Breathe.

Being a princess during pregnancy sounds like a wonderful deal.
I don't have to lift a finger to do chores.
I only need to eat, sleep and clean myself.
And I get chauffeured around.
Sounds good, eh?

Except when these are the only things you get to do.
I was pretty occupied earlier on, making lists and decisions.
Now that everything has come to a standstill (partly because I'm quite done with the lists, and partly because of the lunar month taboo), I feel bored.
These couple of days, I've been watching so much TV and surfing the net and doing practically nothing useful.

I got sick of
watching tv,
surfing the net,
reading blogs,
going on Pinterest,
reading,
sleeping (Yes. This is true.)
attempting online shopping.

My friends and cousin must have been pretty annoyed with my incessant whining and complaints.
The sister is spared because she's in a different time zone most of the time.


I'd very much love to craft. At least that keeps me occupied.
But the Chinese have soooooooo many taboos for pregnancy - can't do this, can't do that.
And because I've been warned and I'm a scaredy-cat, I chose to follow the taboos, and drive myself nuts by not crafting for the past 7, 8 months.

I'd love to go shopping on my own too.
But it gets crowded even on weekdays.
And the husband is apprehensive about it - he's kind of lost faith in humanity after I get bumped into a couple of times despite my very obvious baby bump.
People just enjoy squeezing through tiny spaces nowadays because it's their right to, you know?
Either that, or they were actually trying to rub off some luck from my baby bump as discreetly as they could.
They really don't care if you are carrying a baby in your very big belly.

Today I lost it.
It might be the hormones. (Yes! Blame the hormones!!)
I was bored to tears. Literally.
The last that happened was when I was 8. Or 9.*
I cried and sobbed and the husband decided that it was okay for me to head out to the nearby mall alone. 2 minutes train ride away.

I was out for only one hour, but it felt so good.
It is very much needed for my sanity.
I stocked up on index cards and drawing sheets of various sizes.
For days when I want to doodle some high-contrast cards for Baby or paint some wall art for the nursery.
On the way back, I spotted this at the atrium sale and came home with it.

I thought the pictures could double-up as nursery wall art too.

I satisfied my cravings for waffles as well.
It was a good one hour.


*If you are interested:

This was the first time I was bored to tears. I never knew that could happen to anyone.
It was the school holidays. I don't know why other than Grandma, no one else was home. Where did the sister go??
The entire holiday was spent watching TV and in those days, there was nothing interesting in the afternoons.
I got so bored, I let out a scream and lay down on the couch and cried.
I think I sobbed pretty bad. I must have looked like one terribly spoilt kid.
That gave Grandma a shock and she decided that to maintain my sanity, she should bring me to my cousin's house. He lived in the next block.
We arrived at my cousin's place only to realise he wasn't home!
I've already come to a point where there was no more tears. I just zoned out. Guess that was pretty scary for Grandma too.
Grandma took me home and on the way back, we bumped into the cousin and his friend. They just went out and bought themselves a new game -- RISK. My sweet cousin invited me home and I remember just watching them play. Even till this day, I haven't quite figured out how the game works. But I remember I finally stopped crying and went home a happy and sane girl.