Scarred: Enough or Too Much?

Every morning for as long as I can remember, prepping Chets for school never fails to live up to herculean reputation! He’s such a diva its unbelievably annoying! And he tests out his diva-ness on the helps. Always! To the very last of their patience.

“No, don't touch my head like that!”
“Mummy, Ifunnaya is bending my head backwards!”
“Ifunnaya, leave alone I want to bathe myself!”
“Why did you push me? Now my leg is bleeding. Mummy, Ifunnaya has cut my legs o!”
“Oooooooh, this water is now cold!”
“Mummy, I have not finished my home work oo!”
“Ifunnaya, leave me alooooooooooone! I can dress myself!”


{This was their exact same reaction when i showed them the picture of a burning body. Would teach them to stop playing with fuel and generator. But i digress...}
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It goes on and on. I always listen in with one ear as I get ready for work and sometimes when I can’t deal with silliness anymore, I go meet him at the bath with Mr Cane in tow.
Since I always drop them off at school on my way to work, some days, I always threaten to leave him at home and take only Zi to school. But not going to school is not a get-out-of-jail free card. I make sure to promise that if school was not attended for a day because of tardiness, cane must touch body. 10 times.

The thing with kids is this: if you threaten/promise to do something to/for them long enough and you renege on all occasions, your word won’t count for shit where they are concerned. I had made this particular threat for so long but for each time I threaten, his father pleads on his behalf and hustles him off to the car.

Today started as usual.
Today, I made my “promise” as usual.
Today, he thought it was business as usual.
Today is #Day5 of my #JuiceFast.
Today, I didn't sleep a wink because his sister was crying from earache all night.
Today, the combination of hunger and lack of sleep was doing me in.
Today, his father left the house at the crack of dawn.
Today, I got into my car and left him...with Zi wailing, “Mummy, please don't leave my bwother!”


I was late. Very late to work. But on my way, I thought of the school work and homework he’ll miss. I thought how lonely he would be at home without Zi. I thought of how this one day of cutting school might affect his future as a Billionaire. But I also thought he deserved to learn a lesson. Enough was enough. Ahn ahn. Children should be children and parents, parents!
My mind was made up. So made up that as soon as I dropped Zi off, I told my driver to turn back and go pick him up from the house!

Half way home, I saw my son, my beloved, my first borne child, the love of my life, this boy I’ll move mountains for, under that early morning drizzle, with no umbrella to shield him from getting wet (Ifunnaya has some explaining to do...hian), trudging diligently to school.
I felt more sad than vindicated. And when he said he was sorry, I felt like crying. I just honestly hope the lesson sticks and we don't have to repeat this song and dance another day!

In other news...

Day 3 - Day 5 of my 7-Day Self-Imposed Juice Fast

I’m hungry!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Mummy thinks i should break the fast. Mummies are usually right. And the Bible did say “Honour thy Mother and thy Father so that thy days may be long...” I didn’t say it. I'm just gonna observe honour and listen to my dear mother.

Chicken will be had for lunch tomorrow. IDC...IDC

Xoxo...

9 comments:

MsJB said...

Eh yah
I feel bad for him

Meanwhile, tomorrow is already the 6th day. One more day and you're good. Don't you think the chicken can wait? :)

Hazel said...

Ah! @MsJB The tummy hurts a bit! Prolly cos of the grape juice. But thanks for the support. Lets see how the day goes!

Chuwechuwe said...

You have almost made your target Haze. One more day. Maybe juice up some fruit (have juice and pulp) to fill you up a little more? well done for coming this far though. You have done an awesome job. - @Chet - The lesson needed to be learnt but somehow it still makes one feel sad to see them facing their punishment bravely.

Sisi Yemmie ™ said...

awwwwwww....don't feel so bad sha. That kind of discipline is needed once in a while, next time when you threaten him, he will behave!

Abiola said...

I bet the lesson will stick..for the day or the week if its your lucky week. #kids will always be kids.

Toinlicious said...

Aw Chets *snif* I get what you mean though. I'm sure this particular lesson has been properly learnt

As for your fast, you are almost there! Don't break it yet pwease

HoneyDame said...

LMAOOO>..only u Hazel! how you manage to invoke several contradictory emotions in me with ur posts is just.....somehow! How could I go from...."children sha" to "oh no, bad timing" to "deng, she made true on the promise" to "LMAO" to "mushy feelings" and then back to "LMAO".......*sigh, I give up!

On a more serious note though, it is such an emotional post. I cant believe that he was making his way to school...I felt a tug on my heart.

As for u and the weight loss, again LMAO...so now you want to hide under mommy's canopy, ba? Nfana Ibagha. Sha quickly lose the weight and lerrus share the loot....*munches beef burger, sorry, celery*

Jemima said...

aww such a touching post honestly i feel your dilemma, these kids eh..i think he will be fine joor. Since i am late in commenting..hope u finished the fast o, you really did well, juice fast? i can't o!

Fluffycutething said...

So have you had to threaten him again?