Wednesday, 25 September 2013

THE REAL “MAN” OF STEEL

-This post is way overdue however it is of utmost importance it is published-

So Man of Steel premiered last week on 13 June (this was when this was written) and I got free tickets to watch it thanks to a wonderful colleague. But as I approached my wife early in the morning before I left for work, asking her if it’ll be ok if I watched the movie tonight and she had to take care of the two kids all be herself at night (and she willingly agreed), I was reminded at that moment who the real “man” of steel really was.

Couple of days back during the weekend when my wife fell ill and was totally knocked out and I had to handle the two kids by myself, I nearly went mad with a crying baby and a defiant child and boy did I complain in my head of how crazy it was.

So as I watch Man of Steel, I am really reminded that my wife has been the real “Man” of steel and I am at awe and full of appreciation for all the sacrifices that she’s made. Just to be clear, here’s 10 reason why she’s the real “Man” of Steel:

1.             Everyday for the past 6 months, she has been taking care of both our baby boy and girl.
2.             That means, handling their mischief’s, moods, daily necessities like feeding them, changing them and bathing them.
3.             Diligently she pumps milk everyday close to midnight (that’s when the boy sleeps longer and there’s a chance to pump) when very well, she could decide to sleep.
4.             When we’re out for our date, she takes the effort to carry out her pump and parts just so she can store up more milk.
5.             When our boy was born, she told me, “Don’t’ you dare buy any formula. I will breastfeed”. You will never understand what that statement really entails. The only way to envision the consequences of this statement is to imagine a boy hanging at your nipples 24 7 with only intermittent breaks before the boy cries for milk/nipple again. 
6.             She washes the bottles before I get back, takes over the laundry of the kids (cause she knows I get crazy over hanging and matching small botties and mittens) without a complain.
7.             She cooks whenever she can so we can enjoy her home cook food.
8.             At night, while I sleep, she carries the boy first whenever he is on his “cry as much” mood and only calls me up (or not) when he cries too long.
9.             I have not woken up to make milk for the boy (not once) because she breast feeds him throughout the night.
10.         She’s always one of the last person to bath as she first makes sure that the kids are all clean and fresh.

While I might be amazed at how Superman can fly, smack, laser and withstand bullets, I am even more amazed at how my wife can handle two kids all by herself. I have a very good feeling Superman will fail miserably.