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Yesterday I went with the girls.. Errr I guess "ladies" would be appropriate hahah LOL. Of course with our dearest babies who happened to have the same age.. And with their nannies too. Vale is the only one who doesn't have nanny. But my friends insisted to bring along the lady who works at my house to accompany us. They thought I always being too hard to myself and I need a sprinkle of fun every once in a while. Vale was sleeping at the car so I decided to brought her with us. 

We gathered at this playground, named Miniapolis. It was the first time I actually go there :D. PVJ is the mall that Mr. D avoid. Despite the distance from our house, parking lot in PVJ is the worst ever.. Not forget to mention the nursery room. In short, the mall is not baby friendly AT ALL. But it has quite good shops.. That's why I do crave to go there every other day.  :D. 
The ladies were starving and the babies couldn't wait to jump onto the playground. So the best decision was leave the babies with their nannies, and off we lunch. At first I was hesitate to left Vale with our helper, but my friends were like, "come on....they'll be fine." Ouch I was like, okay... I calmed myself and tried to not worry that much. 

We had a decent lunch at e birra. I must admit, I kinda enjoyed being away from my baby. Catch up with latest gossip and talked about fun topic were turn out, something I need. Even though I thought about Vale all the time... Is he crying? Is he looking for me? Is he falling? Etc etc... Lol. Yes I am that paranoid. But I enjoyed it so much. It was quick.. Like 1/2hour-ish, but I do feel contented. Well they're right, I need to spend some time alone without my baby. I feel like the worst mom in the world to leave Vale alone with our helper, but.... 
We came back to our babies after we had lunch and guess what, they turned out to be fine and seem to have a lot of fun. 

After the first session at the playground, it's time for the babies to eat their lunch. While other babies fed by their nannies, Vale with me of course. He showed tantrums but just a little, tolerable actually. *sigh* thank God. Lunch done, we decided to go back to the playground and play with our babies. OMG I think the last time I played at the playground was many years ago when my baby brother was 3 or 4 years old. It was huge, Vale and I ran around here and there, tried the slides, balls, trampoline (he loved it so much) and every toys. It was tiring but FUN at the same time.. I think we should do this more often.. So the quite a long trip to PVJ was worth it :D. 

Back home I thought that turned out, it's okay to have some time alone.. Since I became a mom, I barely have time alone. Even when I was at the toilet, Vale was there. Or knock at the door a zillion times. I bring him everywhere I go...literally. We're inseparable. Haha. But it doesn't make  me a worst mom if I sneak out for lunch just like I did yesterday, right? :) Anyway, I'm actually in the middle of writing a post (that seem never finish), about whether I want more child or not. It kinda connected with this situation. Well.... We'll see how it head to. 



Left to right: Nadya - Hiroshi - Vale - Nathan - Tiffany :) 



Happy moms happy kids :) 







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