Wednesday, March 16, 2011

Here I am. This is me.

These days, I am inclined to believe that there are a separate set of people who live online. No, I’m not talking about the Dungeons and Dragons playing addict, the consummate hacker or the social networking hobnob.

I’m talking about the online people who are featured in online articles. They eat low-carb meals, have 'seven' servings of fruit and vegetable everyday, workout for the prescribed 30 minutes and still have time to cook organic food for their children. They practice attachment parenting under a giant poster of Dr Sears while simultaneously doing Power Yoga. And, they are never too tired to make mad passionate love at night, that kind that reduces stress and boosts their immunity. All this while having the time to go acai-berry picking every weekend as a family.

I used to be and still probably am a huge fan of online and print lifestyle articles but am increasingly skeptical of how much can actually be incorporated everyday, especially all at once.

How do you go about life trying to remember top ten tips to get along with your boss, be the perfect parent, know the latest workout trends and drink cups of 'exotic' Chinese tea which is somewhat of an oxymoron?

On the topic of online people, what about them online mom and online dad ? They read parenting philosophies together, have healthy debates while active listening on what parenting skills work, have  practiced bed-time routines where by 9.00 p.m, the whole family is having a long night of restful sleep after feasting on a healthy dinner of fibre and protein in perfect proportions.

Online mom was especially pleased when her head touched her organic cotton pillow at night. Her children had loved this wonderful smoothie. Little J loved the combination of organic spinach and the texture of tofu in her strawberry inspired drink! Bah! In addition, it had been so much fun doing Yoga with Little J on the sling! Apparently, online babies do not poo or pee on their parents even whilst wearing BumGenius as opposed to good old diapers.

Ah. Online parents and their nibble trays.Apparently, toddlers have to eat through the day and will pick and nibble on attractively kept food in neat little compartments.

When I placed some attractive watermelon in front of her, Little Ri, tumbled the whole bowl on herself and squished up all the fruit pieces with her sticky fingers. She splattered the juice around with her hand, pat pat pat and sucked on the fruit piece only when I offered them to her. She then proceeded to spit out the leftover fibre with much delight.

So here I am, this is me. My daughter's bum is 'pamper-ed' and I think diapers are genius. I buy Bourdeaux's Butt Paste just cause I the name cracks me up.

If my daughter could comprehend what a nibble tray is, she would mock it. Most of the time. ‘I’ end up falling asleep during practiced bedtime and find her patting my head saying ‘Paapa Paapa’. I jerk up in a frenzy to see her bright-eyed and bored. She has learnt to spit out food that she does not like and is not impressed with being hydrated. Water is only the newest toy in the block that she loves to splatter around  in her mouth.

I think I'm teaching her all the right things. I'm polite and respectful toward her. Everytime I hear her sweet voice calling out' Amma', I always respond by saying ' Yes I am here. How can I help you'? That's why I wonder where she's learnt to wag her finger and scold when something does not work out the way she wants. She even has a tiny disapproving grunt.

Fiercely independent, she would rather risk having soap water hit her tongue, than allow me to blow her bubbles from the bubble dispenser. Well, she insists on doing it herself! And, yes, she’s semi-potty trained, though I am a bit sneaky and allow her to watch Teletubbies while she does the big job. Ok fine, I use Teletubbies liberally to achieve some other parenting tasks as well. If dog was man's best friend, I think television would be a mother's.

Spinach and tofu in a smoothie? Sigh. I’m no organic mom. I don’t give my daughter sugar and her everyday meals are well planned and nutritious albeit a bit boring. However, I don’t make organic fruit puree with my food mill. Instead, I zealously stock up on a variety of Gerber fruit purees. God bless Gerber. Why did I even think/assume when Ri was 6 months old that I could pull off making fruit purees the way they could? She eats processed cheese and processed bread and a little bit of processed butter. I think I’m more of a processed mom.

Always, a work in process………

Blog Title : Here I am - Bryan Adams

2 comments:

  1. I hope you don't mean my little j! haha. I don't eat organic foods either, I mean, maybe I'll buy an organic apple if I see it or something but spinage something... That aint me! haha. You've just gotta do you. We all try our best. No worries mama! Thanks for sharing your blog with me!

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  2. @ Baby Making Mama - Noooo not your Little J :) Little J was just a random name that just popped into my head. And, I'm actually a fan of Organic food :)

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