My dear Calista turns two this Friday. It’s hard to believe that two whole years have elapsed since she was in my tummy. She is growing up so fast, i’m happy yet wistful all at the same time.
Sometimes when my colleagues and I talk about current affairs, I get thrown the question: “what would you do if that was your daughter (being promiscuous/run over/etc..) I am often momentarily speechless as I imagine my sweet baby all grown up or taken away from me. It i so hard to imagine her as a girl with her own life to lead, away from me..or as a girl with her own destiny. Perhaps i do not believe in destiny…but that is when i am wracked with questions such as “Maybe if i am not a working mum, our bond will be stronger and we will weather those inevitable tumultuous times better…”
Anyway, I have digressed. I wanted to capture a snapshot of her personality at age two..for I am sure I will forget the funniest things she says, and the most tender and pure moments we share.
She will fight tooth and nail (mainly by the simple act of wailiNG) for things (bolster\my hp\book\some ridiculous pamphlet mama asked kor kor to throw away) but she will soon after offer the same thing very sweetly to me. She has shown a sense of humour, and imitates how P laughs (theatrically) – hahaha.hohoho.hehehe.
She has progressed from starting 80% of her sentences with “I want…(bitamin, wafer, bread, milk, berry) to “I think….”
What a cognitive leap!
She blurts out the most amusing things just before bed..i feel like a priest during confession time when i hear things like:
“meimei play the playground today.”
“I think….i drink mama milo today.”
“Because jiejie give medicine”
“meimei go to school.”
“I think kor kor take it.”
“I don’t want this sooooong!”
“I hear the children sing”
“Mama go work?” *pouts* “I want mama baobao”
“I see the pocket I want put the money. Gonggong….!”
“Meimei fall down at playground. Meimei run, meimei knock, fall down.”
“This is mine. Mama have own pillow.” (when i tried to share her pillow with her.)
“What’s this mama? meimei sayang…” (touching my BCG scar on my arm)
Her speech reveals her healthy ego, forceful and demanding personality, and yet, her tenderness. She can cause one to be exasperated, and yet melt one’s heart in a matter of seconds. I am thankful that she is in our lives.. may God bless her and keep her under his watch. 
Thank you for bringing us so much joy the past two years…we love you so..
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