My New Home

I assume most of us, at some point of our lives dream of having our own home and how to furnish it. Especially not having to live with the parents. Hehe!

I’m now a proud owner of a new HDB flat. A place that I call my own, like I’ve always wanted. I should be contented and there’s nothing more to complain.
On the contrary, I’m feeling uneasy about the monthly installments coming my way. Oh!

Friends my age may still be enjoying the prime of their lives but I’ve already got so many commitments to make.
However, I do count my blessings. With a fantastic husband who provides me with the best that he can, our own home & a coming baby girl. What more can I possibly ask for?

The Husband drove everybody to our flat. To “Open Door”, plus the Mother-In-Law will perform some mini ritual such as throwing assorted beans and rice grains all over the house. And here I am, home alone. Due to some superstitious beliefs, a preggy like me cannot be present at such occasions. Boring! Can't even see my new home…