Before I left for my three-month-long-machiam-like-eternity (or so I thought) maternity leave, this was what my cubicle looked like:
My world then was all about Isaiah & Joey.
Now my world has Isaiah, Joey & Jayne! How wonderful. Yep, somebody remind me please that I ought to put up some photos of Jayne up at my cubicle to make it a tad more complete. :)
Life with 2 kids has been good & happy so far, though a lot tougher in terms of physical, mental & emotional demands. All these had been magnified when I started work last Thursday. Tuesdays are legendarily the busiest & craziest day for me in a week, so I am glad to say I am still of a sound mind today on a Wednesday as I speak.
Thank God for a wonderful hubby who carried Baby Jayne while entertaining Joey last night for the few hours I was meeting my zone leaders. I thought he would grumble when I exceeded the time I promised I would be done, but he didn’t. Haha! Our level of patience does grow proportionately with the number of kids we have, I guess? I love my hubby to bits.
Going by the Tuesday-is-my-craziest-day theory, Wednesday mornings are my most tired mornings. Early in the morning on our way to Joey’s school, I had a really bad tummy ache which made me really want to swear vulgarities out loud but of course I didn’t because I am a good Christian mummy. And of all days (of ALL DAYS!), Joey chose to throw tantrums in school today when I fetched her in. She would always chirpily wave goodbye to me on most mornings, but today, she refused to let me go and kept whining and whining. Sigh.. In the end, I had no choice but to let her teacher drag her into the classroom while she yelled and screamed. Not a very pleasant sight in the morning, I promise ye. The result was that it caused hubby to be late for work, and so I think I can only pacify his black face by buying him a Liverpool jersey or something. And oh, did I remember to mention that while I was carrying Baby Jayne to office nursery, she decided to do a big-time poo and caused part of those gruesome yellowish stuff to get onto her romper and now I have to figure out how to get the shit (literally) out of the expensive pure white romper?
My day can only get better, I tell ya.
Your life’s not adventurous enough? You should seriously consider being a mum. =)
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