1 Apr 2012

It's been more than a year since I posted something on my blog. Must have been the ease of Facebook and my laziness. However, nothing beats blogging for there's so much more I can write and express than the superficial one or two liners on FB.

Owe it to myself to post this up. 1 Apr 2012 is a special day, nope not because of April's Fool, but a milestone that yours truly have survived a year of full-time work and tending to my brood of 5. Recall the apprehension I had a year ago on this very day I had to report back to work after my maternity leave hiatus. A flood of emotions ran through my head (or should that be heart), of pinning for my baby at home, of worrying whether Nigel, Chloe & baby & their schedules will be too much for my aging mum & helper, of uncertainty whether I could get back on track at the work place after a good 7 months away. Recalled begging my bosses to rid me of responsibilities. I think only God knew that amidst the smiles on my face, my heart was pounding.

There were days when I had to survive with less than 3 hours of sleep on end having to tend to a high need baby at night. It got worse during days when MY ONE had to travel. A typical day started at 530, pump out milk, fetch Claire & Nigel to school, rush back home to fetch Noah to Cove before running to work. Those 6-hour back to back classes days were really a test of fortitude, having to set aside time to pump, some days going without lunch as well. Evenings were not spared, fetch Noah before 7, home for a short dinner before tuition centre began for my brood. A good night ended around 1130 after Nat fell asleep, a not so good one dovetailed with the next morning when Nat stirred 2 or 3 times without any apparent reason.

MY ONE wasn't of much help when I needed someone to pour out to as he would always ask me to stay home. Out of best intentions I know, but I am not the stay home type. Then, we didn't think I could survive a year, thought 3 months would be good, end of 2011 to serve out my bond would be a bonus.

The goings were tough no doubt. Though they didn't seemed less demanding with the passage of time, I have adjusted and can proudly say that with God's grace, I am finally coping. The coming year will see new responsibilities and challenges at the work place, I pray for his grace and guidance that a post in a year's time will be similar, that amidst all, I am coping. Let this post be a constant reminder of his presence!