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Being Happy

Yes my confinement period is finally over. It is hard for me to be confined. It is harder for be to be confined and keep my sanity.

I am a very very active person. I kill me if I can keep myself indoors for long. Hence I have to be ultimately very good and live by the law because I can not imagine myself behind bars or in ISA. It would literally drive me mad. Ooh I can not imagine how it is for those people who do.

However I have survived, I used to love lihing chicken (chicken soup in rice wine). Yummyyy... but now I can only stare at the soup in horror and wish for other types of food. Hmmm... I still will eat the thing but not with so much enthusiasm as before.

They said a lot of mothers go through baby blues. I have gone through it with my first baby and now my second. In both occasions. I had to keep my emotions in check and always try and find a way to be HAPPY.

Today I am very happy and I feel at peace. This was not the case a few weeks ago. I was always feeling tired and had really negative thoughts. It was not easy going through that. I did a few things which I list below:
1. Search the internet for information about post natal depression.
2. Talk to a lot of friends and family.
3. Look at old photos of happy times.
4. Escape from my confinement with really good reasons. Wink Wink
5. Fought with husband so many times. This one was not a good thing to do. But you would be damn if you do and you would be damn if you don't.

All in all, I survived. I finally feel happy today. I am also going to treat myself with a full on self pampering afternoon. I am going to do the works. Manicure, pedicure, body massage, facial and etc. Hmmm I am happy.

Comments

Jessica said…
good for u...all mummy deserve pampering once awhile...heeehe.

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