So that Edward would willingly slave for the babies.

Let's see... I'm just starting to type without a topic. The inertia to write on this blog is real. Nowadays social media is so much more of pictures than words, I must also have been influenced a little. Thank God, you can never really kill the naggy auntie in people like me.

Ok, I've decided. I'm going to write about self-assessment/evaluation/criticising, whatever you'd like to call it.

I've never been someone whom people would find easy to get along with.
Seriously.
My family members feel I'm too headstrong and always want the last word.
My close friends, most of whom are my volleyball team-mates from school, remember me as the mad capt who always insisted they do more physical training than they would like to.
My husband... pretty much feels the same way my parents and siblings do.

All in all, I tend to be a little too much of a military soldier than a lady. And people around me would usually go like, "NO THANKS."

So how have I managed to survive marriage till now, even with two kids?
When I really have moments like this and self-reflect, I think it should largely be attributed to Edward's blind and unconditional love for me. Given he's also not the most patient of human beings, I guess marriage life can sometimes be really demanding for him.

Am I being boring already?
Hey I'm trying ok. It's not everyday that you get to hear my sincerely bash myself.

When the higher powers above threw Edward on me, they must be thinking,
"There. Deal with this difficult man. But most importantly, because YOU DESERVE IT."

Let's face it. Nobody on Earth is born easy to deal with.
We're not difficult because each of us is difficult. We're difficult when we're put together.
It's difficult because there's very often no right or wrong.

So yes, just based on our personalities, Edward probably has a harder (hopefully just slightly) time than me in our marriage.

It's the start of a new year. And what do they always say? New year, new me?
I'll try to become just a little better.
Trying doesn't mean I'll succeed but it's a plan ya?

And yes, I've thought of the topic.

Ok bye!