Sleep is such a big distraction to writing. #alwayssosleepy #tired
Everyday is more beautiful with my baby and husband with me. When I go to my mom’s place, though I have all the time for myself and to rest, I start missing all the fun I have with my family here. Home is where bagpack is? Nope. Home is where family is. My little family is my home. In all ups and downs, if we are together, safe and stomach full, life is good.
They sound so similiar to me these days. There cannot be any reason not to do something if you really want to do it.
What do you do when a necessarily ‘to be regarded’ person in your life thinks that you are wrong? No matter how much you are doing. Sincerely because you are so at your soul and not because you are here to impress. Why is it always about right and wrong? Why not about someone’s heart and genuinty? People are allowed to be happy. And people shall be allowed to make choice for their happiness. Most importantly, if your words make an opinion about someone, make a positive one.
The ordinary words wasn’t planned properly. Prople plan so much before opening a blog. Mine was a random idea. I had about 10 stories to tell and thankfully whatsapp wasn’t so active. I managed to do good initially but I got married and then got engaged. If it makes sense. Lol.
Right now I’m travelling. And its okay. Breastfeeding times gets problematic because of so many people around.and my baby is completely on me. Guess what, I have done it proudly four months now.
Keeping in touch. Writing again makes me feel better.
I love my baby a lot. When I’m occupied doing some work- like mostly getting ready for attending the social parties or this time packinv for a family religious tour or any household chore- I hope that I someone attends to him. But when I’m not doing anything, I love playing with him. I get more attracted to him when someone else is playing with him and he is very jolly. I start missing hugging Chimo.
Chimo was sick this weekend due to so much travelling and again we have bags packed, this time to fly and not car travel. I’m not at all excited for this trip. Chimo is very small. I’m hoping to take good care of him and hoping he enjoys and stays fit and gets to sleep and play on his back everywhere. The iteniary is fixed by our uncle’s family. And its a big family tour. Everything is so scheduled with a little guy on board. Can we do it? Or should it be ‘Can I do it?’ Time will tell.
After I come back, that would be Sunday evening, I’ll plan to leave to see my Mumme. I miss her so badly. I miss being myself. I miss sleeping nicely and talking opening and laughing greatly and eating peacefully. I miss getting spoiled. Its so restful. Lets see if I get to go there.