Had a active day once again. Morning was the usuals with JCH, followed by breakfast at coffeeshop downstairs, and made a very urgent dash to the nearest kiddy palace to buy breast pads. Came back home and mad rush to wash clothes. Why mad rush? Because gotta hang out MIL's load before i can wash and hang JCH's load. All to be done in like 2hours. And things got bumped backwards when i discovered ants invasion!!! *horrors!!* Used the leftover milk from JCH's previously feed and mixed it up with the very potent ants/roaches killing crusts, melting some of the ingredients into the milk, letting the ants take it back to the nest.
After all these are done, its a mad rush trying to get to my mani/pedi appointment. Late for 40min!! Lucky they were experiencing low crowd flow today. But that means at some point through the session, i would haf to feed JCH. Thankfully, JCH was being quite a patient boy today, sleeping till i could feed him before the mani begins (after pedi was done). And he continued waiting for everything to be finished up before i rushed him to the nearest diaper changing station to clean him up. Imagine: just had mani done up pretty and have to manhandle a baby? Had a big push mark on one nail, and a small dent on another. Grraahhh!!
So since everything got bumped later, i was late in meeting my friends for (my birthday) dinner. Meeting up previously when we were all working was so much easier. Now that some of us married or in relationship, running individual start up, have baby (that's me!) and another halfway round the globe, meeting up is not always easy. I am thankful that i'm still able to meet with them once in awhile. Reached home near midnight bcos i had absentmindedly forgotten there's a shorter route home, settled JCH to sleep, wash up, prepare things for tomorrow, and catch up on facebook, typing this post at 1plus am.
Just to share something that touched me alot today, enough to make me teary eyed. Was on the bus home after buying breast pad from kiddy palace, and saw this pair of grandparents in the queue in front of me. Grandpa was walking slowly with a walking stick, grandma held his hands and helped him onto the bus. On the bus they held hands again and walk to the seat, where grandma helped grandpa get into sear comfortably. Just after grandma settled down into her seat, grandpa held out his hand and took grandma's hand. And they held hands like that for the entire trip until i alight, they were still holding hands. Throughout the trip, grandpa kept giving small squeezes on grandma's hand. This particular scene moved me alot: the love, support, care and interdependence on each other. With more grandmas now dressing and behaving like teenagers, and grandpas being sugar daddys for teenagers, this moment is all the more precious, impactful and normal.
The older generations, were brought together by arranged marriages. Today, we have the freedom to choose who we want to like and marry. They didn't have time together before getting married. We have loads of time together, knowing each other's personality, character, habits and families enough to decide to get married. Yet we seem to have higher rates of failed marriages than the older generations. Such is their commitment to each other and to the marriage. Imagine the level of tolerance.
I hope hubs and i can last till old and loving. This is my greatest wish.
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