Time really really flies, my 2nd trimester is officially over and i am now counting down to my last trimester. In no time, Phieng Phieng will be in my arms, smiling at me, all powdery nice smelling. Of cos, thats not the real picture. In real life, we will be rushing off to change his diaper, checking on him every another minute. And hopefully, enjoying every minute of this life time commitment.
Yesterday, i had dinner with my sister and mom and of cos the three niece and nephews. The kids were having so much fun as they watched how i balanced a plastic plate on my tummy. Why am i doing that? Cos i want to show them that the Phieng Phieng is having a swell time kicking around. The kids were laughing them silly as they watched the plate tilting left and right. Feeling emotional....i hugged my youngest nephew who is 4 yr old this year and asked my sister how long it will take for my Phieng Phieng to be like him. My sister said 4 years loh. Gosh....duh question i have asked. Hahaha.....
The weight of the baby and the water bag has finally given me the strain. I will huff and puff even though its just a short walk. I no longer walk the speed i used to, perhaps its time to slow things down and smell the roses.
