Hello baby

Few weeks ago, I ordered a book entitled "Hypnobirthing The Mongan Method". The book was awesome! Since 1st trimester had treated me pretty harshly, I am so glad this book had me gain and recollect so much positivity and renewed my energy.

Above all, I now really believe that every woman are made for this and it is not necessary to endure pain throughout the whole process *super relieved!* But to achieve that stage of calmness I must really practice the breathing techniques and set my mind that everything will be alright. 

The book also emphasize on pre-birth bonding with the baby (the main point I'm writing this). Make the baby feel welcomed and wanted. Sing to the baby, read to the baby, talk to the baby, tell the baby how much the baby is loved. Among others, it is recommended to write letters or keep journal for the baby.

So here goes my first letter to my baby:

Letter #1

Hi, baby! Mama here and those noises you heard occasionally are Papa and Mama talking to you while caressing my tummy. We love you especially Papa. He constantly reminds me to be grateful that I am not working and can take care of both of us without any distraction. He also reminds me not to talk too much *hihi* and watch every word I say just in case you will get hurt from those words. Ok baby will write to you again soon!         

Late late late

My husband is fast asleep and it's 3..pm! hmmmpphhh!!!

I got a tight schedule till next year and I just can't afford wasting any seconds what else hours. Man, I hate thinking or planning or doing anything relating to time management. Time management means organisation and organisation means tiring and tiring means stressful. But what can you do.

I wanna be a bird please. No, I'm kidding. I wanna be a butterfly. Ok kidding again. Erghh! How to wake your husband up? I need to go to two shops, two friends' house (supposedly three but I think that's too much to ask by now).

Oh, great! and now it's raining, heavily. Welcome to married life people! Well, nobody said it was easy T_T. I thought marrying a version of me would be fun. You know laid back, carefree and all. No it's not! No wonder my mum can't stand me! I can't even stand his version of myself now. Lol.  

Life as a wife

Married life is normal after all *of course, after 7 months of getting married*. The first few months was not somehow. I kept feeling guilty if I didn't cook and we ended up eating outside, I felt guilty if I didn't sweep the floor, I felt guilty all the time and not knowing what I'm doing is right or wrong. I even felt guilty if I suddenly woke up from sleep in the middle of the night realising at that moment I'm sleeping without facing my husband! *No! I didn't just do that! no! what now? do I wake him up and apologise?* (I heard somewhere that it is a SIN! a SIN okay! if you sleep without facing your husband! Imagine the pressure and pain to remain in the same position all night long!)

The guilt most probably comes from my noobness. This whole wifey thing is just so new. And that moment of time I was coping with only-god-knows-how-challenging-business-can-be-phase (the business is entering its second year) and I was wondering if I'm doing everything right most of the time. 

I was determine to be a good wife, the best a husband can wish for on the early days of marriage. Then after a good few months, I began to get comfortable with the husband, the house, the daily routines I  began to forget to be the ideal wife and starts doing everything naturally. And I am much more happier. The husband is of course happy when you are happy. The funny part is when you're being you, you have ample time to do so much more! Because you are more relaxed, composed, no pressure and it felt so good not to plan and worry about everything and just enjoy the moment~