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Tuesday, November 19, 2013

My Rays of Sunshine.

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I Thank God for my family.  

For those who don't know how I met my husband, it was a miracle. I truly believe that God's hand was in our coincidental meeting at the most unexpected location.

We are not perfect on our own but we fit each other perfectly like two pieces of jigsaw.  With him, we have two lovely boys, of each different characters but charming in their own way. 

R's almost 3 and he has evolved into a really nice big brother with the existence of didi. I can't believe that he has already completed his first year of school. Such a big boy. Currently he's being toilet trained. More success than accidents so I'm keeping my fingers crossed.

D just turned 8 months. I'm a little guilty for neglecting here and there but I'm trying my best to juggle everything. My smiley baby is one of the cutest in the world ( I bet every mom says the same). He's begun to coo a lot and can comprehend simple instructions. Eating well so far and in terms of physical development he has started to stand with support from his cot. I love him to bits even though at times he wakes at unearthly hours to want to play with me. 

This is my family. My Rays of Sunshine.

Wishing for a normal life...

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What's normal to you? Everyone has a different definition of normal but for me I don't mind just leading a life with my kids, not worries no stress... Is this even possible I wonder? No worries no stress I highly doubt so.  The last few week/months have been stressful. Stressed to the point I feel that that somehow I have changed a little. I'm less tolerant and more jumpy... I rarely smile. I miss smiling really happily. I miss being carefree. Don't carefree doesn't mean kids free. I love my kids to bits and there is nothing about them that I will change. Not being happy affects me affects them. I want to be the best mum to them yet I'm affected by trying to be the best daughter to my mum. Her condition is improving but the tensions and vibes in the house just drives me insane. I cry out loud inside my head. At times I hear my inner self screaming to the highest pitch with all my strength but outside not a sound. It's hard... So hard and I'm often tired but I'm thankful for my husband who is my rock in the midst of the storm.
 

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