Missing You

I'd made a very negligence move this morning.

I didn't wake up William before I went off to work. I thought since Vincent's school was off today, William would be ok to stay home with his brother for a short time interval before he went to school.

It proves how wrong I was. Vincent called me when I was dozing off in the bus. He said William was crying. Boy, he didn't have to tell me, I could hear him crying like the sky has fallen down.

Why he cried? It's because he didn't see me when he open his eyes lo. See, he would walk me to take my bus every morning before he goes to school. To be precise, our routine is like this every

morning...at 7.45am, we will walk to the bus station together, chatting while waiting for my bus to come. Then, we say good-bye and the maid will take him home after my bus leaves. Then, he will take his breakfast, change his uniform and go off to school.

Nothing I said over the phone could pacify him. He cried and cried like he would never going to see me again. He begged me to go home to see him immediately. That really broke my heart into pieces.

After talking for 15min but to no avail, I finally had to show off my Queen's card. I asked him what did he want? As expected, he said he didn't want to go to school. He wanted to play at home with Vincent. Sigh, if that could make him happy, I gave in lo. Furthermore, he has been crying that long that he had missed his school bus already.

Finally he stopped crying and we hung up the phone. I told him he can call me whenever he want to talk to me. Since then, I received many calls from him. Here, I summarize the conversation.

9.30am

Mummy, I have finished my pasta already. Can we watch DoreAmon VCD?

(Sure, darling)

10.30am

Mummy, I'm hungry. Can I eat cake? 1pcs is enough.

(Sure, darling)

11.00am

(Crying...) Mummy, Vincent punched my back just now...it's very painful..(heard Vincent's protest over the phone).

Time to go out for some fresh air. So I asked the maid to take them to the downstairs playground.

12.15am

Mummy, we're back. Now we are eating fried rice. When are you coming back?

1.00pm

Mummy, Vincent hide all of the toys. He didn't want to share with me lo (heard Vincent's protest over the phone again). When are you coming back wo? (start weeping)

1.30pm

Mummy, can we watch DVD? You must come home fast ok?

2.30pm

Mummy, I have made 2 ships for you. 1 big and 1 small, they are made of diamond wo.

When are you coming back to see it?

(diamond ship? really make my heart melted)

3.00pm

Mummy, Vincent scolded me just now (weeping). Are you coming home now? You must come home now...

(They refused to take a nap, so I said they can watch another movie)

4.30pm

Mummy, where are you now? I've been waiting for you very long lo...Are you coming home very soon?

5.00pm

Mummy, I'm hungry. I want to eat that "Kinder Surprise Egg" that is kept in the fridge, ok?

It's getting dark now, when will you come home?

5.30pm

Mummy, I'm so missing you. I want you to come home now. I want I want...(weeping). I'll be ok if you are here now.

(Sigh, it's time to take some fresh air again)

6.15pm

Mummy, where are you now? Are you taking the lift now? Why you still haven't come home? I want you to come home now. Mummy, come home fast...I want mummy (crying)

(I told him I was on the way home now. Promised I would call him when I almost home, and bought him some chocolate biscuit)

6.45pm

(I called him. He was happy to know that I was almost reach home by then)

I can't see you from the window wo. Are you taking the lift now? Don't forget to buy the chocolate biscuit, ok? Bye bye.

Feeling disturbed by all those calls? Yes, especially when I was engrossed at work. But when I put my feet into his shoes, it's not hard to feel how frustrated he was. Poor him, he just want to see his mummy, why he need to wait for that long wo?

If I ask him if he want the bread or mummy, I'm pretty sure he will pick mummy. Son, I'm really sorry for I can't be a 24-hour-stand-by mum. I hope you will understand it one day.

Whenever I see him cries like this, I always wonder if his tear will make up to 10 ml each time? I also have a freaking idea. What if I collect all his tears in a 1L bottle and give it to him when he grow up later?