In these months, there were days I would lament to people around me how tiring it is to be have my life revolving around Minibean and not having any adult interaction which I craved badly, or the freedom to just, do my usual stuff as and when I want to.

She had just made a short trip to Malacca, and had gotten another set of kebaya, this time, one she can call her own, and in her love-st  colour – purple.

Something in me ticked yesterday after a long day, when it was dead in the night and I was lulling myself to sleep.

Something has changed.

I realised how much I didn’t want Minibean to be not here me, even for a day, and a part of me is pretty fearful about how the next 2 weeks I probably wouldn’t get to see much of her.

I usually have separation anxiety from her, but it was something I got used to but this time, the separation anxiety seems to come in multiple dosages.

And I am just glad that I am spending this time of her growth with her, though I am wondering I might just slip into this comfortzone and not wanting to let go what we share.

You see, savings might eventually run out, and thus, I’m not being realistic about being a staying home mum.

Nonetheless, I am just enjoying this journey, and I must say, in these 8 months, I probably learn so much about everything, than I ever had in a long, long while.