The clock has just stroked pass 1 am. It is now 10 past 1 and I'm writing this post while eating a bowl of coco pops. I can't help myself. Every night my stomach growl asking it to be feed. But thank Allah I'm not picky these days like I used to in my first 3 months. A bowl of coco pops 3 times a day can still makes me happy. But my belly button has become an outie. Not cute.
The weather is getting colder nowadays and yet we have nothing left in the fridge. But that's the thing about London. You will never in agreement with the weather. Last week it was summer. 27 degree dead. This week it's autumn. 13 degree and next week the weatherman just announced that it might be snowing. Oh how you love the drastic season change.
It's october and everyday the baby is getting more active than the last time. He's kicking a storm, poking from inside, somersaulting, hiccuping, nudging, prodding, head-butting. Never fails to make me rush to the loo. Especially mid night. That's when the playing game starts. Remind me to remind him it's night time when he's out. Hehe
I've been busy these days. A lot to be settle. Other than the daily job, we're on the verge of renewing our visa, getting the car re-insured, paying bills (yes this include since it involves money) and de-cluttering the house. Sooner or later the heating system will start back on. And it'll officially be winter all over again.
Term time is starting back, all the classes filled in, all the lift are cramped and almost all of the canteen seating are occupied. I love the feeling of starting fresh but too bad I'm not. Sooner in a few months I'll be taking a time off from PhD to adapt to being a new mom.
And oh! I've just realised this post is purely an update on what's going on. Yawn..... So here's a picture
P/S: Don't laugh! Coz I look like I'm carrying a watermelon in my shirt. And Fairuz still looks like he's 18. Hmmphhf