Maybe..

We have safely arrived in Bahrain. now am blogging from the living room. Milan's asleep. Daddy's too. i was supposed to wake him up like half an hour ago. he kept on reminding me to wake him up every 10mins only to find him back to sleep.

Thanked God that Milan was such a sweetheart on our flight here. She just sleep, play and drink. i was quite nervous about her since this is her first long hours flight. but both me and hubby always think "tak payah fikirlah. we'll see how". not so much issue on the weather. it is summer, yes...but the hse is on a/c 24/7. the only time we bring her out is either on the evening or at night.

well, as to myself. same old routine in bahrain. except now i'm so occupied with Milan. she somehow has this separation anxiety that she can't even see me moving. she'll cry like nobody's business as if i'm leaving her. i did tried controlled crying and stuff but to no avail. she'll cry even louder. like this afternoon, she cried so hard, pulled her hairband, then pulled her shirt. so, cannot tahan see her like that i picked her up. and immediately she smiled like nothing has happened.

When she took her nap around 3pm, me and hubby were just browsing her photos when she was born. and, omg...i cried. i didn't shed a single tears the day she was born. not that i wasn't happy. i was SO on top of the world, but i was too tired and stunned. then i was jokingly told hubby, i'm having symptoms of pregnancy. waaa...not to soon but if it is happening, welcome no.2. but, i'm 99% sure...we are not pregnant yet.