Hatch day

The little man - hopefully - all ready to be a big brother

Due to an unexpected turn of events, it appears #2 would rather make his presence felt sooner rather than later.

Delivering a baby at 37 weeks does not - for one minute - sound like the ideal situation; but I guess we need to heed the gynae's advice and accept the fact that the little one would receive better care and nutrition when he's out.

I'm not sure if I have the word, "Worried" etched all over my face. Last night, while in bed, Russell reached over and said,"Sayang Mama..." out of the blue. Of course, I'm worried but I'm trying not to let the panic sneak in - it's like a domino effect once people sense fear.

I'm not the best with mushy stuff but I'm particularly grateful to those who have reached out and blessed me with their prayers and well-wishes.

We will just hope for the best and hopefully this space will not be quiet for long.