Every parent is proud of their little ones. This is especially true with first time parents. Who can blame them. For the very first time in their lives, they witnessed and brought a cute, little precious bundle of joy into the world. The baby is their everything. The baby is their world, or the world revolves around their little new arrival. When you talked to them, their eyes suddenly sparkled with excitement and they will start rambling about this and that about their baby. "She is so cute!". And being Asians, it is also common to hear their parents said, " Aiyah. She ar...very naughty lar!. At night, don't want to sleep some more. Only wants to be carried leh...aiyah..so tired lar..." (All these said while smiling and grinning from ear to ear, occasionally planting a few kisses on the baby's forehead) You know it's not a complaint but our humble Asian manner of `praising' our children and how proud a parent we really are.
Being proud of our children is good, but what happen when we become overly engrossed with them, forgetting that we still have a life to live, work to do, money to make and responsibility to fulfill.
We recently returned to the pet shop where we bought Zoewe, our dear little toy poodle. The owner was sitting behind the counter and gave us a smile and greeted us. In our previous visits, he would have asked us what were we looking for and proceed to recommend new toys, dog biscuits or stuff for our Zoewe. Our conversation will most definitely be about our pets and their recent mischiefs.
This visit however, was totally different. Why? Because we brought Ryan along and his wife just delivered a baby boy as well. For the entire 25 minutes that we were there, he was so busy and proudly telling us all about his baby, how cute, how naughty etc etc. The usual `selling' was surprisingly missing. We showed him a tin of home made dog biscuits with some trapped insect, and he just put it away, without asking us whether we would want another tin. He was apparently more contented to continue sharing with us about his baby. There we were, in a pet shop and the owner was not `selling' any products related to pets but he was `selling' his baby!
He is a proud father and so am I, which leads me to seriously evaluate myself. Am I equally over engrossed with my baby that I too am guilty of rambling the whole day about him, forgetting my responsibilities as a bread winner and a husband besides just being a dotting father? Have I got overly engrossed in Ryan for my own good. Is there a time for everything? A time to work, a time to play, a time to laugh, a time to cry, a time for wife, a time for Ryan and lastly a time for me and my own reflection......