It was a random conversation when I started commenting how kids should never call their mummies fat. Z asked why Mr H never called me fat. I retorted that I was not very fat and that Mr H was fatter than me.
I went on to say that I was not even fat till I got pregnant with Z. I put on 25kg, more than half my weight, when I was expecting Z. I showed Z a photo of me before I was pregnant with him.
My son went quiet.
Then he asked, “Was this at F1?”
He noticed the background. I replied yes and I was there to watch. Mr H did not watch because I was there on a work invite.
Z spouted suddenly, “Secret life of parents!! It’s the life you have before you have kids! Before you had kids, you could do anything you want and go anywhere you want!”
I was largely amazed by his thought process.
But yes, we had a more happening life before you came along.
After kids, we happened to have a more meaningful life.
Kids, they frustrate you but you love them anyway.