Life of a Working Mum.

So as everyone knows, I've been a single stay home mum for awhile now. Actually for a long while. Also, from my last post, I mentioned that I've got a job now! Yay indeed! 

So now, the truth. Brace thyself.

Its hard. I miss Michael heaps when I'm at work. I have withdral symptoms and it hurts. It isn't as hard to leave if I leave while he's still asleep but oh man if he's awake. 

It pulls at your heart wh he looks so confused seeing you leave so early in the morning, all dressed up and he isn't invited to tag along. How he rushes to get his shoes on. Then when he realises he isn't tagging along for the day, he just sticks his foot out the gate and waves bye. Keeps saying bye bye! Mwah! 

But it gets easier. I remember feeling like pulling my hair out at times cause I was just so tired or just didn't have time to myself, when I was a stay home mum. So I see this as my alone time especially since I've barely ever had any alone time for the last 22 months! Whatever I feel as I leave for work, goes away knowing I am doing the best I possibly can as a parent. Also knowing that I am fulfilling my duty and responsibility as a parent completely. The evenings home are treasured moments. The games get more fun. The giggles get more adorable. The hugs feel more beautiful. The weekends are pure quality time with le family. 

Its my birthday today! Yay me! Took a day off. Slept in and had such a chilled day with family, it was amazing! Very random, but very true. By the way, Prego's has THE best Italian food ever. Like I just don't understand how they're so amazing. Okay just saying. 

Well, I gotta say, this is the best off and best birthday ever!

*I have the utmost respect for all the single working mothers out there. Its hard, I get it and yet we do it because our mini mes depend on us. 

The respect I have for my mum is even more than anyone can imagine. She worked a few jobs, cause well we were no Donald Trumps. Was harder when my dad was around but did nothing to help, financially, physically or emotionally. She pulled through, gave me everything I needed and more. She spent quality time with me. Raised me singlehandedly and did a remarkable job. Taught me everything I know. I'm not a perfect person, neither am I a perfect mother and I'm well aware, I'm aware cause I see a perfect mother daily and that's my mum.

A year since..

Its been close to a year that I haven't blogged. Gotta admit, its crossed my mind to pen some thoughts down but its been a very hectic and tiresome beginning of the year.Its past July now, my birthday is coming and boy will this be a long post!

Ever just reach the point of exhaustion where you just sit and cry? Basically, yea that was me for awhile. You just get so stressed out about things that weren't going your way but it doesn't stop there, oh no no. It just keeps going downhill. 

One hit after another. 

If you've been through that, it'll get better, but it takes its damn time to get better.

 Never been through that, you lucky bastard.

Well, let's see..

I'm a single mum now. 

Yea, well for those of you who knew, good.

And those of you who didn't, surprise! 

Do I regret anything? No. 

Am I happy? Fuck yea.

Is it easy? Hell no. 

I was struggling. Up to my eyelids in debt and just struggling to stay afloat. 

Adding the emotional and mental abuse from the hurtful and insensitive words, I was dying.

Cried a lot. Got depressed a lot. Stressed out a lot.

Finally, after a great big decision that I made, by myself. Well.. I can finally say that I am happy and I've just reached that place where I know that I'm doing something right and I've got a plan. 

A good one. 

The best one I've ever made actually cause I know that I'm not gonna be the only benefiting from the decision I made to end the relationship, but my son will be having a much better future and he will also have people around him that love him so damn much. 

People that would easily cut off a limb for him. 

So it should be pretty easy to get that I have basically given up on men and relationships. I quite like doing the solo thing. No one to answer to or argue with. No one to annoy me or hurt me. I was thinking about it and told my mum that I'm actually traumatized and now even after Michael is older and leaves the house, I will be so damn happy just sitting and drinking tea all day!

Anyway, that aside.

Michael has grown! Oh hell, has he boy. 

Bloody sack of potatoes! And when he stands beside me, he's just a little under my hip. 

He eats a tonne of food! Still loves french fries.

He walks, runs, jumps, dances like a pro.

He still can't talk though. That's the only sad part. He says Wow and Ball but not much else. 

He's a real uncle though, basically grumbles about a lot of things but in his own lingo.

I'm also employed full time now. When I said I am a single mum, I don't mean I'm single and receiving Child Support, I mean I'm doing everything solo. 

Solo Dolo. 

So I've got a job, not too shabby a pay and the people are fucking great! That's all that matters right? The colleagues and environment. The work load can be dealt with. The people, that makes your day move good.

I've got a new tattoo! 

Yea I got one at 16ish years and I've added to it. 

Its for Michael of course! The only man I would actually tattoo myself for. 

So Michael'll be going to school next year. And once that is settled, I'm gonna settle myself in school as well. Education is so important, how is it we don't see it when we're in school but crave it when we're out of it.

Omg okay so I think I've pretty much gone through all that has happened. 

Oh, I got into an accident like 2 months ago and smashed the fucking car. 

Man, that was bad and traumatizing as well. 

So, everyone needs to get a camera for their car cause it wasn't my fault and my damages went sky high. So go get a camera! 

That has no link to anything but well since I'm going on about the beginning of the year.

By the way, potty training is a bitch.

Mini Boogie Monster.

Its the cutest thing to see Michael boogie his way through any song or melody he hears, even commercials. He's been at it for the longest time ever but of course, everytime I whip a camera out, he gets so excited about the camera that he stops his 2 stepping.

On the 23rd of July, after months of attempt, I finally caught him dancing to some old school song.

Anyways, this video is for all the darling family members that don't have the chance to see him on a very frequent basis. Enjoy your grandson/nephew/cousin.

Water Baby.

Michael non stop in the shower! Just a couple of toys, a couple of bubbles that eventually fade away, and a tonna water, makes this baby happy.

Simple pleasures, a bubble bath!

Whistle Baby.

Yupp, that's Michael blowing a whistle. Sounds like a bird in the background I tell you. But his grandmother bought him a whistle and after just a few days of teaching him to blow it, he nailed it! I remember I was walking to the kitchen one day and he was trailing behind me and he kept blowing the whistle. Imagine how shocked I was that he managed to get that one down easily and he was trying to get my attention all the way!

How cute. Well genius that he was, he lost that one and my mum was quick to buy him a new one. And till today, he still goes around blowing his whistle like a police man.

He's growing up, fast and I like it!

Travelogue of Michael.

Its been so long since I've actually blogged proper about Michael or my family. Things have been pretty rough but we're getting through it slowly and steadily, hence, why the lack of time, energy or enthusiasm to blog about anything really.

But now, as a new day comes, things are slowly looking up. Thank God for that.

So just about 4 months ago, Michael and myself made our journey to Dubai to reunite our family. It was great! We spent time as a family, we laughed, we joked, we bloody cried, we learned but overall, we were happy. What made us most happy, was that we were raising Michael, the way we wanted to and we were learning about each other as parents and as partners at the same time. A new chapter it really was!

Just a mere 2 months and we had to make a pit stop to my partner's family It was seriously an adventure and I've even got the pictures to prove it. The journey to their house was horrendous but once arrived, Michael and myself were treated like royalty. Everyone was so nice and lovable. Food was great, people were fantastic and the country was perfect! Weather was a tad off but the country really was beautiful. We spent a good many weeks there, a little shy of 2 months to be precise and I was so sad to leave. As was the whole of my partner's family, extremely sad to see the both of us go. Lots of tears! Lots. Le sigh.

Well now I'm back in sunny Singapore and you know what, after going through the different summers around the world, Singapore is nothing! Psh. Its cool, with nice wind and clouds. We're lucky.

Hmm.. Now I know I had something to say about Michael. Oh yes, he's got 2 teeth! Haha, my toothless gummy bear is toothless no more! 2 teeth which he flashes to everyone with the cutest smile! Plus, 2 more on the way, which is just making him drool a tad too much. Its like a bloody river.

He's grown so much its insane. Now, he sits straight as ever. Stands by his self and dances and tries his best to walk by letting go of everything and he stands and gets distracted, but once he notices he isn't holding anything, he falls. He also eats everything! And I mean everything, no more pureed or mashed, all that's not interesting enough for him.

He's bloody heavy too. 10 kg might I add and he's 75cm tall at the moment. I'm so proud of him. Yes, sometimes he makes me so mad especially when he gets all clingy and screams whenever he can't find me and thinks I've left him. He gets fussy sometimes too about eating, which irritates me. Or when he's so darn active and can't sit still for just awhile, oh that infuriates me!

But nonetheless, he really is my proudest moment in life. I am truly blessed.

Kim Kardashian

Who here loves Kim Kardashian? I'm sure everyone likes at least one thing about her. Whether its her hair, her body, her money, her popularity. If you're hating there's probably a reason why you hate her. Anyway, I think yea she is quite pretty but I feel her face is loaded with make up so I don't know whether I like her face or make up artist. I love her shoes, wow she has fantastic taste really. But do I envy her? Nope. Do I wish I were her? Nope. Do I post her pictures everywhere as a sense of motivation for one thing or another? Definitely not. Do I agree with her dating life? Oh, hell no! Do I think she is sending the wrong signals many times especially when she knows many girls love her and try to copy her? Yes, sometimes. 

So this is a great article about a lady that speaks her mind that Kim Kardashian is sending the wrong signals to girls all over the world. 

Dr Helen Wright, headmistress of St Mary’s Calne, a girls boarding school in Wiltshire, will tell an education conference this week that the US reality TV star is part of a culture which sexualises women at an early age.

She said: “I have spoken out a lot over the last two years about the increasing dangers of premature sexualisation of young people, and the objectification of women which accompanies this.

“It is not too strong a statement, I venture to suggest, to say that almost everything that is wrong with Western society today can be summed up in that one symbolic photo of Miss Kim Kardashian on the front of Zoo magazine.

“The descent of Western civilisation can practically be read into every curve (of which, you will note, there are indeed many). Officially the hottest woman in the world? Really? Is this what we want our young people to aim for? Is this what success should mean to them?” Dr Wright will say.

Kim on the May issue of Zoo Magazine.She will claim that Ms Kardashian is famous for "the reality TV series, Keeping Up With The Kardashians, for hanging out with the rich and famous, for a sex tape, a 72-day marriage and a rather ample backside”.

"What is she telling our young people about life? As a society, we have clearly attached a value to her, and there may be some messages about hard work buried in there somewhere - I expect she has to slave in the gym to keep that posterior in shape - but these are very hidden messages, buried under the other messages surrounded by glitz and sparkle," Dr Wright will say.

Ms Kardashian, whose father is the late Robert Kardashian, one of the defence lawyers in OJ Simpson’s 1995 murder trial, shot to prominence when an erotic film of her appeared online in 2007. She has since gone on to become a household name on both sides of the Atlantic.

However people’s obsession with celebrities such as Ms Kardashian means that pupils are “soaking up a diet of empty celebrity and superficiality”, Dr Wright will say.

By the way, I fully agree with this lady. She is pretty, so why the need to shed your clothes?