Thursday, November 7, 2013

A new Ethan!

Tonight, I just saw Ethan shed tears of sadness and perhaps repent? I hope this will last and maybe I hit the jackpot and this is right before he turns 3!!  You know I was worried that the Chinese old saying, 3 years of age will determine your character while you’re 80.  Ethan will turn 3 next week!  I was kind of subconsciously worried what he will turn into!

I was helping them shower together (I know I should have separated them since Sophie’s already 6 … but…. Oh well…. It’s late and we got to go to bed very soon!)
Ethan was fighting spot with Sophie at the tub and complaint Sophie was at his spot.  In fact they were fighting during dinner for their toys.
He was always cranky and mean as always.  He always say mean things to sister and to us.  His face looks so annoyed and irritated, that makes me started to get irritated too!

But this time I tried to be calm.  I don’t remember how the conversation goes exactly.  
When I dried them in towels, I started to calmly say something like, see how Joyce Gu Ma loves daddy.  Daddy is Gu Ma’s little brother.  Daddy loves his big sister, and obeys sister.  So Joyce Go Ma loves daddy.  See Grandma already died and goes to heaven.  Sister Joyce takes care of Daddy.  When we go back to HK Auntie Joyce let Daddy sleeps in her room, and Gu Ma loves you too!   One day when mommy die only you and sister will be left alone.  Or if mommy go to work you and sister will be at home.  You will need sister’s help so you better be good to your sister.  Ethan goes, “If mommy goes to work then daddy stays home with me”.  I told him what if both mommy and daddy need to work?  Or if mommy is sick and can’t help you do things?  You have to love and help each other.  We are family, so we have to start learning to love our family.  Who is your family? Mommy, Daddy, Sister, Cobie!  If you don’t know how to love your family, when you grow up, when it’s time for you to find a girl you like, and want her to be your wife, the girl will see how you mistreat your sister, how you’re mean to your parents.  Then no one will want to marry you and be your wife.  Then you’ll be alone.

Ethan’s face starts to look so sad and he starts to cry silently.  Tears just roll down his sad little face.  No words.  No fighting words at all.  I never saw him cry like this before.  He always yell or talk back when he cries.  He cries when he’s cranky, when he’s afraid, when he’s tired or upset, when he wants his way. This time the way he cries is different.  I would say his expression is priceless.  I can see this literally troubles his little soul.   (Am I such a mean mommy??!!  I make my little boy emotionally suffer!)

I feel a little bit of gladness, maybe some victory.  I wonder if that is the Holy Spirit starting to work in his little mind.  I tried to comfort him immediately.  I kiss him and wipe his tears.  Telling him it’s OK, God and Jesus will help you to be good if you want to.  If you’re really sorry of being so mean all the time, tell our Heavenly Father that you’re sorry.  Jesus and Heavenly father will surely help you.  Then you will become a nice person.  Everyone will want to be with you.  Then you won’t be alone.  Whenever you are bad, just remember to tell God you’re sorry, so Jesus can help you.  So you have to invite Jesus to be in your heart OK?!  (I don’t really know how much he understands). 

I want to make sure I understand why he cried, so I asked him why he cried.  He said he doesn’t want to be left alone.  I hope he is not crying just because he’s afraid, afraid of being alone.  Now as an after thought… maybe this is my fault.  It isn’t healthy to feel being abandoned?!  Am I threatening him??  That his mommy will leave him one day in such young age?!  Maybe I’m implanting a sense of insecurity to his little mind??!!

After this conversation, I can see his face and heart has softened.  Maybe he was still troubled and worried.  But he is literally feeling sad!  I hope he’s feeling sad and sorry for himself!  After this he looked so much tamed.  He lost all is meanness and fierceness.  Tamed as a little lamb he kissed Sister good night.  When Daddy came to join he told daddy he will be good to daddy because he doesn’t want to be alone.  (He was just cranky to Daddy right before we go to shower).  I feel like it’s magic.  Magic dust of God just changed my mean and cranky fierce little boy~!  180 degree!  Hooray!!  I hope this will last!!!

Thanks for all your prayers!  I think God did give me wisdom for today.  Just a while ago he was cranky during dinner, I was able to use the Gummy Bear (vitamin) in his tummy as a “weapon”.  I told him, your Gummy Bears in your tummy will fight and make your tummy hurt if you don’t be good.  (I know it’s a violation of threatening!).  When he refused to drink his soy milk, I told him, “Gummy Bear is waiting in your tummy to take a shower!!”  When he didn’t want to finish his meat or broccoli, I told him his Gummy Bear wants the broccoli as a tree to climb.  And the meat will be Gummy Bear’s little sheep!  Then he ate them all!!  It works like a charm!  I ask him why he’s so good to his Gummy Bear in his tummy and not obeying mommy.  

I know I might have already violated all the parenting code of using threat or even unintentional psychological manipulation?!  However, I started to see more into my own son.  He might just have a very fragile little soul.  He might be just like a little dog who put on the mean armor to protect himself.  Because he’s afraid of being rejected.  He has thin face.  May God help me to see and understand both Sophie and Ethan more.  I pray that I can be observant to both and have the wisdom to teach them accordingly.  I admit I’m totally at fault.  I didn’t see the real side of my own kids.  I just dislike them of their outward behavior.  I never really think or investigate why they act the way they are.  When I think of Ethan as of this morning, I only see the picture of him being cranky.  That greatly irritates me and boy I really think I don’t have any more patience and love for this little crazy guy anymore!  I just felt so tired and burdened.  I don’t want to be a mom as I told you guys earlier!!  I became so much like my own mom.  I never really look into their emotional level.   I pray for God’s forgiveness, and pray that I have wisdom from Him to understand more of my own kids and myself.  I pray that I learn to respect them as God’s creation and custody.   I guess my problem is too much into controlling their outer behavior to suite my “needs”.  I guess after this little incident, I have a good discovery.   I always just felt so annoyed and irritated at Ethan once he starts to get cranky.  I never really think deeper but just can’t help myself to get annoyed as he is, and this viscous cycle just goes on and on.  I hope I can stay calm and look “INTO” him deeper.   Have really more love and patience.  Not for my own good but for his good.  

Thank you so much for your support and prayer dear sisters.  I know this is a long email… but I just couldn’t resist to share!
                                                                                                                                                                                          

Sunday, August 4, 2013

Those eyes can kill!!



 Those eyes that can kill!

- someone who "officially" should be your husband of 12 years?!  The expression is for his worse enemy or most hated person in the world instead.  Blood Sea Deep Grudge
- someone who is always self-righteous, perfect, no mistakes and will never say sorry.  Or even if he would, he does it because he just feel partially sorry or just to shut you off.
- someone act out like a mad dog to the wife while the wife hasn't even say anything while only pointing and was thinking to explain it was as careless little mistake
- Someone who will not admit his own fault set a very good example to the kids  (12 years of marriage should makes you understand the nature of guys! Stupid me)
- someone who did care about his witness to God and is the leader of the fellowship?!  Someone who's guilty to shame and to anger.
- someone who cares about his face far more then a relationship that will beneficial to his own kids
- someone who claim to love his wife while attitude does not reflect
- someone who will use money to buy gift but will not use patience and time to communicate
- someone who thinks the wife always bark at the wrong time
- someone who don't mind the kids and love the kids so much but doesn't love the kid's mother as much
- someone who's their beloved daddy but not a beloved husband
- someone who thinks the wife is a machine who can turn on with a gift and a switch

Monday, May 13, 2013

Mother's day reflect - worse mom



Somehow, this year i feel crappy. 
I yell.  I don't have patience.  I don't love them enough.
I'm qualified for the worse mother of the whole universe.... well, not those who will kill and starve their child, but worse enough.

My husband said my daughter is so poor.  Poor little girl who suffered every morning by my yell and scold.
I acknowledged.  I cannot change.
I got upset when she's slow.
I got upset that my husband contributed to this slowness.
I got upset that my husband made her cough more by giving her icy cold watermelon.
I got upset for everything.  Then I got mad.  I yell.
Things are not my way.  I got upset.  Then I yell.
I don't have patience to deal with kids.
I don't have patience to let them slowly learn their way.
I think of revenge.
OK, go away and be late.  Your fault.  You take it yourself. 
I hate myself.
My husband made me hate myself more.
I know i'm not a good wife, not a good mom.  Because I always lost my patience and I always yell and scold and say mean things.
I hate that he contribute to all these, because he only criticize, and do not try to help.
He just thinks that I'm over reacting.
He just thinks i'm scolding for nothing.
How i wish I can escape my role, not be a mother, not be a wife.
Free, for a week, or just for a day.
No kids, no husband, no myself.
It's a fine sunny day. But i just hate myself.

p.s. looking back, same issue.  Same depressing.  Same bad mom.  Even i should have God, but seem i never allow God to help me with this.  Temper issue.  I'm getting worse.  It's not that I'm ungrateful.
Depression has a cycle i guess.  it's just too depressing.  I think mother's day is just making them obligated to "do something" while they don't really think i'm a good enough mom to entitle to anything.
Not even a day to be free of chores.
Or to be free from being a mom.
Being a mom is too much task. Way too hard for me.
I have no God in my life.  This is a reflection.