Homesick

I've been feeling homesick for the past week. I miss life as I knew it and I miss the convenience of SG. Really, having a big house and being well to-do (since currency is in our favour) dun mean much if you're not happy with the life that you have. I'll trade this big house we're staying in for the teensy-weensy flat of ours anytime! I miss the food and I miss the communal living back home. When I was pregnant with Dallen, the hubs and I will go downstairs for a walk after dinner every night. There'll be so much activity in the neighborhood. Taking a walk here is kinda outta the question. The only thing you'll gain is more fume in your lungs. There isn't really a community to speak of. We pretty much kept to ourselves, like all our neighbours. Everything looks drab and dirty; lifeless! I wanna go back to my Garden City. I wanna go home!

A Horrible Two Weeks

I haven't blogged for a while mostly cos I wasn't feeling up to it, both physically and emotionally. The doc confined me to a bed and not one to be inactive, I found the bedrest kinda torturous. And for the first time in my life, I went around the mall in a wheelchair. For a while, the anxieties got to me and I really wasn't in the mood to do anything. I dun even wanna read. And I can't carry Dallen. That really is kinda depressing. Now I'm feeling slightly better and hope the prognosis next week will bring good news.

I'm still looking for a maid and haven't found one. If anyone has maids with friends who might be interested in working for me, pls let me know.