During such a global traumatic event, nothing is impossible, like becoming a full time working and staying home mom who is baking baby #2 at the same time.

Work Overload

I find myself barely have time to do my daily 30 mins exercise after a day of 1.5 full time jobs. Thankfully I got my dear hubby’s help to watch the little monster who is always over dramatic about her feelings. Yet I decided to start a blog which takes my only spare quiet peaceful time after my LO went to bed. At this point, you probably think that I’m regretting my decision. But you know what? Something is changing my life, slowly.

Distance Creates Beauty

When I had the only job as a stay home mom with my mom here helping me, my life was boring and hopeless. How could I feel this way with the 2 most important women living with me everyday? Well, distance creates attractions. Luckily, this brutal virus gave my mom a perfect excuse to leave this place. WE BOTH NEED A BREAK.

New Coworkers

Because I was pregnant with little Dolphin, I made the decision to go back to work temporarily as my husband now stays home. I was very much worried that he would not be able to cope with the stress (boringness) to live along with a 1 year old who is just learning to walk. Again, thankfully to the sudden appearance of this virus, I had the chance to work from home.

Perhaps I’m the only one who is loving WFH with a toddler as one of my co workers. I really enjoy playing with her when it’s usually my coffee break. Yes it created distances between me and my real coworkers. I can’t have a clear work and life boundaries. I can’t really take a break AT ALL. But hey, I really enjoy seeing her genuine smiles when I’m tired. I love having a little adventurous walk with her even when it’s raining outside. I will also miss having home made BBQ burgers as a work lunch at a sunny patio with my lifetime lover.

Finding a Passion

I really hated the feeling of not being able to find anytime for myself. Or it’s the fact that I’m just letting myself lead by wherever Google takes me to when I just jump into the sofa and pull out my phone for the entire night. It’s like you didn’t prepare for dinner and you only have the choice of either instant noodle or a bag of chips at the last minute. Both will make you very satisfying at the moment, but you will very likely feel guilty about it afterward. It’s after many nights like that I’ve decided to find myself something to do.

You probably want to go to my other post, Why do I start blogging , to find out what has been processed through my mind to make such a choice. Because I already forgot… Thankfully I stroke the iron when it’s hot. I knew I had to plan for my night, the only time I could find peacefulness. This is when I started to realize the little change in my head. I really anticipate each night to come. Not only that I can start on my ‘new job’, but it makes me feel pumped to do everything else. I don’t wait to prepare dinner anymore. I don’t leave the dishes until my husband complains and cleans them. I even rush to get them done so I can leave sometime for Yoga after blogging.

I feel truly blessed at where life has taken me to so far. I enjoy every moment I get to share with my family. Oh the virus, you make people die, you make people live.