Our BTO flat is in the works. There's nothing except for cranes and the plot is all barricaded. It somehow feels strange to me that I'm seeing my home eventually in 2012, from nothing literally.
Dear Kayla, (a name both Daddy and Mummy wish you will like) It thrills Mummy and Daddy that you've been growing and kicking inside, especially more recently. We are grateful that you are healthy and active. Sometimes, I try to imagine seeing you come out from me, all red and cute - I know that marks a special beginning - of life with Kayla. You know that Daddy really loves you? I know from his daily singing to you (you must have heard), his tapping on my tummy so that you'd respond. His anxious looks when I come back home late or look really tired. And I'm so glad he's your Daddy. I fear myself becoming a bad Mummy to you at times. Cos I may misunderstand you, the crying you might make, the naughty things you could do. But I also want to be the best Mummy I can be for you. As my tummy keeps growing bigger and bigger, I know the day draws nearer and nearer. I'd muster my greatest courage and smile to see you through into this world, so...
Before we catch Lion King @MBS
I'm a lazy writer. Can't believe my last post was in Jan! So much has happened since then. 1. I've celebrated my big 30. 2. I'm pregnant. 3. Life will turn 180 degrees come next Feb Yes it's been a roller coaster ride since the two lines I saw at the end of May. We saw a gynae in early May to have a body check up, cos I felt paranoid about my bad menstrual cramps that landed me in cold sweat, vomiting and diarrhoea sometimes. The gynae pronounced me in good shape and predicted we should be able to conceive in six months time. But no, it happened right away. Fast forward, it's been 4 months since. Life definitely has changed for me. I'm no where near efficient in anything - ministry or housework. I get frustrated about it but at the same time it has forced me to appreciate the help of others more, to enjoy the grace of God more than before. Our relationship underwent chan...
Im into the 31st week. Which means around 6-7 weeks to full term (of 37 weeks). The third trimester is proving to be challenging in some ways. I never expected I'd grow to be sensitive to smells- cigarette, feng you, cooked food packets on train. It makes me breathless and nauseas. Tired-ness took on a different meaning from the first trimester. Of course it was exhausting then and nothing like that has ever hit me. This few weeks I've been getting the lethargy, the short spans of energy bursts after which I'm busted for the day. It's been harder to get up, to fall into sleep, to sit or walk for long. The tummy gets more pronounced, heavier and I'm slower. Usually zonked, I dont respond as much. My mind is active but it doesn't necessarily translate to expressions or words these days. Somehow there is a desire to get this over and done with- not in a frustrated way but just naturally hoping to see the baby I've been carrying for the past month...
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