Insyirah's Journal

I've thought to myself: My daughter has turned almost 2 years old, and really I have not kept a journal or any literature of her developments and antics over that period of time. It sort of hit me recently that certain things about watching her grow up that I considered to be novelties when they first happened are beginning to slip from my memory, and if I do not record them somehow somewhere it might get forgotten as time passes by. It is not just her major accomplishments that I'm talking about. Candid moments, moments of ingenuity, clever things said, etc... these are the things that I've begun to forget even though it might have happened only 6 months ago. Of course I won't forget such moments when she first called me 'Abah', or when the day she started walking... but there are other moments that you might not recall so easily with time. Yeah, I am getting old I know...

Insyirah turned 21 months today, and she has grown up to be such a bundle of joy to everyone who loves her. She is a rather demanding girl I must say, with very little tolerance for rejections, which means she would easily throw tantrums when she doesn't get things her way. And she is also an overly sensitive girl. She is easily moved by the tone in your voice, and she knows so well when people are unhappy with her.

Like the other day when Hannah and her were being naughty and accidentally dropped some bunches of keys from the key rack, they were laughing their hearts out at the incident. My mother heard them laughing and found all the keys on the rack on the floor. She gave them a telling off, telling them they were being naughty. At the slight sound of displeasure in my mum's voice, Insyirah made a face and broke down into tears and embraced my mum apologetically. Hannah on the other hand has learnt the art of distraction so well, and was pointing at the fishes in the pond outside to distract my mother... cheeky girl!

Before I left the house this morning for work, Insyirah took my hand and brought me into the TV room to watch cartoons with her. Hannah was having the say in the choice of programme to watch however, so we watched this VCD on alphabets. Insyirah made sure I sat there with her by sitting on my lap, and would frown and cry whenever I tried to get up. She's very clingy I must say, almost like a koala... hehe.. especially when my wife's around.

Earlier, I was awakened at 4 in the morning by Insyirah's soft cry. It wasn't the kind of crying from pain or hunger or from anything that could have indicated any serious alarm. It sounded like a cry of complaint from this increasingly demanding little girl. Apparently her anklets around both ankles had gotten entangled with each other, and her feet were tied to one another. Poor girl! Hehe... so I spent the next 10 minutes untangling them. COuld have been much faster though had I not been so sleepy...

I am missing her already. Will be going to Singapore for 2 days beginning tomorrow, and I'm gonna miss my wife and daughter so badly...

Hope my wife will call soon so we can leave the office asap...