2nd day back at work. So far so good. Getting enough night sleep. Even though I don't dare to think what will happen to me in the next few months / years. But thankfully my mum is able to help me take care of my little baby. Never felt more assured with this arrangement. I kinda like the break away from taking care of my boy. The constant guessing of what he wants when he whines. The constant fear of him waking up when he is sleeping on the flat motionless space and ostraciZing the rocking cradle. Hope my mother is enjoying taking care of him. 

So I've kinda went back to my pre preg weight after 2 mths. Weighing the lowest at 48.8kg and highest at 50.2kg. :)

I recalled I was about 62-63kg on the last weight measurement before I gave birth. So it was a total of 14-15kg. After birth I become 55kg. Which I dropped 7kg straight. And then took 2 mths to shake the other 7kg off. Yay! Well done girl!

Anyway. Saying that I like the break away doesn't mean I don't miss my son. I really miss him so much. Watching his smile and taking care of him. It brightens me up when I know he doesn't want anyone else but me. I think he can recognise me. If not, the smell of my boobs. Haha. Can't wait for Thursday. Rush home. And spend the weekend with my 2 month old and 1 week baby! I love you R!