16 February 2016

This update will be all about Ihsan. (To be fair. Cos the girls had frequent updates when they were babies.)

1. He had a rough week last week. Vomiting on Monday. Followed by 2 days of diarrhoea: watery poo et al. And 4 more days of twice daily wet poo. Thank God, it was all over by the following Monday. Whew! He hadn't pooped since yesterday but it's okay, boy. You did more than your fair share last week so it's okay if there's no poo today. 

(We all (except TheHusband) got some form of vomiting/diarrhoea over the weekend which left us completely pooped.)

2. He is becoming a lot more chatty. He will talk a mile a minute if he feels like it. He can string 2 concepts together. For example: kakak, duduk. 

Words that he can articulate include:

mak

ayah

kakak

atuk

nenek

amiya (favourite cousin, nabilah)

cititi (fearsome aunty, cik jiji)

duduk 

lari

bola (pronounced buah)

burung (but pronounced as boooo)

dog (i kept on teaching him the malay word, anjing. he was using it for quite sometime. then someone taught him the english version. and he's been calling it dog ever since. tsk.)

gajah (pronounced ajah)

fish (sigh. tried to teach him ikan. but failed)

aying (favourite neighbour, miaoying)

and various body parts and a couple more verbs

Considering that the minimum number of words he's supposed to know at age 18 months is 6, i think this is fine. I don't have to worry about language development. 

3. He has a preference for healthy food. Like, oats, wholemeal bread and mee sua in clear broth. Rich, creamy sauce does not tickle his tastebuds. Perhaps too rich for his young tongue. 

4. He refuses to tell people who he is. I tried so hard to make him repeat his name. But, he refuses. If you point to him and ask him, "Ini siapa?", he will gleefully answer, "Ini mak."

5. His clinginess has reached a new level. When there are only the two of us at home, I cannot disappear from view. He will go on a merciless hunt. "Makmakmakmakmakmakmakmak," he will call out. He has no qualms breaking toilet doors to get his mother. Yesterday, I was in front of a hot wok, preparing lunch. He wailed miserably, asking to be carried. (To call it mere wailing, is an understatement.) Today and tomorrow, I have revised my cooking schedule so I don't have to deal with both wok and tot simultaneously. 

I think that should be all. Cant risk little boy waking up now. Still more housework to be done before he wakes up from his nap.