Sunday, 12 June 2011

Deeply hurt and disappointed...

Today seems to be a long day. Several incidents had happened. Now all I feel is drained and totally disappointed and of coz deeply hurt.
Incident One
Early this morning, we sent our girl to Atlantis for her stage rehersal. When we are about to leave, my girl sobbed badly. She thought that we could stay with her but we couldn't as no parents are allowed to stay on for the rehersal. We tried to stay longer than allowed and we saw Ms Debbie leaded all children to do their warm up. To our shock, we saw Faith is not doing her warm up at all while all other children are following Ms Debbie's instructions. We then left the theatre and waited for her outside. When the rehersal finished, her dad went to pick her as I was in the restroom. Her dad told me that she did not involved in the rehersal at all. She was sitting at a corner of stage with her teacher and looking at rest of children dancing. Wah... I was shocked when I heard this. What is happening. .. I wonder has she been practising during her weekly classes. Tomorrow is her performance. How...

Incident Two
We then went back home after her rehersal. She asked dad for milk. I helped up by making milk. She then yelled at me of touching the milk bottle. This is not the first time of her shouting at me. Most of the time I will not shout at her back and tried to tell her not to do it again softly. We tried fierce approach before but we realise that this approach does not go anywhere. She picked up what we said very fast and use it back on us. Since then, we decided to use soft approach and hope this might work on her. I just wanted to help.. And what I get is been shouted by my 3 years old. Deep in my heart is really heart breaking. I don't know what to do what to say. I should be blamed for her misbehave and rudeness since I take care of her most of the time for past 5-6 months. Sigh... Maybe I should not take care of her.

Incident Three
After her milk intake, we went to shopping at Kelly's. She was alright initially. We then went for our lunch and a local young boy spoke to her while she was playing at the fountain. She then get very angry. Since then she was rude to me again and get very cranky. On our way from Kelly's to Phils's for groceries shopping, she refuse to sit on car seat. She sat on edge of my lap. She don't let me touch her at all. I was worried as she was resting with her eyes closed and her head on her arms where her hands on driver's seat. She was dozing off. When I wanted to bring her closer to me, she shouted NO and sobbed again. My intention is good but was taken in this way... Sigh..

Incident Four
After our groceries shopping, we went back home. Her dad then went to pick up the bottled water from the car. She get very upset when knowing her dad is not around in the house. She kept telling me not to make her milk. I told her I was not and she then accused me that she saw me making her milk. I was speechless. She then said she going out to look for her dad. She then walked out of house herself. Her dad then came back when she was going out.

By now, I was furious and made a few remarks. Her dad then made her to say sorry to me and made me to say sorry to her. Was I wrong? Sigh... I do not want to think... So what if she said sorry to me. I am very sure that she will do the same to me again.

Incident Five
I went upstair to change myself. She was upstair. She told me not to go into the room. I then told her that I am just going to change myself. She then commanded me to change and go down and don't go up again. She said "promise? ... ok you promise". I didn't said anything and she made the promise for me. I left the room speechless.

At the end of this whole episode, it left me drained and wonder what I gained from taking care of her for the whole last 5-6 months. I felt that our relationship get worst as time goes by. Perhaps I just don't know how to teach her and I shouldn't take care of her. 

Whatever I have done.. It seems to be wrong from her eyes. And it doesn't get me anywhere. I am really tired. I am...

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