Ohmygod, my last post was Easter. Which planet have I been to? I measure my life by the chub-factor on JB. And is he one big chubba at the moment.
Ohmygod, I really cannot remember what the last fours weeks has been about. One of my closest friends from school days visited, presenting me with a lurveeely birthday/post-baby/thankyou-for-letting-us-stay present. Man, I am so in love with this. I am so stoked. I was completely speechless, thankful and embarrased at the same time. I would have had them with me every single time they visited, without any thanks because I love them to bits.
I feel more tired everyday, yet I find it somewhere in me to push on. It's really weird, and this is so not me. Although I would never give up, I thought I would have cracked sometime in March. But here I am, celebrating my first Mother's Day. It's such a momentous occassion for me. I'd said to my beloved, and I'll say it here again, it's my toughest job so far, and the tag of being a mum isn't easy. How do mums do it out there with 2,3,4...10??? I'm aghast, and filled with extreme awe at the same time. Kudos to them.
I may actually check out Twitter this week. I've been hearing and reading about it for the better part of the last month. Surely it isn't that addictive? Has society nothing else better to do than to read someone's random thoughts every minute/hour of the day? Sighhh....
Sunday, May 10, 2009
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