happy (grateful) 15 months.

what an eventful 15 months for a life so young. life should be precious whether you're 15 months, 19 years, 30 years, or 70 + years. it's so cliche but life should never be taken for granted. suicide is so overrated. i'm tired of hearing the korean news these days and reading that another has copycatted a suicide by choi jin shil. it's another way of getting attention postmortem. fate is left in the hands of God and not yourself.

God was watching over my family yesterday. i hate to 'sound' religious with God this and that but i'm embarrassed that i seek Him in times of need and in times of appreciation. i'm definitely a believer, but haven't been committed. i will, though.

yesterday mil and fil wanted to take Connor out since it was so hot. they ususally take him to our backyard where there's a barnes and nobles. it's cool. there's a children's area and they occasionally read to them. he also gets to mingle with the other small children. well as they heading over they got into an accident. a car had ran a red light and swiped their rear as they were crossing an intersection. air bags deployed. and almost half of the passenger side rear was damaged, including the tire and all. police came. paramedics came. random witness vouched for us and stated the other parties fault. mil, fil, and Connor all walked away without a scratch. paramedics offered to take Connor to the ER if i wanted but i had declined. after speaking with mil and fil they felt that he was fine. the thing with babies is that too much shaking of the head isn't safe. you're suppose to monitor them for extra crankiness, vomiting, excessive sleeping, etc. after an accident of such sort. the car was is no condition to be driven so it had to be towed.

these are incidents where life lessons are learned. this is what i learned and i will keep reminding myself when times are tough.
1. you appreciate your loved ones.
2. you value life.
3. you learn to deal with stress. after receiving a call from mil immediately after the accident i raced like a mad woman. while driving there i thought of all these bad thoughts and worried like crazy. i didn't know what the situation was and i was helpless. on top of it, i got stuck in traffic. you just don't know what to do. i tried calming myself but it was tough.
4. you realize that the world isn't so bad. there are good people out there. you become so tainted in day to day life that you put up a wall and aren't so willing to help others. you worry that others have ulterior motives. a old white lady had witnessed the accident and mil had put her on the phone since she couldn't speak english. the lady talked to me and told me the situation. she said not to worry that everyone was alright, especially the baby. she made a witness statement to the police officer and notified them of the other parties fault. i guess she heard the worries and instability in my voice. she was even concerned about my well-being. she told me to drive slowly and carefully. i couldn't thank her enough.
5. don't sweat the small stuff. compared to the stress of work that i had been having lately and the small stuff hubby and i have been arguing about the past few days, they were incomparable to the event yesterday. there will come a day where bigger events will happen but i hope to learn to deal with it and appreciate the normal days and make the most of them rather than nitpick at the small stuff.

yes, i know. all cliche but tell me if all you people live like this everyday. i don't think you can say that you can. a few weeks later i may forget all this but i'm only human. i can only keep looking back at this entry and try again.

at 15 months, Connor:

1. is off the bottle. this was a breeze. don't ask how i did it. i actually didn't. he did. i only gave it to him at night (when he went to sleep) and in the morning (when he woke up). the doctor said he would get cavities if he drank his bottle while he slept so i stopped and he never really asked for it after then. he drinks his milk out of a cup with a straw.

2. brushes his teeth. actually, i brush his teeth. he refused initially, but i sing a song with it and he enjoys it. it started off for only about 10 seconds. i've gotten it up to 30 seconds to a minute, depending on how patient he is that day.

3. dances by waving his arms.

mil and fil spoil him. he already has a pow-pow-power wheel. they've made them for convenient for little kids now. they still sell those where you step on the accelerator, but this one is a push of a button on the steering wheel. he needs to learn to steer, though.

he saw his grandpa put together his car and started doing the same thing with the screwdriver.


after his bath he likes to run around nekkid so i threw some beads on him because he showed me some of his stuff. j/k. he found some beads of mine and loves putting it on himself. he walks around with it on like he has some major bling on his neck. he struts his stuff. anyhow, he put the beads on and was running around nekkid. he may kill later when he's older for posting this picture of him but maybe you shouldn't be running AWAY from me nekkid.


a diaper accident was waiting to happen so i put some diapers on him.