NSmen and new mothers are the worst conversationalists, i reckon.
I remember having to sit thru endless conversations with friends/brothers/cousins who were in NS. Their conversations were always about NS - some evil officers, some strange acronyms, some tough trainings, some unreasonable-superiors-who-are-incapable-but-are-superior-only- because-they-signed-on, some blur sabo-kings etc. They didn't seem to have anything else to talk about.
Now i'm like that, albeit i speak only about my daughter.
You know how i posted a blog entry about her turning over on her tummy only minutes ago? It wasn't enough for me. I seriously feel a need to walk through the staff room and informing every colleague. I honestly feel it deserves a spot in the front page of the Straits Times. (maybe i should call jianming) I seriously believe it is more important than whether the STI/ DJI etc goes up or down, economic crisis ends or worsens.
So... yeah.
You know what to expect when you next see me.
i will TRY to act like i am listening when we talk about other things.
but you know better.
I'm only waiting for a chance to link the conversation to my darling, then i'll drown you with a blow-by-blow account of how she turned on her tummy/ ate rice cereal/pretended to laugh and the 72,529 photos i have of her.
Be warned.
With her new-found skill, she's no longer completely dependent on us to move around.
Awake and no longer wanna lie down? Flip!
This morning, after i changed her, she decided she's given me enough time and flipped over even before i fastened the rompers.
