Motherhood comes with its own set of issues. To each their own.

My second pregnancy came along with pelvic and back aches.

Its 15 days after delivery and it already feels like forever. Alhamdollilah, I am fine, but when I lie down Flat on the floor it’s difficult to get up.

Mr.I. was sleeping on the bed. I was reading a storybook with Ms.S. Both of us were lying down on the carpet; suddenly Mr.I. screamed.

I Turned left, I turned right, I couldn’t help myself to get up.

So I turned myself around flat on my stomach and tried to get up, just as I lay flat with my face in the Pillow,

Ms.S: “mummy why are u taking so long, why cant you get up. Are you old? Are you old?”

I burst out laughing, my head still buried in the pillow. I could feel all my fats jiggle. That added to my inability to get.

So, I had a life changing question drilling in my ear, a crying infant and humour that sometimes hurts worse than delivering a human being.

Thats all for now. Tiny humans are screwing me up!