Thought after the Mother’s Day

I have been busy since the week before Mother’s Day.  Planning of dinner, actual dinner itself, attending events, friend’s gathering, looking for jobs, interviewing, etc.   Not that I have nothing to say on Mother’s Day.  It is just that I do not have a good time to sit in front of my (our) laptop to type them out.

Before ZX and little ZX were born, I never thought that having two kids at home with myself alone can be of real fun or real chaotic.  You either get your laundry done with the help of the elder one or you get wet by bathing them (most of the time).

Before they were born, I never thought that I could look so “aunty”.

Before they were born, I never woke up at 3, 4 or 6 in the morning just to release my engorgement and before I thought I could catch more sleep, I would need to wake up to check why baby was crying.

Before they were born, I did my own things at the time I chose and never had to stay up late just because I need to do something “behind” my kids, eg. surfing on the net.

Before they were born, I turned around and walked in the possible fastest pace away from babies whenever they poo.

Before they were born, I never knew that I could feel so helpless whenever they were sick.

Before they were born, I never noticed that watching and speaking to kids (whether they response or not) could be of that fun.

Before they were born, I never got such a happiness on watching my kid to gobble down a simple breakfast that I prepared for him.

It is my third year being a mother.

Before they were born, I did not know that I was capable to doing so much things that I could be proud of for the kids that I love.  I never knew that I could be so determine when it comes to matters related to my two kids.  Be it breastfeeding or anything else in future, I hope I can have the same determination whenever I feel it is something good for them.

If you ask me, the best Mother’s Day gift of this year?
The answer: A heartiest hug from ZX.

And remember that behind every successful mother......
is a basket of dirty laundry. – Quote from somewhere on the internet.

  
[ My first ever Mother’s Day card handmade (20% as I think) by ZX and his (80% as I believe)  teacher. ]