starting over

Honestly, i have been trying to get back into writing since god-knows-when. Back in London i used to write every single week. And i kinda miss this writing therapy. from one attempt to another one.

I'm so tempted to use excuses like "oh my kids kept me very busy with their antiques" or "seriously nothing interesting have been happening in my life except work-kids-repeat". But these days, if u actually live with me, you can find me spending my me-time mostly scrolling up and down my instagram explore feed. Especially when i tried to wind down after attending an emergency case past midnight. and looking at those holiday pictures and things homeschooling-mothers did with their children, i start questioning my life decisions. #whydidisignupforthis

so here goes-

i'm a working mom to a super hardworking man and currently a mother of 2.

i love my job but i love spending more of my time with the kiddos. i'm obsessed with holidays and food&dessert; if you ever reach my instagram feed. planning for our next holiday is a therapy (err maybe the bank account will not agree to that!). and despite the hassle i had to go through throughout the holiday, i think those memories of watching the kids growing up and exploring the world are too precious to be forgotten and not recorded.

food&dessert, well who doesn't love them yeah? *looking at the waistline* hence, lets get the hiking boots out kiddos!

readers, please be kind. let's inspire one another!

probably more of, let's see how long will this 'writing mood' lasts :P