
* to know that this lil guy has been to the doctor twice in the last 2 weeks
* that he's now down with an inflammed voicebox, and a horrid built up of phlegm (how did this lil one even get so much phlegm), and a rollercoaster ride of fever since last night
* knowing that doctor has told us that as he had very sensitive skin since birth, he would naturally have sensitive nose & lungs as a result, and he will be prone to having allegies especially to his nose.
* knowing that his mood meter is at the highest possible level, and anything not right in his way will set off a terrible tantrum, and endless crying
* seeing him this morning, sitting right next to me in the car as we drive to Grams place, looking like a zoombie (he's up since 5.30am this morning cause of the fever) - and honestly at 5.30pm now as I blog, i feel like a zoombie myself going to bed at 2am cause i just wanted to make sure he's sleeping the best he can, waking up every 2 hours to check on him even though i spent the whole night sleeping in his room, and for me waking up to his cries this morning just because he has this horrid phlegm stuck in his throat....)
* knowing that he's not liking how he feels now, but doing his very best to try to play
* to know that he doesn't want to go to school, not very much because he's sick now, but that since 1st July he had 3 new friends (all boys) joining his class, and ever since, he didn't seem to want to go class. For someone who loves to go to school everyday, this came a little surprising to me. 2 out of the 3 boys cries very hard understanding that it's after all a new thing for them, and when i see Kay's facial expression for the last 2 days when i was personally sending him to school, he just had this sour face, and kept on saying that he doesn't want to, and also having to sob. With my mom usually being the one sending him to class everyday, she thinks because he's super clingy to me (it always seems the case like what they say "i spoil the market", and Kay just becomes this super monster when I'm with him, and he behaves like a brat, and when me or jayce is never there, he's an angel. So i'm crossing my finger that when he's well, he would take to liking school once more, and my part, I think the mood's of the other lil ones are also affecting him somehow with so many of them crying (his current school mates in class, the girls are also tearing alittle still)
It's going to be a tired next few days for me, and just spending as much time with Kay showering him with loads of hugs & kisses, and hoping that he'll be up & feeling sunny again. Scrap desk looking very neat since I had my best pal Wen over last weekend, house has been looking spik & span cause with 2 super senstive nosey guys living with me & a horrid massive HDB construction going on right opposite of me (it's 2 HDB construction site i say), we've done tons of cleaning up & wiping to do over last weekends. & I've still loads to show of my past week's projects, and that of Wen's scrappy birthday present, so hope to get some photos coming your way this week.
Have a good week ahead ya!!!