So we have finally arrived home at sunny Singapore and the first thing that greeted us when we stepped foot into the carpark was the HEAT! but I am absolutely loving it. The heat, the sweat and the breeze. I missed sweating without having to work my heart out.
I sweat when I sit down for my bowl of bak chok mee during late afternoon lunch, I sweat while queueing up for my bowl of wantan mee under the evening stars. It’s crazy but this is home and I missed it.
For the past week, apart from trying to recover from the jet lag, we have been running around the island like busy ants. We slept at 5 in the morning and woke up at 2 in the afternoon. Our body clock was completely screwed. It was insane.
The flight from Paris to Singapore was a breeze. I truly enjoy travelling with my little companion. He is such a cool, avid and season traveller. Being an aviation fanatic is probably the reason for his enthusiasm.
He chatted none stop at the boarding lounge.
He was eager to carry his own backpack all the way, while telling me in a serious voice
‘I will carry my own bag since you have a baby inside.
I don’t want you to get too tired’
Awww. He is my sweetest boy.
On board the plane, he ate, he slept, he played game, he took pictures. He was far more excited about boarding his Boeing 777 than missing Daddy.
It was only during the first night in Singapore that reality sets in, that he will not be seeing my husband for a while. He knew that it is going to be 1 month. He knew that it is going to be 4 weeks. He understands that the longest that my husband has been away for the past 1 year has only been 1 week and he is finally feeling the separation and he told me in his sad voice,
‘I am not happy’
‘I want to go back to Paris’
‘I miss Daddy’
and after talking to my husband over the phone, they came up with a solution.
He had this placed next to his bed, hoping that it will help him sleeps better.
It was a little surprise from Daddy.
The first thing that greeted us when we arrived home.