Irony...

I spent most of my childhood dreaming and fantasizing about what it would be like to live anywhere but where I lived. I wished we would move, anywhere. To an apartment, a bigger house, even a shophouse just to experience the difference. I remember enjoying trips to visit my cousin when she was working in Tanjung Karang. I looked forward to those trips for 2 reasons, she lived in a shophouse( which to me ranked number 2 on the best place to live list) and the great seafood lunch that always was a part of the trip.

Ever since I got married, I have moved 4 times and now is move number 5. I moved from my parents home, to my in-laws home. From there to our own cosy lovely home. (Lots of wonderful memories here). Then came the BIG move, to Australia, and to BH's cousin's house. This was hard. Moving from our own 2 room apartment to a tiny room was very difficult for me. Needless to say, I was miserable and regretting the decision.

Quickly came the move out of the room to a slightly bigger place, where we are now. Its a tiny 2 bed ONE bath apartment on the 2nd floor. The move was hard work, moving stuff up the stairs and still comparing it to our own home. It fell way short. One year here passed quickly. We built new and mostly good memories here. Both sets of parents visited, it was nice to have them around, but sharing ONE bathroom was a logistic and personal space nightmare. This is also where err...baby Wong was err..made...hehe...Thankfully neither BH or I are like the Beckams, we wont be having any kid named Princes, Port,Melbourne, Victor/Victoria or 15.

Any now, we are moving. I'm tired of moving. It's stressful for me. This time though BH is in full charge of the move...and we are moving out of the city. To a bigger place we will go. 3 rooms, 2 baths, a study, living, kitchen, dining, garage, yard and best of all a huge park right off our doorstep. I will miss the convenience of public transport and the closeness of the city but I hope we build more happy memories here...

Quick update

After a full day of patients, finally the last one is a no show..which is pretty good considering I get tired really quickly now. The belly is showing itself, hehehe...plus the kid just wants me to feed it all the time (excuse for increase in apetite). Ah, part of it, so they say. Like I said before, I'm no longer in control of my body...

Well, we are almost all packed up. Moving house this weekend. Off to Point Cook we will go. A proper house, with a yard and a huge park in front awaits..just have to make sure I don't get stressed. That's BH's job. So far, he's been so good. Packing, cooking, cleaning, catering to my whims and fancies..heh. First pregnancy mah... It's also nice to have his "tight" tee's that fit me just fine. It seems I'm gaining the weight he's losing!

Christmas is next week!!! 5 days off...whee!!!!! Can't wait to sleep in and sleep all day and eat and do nothing..

I'm so excited...

and I just can't hide it. I'm about to lose control and I think I like it...heh! Gimme a break, first kid, sure excited lah.

In 3 weeks: We celebrate Christmas and maybe a new home. In the midst of trying to move. Rent's going up, we gotta move out..

In 1 month: We get to see the little one at 17 weeks...;) Hopefully not sleeping this time. But being BH's child, probably will be.

In 2 months: Flying to Perth for second most important exam of life. Excited and worried about this one..gonna be HUGE by then. Can I even fit into the operators chair? I bet the belly would end up bumping into the patients head..hehehe

In 3 months: Home for CNY!!!!!!! Can't wait to see my good friends, Mr. Char Siew, Mr. Chicken Rice, Mr. Banana leaf Rice and Ms. Nasi Lemak..oh, and you other flers whom I count as friends lah.

In 4 months: Back at work? Can't think that far ahead...heh.

Right now: Feeling like a whale, apparently the kid is only 6 cm long, but there's massive space to roam in there man. Enough to do laps even... Runny nose still bugging me. Not allowed meds for this. Have to just bare with it lor....