Before baby arrive, i thought i would have plenty of time on my hand. That i would be able to play with my phone all day long. Never have i've been so wrong in my life.
Having a newborn baby took up almost all of my time. I didnt get eniugh sleep duringvthe night, eventhough i'm able to sleep i always wake up every half an hour , checking the baby. Did i hear him cry? Did i hear him squeek? Does he breathing? Why was there no sound coming from him? There. The paranoia me.
During the day, i would rush to take a shower, or have a proper meal. Having a proper meal is not really a highlight of my day since it was tasteless and boring, but i had no other choice. Taking a bath is no pleasure either. I always keeping my ears tune in to the sound of my baby. Did i hear him cry? Is he hungry yet? Did he poo poo? He will be cranky if he poo poo. There. The paranoia me.
And during the day, there will be people coming to see the baby. And i have to dress up as proper as any women in confinement would. No, dont compare me to those VS angels. They were no human. There were not even a scar on those purrrfect body, much less an ounce of extra fat!
I wouldnt get enough sleep during the day either. Why, because 1st: the paranoia me will took over. 2nd: there were so much to do during the day. It was such a wonder if i could get 15 minutes of pure sleep.
Well, then how am i able to upload this if i really dont have time on my hand? Time management darling. Time management. Baby is a week and a few days old now, and i'm about to getting a hang on managing this little cutie. We have an agreement, you know. I feed him full, wash the poo poo. And he will sleep. And i can do whatever i want to do, for about 30 mins. If i choose to sleep, then sleep. If i want to eat, then go eat. Or else, i would waste my time blabbering about time here in blog.
My friend used to say, nikmat yang tuhan tarik balik lepas dapat baby ialah nikmat kesenangan, sebagai ganti kepada nikmat kebahagian yang dikurniakan dengan hadirnya baby.
So true my dear. And i would choose you, my son, over everything else.
Nothing else matters, kata Nirvana.
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