I was browsing through our collection of old photos yesterday.

And sharing some of our past stories, memories and glories (*hehe*) with my boys

These photos really bring back so much fond memories *reminiscing*.

In my teens

I realised how much I have transformed - of course not only in terms of looking older (oops! actually I prefer to be called “more mature”) but also in my feelings and the way I look at life.

Well, certainly, not as youthful as before.

But hopefully not too much difference in look (phew!) because my boys seem to be able to identify me easily in those group photos *self-comforting*.

In my twenties

In my 20s……

I started my career and then my family. 

I learned to share my love with more family members. I started to appreciate the meaning of unconditional love.

I learned to juggle life with greater responsibilities.

Being a wife and mother, I took my BIG STEPS to adapt to the greatest adjustments in my life.

I admit I was lost at times but I used my ‘mother instinct’ to make things right.

The major turning point in my life

Now in my 30s……

With 2 kids, I strive to achieve a greater balance in life.

I found my new motivation in life - through the well-beings of my kids.

I have become more mindful of the words I say and the actions I take.

I am learning to count my blessings (never regrets) and to put family’s welfare above mine.

I am enriching myself  through many valuable lessons in life that will never be achievable through classroom learning.

Learning not to feel taken for granted or to take anyone for granted AND to be forward looking in life (not to hold on to the past bad experiences) are never easy and I know I am putting lots of efforts to make it better.

 Now- A mother of two

Frankly, I really love this stage of being in the 30s.

But……

As we “grow in maturity and seniority”, why is there such an urge to hold back time?

Is this only typical of women?  Somehow, as we grow in “seniority”, why are we so sensitive over people asking about our age or even any slight mention of our complexion or aging look?

I admit I am getting more conscious of my skincare now than ever and I do not welcome any early sign of grey hair or wrinkles.

I take no joke from my boys or anyone else about my age and even any mention of my spouse growing older will set me counting down my age.

[The message is - never joke about a woman's age or maturing look].

I wish I could hold back time to be in my 30s for many more years to come.   There are many beautiful things that I treasure in this stage - like that family togetherness, the career, energy and zest, the strong bonds with our kids……

Seriously, though motherhood journey might not be as easy, it is still, so far, the most fulfilling and happiest journey in my life.

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