Another Chapter Begins

Seeing that I still have some free time (ok, LOTS of free time) since the CL is around, I'd decided to pack up my maternity clothes this morning and replace them with the pre-pregger ones. As I was rifing through my spare wardrobe I came across the pre-pre-pregger wears. I held a pretty blouse up against my torso, and my-oh-my, I was tiny back then. I was only 45kg when I got married in 2004, blossomed into a healthy 50kg just before the 1st pregnancy. After giving birth to Bryan, I hit 63kg and never lost any of it. Now, I'm back to the mid-60kg range. At least, that is a consolation.

Pre-children I spent a lot of money on pretty clothes - I have 3 cupboards-full of stuff that I now cannot fit into. Then everything I tried on looked attractive and warranted a purchase. Post-children money is spent on clothes for the kiddos, albeit deriving the same amount of satisfaction, if not more.

All of a sudden, I felt melancholic and started to reflect how quickly things happened over the past 4 years. So much joy in bringing up Bryan, but frustrations and tears were aplenty too. And now with Brandon, we are going through the same cycle again. It all seemed so surreal.

And then the door bell rang - the postman was at my door. Back to reality.