Welcome to 5feetchic.com!
I’ve had multiple blogs previously, a cycle of “What was I thinking, I think I’ll make a new one” as I easily get bored of something and wanted something new – in this case, simply because the content and layout of each previous blog just didn’t feel “right” as time passed by and my interests changed. So here I am, 4 years later, finally making a new (and hopefully final) domain. Why 5feetchic? Yes well I was contemplating whether to switch to my name, emmashazleen.com but I’ve been sticking to 5feetchic since I first stepped foot in this social media and blogging gig, so I plan to stick to the nickname till I outgrow it. Here, I will talk about all things fashion, beauty, lifestyle – motherhood.
As a mother of soon to be three wonderful, beautiful children, I have made a decision of blogging full time, like literally updating every now and then, while being able to keep a close watch on them. Sometimes I think to myself, if social media dies, what will I do then? I honestly can’t stand the commitment of waking up early in the morning for a nine to five job, five days a week. But as of now, I love taking my own sweet time doing whatever I want, when I want, what more with three on the way so this is how I earn my living. Although honestly I have told my husband countless times, I don’t want to be stuck in the social media world forever, I want nothing more than to move our asses overseas and just live a normal, happy, carefree life with just our little family, be it living by the countryside and picking berries or in a luxurious penthouse overlooking the city view. Hehe. I kid.
I’m a mere three months away from going into labour, a planned c-section, as doctor says the measurement of the baby taken during my scan is weeks bigger than it’s supposed to be, and I am small, so I have to operate by then to avoid complications. Am I scared? Yes I am, even though it’s already my third – who isn’t scared of going into labour, right? No doubt I won’t be doing it the normal way (I had a c-sect since my firstborn and thank God for that, I can’t bear the thought of the agonising pain that comes with pushing long and hard, just.. Ouch!), but the anxiety during surgery, knowing they’re cutting you open and also the aftercare of the whole thing just makes me nervous! I am, however, pushing all those thoughts aside because the feeling of finally being able to bring that wonderful little life you grew and carried for nine whole months out of you, holding it in your arms is just.. magical, yknow?
Being a mother is just life-changing – however, it’s not always rainbows and cupcakes, there are times when my kids are just too much too handle that I would break down and cry – when that happens, my kids would stop their tantrums and give me a hug and kiss, and behave afterwards; little things like that just melts away every bit of frustration in my body and just makes me feel so so blessed to have them in my life. Being a mother is a tough, time-and-energy-consuming full-time profession I admit, but I would’t have it any other way.
See you on my next post!