Regression

It's so tiring for mil and us, and I'm sure, for Randall himself, to go through his regression phase. It's like he's becoming a baby all over again, except that he's like, about double the weight now. He wants to be carried all the time, even in the middle of the night. He'll ask me to carry him and starts crying if I don't. He cries easily at a slight hint of our displeasure against him. Every morning, I dread it when he asks me (without fail), "We go where?" When I reply, "Mah-mah's house" or "Bukit Batok", he will start crying, whining, throwing tantrums and all. Then the cycle repeats itself every morning. With an almost 14 kg wriggly worm in my arms, it's hard not to get frustrated after a while. I think he dreads going there. But then again, we dread going to work as much. His temper is getting very erratic. He can be fine one day and throw tantrums the whole of next day. We just cross our fingers and hope that he'll get over this phase quickly!