It's been almost a week since the school reopen, but I still have not get use to the new routine. It seems that my "free" time is shorten. My duty starts from 5.30 a.m., and by 9.00 p.m. I'm dead worn out.

I am not in the position to complain as I know I am working in the comfort of my own abode. Who would listen to me anyway? I'm just grateful that I have the chance to look after my own children and watch them develop from babies to who they are right now. It's not an easy task, but I have to take one step at a time. I just have to remind myself that I am not perfect nor a superwoman. Hopefully that can bring my stress level down.

I've just on my PC and Affandy is crying looking for me.....