Dear baby

I'm quite bored. Still alone at the office. Lots of work but don't wanna work. Been waiting for your kick but seems ur still sleeping. Can't wait to see you, and hug you, and talk to you. Am quite welling up with tears earlier...was browsing through my old blog and seems like twas just yesterday when everything seems so simple and uncomplicated. Not that I'm complaining carrying you with me everywhere. I just feel like i'm still so young...like a teenager of sort if you get what i mean. Well someday you'd do.

I miss my own mom. Yes, you'd get to meet her someday baby. I kept on chanting her name again last nyt as if she's gonna hear me though we're oceans apart. I wonder if you will someday yearn for me the way i yearn for my own mom now.

(ur Daddy just called...)

I wonder if you can hear me everytime i talk to you now that your on the 18th week. Can't wait to see you on my next ultrasound when I go back to Doctor Heng by end of the month.

Gotta go now baby. I love you.

mum