Previously The first year and The second year.
Sometimes you need to talk to the three year old to understand life once again”.
At that time, my three year old didn’t talk much yet she started reading on her own. Reading words by words. She talked mostly in English, in spite of living in a fully Indonesian environment.
I was busy teaching English when I was pregnant with her, and her early days lullaby from her dad was either Moon River or The Beatles. Didn’t know it made such impact.
Her first long sentence she made in kitchen while playing with spoon and fork was “Moooon River, wider than a mile” all with the correct pitch and tune.
How could reading that needed higher level of decoding letter and singing with correct tune and pitch that needed certain practice (which we didn’t have any), came easily while talking normally that only needed imitation from others, which happened daily, seemed so hard?
There were times that made me totally don’t understand many jokes that life threw. This was one of them.
It was the period of doing everything at home to make the language right, yet something was still off.
The doctors said we could wait before deciding for therapies because she was ‘talking’ a lot.
The waiting period where you didn’t know when what you were waiting for would come.
How long?
Or would it ever come?
On the brighter side,she survived 30 hours of three flights for another trip across the continents, traveled to three cities, without any dramas, slept and ate well for the whole week, little baby started proving herself to be a good travel buddy.
Two and half years of fully breastfeeding journey ended peacefully. No drama, no tears, just huge relief. Done my part giving the best protection that nothing could replace.
More, the best part of this year was : no more days and travelling with diapers soon after we blew the candle on the second birthday. We toilet trained early, because we were ready. Nailed day training in a week, night training took a bit longer. Omitted diapers from shopping list, my heart and wallet couldn’t be happier!
The year of the cutest face among her baby phase.
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