There’s this game that we play with Fighter these days. It starts with me hiding with Fighter behind a door or a wall. Then I carry Fighter to slowly peek out on the other side of the door and standing there would be mommy. Fighter will look around and when he spots mommy he’ll burst into a fit of laughter. This is how it works.
The funny thing about this game is that it only works sometimes when he’s in the mood. When he’s not in the mood he’ll just smile but he won’t laugh like this. And it only works with Mommy and our babysitter. I’ve tried being the one standing on the other side of the door and it doesn’t work. He just gives me a blank look.
Which brings me to one thing I realize. Fighter actually seems to smile more at my babysitter and at Shorty than at me. I don’t blame it nor do I feel really sad about it though because I can understand it. I’m often out at work and I don’t see him or tend to him as much as Shorty and my babysitter does. When he cries during the day, I’m not the one who’s there to pick him up.
I just know that he’ll grow up to love me anyway as long as I spend the quality time I do with him every day. Last night when I got back from work I spent an hour just doing nothing but playing with him. That one hour was truly the highlight of my day.
Timothy Tiah – Co-Founder of Colony, Kuala Lumpur Co-Working Space