First, she refuse to eat her spinach after deliberately nagging for me to cook some spinach the night before. She is having a cold. She was crazy about taking the medicine (Gosh! How can a child be so tempted to take cough-syrup??).
I always have some cough or syrup for treating common cold for the kids in the house just in case. So far I rarely gave them any accept for paracetamol syrup (if kangaroo method and simple wet cloth in the forehead cannot bring down the temperature) since none of them ever have anything concerning since we move to Bogor. Plus, her cough doesn’t seem severe enough for her to need extra medicine to relieve the symptoms. I believe on giving her enough liquid to make it easy for her to bring out all the secretion.
I told her before taking the med, she need to feed first (hmph, this might be just me stalling since I am not intend to really gave her the medicine). But she insist. That’s making me upset since we have gone through the same thing last night (and other days before).
So I insist for her to eat and ruled out that she won’t have anything else unless she finish her meal. But she refuse even harder. She yells, she kick, she call me stuffs. I loose patience so I pinch her ear (it never work out) and drag her to her room (yes, literally drag her!) and put her there until she was cooling down and submit. I know that she is hard-will child. I know that she won’t surrender easily. And so she continue to kick and yelling things.
After 20 minutes or so, she began to feel exhausted and her screaming was not as rapid as before. She also began to rambling her submitting to whatever I ask her to. She said she’ll be quite, that she’ll eat her spinach, she’ll finish her meals and other so-sweet-promises. But I know that the moment I open her bedroom door she would immediately pledging for something else and forgetting what she has promised me. But, even though I know, I couldn’t keep her in the bedroom forever, could I? Oh, it’s amazing how your little children can easily playing tricks on you!
And so, at that one moment, I stern and won’t open the door until I am sure that she means what she promised. After waiting for another couple of minutes, I open the door and handed her the plate (with rice and spinach off course). She receive the plate and walk to the middle room while keep on asking, “Where is my satay? I want satay! And I don’t want any broth with my rice! Take it away!”
And that was only in the morning.
At the afternoon, Asha awakes from her nap and finds me eating egg sandwich and sipping coffee (oohh…what a rare leisure time!!). So I ask, “Would you like some sandwich?” And she reply, yes. So I went and make one for her. And then she goes, “Can I have some honey? Can I drink the medicine now?” Noted, my husband started the ritual of giving plain honey to Asha in a spoon, just like that. While I prefer to give her honey as a complementary with something else, such as milk, or to eat as a spread on top a slice of bread. That way, she’ll get more than just the honey. She’d have the milk or the bread.
I said that she can have honey or the cough syrup after she finish her sandwich (forgot to tell, the incident in the morning didn’t work out that well because she spare half of her rice AND the spinach). After the sandwich is served, she munch on it while watching cartoon in the computer. Then it happens.
Asha: “I want some coffee. Can I taste some of yours?”
Me: “No, you may not”.
Asha: “Why not? Mama is being stingy!”
Me: “I am not stingy! Coffee is not for children!” — as if she would understand why it is not for children
Then, she began her repetitive “I want coffee” melody.
I ignore her, went to my room and play with my cellphone while she’s nagging in my ears. And my blood pump high to my head. And I said bad things, cruel things. And she was quite. And I feel grateful and sorry at the same time. Then I get my laptop and started browsing for parenting tips to handle stubborn child (none of what I found is really seem helpful though, But I like the article about the Tiger Mom book).
Moments later Asha came to my side and ask what I was doing. I was so intense on browsing that I didn’t realize she slip outside. I said I was working (white lies!). Then she goes out of the room. Later she come back with bright face and big smile saying, “Mama, I have finish the sandwich! Can I have the cold syrup now?”
picture is taken from here