Going back to full time employment wasn't by any means an easy choice to make. Now that I am back working full time and boy is happily settled in his new old life, a couple of old friends called insomnia and stress are back.
It's been only a few weeks and I can see the negative signs on my physical self. Not working out daily means I don't get to sweat as much, stretch as much and the adrenaline and dopamine rushes are sorely missed. The perpetual stiffness in the neck and shoulders are back, the feet are more callused from wearing heels and the face is breaking out like a volcano.
Work is somewhat manageable, with the navigation of normal office politics and management of the bosses somewhat easier this time round. I still trust in my ability to lead a company despite various potholes to avoid.
I guess the honeymoon's over, it's time to adapt to these work stressors. First things first... Gym hunting! I've never been one to enjoy working out in the great outdoors so the search for an air conditioned gym has to start! Even though I have my home workout kit, there's nothing quite like having an instructor yell in your face to push you to your limits.
On the brighter side, life in a smaller city is a lot more relaxed, cost of living is about a fraction of what it used to be in KL, and I have resumed my cooking adventures in my lovely kitchen. Boy is at least getting fresh food prepared with love on a regular basis and we are all enjoying the company of our canine friends.
I'm cheating a bit and taking a break this long weekend to just hang out with my girlfriend in another city. It's going to be a good break. I can feel it.
Trying hard to regain equanimity....
xoxo
Monday, 21 January 2013
Tuesday, 8 January 2013
Parenting an almost adolescent now...
Parenting is a double edged sword.
As one of those people who was never interested in kids, parenting was a weird concept. Other people's kids were OK... but mainly because you could give them back. Then came my own.. and BAM! It's like fairy godmother decided to turn up and play a bad joke on you. It changes you irrevocably! Everything changes!
My little not so angel was great coming out - breaking of water right up to delivery took 2 hours, no pain relief. The pain was intense, but short lived, so everyone said I was very lucky.. etc etc.. yeah right. Little did I know that the birth was only the start of it. I had plans for the confinement period to be like a spa retreat, with massages every day and reading of books for the rest of the time while my angelic baby would sleep between feeds.
Reality? Not so. My little not so angel wanted feeding every 45 mins and I was so sleep deprived that by 6 months I was down to a size 6 (Never before, and never since). He was physically attached to me for a good part of 5 years. However, despite all that catering to a difficult baby, there were beautiful moments interspersed with all that pain...
Things have improved through the years. He's just had his 9th birthday last month. My baby is growing up! He's almost logical now, with an evil wit to boot. He confidently entertains my friends with corny jokes during dinner parties. He's my partner in crime, my travel mate, my emotional pillar and the closest person in my life.
Things have changed. My sweet darling boy is now growing up and I can see it. He's more independent. No more kissing in public because it's NOT COOL. I need my phone to be kept alive so that I can keep in touch with my friends. Just tonight he told me, yes mom, I think I can sleep alone on my own now. I'm ready for it. Goodnight. Just check on me every now and then, ok?
Sure my darling boy...
As one of those people who was never interested in kids, parenting was a weird concept. Other people's kids were OK... but mainly because you could give them back. Then came my own.. and BAM! It's like fairy godmother decided to turn up and play a bad joke on you. It changes you irrevocably! Everything changes!
My little not so angel was great coming out - breaking of water right up to delivery took 2 hours, no pain relief. The pain was intense, but short lived, so everyone said I was very lucky.. etc etc.. yeah right. Little did I know that the birth was only the start of it. I had plans for the confinement period to be like a spa retreat, with massages every day and reading of books for the rest of the time while my angelic baby would sleep between feeds.
Reality? Not so. My little not so angel wanted feeding every 45 mins and I was so sleep deprived that by 6 months I was down to a size 6 (Never before, and never since). He was physically attached to me for a good part of 5 years. However, despite all that catering to a difficult baby, there were beautiful moments interspersed with all that pain...
Things have improved through the years. He's just had his 9th birthday last month. My baby is growing up! He's almost logical now, with an evil wit to boot. He confidently entertains my friends with corny jokes during dinner parties. He's my partner in crime, my travel mate, my emotional pillar and the closest person in my life.
Things have changed. My sweet darling boy is now growing up and I can see it. He's more independent. No more kissing in public because it's NOT COOL. I need my phone to be kept alive so that I can keep in touch with my friends. Just tonight he told me, yes mom, I think I can sleep alone on my own now. I'm ready for it. Goodnight. Just check on me every now and then, ok?
Sure my darling boy...
Ipoh 2.0
It's funny, life...
When I moved to KL 14 months ago it was with all intents and purpose, a permanent move. We adapted to city life, enjoyed many of the delights it had to offer (mainly culinary) and met many people who touched my life.
So many things to learn... It was a tough first half of the year, but things really improved and I started enjoying my life tremendously towards the end of the year with trips and time spent with friends. However life is such whereby changes inevitably happen and I find myself back in Ipoh, lock stock and barrel with my son and maid.
We spent almost the entire Dec packing and moving. Our humble abode in Ipoh had to be touched up due to being abandoned for a year... lots of elbow grease and TLC brought it back to life. I can safely say it's now better than before...
Everything seems OK so far.. although I'm really tired from huge changes in every aspect of life.. We shall endeavour to enjoy life in here. It's interesting viewing old things with new eyes. There are things that I'm enjoying... the lack of jams in here. I swear, it takes you 5 mins to get to anywhere in town. Anywhere! However, Sunday drivers are here everyday, at 40kmph! Good local food is in every corner, and a hell lot cheaper than KL. Variety of food isn't here though, especially the international type. As I type, my Nespresso machine is still sitting dormant waiting for the milk frother to get back here so I can have my decent lattes!
Boy's enjoying himself tremendously, only the occasional whine about the lack of decent Japanese food but school's started and I can tell he's glad to be with his old friends again.
Here's to a fantastic year in Ipoh...
Cheers
xoxo
When I moved to KL 14 months ago it was with all intents and purpose, a permanent move. We adapted to city life, enjoyed many of the delights it had to offer (mainly culinary) and met many people who touched my life.
So many things to learn... It was a tough first half of the year, but things really improved and I started enjoying my life tremendously towards the end of the year with trips and time spent with friends. However life is such whereby changes inevitably happen and I find myself back in Ipoh, lock stock and barrel with my son and maid.
We spent almost the entire Dec packing and moving. Our humble abode in Ipoh had to be touched up due to being abandoned for a year... lots of elbow grease and TLC brought it back to life. I can safely say it's now better than before...
Everything seems OK so far.. although I'm really tired from huge changes in every aspect of life.. We shall endeavour to enjoy life in here. It's interesting viewing old things with new eyes. There are things that I'm enjoying... the lack of jams in here. I swear, it takes you 5 mins to get to anywhere in town. Anywhere! However, Sunday drivers are here everyday, at 40kmph! Good local food is in every corner, and a hell lot cheaper than KL. Variety of food isn't here though, especially the international type. As I type, my Nespresso machine is still sitting dormant waiting for the milk frother to get back here so I can have my decent lattes!
Boy's enjoying himself tremendously, only the occasional whine about the lack of decent Japanese food but school's started and I can tell he's glad to be with his old friends again.
Here's to a fantastic year in Ipoh...
Cheers
xoxo
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