3 days to Christmas

It's 3 more days to Christmas. We've finally decided on putting up the tree and the lights. Last night I sat down to finish wrapping the presents and spent some time with ET.

As I wrapped the present for my son (a doctor's kit), I remembered Faith. As I stare at the christmas tree, memories of Faith in those last few days flood my mind. Why do festive seasons seems to bring more memories than usual days?

I'm really hoping to go away on vacation during the Chinese New Year next February. Since the season being so close to my supposed due date, I'm not sure if being around everyone else is a good idea. My melancholy may rub off on some. Kidding... I more hoping to spend some quality time with my son before he grows any further. As it is, he's growing a little too fast for me. Watching him sleep every night, he seems to be outgrowing his cot and his face changes almost every day. My little man is growing so fast that I'm so scared.

*Blessed Christmas to all*