Throughout Samuel’s dinner today, he refused to sit in his baby chair and kept pointing at the window. He cried and tried to struggle free but I refused to give in; I was determined to have him brought up with good meal habits.
Each time when I gave in and took him out of his chair, he only wants to go play at the bay window area near the dining table. At least that’s what I thought since Samuel couldn’t speak his mind yet. And so I put him back into his baby chair and attempted to feed him again.
He cries and points at his room instead. I got really frustrated. I tried to hold my frustrations and continues to feed him quietly. Even though he is still eating, he cries every now and then especially when he hears the door opening/closing sounds. He tries to engage his grandparents and seek for their rescue. Needless to say, it got me even more frustrated when each grandparent kinda of check on him. And so I told my mum I’m really getting angry if she kept coming to his rescue. I need him to focus on his meal and nothing else. I was angry with Samuel’s grand parents for trying to coax him. But his grandma couldn’t bear to hear his cries in her room and she wanted to check if he might be unwell or has poo and offer to feed him again by coaxing. To me, I rather not spoil the baby and I want to emphasize again how good eating habits are cultivated. So no TV and no play while eating.
Later that night as I was feeding him his night milk before sleep, Samuel refuses to look at me. When he does, his expression is a strange one.
Finally as I sat here and reflected on what happened earlier, it dwells on me that Samuel has the same expression his dad has whenever he feels he’s been wronged. There used to be a balloon at the window. Could Samuel been looking for his balloon? Is that what he was crying out for? Maybe he even wanted to go find the balloon in his room? His dad could have been right. Samuel don’t usually cries so much and have always been good with his meals. Perhaps I have misunderstood him? I start to feel really bad now looking at the adorable sleeping boy.
I need to tell myself that I need to try to understand him more. To build a rapport with this baby, or he would never listen. Writing this down is first step to make sure this should not happen again.