Yesterday random realisation with Josh: The last time we ordered claypot rice when eating out.. Was about 7+ years ago.. 🥲 Funny thing is, claypot rice was one of our favourites when we were pator-ing and married without kids. And let's be honest, claypot rice dabao (which i did order from a few shops a few times) is just not the same as mixing the rice and the chaodah rice with the soya sauce and oil ON THE SPOT when the pot is hot 😄 Yknow what i mean.
Anyway we figured out why claypot rice is just never the choice when eating out with kids 😅 1) i assume it's not something our young kids can appreciate. 2) The nicer ones must queue very long. 3) The nicer ones that must queue is always at some far-out places with nothing much to bring the kids to go look see 😂 So yup. 就这样, 我七年多没有在外头吃沙煲饭了 🥲😂
Parenthood can so drastically change you in big and small ways, good and bad ways. Ways that are obvious and ways that are not.
Last time i like to take pictures of myself a lot. And with Josh. And when i travel for work, i'd buy truckloads of cup noodles, makeup, clothes and tidbits etc. After having kids when i travel, my luggage is full of kids stuff. Toys, kids clothes, snacks for them..
I try to understand what's this feeling. It's definitely not regret nor sadness that i feel. It's just a reminder of a piece of me, of who i used to be but i'm happy where i am, who i am now ❤️ A mother of three. And i do still like to take pictures a lot. Cox i'm so scared that every moment that i'm so thankful for, will pass me without me giving it an intentional "Thank You."
Even now, i don't know when's the next time i will eat claypot rice outside but.. I am thankful the kids are healthy, we had a fun kiddie pool day and.. I only put on 3kg from eating so much mooncakes LOL.
Don't forget to remember what makes you happy ❤️
