Confined

As much as I would love to post images of the pirate princess poopy pants, I can't.

The notebook doesn't seem to want to cooperate much. I tried blogging via the browser but the browser won't load the page.

So here I am blogging via the widget.

I can't post photos via the widget. So, the photos will just have to wait.

I am in Johor right now. Carrying out my sentence.

I can't say much cause it hasn't even been day 1. I am miserable though cause the husband is far far away. He left this afternoon at 12 with the parent-in-laws.

I cried shamelessly (in our room). I am slightly better though. Although the true test would be tonight when I go to sleep.

That's when I normally breakdown.

My mother asked if I had wanted to spend my confinement in Shalam so I wouldn't be away from the husband cause she doesn't want me to go in post-partum depression. I said I'd be fine.

That was when I was in the hospital under all those drugs. Obviously I thought too highly of myself. Heh.

Lets not lose hope though. I'm sure I'll be able to soldier through this.

Even if it kills me.