Not sure if it was all that long, cos I sure am hoping for more time, more rest, more space.

I sure indulge in plenty of guiltless sleep… lots and lots of rest. Just what I needed.

On Friday I saw a fabulous start to X08, which I will soon blog about.

On Friday, I learnt a lot. On Friday, I wonder if I will ever get there.

On Friday, it was a memory blast. I saw so many people. From the past. I saw people. The present.

On Friday, I was slightly lost.

On Friday, he was there waiting. On Friday, he was also there waiting. I was there, distracted.

On Friday, I was dead tired.

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On Saturday, it was an early start of the day.

On Saturday, Minibean was scheduled to have her DNA profiling test done at Thomson Medical.

On Saturday, he picked us up from my place.

At Thomson Medical, he was there. He walked over to us, as he held Minibean over in his arms.

I looked away, as it was a moment I did not want to indulge in. The inevitable.

Tension. Awkwardness. A silent stare behind those glaring shades, an awkward smile in return.

It passed fast, and peaceful enough.

It was a long wait. And I wonder if she would get scared.

But she didn’t.

Minibean was a brave little girl. She didn’t squirm when the blood dripped from her tiny finger. In fact, she was looking at it with morbid interest as I taught her… “red colour”.

It took a while for it to get done, yet she was an absolutely darling which amazed the healthcare staff as well.

I was asked to give a sample too. And it added to my X-th visit to a hospital, and being pricked by a medical professional.

I was amused to see my occupation column wrote “DOC/NURSE” and I was even more amused when I showed it to a doctor, and he asked, “What is DOC?”.

LIKE SERIOUSLY?!

She did not even cry, and she was amused by the little plaster she had on her finger, just like how mummy has one on her index finger.

Matching shoes, matching black dresses… and now… plasters

***

We popped by TTSH to get Sharifah’s pressies wrapped, cos I didn’t have scotch tape.

Minibean was running up and down, and she spotted a box of raisins on someone’s table and then started crying for it.

And it was funny seeing everyone scurrying around to get her a big box of it.

Dropped by Simei, and then realised Mum had conveniently left Minibean’s milk powder out… and someone’s gotta get it.

Anyway, Minibean was so shy at the party that she was on the verge of crying when she saw so many kids and people. She hugged my thigh so tightly that I couldn’t walk, before she whimpered, “Mummy, carreeeeeee”.

So cute lah.

I actually was so tired despite 7 hours of sleep that I took an uber long nap at the carpark of Marina Square.

We popped by X08, and bumped into Zoe, who gave Minibean this little accessory that she refused to take off even till yesterday.

Had Kenny Rogers’ and someone actually recognised me from River Valley… someone whom herself, changed lots.

It was nice, and she couldn’t stop cooing how clever Minibean is. *beams with pride*
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We popped by SBB’s for dinner, and as usual, she is the centre of attention while I get some break.

His auntie sent us back, and she fell asleep in my arms, and I like how she drilled herself into my embrace, and found a spot she comfortably fell asleep in.

I was finally home, and was thinking how nice it was to finally have some ME-TIME when she was fast asleep.

I can’t remember when was the last time I was this relax, and had some me-time to myself.

I was adamant about staying up till 4 ish, at least.

And before I knew it, I was fast asleep by 2am, with my glasses, and clothes still on, next to my desktop.

The next time I woke up, it was bright.

I only managed to take off my glasses before I fell asleep again.

I woke up at 12, to use the loo, and took off my clothes, before I crawled back into bed.

I don’t remember much, but I was up at 2pm.

I remember trying to wake up. But I fell asleep again.

It was then 4pm.

I tried waking up.. but….

So, it was 5ish when I finally woke up.

Woohoo!

15 hours of unadulterated sleep. BLISS I TELL U!

I had my me-time before going over to WT’s for dinner. His grand scheme of things include feeding me fat with his cooking, which honestly, is not bad. The food, not the scheming part.

Then, we had supper at Fong Seng prata shop. I somehow couldn’t stop eating.

We then searched for hot fudge sundae in the middle of the night to curb my cravings.

Which started from West Coast Mcdee’s to Tea Garden, before I had no choice but to settle for Magnum from a petrol kiosk, before I dozed off in the car as he sent me home.

I finally stayed up till 5ish am, which was such a norm for me in the past, and hardly achieved in recent days.

Man, I miss the 5am side of me.

I contentedly went to sleep, and woke up at only 2pm today.

Hell yeah, I need more rest, and space.

And it was great to wake up to Minibean’s giggles and endearing voice.

While she was asleep, Mum and I caught up by sitting by the table, having a bit of the prata she cooked(those you can buy from supermarkets), and we shared a pack of…. Julie’s crackers!

Apparently she doesn’t know about the biskies, and luckily I told her soon enough cos she had let Minibean had some recently.

And before we know it, it is already 6pm now, and barely any R & R left for myself before I set out to complete what I wanna do today.

Watch at least 1 episode of CSI. Get on Xbox LIVE. Finish up with eDM. Finish up with report. Smother Minibean with lotsa kisses and cuddles. Finish at least 1 blog entry(check!).

What a weekend… what a weekend.