Isetan Private Sales

I have not really shop since the last few weeks before delivery.

Finally get to dress up again and " shop till I drop"
Yah really shop till wanna drop but is my hands wanna drop.
I carried Amabel, a 10 over kg weight + a super heavy bag with me for 3 hours plus, never rest at all.
And I sweat like having suana due to the crowd and they seems to save electric by turning the air-con off?!
I couldn't let her come down and walk herself, if not the whole Isetan will turn upside down.
Being a hyperactive girl, she keeps playing with my face and hair instead. Faints!
She likes putting her hands into her mouth, luckily I don't like putting foundation, if not all will go into her stomach.
I left Aisleyne at home with the maid and hubby.
But I called back afew time to check on her, make sure the maid know how to prepare the breastmilk for her.
And I miss her badly.
All the stuff I bought is for my children except one sandal which is for me. Hehe!
The queues were so long, and I couldn't wait to put her down.
Both of us are hit by hunger pangs.
I told Sz i may not be able to take it anymore, if we were to walk to Paragon, I suggested to take cab.

We had our lunch at Paragon before I went up to clinic to get my skincare products then headed home.

Don't know what happened to my camera or is it because of the restaurant lighting, the photos turn out to be so dark.

Amabel is super mischevious in the restaurant, climb up the seat partition, so dangerous, I want to carry her down, but she keeps pushing my hands away and scream.

I told her is dangerous but she don't listen. I actually want to rise my voice and scold her already but to prevent her to cry and scream louder, i 'ren'.

Just be there to protect her from falling.

Oh Is mooing time, shall continue later

Aisleyne...here I come!

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