Back to work..

... 5 days ago.

As I am getting used to my work routine, Aaron is still trying to get used to his routine of moving from one house to another, changing hands from me to MIL. He seems to be finding it difficult to adapt during this transition period, compared to Champion and lil' President. He cries when he is being fed, he cries when he wants to sleep..

I hope he gets through this phase soon.. Then, it would be easier for MIL to handle him. As it is she is already taking care of Champion and lil' President apart from the other grandchildren aged 7, 8, 12 and 15!

On the other hand, I am glad to be back to work after nearly 3 months being away. Although I still feel I haven't rested enough, I think I need to get back to work. I don't see myself staying home and taking care of 3 boys. For this, I salute MIL for being able to take care and bear with so many..

Thanks to jazzmint, I am still breastfeeding. It seems to be hardwork to continue now that I have started work, but it is definitely satisfying when I see that it is all for the best of my son.

Glad to be back!

Yeap, after the ordeal, I'm glad to be back with the family!

I was away on a business trip to Geneva for a week. This time, I was confident that apps would be able to handle the boys and they would not miss me as much. They are much older now and have many other things that entertain them. So, I was more worried about myself . Although I have been to Geneva a couple of times, this time is different.. I am pregnant and alone on this trip. How will I cope with my morning sickness alone there? Can I stand the winter cold there? Will I like the food there?

With all those questions in my mind, I left on Saturday morning. Arrived in London with a 2 hour transit, just nice to go through security. Then, my flight to Geneva was delayed by an hour due to the heavy in-bound and out-bound traffic at the Heathrow Airport.

After more than 18 hours of travelling, I arrive in Geneva only to find out that my baggage will be delayed! After making a complain, I headed to the hotel.

Luckily I had a day to rest before the conference on Monday morning. With the 7 hour time zone difference, I had to get enough rest. With the hunch that I had, I had packed a set of office clothes and a outdoor jacket in my hand luggage. The jacket was a life saver on Monday morning, as my bag only arrived Monday night!

The whole week passed really slowly. Back home, the boys were doing fine. I guess they are handling my absence better now. Lil' President did ask for me a couple of times during bedtime, for which Champion would answer, "Amma take aeroplane and go to work.."

Although Champion didn't show much signs of missing me, he ignored any discussion relating to me. If anybody asked him about me, he kept silent.. but when they changed the topic to something else, he answers them.

At last Saturday morning came and I was so excited that I would be back home with the family. Checked out my hotel and arrived at the airport at 9 am. My flight was scheduled for 11.15 am, but the screen already showed that it will be delayed to 11.50 am.

... and then the ordeal starts...

He is attached

I am looking forward to this weekend to spend more time with my boyz.. Champion is missing us a lot.

This morning when we wanted to leave him at MILs (as usual), he was clinging tight on apps. He didn't want to let go. At the end, FIL had to pull him away from apps and walk in the other direction. Of course, Champion was wailing away! :(

He also looks forward to going home in the evenings. The moment I get back, he calls for our maid and asks her to pack his things. He then runs to his grandparents for the goodbye kisses.

Sometimes I just wish I am a stay home mum. In that way, I can spend more time with them, especially in these tender years.