just an irritation, I know that I have to be more flexible, patient and willing to extend grace to the person or the situation.

This has helped me to be less highly strung, more positive for the past 3 days and this experiment has been proven useful in changing my attitude towards people and situations. I cannot tell if I will continue to keep this up, but I think half the battle is won when I am able to rationalise my emotions.

So I have learnt that rationalising the root of complaints will prevent complaints from recurring.

 

About Failure and Personal Setbacks

Every once in a while, life may throw curve balls at you. Since January, I have been looking for a full-time job, thinking that it will be able to solve the financial issues for the family. In these 3 months, many doors opened but shut very quickly which left me feeling really defeated.

Instead of allowing failure, self-doubt and condemnation to knock me down, I will not allow these things to hold me back and stay down. I have learnt that life is not about avoiding failures and being perfect. It’s about accepting my weaknesses and becoming more dependent on God’s perfect love and His power at work in us.

Instead of being concerned about where the next dollar is coming in, God has been very faithful in providing through my hb, as we have been able to pay bills and loans with some money left over at the end of each month. Many other unexpected doors have opened this last week, opportunities that I did not expect, opportunities that will allow me to keep my WAHM status. At this moment, I am still not certain where these new opportunities will bring me, but I know I will be heading the right direction as long as I follow His lead.

Can I rationalise failure? I think so, as failure might even be the very thing that stretched me to do more than I think I can and push me to try other methods of doing things when one way doesn’t work. Failure can be hurtful, but it can also be beneficial to build resilience and faith.

As for faith, can one rationalise faith? I can but only to myself, as I believe because I want to and proof comes in the many instances that God has pulled me out of deep holes and shown His existence in my personal experiences.

 

About Life and Death

This is something that Kyle and I rarely talk about since we have not encountered this topic until Monday this week. An extended member of the family passed away on Monday; a great great grandfather from the maternal side of the family whom Kyle has never met.

I approached this subject rather gingerly, but ended rationalising the concept of death as he had little emotional ties with this late extended family member. So, I wasn’t too sensitive about it, when I used an analogy of a piece of fresh chicken being left in the outside to go bad, when he questioned the need for preserving the body.

Apart from that insensitive comparison, I explain why there is a need for funerals, as it is a way to bring closure to friends and family involved, while at the same time, honouring the person who has died. So he did not feel fear or apprehension when we were at the funeral, and it helped when he saw smiling relatives at the funeral. But I do need to revisit this topic again, more sensitively the next time, with the help of picture books.

A reminder to self, the concept of death can still be rationalised with a 5 year old in this instance, but it needs to be taken with more sensitivity.

 

About Fear

I discovered that fear can spread so quickly amongst moms when our kids safety is being threatened. Our maternal instincts just want to sound the alarm amongst other moms in network to remind them to be vigilant, and watchful of our kids when we are in public places. Some of us get indignant by the lack of precautionary measures by the government, some blame the influx of foreigners, while others get irate how the media takes the situation so lightly.

Instead of trying to change these things that are beyond our control, how about taking control of the situation ourselves and educate our kids? Education is the best defense for a problem of this sort. If teaching your child about the perils of stranger danger is not effective (especially if the child is under 2), watch your kid like a hawk and never let them out of your sight in public places. Or you could simply ignore disapproving looks from other moms by putting your child on a child-leash.

Most men tend to think more rationally when it comes to a problem that needs a solution, do read here to get a father’s perspective. Winston from Blogfathers.sg has incorporated some good ideas in his blog.

So fear can be rationalised in this scenario. Only then one can find solutions to address it. 

 

From this post, u can probably get a glimpse that I am one that thinks too much into things, tend to be more of a rational thinker, than a feeling or sensing thinker. I will make a bad counselor, as I would only want to provide solutions, when sometimes all people want is a listening ear.

I used to dislike personality theories and tests, when taking my psychology minor in the University, as there were too many generalisations and stereotypes created with these tests. However, while writing this post, I realised that each of us will have differing perspectives and varying responses to situations that reflect certain traits of our personality.

So in line with developing stereotypes, I can probably say that I think more like a man (rational, often insensitive), than a woman. If u wish to find out what personality stereotypes you fall into, check this out – Myer Briggs personality test.

I am a INTJ! Do share with me what is your personality type if you have tried out the test. 

 

 

@ 4 years, 11 months and 19 days

Showing his new dance styles

At 4 years, 11 months and 19 days, he tends to be a tad bit boisterous, has a slapstick-type of humour and fidgets non-stop when he is awake.

And he loves to dance and sing to his own self-composed songs. Which can be rather entertaining to see him prance around the house and sing at the top of his voice, alot.

Kyle's Dance Styles

He spends most alternate days in the week co-sleeping with us these days :( Somehow on the onset of turning 4 years old, he decided that sleeping with his parents in the same room, is more fun then sleeping by himself in his own room.

This is just one of the conversations we had recently, before bedtime in my room.

Kyle ; You know, I like to be with you and daddy, that's why I like to sleep in your room. Do you know that I think of you when I am sleeping in my room at night?

Mom : Why do you need to think of me when I am just next door?

Kyle : Because I miss you. You never think of me?

Mom : Nope, when I sleep, I sleep soundly, I don't think of anyone of anything.

Kyle : How can you not think of me, when I think about you!

Mom : You are not suppose to be awake anyway at night, so what are you doing awake and thinking of me?

Kyle : You never think of me when I am not in the room with you. I am very sad.

So there is this softie sentimental side of him. Which I tend to experience a little too much of, when he clings to my left arm when he sleeps with dh and I in our room…

On bibs

We were having Spaghetti Marinara for lunch at a cafe and I took a paper napkin and told K that we have to use it to make sure he does not stain his shirt while eating…

Mum   :   "Let's use this as a bib, so that you don't stain your shirt with the spaghetti sauce"

Kyle    :    "It's not a bib, it is a paper napkin.

Mum  :    "Ok, it's a paper napkin bib."

Kyle   :    "It's a paper napkin, not a bib, mummy. Only babies wear bibs and I am not a baby. I am a big boy."

Ok…he is really growing up too fast.

Obsessions

Obsession No.1 – Make Tight!

K has this extremely irritating habit to want his watch to be worn tightly on his wrist. It has to be of a specific tightness, tilted at an certain angle. Without that, he will be annoying me with his, "Make tight! Not tight enough…it is not the right way." I have been on the verge of throwing away his watch countless times.

The other 'Make Tight' obsession is with his sports shoes, he will always insist that the velcro buckle on his shoe to be pulled and attached very tightly. It's evil but I sometimes hope that that he will get to experience some cramps on his feet and realise that it is not wise to do that with his shoe. No amount of nagging works, so sometimes it is best that he learns the hard way.

 

Obsession No.2 – The GPS

DH recently got a GPS unit for the car and K is thoroughly obsessed with it. He wants the GPS to be used regardless where we are driving to. Even familiar places like his school, home, Nana's place. It doesn't matter even if we are familiar with the route to the location, he needs to see where the car is heading to on the map. 

I thought it was all for the novelty of having a technology item to play with in the car, but a recent experience made me realise that this bossy little guy is pretty serious when it comes to using the GPS.

We were heading home one afternoon after lunch when we were approaching the usual expressway exit that we usually take that leads us back home. The GPS system often has recommended routes to take, and it did not go with the expressway exit that we took that afternoon. It listed Exit 4 Bukit Panjang, while I took the Exit 3 Dairy Farm. When I turned into Exit 3, K exclaimed really loudly, "Mummy, why you turn into Exit 3, it is Exit 4!" My jaw dropped when I heard that remark from him. 

When we made the exit and approached the junction for us to turn right into our estate, the GPS system showed that we had to make a U-turn to re-route to the expressway to take Exit 4. He looked at the GPS and said, "There is a U-turn on the GPS." Then I asked him, "Do we need to make a U-Turn?" He answered, "No need, turn right." Looks like we will rarely get confused with navigating around Singapore with my GPS 'assistant' in the car!

But I still blame the gene pool for his obsessive traits, since we have some OCD individuals in the family.

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"I want a beard, because I am going to be adult already!"

I had to remind him that even if he is a big boy now, he will have to grow into a bigger boy, then a teenager, before becoming an adult.

Wheels

Just a few rounds around the block.

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He is now really enthusiastic about cycling, after spending some male bonding time with daddy @ East Coast yesterday. He looks up to me and says, “I can cycle two wheels when I become big boy.”

Strange emotions

It started right after when K finished his slice of dh’s birthday cake, I played a CD with Christmas music and K wanted to dance along to the music. When dh took my hand and told K that he wanted to give him a demo to show him how to slow dance to the music, K started getting upset and insisted…

K : Only mummy dance with me
Dh carried him, then held my hand
Dh : Family can dance together
K got more upset, started crying
K : Don’t want family
Dh tried to get him to explain why he said “don’t want family,” K was crying through this whole conversation.
K : Only want mummy, don’t want family. Daddy go to work, I want mummy only
Dh : Don’t you love daddy?
K : Don’t love daddy

By this time, Dh got quite sadden by K’s remarks, so he asked K again
Dh : Daddy, mummy and you are in one family, we love one another
K : Sad family

K cried harder
M : Why did you say sad family? Mummy and daddy love you alot, you know?
K : Daddy always go to work
M : Don’t you miss daddy?
K : I want daddy to go to work
At this moment, we both realised that K (being upset) purposely said the opposite what he wanted and this meant that dh did not spend enough time with him and he wanted to spend more time with his dad
Dh : Don’t you like it like today, we went out and spend time together
K : Yes (still sobbing)
Dh : Don’t you love daddy?

K was crying even harder
K : Yes
K turned to dh and went into his arms
K : Daddy don’t go to work
Dh : Daddy needs to go to work as we need money for this home
M : Daddy will spend more time with you ok?
K : Yes (still sobbing)

I really didn’t know how to react when I witnessed this that transpired in front of me, I was laughing and crying at the same time (being a mother does make me such an emotional wreck at times). It was so strange to hear a 2+ year old expressing that sort of emotion and sensitivity, yet I felt quite moved by it.

Come to think of it, I am quite certain that the birthday cake that K ate had some pear liquer in it. So it’s true that when a person gets drunk, you lose your inhibitions and tend to get emotional, even for a 2 year old.

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