This happens couple weekends ago where all 3 of us enjoyed the garden below our condo all by ourselves. It was quiet, except it was filled with giggling and yapping sound from my 5 year old; while my one year old explore grass for the very first time…
The last pic had me weeping with gratitude and joy.
I had been working really hard for the past couple of weeks, simply because most of the projects are kicking in all at the same time. Each projects requires meeting(s), that proceeds to tonnes of coordination, that leads to loads of drawings/design that needs to be churned out. I was exhausted.
Then 2 days ago, our eldest boy woke up and started to puke. He was unwell, down with cough, fever and flu. Seeing him so weak and helpless, I knew I need to put all my work behind and focus on him. I remind myself that my family comes first and that work could wait.
And so hubbs and I take turns to take care of him and it felt good to be detach from my work and focus on my kid. With a sick kid, comes with lots of chores, your laundry time and cleaning time doubled (to ensure disinfectant is done regularly), especially after a few puking incident.
Its days like this makes me appreciate my time with them even more. It’s times like this I crave for a slower, simpler life even more.