Monday, November 30, 2020
Thursday, November 26, 2020
The month of November is a very special month for me. Three years ago this month, my lil precious son upgraded my status to motherhood. Of course, he's not that little anymore and he had an early onset terrible three mode on since he was 2 years old, but alas, this one have broken all the ceilings and definition of love and thought me the true meaning of unconditional love.
|My son Kahlil, newborn baby sis Chinta and his overprotective mom and dad.|
Tuesday, November 17, 2020
Getting back on my feet after my second childbirth has been quite a challenge. I am at the moment, about 17 weeks postpartum and have been trying to exercise and shed my pregnancy weight since week 12.
First of all, I gotta gave a big bravo to those moms who has bodies that readjusted so well. I have been struggling a fair bit over the past couple of weeks because I am still feeling the pain from my caesarian birth. I read that some got better after 5th week and seems to be able to start their normal fitness routines there and then but it appears that not me.
I still have lower back pain, and my knees are still a tad weak. I don't want to overexert myself and make it worse. I just got to accept that this is normal and it will take me some time before I can bounce back and create a new fitness routine for myself.
After a couple of tries over the past 4 weeks - today I am starting of a new cycle of 30 days post partum work out. Lets see if I can keep this on and survive till Day 30. Thanks to my company's sports club that gave away a RM100 decathlon voucher recently, I got myself some home workout equipment (dumbells, yoga ball, yoga knee pads, some handweights, roller foams) that can be used for simple home workouts. I also plan to utilise my treadmill more over the next 30 days.
I am lucky that I got help with the baby this time around. Getting back to work was a breeze. Stress levels are manageable, and as I stress less, my milk supply seems to be a bit better than the first time around. Now all I need to do is to find a way to shed the excess weight over the next 6 months.
Yeah - 6 months. I am not planning a miracle here. I want to be realistic.
Wish me luck peeps.
Thursday, November 5, 2020
This past 3 years had been a roller coaster ride for me. Everything went by like a blip.
First I gave birth to a son. My life went topsy turvy for a while as I juggle motherhood and work at the same time. Its not exactly new that my work usually takes centerstage in the production of my life - but as I start having kids, that slowly changes. Gone are those days when I complain of having nothing to do - I always have something to do.
In fact , I long for those days where I can simply lie down on my bed - guilt free.
3 years and 2 babies later, here I am. Pushing my keyboard. Somehow I believed I have taken the "mature-up pill" and I have aged tremendously over the past 3 years. What brought me back to this space is my need for a hobby. I have been struggling with finding "the hobby" for quite a while now, as I take up quite a number of interest this past couple of months while I am homebound during the MCO (movement control order - yeah that happened!) and besides contributing to the country's economy and piling up more stuff I barely use in the house, nothing really sparks joy.
Earlier today I ran through an old email of me writing to a blogger friend years back and suddenly, like a lightbulb, there it is - joy sparked. I love writing. Over the past year I have been rushing through so many things I have not stopped for a second, compose my thoughts and read/write.
So here I am.
And perhaps rather than vlogging some of the ideas I have in mind for motherhood, etc etc - I should just write them. I am not that camera savvy anyways.