My little angel

May 22, 2009. My little devil’s counter part finally said hello to the world. My little angel, Rianna Maureen.

I was on my way home last night when I received a text message from my brother-in-law, “Maureen came out already”. I couldn’t have been more ecstatic! Finally the little angel decided to show herself though with a little help from science. My sister had to be induced. I replied, “OMG! Promise?! Congrats! Post pictures, I’ll see her in 3 weeks still!” All I could think about that moment was how much I wanted to take the 1st flight out tom. If only I didn’t have prior commitments, there’s a big chance I would have. I was seriously considering ditching my weekend plans but I decided to be rational. I’ll stick on my plan and come home on the long independence weekend. 20 days from now. Yes, I counted! I just can’t wait to see my little angel!

This made me realize how differently things are, well at least on my end, between Brandon and Maureen. With Brandon, I was there from the time he was swimming around my sissy’s tummy, from the time he came out, his firsts til he became a grown up little boy. But with Maureen, I was and will be practically absent. Sure, I had a few trips home during her pregnancy. But it was just either a couple of weeks or days. And receiving that text message, made me want to be apart of this miraculous event more than ever. I'd miss out on a lot of Maureen's milestones. Unless, I move back. hahaha goodluck with that.

Anyway, it got me thinking though. How strong me and sister’s bond is. Her anticipation and waiting probably channelled to me too. No wonder I was having an off week. It started Monday that for some reasons, I felt like I woke up at the wrong side of the bed. Awfully bad traffic, nothing seem to fit right, I was disoriented. To sum it all up, I felt I was pre-occupied by something, but I can’t seem to pinpoint what it is. So I guess, this answers it all. My sister’s anxiety, and probably mine too, was demonstrated by my bad week. Imagine that!

Now that Maureen’s out, another hurdle I have to deal with for the next 20 days is my own anticipation of finally seeing her. Good thing Mao will be here next week. At least I’ll see pictures of her as a teaser. But groaning out loud, I wish it was my real little angel already. =)