Tuesday, 19 August 2014

Tuesday the 19th

Attended a gathering today to discuss sermons and appreciate Scripture with a few of the MBTS alumni.

Left Sophie at my mother-in-law's place. She got to spend the whole day with her best grandma in the world. 

It was refreshing for me to have listened to two full sermons without being distracted by a hundred and one things related to the baby, like how I often am at church - by for example, her restless fidgeting in the stroller (which leads to crying), the clock ticking closer and closer to her milk time, my nervous anticipation of her first I-am-hungry-oh-please-feed-me cry, chilly draughts, drool, puke, pee, poo and etc. Lunch right after with friends so dear to the heart was heart-warming... and the badly needed intellectual exercise felt good.

(Note: I do use my brain on a regular day. However, certain mental muscles have stayed too inactive for the past 3 months or so... I am certain that they were in danger of atrophying.)

I am glad that I went. I enjoyed myself.

But despite the "freedom" I enjoyed, I missed Sophie.

I even missed being distracted by the hundred and one things. Strange.

I would have liked to bring her along with me to the gathering, but decided (after much contemplation) that it would be a little too difficult on the both of us - and perhaps, the rest of the group too.

Well then... next time, maybe.

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