yesterday...

...we had our Verve Portraits bump's photoshoot.

We had this session booked during the Pregnancy, Babies & Children Expo at the Melbourne Exhibition Centre last October. I was probably about 4 or 5 weeks pregnant then. So it was quite a long wait.

Our photographer was Donna and I applaud her for making the session quite comfortable and fun. I mean, I was comfortable enough to strip! LOL. Okay, maybe I sort of felt forced or coerced to do it, but I did it. I wanted her to get a few shots of the bare bump, but I think I ended up showing more skin than I ever imagined. Stretch marks and all!

We are going to have another session when JB is here with us sometime in August, insya-Allah. I am quite the nervous to see how the shots turn out.

Oh, and I need to take photos of the studio itself. The place is amazing. It felt more like being in a spa retreat rather than a photo studio, with its all-white leather furniture, stripped concrete flooring and aromatherapy candles. And the bathroom! Timber decked floors and facing brick feature wall. Kudos to the ID team!

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...I was snubbed by a tram.

I was going to the city to drop off my library books before meeting AY at our photoshoot. I was going to enter the tram from the front door when I suddenly saw that it was packed. Two other people got on the middle door, so I immediately went to the middle. As I was about to grab the step handle (or whatever), the doors shut! And off it went! WTH! I was almost squashed!

It was bad enough that I was carrying four really thick books, but I am freaking pregnant! Can't anybody see that? Geez. So far, I have been experiencing bad social etiquette on trams. Nobody gives up their seats anymore. Not for me, not for the elders, never. Sometimes I find myself offering my seat to the oldies.

Seriously. Things that makes me mad. Idiots! I'm starting my own social experiment. I'm going to stick out my belly every time I get on a tram and see what happens. Honestly, so far, only once has a person glanced at my belly and get off their ass. And that was it.

Okay, enough of spitting the dummy!

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...our car got broken into!

Yikes! We don't know when or where it happened exactly. AY only realised it this morning before going to work. The perpetrator (hah!) took our coins, $20 fuel money and our GPS which was hidden away under cd's and stuffs in the middle glove compartment. So it probably took this person a good five minutes to go through the car.

The funny thing was, the car wasn't really broken into, like, nothing was actually broken. So we are really scratching our heads trying to figure out what had happened.

Did we leave the car unlocked?
AY has always been very careful, but there was a possibility because I remembered we had our hands full coming out of the car, what with the changes of clothes and our dinner and AY's lunch bag and work laptop and stuff.

Did they unpick the lock?
Possibly, but there were no signs of that.

Where did it happen?
Three possibilities. After work, the car was parked in front of the studio at Swan St and then nearer to Church St when we grabbed takeaways. And then, home.

How did it happen?
If it was at home, in the underground garage, where you would need keys to get in, someone, the security person even, might try every single car and see if he can get lucky.
If it was by the roadside, it could have been a chance crime, like they saw the coins and the doors were probably unlocked and said, "Hey, why not?" But AY's work laptop was also in there. Was it a hassle to take that too?

Who would do such a thing?
BASTARDS!

Well, except for the last one, your guess is as good as mine. This is just something we can't do anything about. The only thing this has taught us is to be more cautious in the future. Especially with JB joining us, we surely would have our hands even fuller. We are just really thankful that there were no damages done to the car.

When AY first told me this morning, I honestly thought the car was really broken into, circa what happened here:

But that needs an entire entry by itself!