There's always a first in everything

Had a few firsts the last couple of months. Had my first chinese deep tissue massage and injury massage and I must say that though it hurt like mad on my injured spot, it worked wonders. I mentioned in a previous post that I had hurt myself one day while carrying my then 15 months old and pulled a cartilage in my back. And the body being so well made by God, was able to compensate the injured part and use the rest of the body to operate. However, it did hurt the rest of the back eventually and I had to get myself treated.

Physiotherapy with the electric pads didn't work. They made it worse. I went to my chiropractor and that helped to loosen the muscles somewhat. Decided to go for a deep tissue massage and the most available one was a chinese massager and I went in for 20 minutes. What a wonderful 20 minutes! They guy who rubbed my back really went into the spot. The body was fine after the massage wore off the day after. Didn't have to spend tons of money on physiotherapy!

We also had a first for my eldest as flower girl for my cousin's wedding. It was tough on the rehearsal night as she was very very clingy. And I really meant clingy. She wouldn't let me go and I had to literally drag her along the red carpet. We coaxed, we scolded, we threatened, we ignored and bribed. Nothing worked. Everybody said that it was ok. It's her first time and to just let her do it if she wants to.

On our part, my husband and I were angry that she just refused to walk. We had no problem with one of us walking in front of her to guide her, but she just wouldn't let go of my arms and legs. We have drilled her for the last two months on what was going to happen. I brought her to the church for two Sundays to get used to the surroundings and also went to great lengths to describe the morning to her.

However, she refused to do it. She came home saying she would practice at home and will do it on the wedding day. I don't know about you, but when it comes to important events like this, I'm not willing to take the chance that everything will run smoothly. But there was nothing that we could do with a koala. Wedding day came, we dressed her pretty and she walked! SHE WALKED! Had a quick run through with the other flower girl and she was OK! Praise the Lord! Everybody prayed. Really prayed. We didn't want to mess up someone else's happy day. I was so so proud of my daughter!

I did promise her a surprise though.

She picked her gifts and had a special afternoon tea as a reward.

I had my first car breakdown on the evening of the wedding rehearsal. Lost my way in the city while on my way to pick up my husband from work. Will blog more about this in another post.

We also had our first proper kiss from the youngest and her first steps! All at 15 months. Bought her a pair of shoes and she just walked. It's as though she relates shoes to walking. As soon as the shoes are off, she wouldn't take a step. So, she had her shoes on from morning till night and she just walked. Hardly any stumble, though not very steady initially. But she only took a week or so to figure out her gait.

Our first kisses from her came as a surprise. She used to give us wet, licking smooches, but somehow at 15 months, we get a real kiss with sounds too! Now she just loves giving kisses to people.

I'm sure my little one knows how to whistle. I've heard it. Not very loud, but still a whistle from the mouth. She only makes a single sound, but it is getting stronger. She doesn't know what she has done, and we try to cheer and clap everytime she whistles to try and get her to do it again. It hasn't been successful. Only the accidental wind blowing from her mouth. Wonder if this one will grow up musically inclined?

A year just flew by again. I'm sure this phrase will be repeated in the years to come, but this year has really passed by too quickly for me. My eldest is turning 5 and will be in Prep next year. We went for her Prep Orientation and she was happy with the teachers and friends. I felt lonely. Strange. She is growing up and is leaving me. There will be more separation as my children grow, but this first Prep Orientation really took me hard. My baby has grown up and is finally going to school. Half the battle of separation anxiety really lies with the parent. I had to let her go and know that she is safe. Her teachers are wonderful and I am assured that she will be given the opportunities to explore to her greatest potential.

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