Teach Me to Number My Days

I realised there's a lot I can learn from Hannah. Today I was just reflecting on her ever bubbling enthusiasm and energy. She's always so energetic (sometimes we really run out of our breath trying to catch up with her!) and enthusiastic about everything! Every moment that she's awake, she's just wanting to explore and experience life to the fullest! (Oh no, did I scare away any potential babysitters when I write this?) Well, but the good news is our "Duracell Bunny" sleeps before 9pm every night for an average of 11hrs to recharge her batteries! (for another new day ahead!)
Facing her enthusiasm and zest for life, I am very reminded that I too, should return to the same zest for life. I wonder if it's a age thing for me (i'm not even 30 though!) for the mundane-ness that can set in at times. Sometimes, I think I can have more "life" for my life. So today, I am reminded of the Word of God from Psalms 90:12.

"Teach us to number our days aright, that we may gain a heart of wisdom."

Few ideas I catch:
1) There's a need for us to be TAUGHT to number our days. Because sometimes, it's not natural for us to do that as we live day after day. Letting each day pass by.

2) We need to NUMBER OUR DAYS ARIGHT. When we know that there's that fragility of life, we learn to then live purposefully.

3) When we learn to number our days, we can then gain WISDOM to live our days. To know what matters and to invest in that, and to know what to let go.

For me, as of now, I ask that the Lord teach me to live each day with purpose and zest. Now, who says God can't use a baby to teach?:)

We love Daddy!

This is dedicated to my dear hubs and Han's dadddy:) Read the below acrticle on parenting.com and I think it really affirms Han's love for Evan. She always flaps her hands frantically and squeals when she sees Evan coming home! Her sillyish grin accompanies those limb-flapping to the max too:)

Thank you dear for being such a hands-on daddy. I know Han loves you deeply and I love you too!

"6 TO 12 MONTHS: Expressing that emotion

Bouncing, wiggling, and cheering for you.

The way your baby acts when she sees you after a few hours -- or a few minutes? You'd be forgiven for thinking you're a bit of a rock star. This glee isn't just cute; it's a sign of the deep attachment that's grown between you.

On the flip side are your baby's wails of distress when you leave. It's part of her development, and she'll learn that you always come back. She understands object permanence now (you exist even when you're not around), so it's rough for her to know that the object of her affection is out there, and not here to snuggle.

Babies this age do their emotions big, so whether it's heartbreak that you're gone or earthshaking excitement that you're back, one thing is clear: You are loved. By a tiny, crazy little person, yes, but loved. "

THE quiet corner

Recently Han has been fussing on her highchair, arching her back and blowing "raspberries" halfway through feeding. She just wants to sit on one of our laps for the feed! This is of course not acceptable to daddy and mummy so we decided.. yes.. it's time we start the QUIET CORNER (QC).
First time was yesterday when Evan was at home and he was the one who put Han in the QC. She bawled her lungs out. I could not take it so decided to take a trip to the washroom. Obviously, Han's cries penetrated through the door. I nearly wanted to cry myself as I hear her sobs. How come she is crying so sadly (no repentance??) and I thought the baby is supposed to stop crying after some time in th QC? (cause and effect right?) No.... she just kept crying. We picked her up after some time and tried to talk sense into her. Admist her sniffles, she finally sat at the highchair and finshed her meal. yay.
Today. Evan went to work. Alone with her for 2 solids meals. She fussed again at the highchair. My solemn warnings went past her ears. So I decided to place her into the QC. Same effect as yesterday. The same bawls, my same trip to the washroom. Picked her up after some time and "preached" to her. "Hannah, mummy discipline you because mummy loves you ok?" Finally, she listened. But had to continue the feed with the aid of her table toy. Tsk tsk.. That was supposed to be a no-no.
I have to take 1 step at a time and persevere.
It takes discipline to discipline a child.

He who spares the rod hates his son, but he who loves him is careful to discipline him.
Proverbs 13:24