Today is the last day of my confinement, and that means I can drink plain water finally, bathe normally finally(woohoo!), though I will still be careful with cold stuff cos its not entirely good for my healing uterus and womb.verdana”>And that means, by lunar calendar, Minibean will be officially a month-old tomorrow.

And today, marks her fourth week.

Spent today frantically doing last minute clean-up for her big day tomorrow. I was so busy with different things that I didn’t do a lot of things till the eleventh hour.

I finally registered her birth on Thursday, and collected her birth certificate. It was an odd little experience as the lady at the desk told me to reconsider putting the father’s name on the birth certificate, because it would be hard to do so in the future as it would require DNA test(So CSI-ish!), and a long appealing process before it could change.

She went through how I would need the father’s presence, when I gave a forced smile and reminded her that wouldn’t this be the exact reason that left no room for consideration.

She suggested me to go back a few days later since the deadline for her registration is not yet up. I smiled at her absolute sweetness, and declined.

She went on and on about how if I were to remarried, and would like to adopt the future husband’s surname, it would have to go through the legal adoption means to do so.

I was messaging Roy on the phone as I do so, and he jokingly said maybe I could put his name down or something, simply because, it would mean citizenship for the little one.

Then, I was served a form for statutory declaration. It was the hardest part to fill in my particulars, hers, and to declare who the natural father is. Then, I have to read the oath out, and declare status of singlemotherhood.

The next staff who came to attend to me to witness the oath, was equally brilliant.

I had a lump in my throat as I read out the oath.

I finally could feel myself breathe again when I finally reached the end of the paragraph.

The document was then taken back by the immigration staff, and would not see daylight. And nope, I don’t have, and wouldn’t think I would want a copy of it.

Dad had sent me down in the rainy weather, and I was glad he waited for me in the car. Despite it was only fine drizzle, he had not wanted me to walk the mere 2 meters without covered walkway either.

He sent me home right after, as I clad her birth certificate tightly in my hands.

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I finally headed back to work yesterday.

The birth announcement packages also arrived yesterday. I decided to add some stuff into it myself, so to make it more unique.

I managed to squeeze back into my corporate suit.

I saw 51.5kg on my weighing scales today.

Work was alright though a lot of people didn’t recognise me with the shrunken tummy.

I was told work will start next Wednesday and the urgency of it took me by surprise.

But everything was so shabbily planned that I believe the project would have lotsa hiccups in the future.

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I went over to Playworks and dropped by to see the other guys. Whee! So nice to see them.

And then I went over to say hi to VampTreSS who was in the same building.

The booboo I made when I headed out yesterday was that I had brought everything for breast-pumping out, but I didn’t bring the electronic part of the pump!!

So stupid ah.

Eventually, I tried something I had never tried.

I sat down with a hot drink and manually milked myself as I held the milk bottle to my chest to collect it.

In my corporate wear no less.

It was hilarious, I tell you.

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Today we put her on her tummy for the very first time, and she started lifting up her head to turn it to the other side, all by herself.

Then, before we knew it, she started squirming and pushing her neck forward.

She then used her shoulders to project herself forward, with her kicking her legs frantically, as if she was swimming on land.

She lifted her butt high into the air as she folded herself up, kicking non stop.

And then, she moved and inch.

Then, another.

And it was as if she was learning to crawl right in front of me as she moved forward a few centimeters at her time, sometimes lifting her head up and turn it to the other side.

I think before I know it, I would be chasing her boyfriends away from the door.

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I made temporarily arrangements for her before I return to work.

The confinement lady would be with me for another couple of weeks, but she would be returning home tomorrow, and I would be seeing her again only on Tuesday.

And then, I would take care of beanie next weekend, before she returns just before I need to start work(hopefully on following Tuesday).

Minibeanie is now sitting prettily and obediently on my lap as I typed this(I even blogged with one hand as I was holding and nursing her), and she is looking on with such intelligence and sharpness in her eyes.

Maybe she can read!

Tomorrow, I would be waking up early to do the red eggs, and get ready to brave the new world.

Hopefully I got time to blog about the Christmas programs Minibean and I had this year.

And now.. on the last night of my occasional freedom.. I am sneaking out for a short rendevous by the beach.

Right after she finishes this meal.

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I very scared I forgot to invite people I had intended to invite.

I had been sending out messages but the thing is sometimes when I sending, she would cry, and I would type in the name without pressing ‘Send’.

I was told this was what happened in the delivery room, when my contractions distracted me enough to pass the phone to VampTreSS with the message not sent.

And those who are coming, don’t buy clothes ah!!!!!!!!

I had wanted to put a list of things I need, but then ah, was busy with nitty-gritties that I forgot!