Something cute occurred during this holiday. Pilar seems to be equally attached to both his mom and his dad. Now that the breastfeeding period is over, the father gets to interact in a more intense way than he used to.
The kid now asks his dad to bath him, to carry him, to play with him. He sometimes asks me to accompany them. But most of the time the boys are doing just fine by themselves.

I’m about to leave them abroad this week-end, for 10 full days. It’s a record. The previous ones were limited to 5 days maximum. I’m trying hard to let go the feeling of sad+guilty and turn them into thankful+joy. Why? Because God has smoothened my plan years back to allow me to profit the first two years of my son’s life, to give him all the necessary basic needs, before finally get the chance to grab work’s so far greatest challenge.

I must thank Him. People say opportunity doesn’t knock twice, but He made it: “opportunity knocks at the right moment” for me. The timing might be considered late for some people, but it is just perfect for me.

Wow, what an intro for a post which is supposed to be a pre-extended holiday post, as I will be seeing some old mates from campus, having girls day & nite out on my birthday, catching up stories with them, with non-stop French culinary, in between a training organized by my former campus :)