Woke up at 6am, expressed the mil and fed Ray. Everything went according to plan and Ray and pa pa mui were out of the house by 6.50am. A call to my mom was made to fetch Ray when pa pa mui arrived. Fantastic....took a nice shower without having to worry that Ray will scream anytime. Took time to put on my make up and pack the stuff required to express the milk in the office.
7.45am, i was already out of the house looking not too bad. Walked to the mrt station and took the ride in the mrt during the morning rush hours. Took a book out to read but fell asleep after 2 pages.
Survivied through the morning, expressed milk at 11.45am. Off to lunch and came back to office and slough through.....4pm, another milking session and i am so counting down to 6pm. Where i will rush home to pick up Ray from my mom's. My mom has been doing good....and usually i am the one calling to check on Ray. However, the calls has reduced now from the first day 6 calls to now 2 calls.
This is a typical everyday of my Mom's, Wife, Housewife, and a Working Mom's life. Am i complaining? Not really, in fact it feels good to be back at work again.
