Hello.

As everyone knows (I tend to believe) I have been taking care of my boyfriend, now husband's son. And I treat him like my own son. Heck, Taking care of him makes me don't want to have another son, but I don't mind for a daughter though. Okay jokes. I don't mind children. I do however, mind if they cry for no reason. 

Before this gets lengthy and out of topic, the reason I'm here today is cause I was inspired to create this post - Life with a 5 year old. 

I've known Xavier since he was 1 year old plus, and have been full time taking care of him since he was 2 year old. So if I might gloat, I'm probably the one who knows him more, who understands his tactics and reasons of behaviour. (Aside from my husband) I'm also probably the one who takes more of him than anyone else as well. 

Xavier, like any other child is obnoxious, annoying. Nevertheless when he is in a super good mood, he can be sweet, caring and even hardworking. He's full of empathy & he's a softy because he does not like to see people get hurt. 

Here are 5 in the list of living with a 5 year old :

1. "Mummy Why? oooooohh Mummy what's that?"

5 years old are curious, yet not as curious as when they are younger. because by this age, they've probably know a whole lot more. Xavier is at that age where he is curious and he wants to experiment as well. Previously only ask why why why? Few weeks ago, he asked me to find him magic beans to grow. You know.. the magic beans from Jack and the Beanstalk. That's his ultimate favourite bed time story btw. So his grandmother found some beans and grew it for him. Every time got visitor come, Xavier be like COME SEE MY BEANS and brings visitor over to see his 'magic beans'. At times when we're out, he would ask why is something something like that? In which I explained and then get series of WHY until I told him enough with the whys, only then he stops. wtf

2. "Mummy I want watch pad"

It used to be mummy I want to watch TV when we were all younger but nowadays it's pad. Though I took away his pad priviledges since he likes to watch the too near, and too often. Instead I open youtube using my laptop for me. At least he don't watch it too near. Last night I got him to read the Malay book his teacher let him bring home. It's practically like 5 sentence. Each sentence only got 3 words. By the time we get to the third sentence, he turns into this human jelly where he's trying to read at the same time act lazy. I thought he's probably tired and stress out or insufficient sleep. But right after I let him go, he asked if I could let him used my laptop to watch Totally Spies. TIRED DON'T WANT SLEEP. okay okay, I'm not that cruel, so I let him watch since he did finish reading the 5 sentence although God knows what entered into his head. sigh

3. "Mummy I'm hungry"

Says Xavier 5 - 30 minutes after dinner. Which I usually respond "BUT YOU JUST ATE". In which he'd reply "BUT I'M HUNGRY". Then I would furiously argued "THEN NEXT TIME EAT A LOT NOT WHEN I ASKED YOU TO EAT, YOU RUN AWAY SAY FULL". Normally it would end with "OKAY I WANT EAT NOW". EVERY. SINGLE. NIGHT. I don't even know why I bother talking to him cause I usually ended up finding food for him to munch on. Sometimes my mother in law would make milo in a cup, then dip some small biscuit in to feed him. Sometimes I would rummaged the fridge and our food compartment for snacks. Sometimes I would cook instant noodles which he refer them as 'kolok mee'. Actually spaghetti also he call 'kolok mee' even though I've multiple times told him it's not. On a rare times, especially during weekends when his bed time is not 9pm, he would say he's hungry twice. Also 5 - 30 minutes after his last snacking. BUT WHY HE NO FAT?

4. "Mummy I'm bored"

"Go play your toys" "No" "Go play your phone" "No" "You watch what movie I put" "No" "Go sleep" "No" . Xavier is a privilege kid so he gets bored really fast.  I don't know what to do when he says it that. Normally I'd be busy doing my assignments or doing stuff that's why cannot entertain him. So I just ignore him. HAHAHA okay sound so bad. No worries, he gets over boredom really fast cause he usually find new things to play with. His recent new toy is our room key which I only noticed this morning. Then told him off. SIGH Fortunately he don't say it much.

5. "Mummy fat"

I think this one is partially my fault, and partially my husband's fault cause we always tease each other fat. And Xavier does whatever we do since we're most of the time together. So sorry to those who gets this from him too. IN MY DEFENCE, I think it's parents these days also cause the other day my husband sent Xavier to school and one of his classmate said, "Xavier papa fat". HAHAHA. Sometimes when I'm down, Xavier would come to me and say "Mummy you're not fat. You are pretty and thin" and smile. Not sure trying to comfort or be condescending LOL

Living with Xavier can sometimes be tiring, but most of the time it's joyful and lovely. Don't forget livelier as well since he's so talkative. Sometimes when we're not talking to him / listening to him, he would grab his toy dinosaurs and either talk on behalf or talk to them. 

Here's 5 conversation with Xavier that I jot down on my dayre :

*watching Shaun the Sheep; Shaun goes to the city & becomes an outcast*

• There's this one where I was crying from watching kdrama and he panicked and said,

Xavier : Mummy why are you crying?

Me : Cause it's so sad

Xavier : Mummy you cannot cry, only korean drama can cry

Me : Why?

Xavier : Because I don't want you to cry

• It was CNY this year and me and the husband went out to watch Deadpool while he stayed home. When we got back, noticed that his grandpa played fireworks for him.

Me : Xavier. Did you think of me when gung gung play fire crackers?

Xavier : Yes. 

Me : What did you think of me?

Xavier : I think you are a pig. A very cute pig!

Me : ......

• So, this is when Xavier ran the corridor after music class till we can't chase him.

Xavier loves taking selfies btw. 

Okay, gonna stop this post here since it's getting too long already. Long story short, my life is like a roller coaster definitely but I don't regret it a bit because I have them two that makes my life exciting. I don't have much, but I'm okay as long as I have them. ♥ 

xx

Hello.

When I was younger, I was afraid of commitments. Been through a lot in my life and learnt that I can't trust anyone. Sometimes I would also wonder, what will marriage life be? Would I get bored or would that person of the opposite sex get bored of me? Will I run out of jokes to make, or worse if we run out of topics to converse. That's what would get me so afraid of commitments. 

Then I would look at old people living their marriage life. There are good ones, but also bad ones. I've seen through a lot. There are also those marriages goals like two old couple still holding hands or how an old uncle pushing his old wife on the wheel chair, leaning towards her from the side, despite difficulty - they both still able to laugh together. I've not seen a scene like this, rather similar. But I do hope that one day I would get to experience it with my husband. Maybe not wheel chair bound; but the both of us together still lovey dovey, making jokes & making all the people around us sick from our sweetness.

After my 2012 break up, I vowed to only be with someone if I'm sure of it. Late 2012 I met someone who was as broken as me. Someone who has trust issues. When we first met we didn't know how much we would mean to each other in the future. We shared our problems, seek advices and eventually got together. October 1, 2012 was our date. Throughout the four years we have been together, there were ups and downs definitely. The problems we faced together brought us closer as each day passes.

I still remember one car ride home during my secondary school year. It was afternoon, and my father had just picked me up from school. I still remember the traffic light was red as I thought "If I have commitment issues, won't I get bored with my future husband? If I can't last longer than 4 months with a boy, how can I last more than 4 years?" exactly were my thoughts. I was just like any other school girl dreaming of her Prince Charming, doodling it down on my notepad.

Nevertheless, there is the guy who solved my commitment issues. Who made me fall in love with his witty jokes, big smiles and small eyes. There is the guy who knows me inside and outside. Who regards my problems as his. He is the guy who's there for me no matter what happens. We argue, we fight but we'll definitely recover and each time he would be the one saying "It's always me having to say I'm sorry first" because he knows our fights won't resolve as my ego is bigger than his.

There is the guy who gives me advices without me asking because he knows. The guy who sense when I'm sad or angry. The guy who laughs at all my lame jokes of nothing. Who surprises me with just about anything & the one who drives me around to places I want to go. He, who tolerate my flaws. The one who makes lame jokes with me, and the one who entertain my abnormalities such as laughing my by myself or when I say funny things to people.

He is also the one who said I DO together with me during our marital ceremony.

We finally signed on the 1st of October, 2016; four years after we got together. Thus opening up a new chapter of both of our lives.