I just resigned from a childhood dream as an editor at a magazine to pursue another dream - to be a SAHM (Stay-At-Home-Mom) to Fabian, my little man. For almost the past month and a half everyday now, I have been spending 12 hours out of the house away from him, struggling to juggle the 9 to 5 work routine. And I don't think I can do that anymore. People might say it's a new-mum syndrome thingy, but I'm truly sure this is what I want. And of course what we want will make us happy, right?
This is how Fabian likes to be held lately, especially when he's sleepy. Weird but cute.