I cannot brain this

Yesterday I was trying to pack for my hospital bag. Choosing my going home clothes, how many old undies to bring etc.

Then Isaac ask me
πŸ‘ΌπŸ»"where are you going?"
πŸ‘©πŸ»: packing for the hospital to deliver didi.
πŸ‘ΌπŸ»: why you need to go to the hospital?
πŸ‘©πŸ»: because daddy don't let me deliver at home.
πŸ‘ΌπŸ»: but if you go hospital, didi will beat you (I think he says beat to everything that he doesn't like)
πŸ‘©πŸ»: no I need to go to the hospital. When I stomach ache, my stomach will push didi

out from my private parts. Then he will be born!
πŸ‘ΌπŸ»: *stun look* – must be thinking wtf is this mummy talking about? Didi coming out from private part???

Opps. Maybe too much factual info for him??

Tonight I got to read him the story book about new baby brother coming home.

πŸ™ŠπŸ™ŠπŸ™ŠπŸ™ŠπŸ™Š

I cannot brain this!

*brain explodes*

Yes I made him do that.

Wahhh!!

First time seeing maternity pads up close and personal.

Ok I'm bringing 6 pcs of it (6X4hrly per change, enough for 24 hrs la hor) and 4 extra large night heavy flow normal pads.

I hope it's enough!

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