Rockstar: <Gravely, after being blown off by Grandmum several times because his sister is fussing> Mum. I don’t always like Ms Rockstar.
Me: Yeah that’s normal (Rockstar actually seems to look a little relieved at the affirmation). But I want a cuddle and so does Daddy. And look JD wants some love too (Dog has gotten up to horn in on my cuddling Rockstar – by demanding attention from Rockstar). There is too much love in this household for you kids and if you didn’t share it out you’d never get anything done for all the cuddles you’d have to keep giving everyone.
Rockstar: <brightens slightly> When Grandmum leaves I have more Putonghua. And music.
(Because I hope to enroll him in a “very local” Tom Lee junior “fun” piano class so he also picks up some Cantonese, and leading up to primary school interview season I’d stopped all written Putonghua classes cos he kept reading his English right to left, so I’d hoped to start up again during summer hols…)
Me: Yes, you had no time for more activities before, because of all the people who love you that you have to constantly entertain. And without Baby Rockstar you wouldn’t be a big brother. You’d be an only child.
(This time Rockstar brightens all the way.)
Rockstar: I better go and see if Grandmum needs help.
And so, minor crisis averted for yet another day. I can imagine when they both start fighting over the crab roe off my California Rolls, or for the best part of Kings’ salmon steak. (Parents’ one always better than own one!) Been trying to avert it by reminding Rockstar he has had many, many more crab roe and salmon steak portions to himself, so having to give way to his sister or share future portions equally should NOT be a thing…
PS: Pre pregnancy weight: 53kg
Pregnancy weight: 73.1kg
Last weighing 4 days ago: 62kg
Just weighed: 62kg (Haven’t made it back to 61 – damn, why did I pig out on those chocs and at the buffet?)