Home

For these past couple of weeks we've been staying at my parents' house. Again. And as usual, it's because of my doctor's ordered bedrest. This time it's 30 days. Well, no. Actually, what she said was, "Let's try 30 days for now". Meaning it could be longer. Or even until I give birth! What a bummer if that will be the case.

Anyhoo... So we're here at my parents' house. I guess being here is really less stressful for me. I don't have to worry about food or laundry or cleaning the house. I get to really rest in bed - or the sofa. Mom's always cooking my favorite food. And I also have company during daytime, which I don't have in Eastwood - at least not all the time. My parents are really great for having us here.

But you know what? Lately I find myself missing our small condo home. For one thing, our room there is much bigger than my old room in Lagro. Obviously my old bed is smaller since it was meant for only 1 person. And there's something to be said about living in our own place, specially this early stage in our marriage. It makes me feel more like a wife and less like a daughter. I believe it bonds Leo and me tighter together, sharing the joys and difficulties of starting up our home. Pretty soon Kalli will be born and now is the only time that it'll just be the two of us. So yeah, I miss living in our home. It really sucks that we're paying the rent there but don't get to live there. I miss cooking for my husband and preparing his breakfast and packing him lunch. Of course I can't really do much right now because of this pregnancy and bedrest thing. Haaay... why am I such a weakling? :(

Oh well... Time will tell if we'll be going back to eastwood or not. Home is where the two of us are anyway, right? What's important is that we're together, wherever that may be.