Why? Because I am bunking over at my parents' place while the kitchen at my in-laws' place is undergoing renovation. Apaprently, expectant ladies are "not supposed" to be exposed to the renovation knocking and banging and clanging noises because it is "not good" for the baby within.
And so I was whisked off to my parents' place last night.
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I feel like a princess again. Mum is fussing over me. And of course, I'm not complaining. :)
In preparation for my royal arrival, she stocked up on my favourite HL milk, Gardenia raisin bread loaf, Chips Ahoy cookies, fruits, green vegetables, fish, etc. She changed the sheets, stuffed one of my old pillows with new cotton, gave me a new fluffy peach-coloured towel and re-washed the clothes I was going to wear at home.
I'm going to have slow-stewed chicken soup with bird's nest at least twice this week too.
Feeling awesomely pampered now.
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Nw that this is the first time I am back home and staying in my own bedroom ever since I shifted out almost a year ago, I realised several things:
- I miss K!!! And having someone by my side when I am asleep.
- I miss my old bed. The springs are just much firmer than my matrimonial bed.
- I miss the coolness of my home. Although the sun is shining brightly outside, I don't feel like I am in an oven.
- Without a TV in the bedroom, I tend to surf the Net more.
- And yes, I do miss the nightly documentary sessions with K...food network, discovery, national geographic, asian food channel, etc....
- I miss having a radio in the room! I used to listen to the radio everyday but stopped when I shifted over because we didn't have a radio in our room.
Speaking of radio, I was listening to Class 95FM last night before sleeping.
It was a night of hits from the 80s. Quite retro. I was doing a little dance and then I realised Little Baby was kicking haha.
We should start exposing her to more music. :)
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