The turning point.

You know what?

I think I can identify the turning point in our relationship.

That one thing that convinced me beyond all doubts that this is the man for me.

The one, the only one.

It is what I can identify as the one thing that convinced me I love this man and will be honoured to commit myself to him wholeheartedly.

That one thing was an email I received on 24 January 2007.

I remember so clearly, like it was yesterday.

Working at Treetops, last few days of internship, with Rozy on the same shift as me.

Checked my email in the business centre, saw it & printed it out.

Read it over and over again while hiding in the nice lobby bathroom.

Cried the tears of happiness at it & felt my life shift on its very axis.

Came out, showed it to Rozy and she read it.

Then she said something along the lines of me being incredibly stupid if I didn't grab hold of this man with both arms and treasure him.

That very afternoon, I felt a sense of peace never before felt in my heart, and the strongest sense of anticipation ever at the thought of seeing him again.

He said he saw a comet the night before.

Comet McNaught.

And it was indeed a beautiful sight to behold.

And he said it reminded him of me.

That to him, I was a sight to behold, a feast for his eyes.

That was how he started that fateful letter/email.

I wonder if he'll still think and say the same to me when I'm looking more like beached whale and riddled with flab, stretchmarks and cellulite.

But knowing him, he probably would have no qualms about that.

He said he would never give me up,

that he would fight for me,

that he wants me,

that I'm the only one for him, 

that he wants to share a life with me, 

that he's coming home to me,

and that he hopes I'll be waiting for him.

He said all that and much much more,

and the usually-distrusting me trusted the sincerity and urgency in every single one of his words.

I had no doubt then, and I have no doubts now.

He may not be expressing his feelings for me quite as strongly or explicitly as before anymore,

but I believed the truth in those words and I believe they haven't changed till this day.

That was a life-changing email, that I've kept and relived over and over again.

It's just amazing what he can do to me with his words when he has the mind to.

I asked to be romanced, and he gave it to me full-slate.

This is a man I would have regretted not marrying when I'm 30 and looking back at my silly, misspent youth.

This is a man who has stolen my heart and soul, and promised to keep it safe for the rest of our lives.

2 nights ago,

I was blubbering on the phone with him while sniffling into his pillow in bed.

And he said I'm the best thing to ever happen to him. 

Although he justified that with what everyone else thought about me, 

I believed that it came from him first.

And now, that is enough to keep me going.

To know that he loves me and is looking forward to coming home to me.

Will he come home this Sunday as promised?

Only time will tell and we won't know until he boards that plane.

If so, the reunion will be a sweet sweet thing and would beat my wedding day in Dec 2008 hands-down as my happiest day.

Close contestants would be the day he got down on one knee in a room scattered with rose petals, with a perfect diamond ring and asked me to be his wife,

and our ROM day in July 2007,

and quite possibly the day we found out we were going to be parents on 31 March 2010.

But this Sunday would be way up there in the stratosphere with those other days if he does come home.

We'll know soon... not soon enough, but soon.

He'll board that plane if he believes his mum will be ok, if he is able to take that step.

And I know whatever decision he makes, it'll be the right one, no matter what it means for me.

He knows that no matter what he decides, I'll be right here waiting for him.

I know this won't be the last time because as long as we're apart from the other important people we love in our lives, this will happen repeatedly, time and again.

Sooner or later, with varying degrees of circumstance.

The only thing we can do is try and bridge that gap.

So that all our loved ones are within reach.

We can only try, and then hope & pray.

For baby, he wants the 2 most important women in his life to be by his side.

And who am I to deny him that?

I too want all the many many most important men, women, boys and girls in my life to be by my side too...

As for Baby A, I haven't felt much movements for the past 24 hours except for the old ones here and there since last night.

I'm worried, but reassuring myself that the little one is just too small to make movements big enough all the time.

I'm scared, but I need to relax, and wait & see.

I've had pains, but little movements. Sigh.

Just one of those things I guess.

Wait and see.

Be patient.

Come on little one, time to start dancing... 

Don't let mummy's stress get you down too!