Half a birthday

Muffin is six months old today. He has grown and changed rapidly. From a wee babe to a little boy who can sit up, yammer and make his needs understood. He is cheerful but knows exactly what he wants and will not give up until he gets it. Thankfully it's only been just milk and sleep demands. Everything else, he's quite easy going.

Now, the 64 million dollar question is how has my life changed in the last six months?


I have been able to consistently get Muffin to sleep even though my helper is with him most of the day. This was something that I couldn't do with Jordan and constantly felt like I failed her as a mother.

Even though I spend my time exasperated and exhausted, I have pockets of time that I truly enjoy my children. Of course that is peppered with increasing instances where I fantasise about running away from them and checking into a spa for a week.

For the first time, I miss my kids while I am at work. It wasn't so acute when the twins were younger but having taken time off and going back to work now, I miss them. Especially Muffin. Possibly because I am trying to relish all his baby moments.

And.

For the first time in my life, I feel like I have aged. Perhaps not by him alone but the combined effort of being a mother to three.

















But then, when I look at him doing his growing repertoire of funny things, I laugh and cuddle him and wish he could stay this size always.


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