Friday, November 12, 2010

confessions of the sleepy and daydream too much mother

ok, i confess.

i really envy my friends who do not have children yet, when they go on holidays. its like so easy and simple for them to drop their work, make some bookings, packed their bags and ta-dah! get on the airplane and off they go to their destinations.

and here i am, watching my 9, coming 10 month old son, attempting to stuff the whole cone shape thingy toy in his mouth, crawling into the toilet, tugging at strings, thinking he's a puppy and generally just gnawing at things around his way.

while all this is happening, i would daydream of romantic dreams of walking hand in hand with my husband, going shopping shops after shops a la pretty woman (the scenes when she got his credit card), doing my hair, being glamourous, putting on pretty clothes, sipping my tea and ordering my husband around (this is when i know i have to be really dreaming to be doing this).

and then silence. this is also when i would wake up from my daydream and realised that my son is chewing on a dried leave he picked up from the stroller and thus, brought me back to my humble hdb flat in jurong west.

well, i also wanted to add in the awesome-ness of being a mother and all the sweetness and googly feelings you get when your child smiles at you.

but i guess i'll leave it for the next post.

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