Getting back

I stepped out of the house for the first time in a week to bring the kids to school on Friday. It felt good to be outdoors doing our normal Friday routine after working from home all week. I still had to take painkillers but I was functioning and walking.

I haven’t been cooking much and have been taking out instead. It was a nice lunch at Two Hands Noodles, comfort Kuching food.

I thought we would stay home on Saturday but the kids really wanted to eat out with their grandparents. Saitaoha had her favourite pizza, I’m amazed how she never gets sick of plain cheese pizza, she finished the whole thing herself !

I think I’ve gotten over my ramen phase now (or maybe not) because we had ramen for dinner. The whole family loves noodles, I’m more of a rice and bread person. I was glad my parents could come along, feels like it’s been a long time since we’ve felt well enough to eat out.

I knew I was feeling better because I started baking again. Lemon syrup loaf, lovely for those that love tart cakes, but R and my parents probably prefer it if I made it an orange syrup cake. Only thing is we have lots of lemons at home!

The hardworking girl who wanted me to take a picture of her cleaning up to show her mah mah.

Let’s hope we can kick off all our bugs and aches this week!

Mother’s Day

It was a humbling Mother’s Day. Just when I thought life was looking up, there’s nothing like a bout of illness to bring you tumbling down.

Sometimes I wonder how they can love such a flawed mother? I hear myself, the harsh reprimands, the unkind words. I see myself, short tempered, impatient, careless. And yet, somehow I still get showered with lovely hand drawn cards, gifts, hugs and kisses by such lovable children. Humbling.

And then there’s my mother. Her selfless nature, always putting herself last, always sacrificing. It’s absolutely humbling. I couldn’t do half of what my mother does for me and my siblings.

My physical health stopped me from doing lots of things that I wanted to do to celebrate my mum. Something usually easy and relaxing such as baking a cake because such a painful chore and took me so long. I even had a nap in between to recharge.

I take my health for granted and life wanted to remind me not to. I was just starting to get into a daily exercise routine and this leg pain is downright depressing. I forgot what it felt like, at first the pain isn’t so bad, but because it’s so persistent your tolerance level goes down and every step stabs you all the way to the hip. I feel like I can already see my future and already worry I will be a burden to my husband and kids with my poor health.

So yes, a humbling Mother’s Day indeed. I just pray that I can become a better and healthier mother and daughter real soon.