Did I just blink?
A little less than three years later, I'm back here, in my little space, to blog again.
Don't think anyone still comes back. Three years is not a short time, and whoever still checks back now must love me a lot.
I don't consider myself very lovable, so. Hahahaha.
What have I been so busy with?
This.
Babies, two of them. They are a handful, but at the same time also fills the heart. Oh man, these babies! Their love for their mums can be so overwhelming I've cried because of it before. The size of a baby's love is so infinite that it can take up the entire life of his/her mum in all aspects - time, space, her heart. As a mum, sometimes you find that the only thing you're able to do is hug your kid, because she demands it. No. You are not allowed to do anything else.
Makes it really hard for someone like me who's so used to being efficient. Like, ok..... so what would carrying you and having you stick to me produce? Apart from the regret that I produced you. Then the guilt sort of hits me. What the hell was I thinking? It's always like this - torn between love and hate. Anyway that's child caring for you. The results are always pretty intangible, but given time, you'll see it. I've seen it.
So ya, short post for a new beginning. Experiencing some sort of inertia here. It's not easy to type adult lingo after communicating to babies for most of my waking hours for the past 2+ years ok. Hee.
Goodnight for now. Sleep is a mum's Vitamin E, and by that I mean Vitamin EvErything. Well, nearly.
Don't think anyone still comes back. Three years is not a short time, and whoever still checks back now must love me a lot.
I don't consider myself very lovable, so. Hahahaha.
What have I been so busy with?
This.
Babies, two of them. They are a handful, but at the same time also fills the heart. Oh man, these babies! Their love for their mums can be so overwhelming I've cried because of it before. The size of a baby's love is so infinite that it can take up the entire life of his/her mum in all aspects - time, space, her heart. As a mum, sometimes you find that the only thing you're able to do is hug your kid, because she demands it. No. You are not allowed to do anything else.
Makes it really hard for someone like me who's so used to being efficient. Like, ok..... so what would carrying you and having you stick to me produce? Apart from the regret that I produced you. Then the guilt sort of hits me. What the hell was I thinking? It's always like this - torn between love and hate. Anyway that's child caring for you. The results are always pretty intangible, but given time, you'll see it. I've seen it.
So ya, short post for a new beginning. Experiencing some sort of inertia here. It's not easy to type adult lingo after communicating to babies for most of my waking hours for the past 2+ years ok. Hee.
Goodnight for now. Sleep is a mum's Vitamin E, and by that I mean Vitamin EvErything. Well, nearly.

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