Recently, the kids have been pestering me for a baby.
At every opportune time, they will ask, “Can we have a new baby, please, please, please, Mama?”
I tell them that they can ask a gazillion times with a double gazillion pleases, the answer would still be an affirmative no.
Then comes the dreaded question following the no. Cue the “WHY???!!!”
For every reason I give them, the kids seem to have a solution for me. If you need to take care of the new baby, Mum, we can take care of ourselves, they tell me. No time? Let’s make time! No energy? Go get energy lor. No money? Go make more money la! Need help? We’ll help you, no problem here!
Life’s challenges are so easy to overcome in the eyes of these children.
So I’ve given up reasoning with them. In their world, no problem is too difficult to solve. Not even having a new baby. Space and time is infinite, and so is energy, money and help – so why not, Mama? I feel so sorry that in time to come, these kids would realize that everything they think is infinite is finite, and that this childhood dreaming would vanish into thin air.
Like I said, I’ve given up explaining. Instead, I asked them back why they are asking me for a new baby.
“Erm, Mama. Can’t you see? Di di is growing up and there’s NO MORE baby in the house. That’s why we NEED a new baby!”
Nope, these kids don’t need new toys. Or more toys. Just give them babies!
P/S: I’m no kid, so I’m really happy just to have three babies.