Waiting for a life changing moment

Hi Baby,

It's just less than 10 days before you are due. And i guess i should really leave something on this digital footprint so that just incase the hardcopies stuffs get lost, you and I may one day re-look at this blog.

So much is going on in my mind. People says, before the baby comes, do everything that you want to do. And that moving forward, all milestones will be measured by your baby's milestones rather than yours. I don't know how that will change, but i do know, with your arrival, it will be a life-changing moment.

Mommy want to take this moment, to reflect, my thoughts for you, my thoughts about how i hope i will envision life to be like with you, with you daddy and of course, to the people around us.

We are no longer like few decades ago, when our grandparents primarily stayed in a single-income family environment, where the mother stays home to look after the family and domestic issues, and the father head out to provide for the family. We now rely on dual-income, and because of that, we need extended help, be it through our family, domestic helpers, or infant care institutions.

Of course mummy hope to be able to take care of you in the best capability as i can, being independent and it all. And trust me that i will want to / aim to do that, starting with breastfeeding. I think in the course of my pregnancy, i've requested for things to be too perfect, getting the right environment for you, worried how the confinement nanny will fit in since we have not gotten our place, how we might be imposing on your grandparents, how it might be hard for all of them to adjust, but i realise there is just so much we can do, and we should not over worry. ( okay, make that mummy should not over worry) and stress the people around her, around us ( since you're still in side me). Daddy is stressed and he too is learning to cope with the  changes.

so, i'm going to take it easy, and if i don't, I hope you be patient with mummy. I hope i will not anyhow splurge, and yet be able to provide for you.

1. I hope to teach you the values, by setting the examples myself and daddy, and not just through preaching.

2.  I hope to have patience to understand what you may need, to be aware, even if you cry, that's only because that's the only mean u know how to communicate for now, and i should not be overly worried, and sink into depression.

3. I hope you will be a happy-go lucky, wise child to make decisions, to be independent and not be spoilt.

4. To have empathy for others, to care and love others like others love you.

5. To always bring joy, peace and also be contented in life.  Count our blessings, as mummy has always told myself to.

6. Daddy and Mummy are also waiting for you to teach us to be patient, to learn about growing up, taking care of you, of each other and establishing our family unit. Please remind Mummy to be patient too with Daddy. I always feel Daddy is my big baby and you are my small baby, but i know your Daddy will rise to the occasion.

Thanks for being healthy in me for the past 8-9 months, it has always been a joy seeing you at dr's visits. And of course, to see Daddy's look when he see the ultra-sound, when your daddy always kisses my tummy, when he helps apply stretch mark cream.

I love your Daddy, for always encouraging me that stretch marks are fine, even i think they are horrendous.

For being a faithful man.

For bringing towels to sponge me when i'm feeling hot because the air-con broke down.

For accompanying me to my friends' gathering, staying long beyond the intended time.

For speaking up for us, sometimes when it's hard to , to his family on certain things.

For always rubbing you, talking to you, singing "ooh la laooh lala"….

For sticking on to his job, even though i know it's tough and many a times he kept mentioning he want to quit, but he stuck on to it.

For sticking through the pre-natal classes, doing the exercises, carrying the baby model so well, and waking up just to attend the morning classes ( in the midst of his FRM) and even though he's not a morning person.

For testing out the breast pump on himself and assuring me it doesn't hurt.

Cheers,
Mummy.

Pregnant and my pregnancy thoughts

So, more than a year after i last composed, i can't believe i spent 8 months plus of my pregnancy without even blogging about it. Probably the jinxing part of announcing it got the better part of me and hence i decided to "keep mum", hey what a pun, i wonder if that's how it came about.

yup, i'm preggers and i'm due in Dec 2013. Time seem to just whiz past for the past 8 months plus, and frankly, i really wanted to make sure i remember bits and pieces of it, especially the key milestones, *well, i did rem to snap pics of those memorable moments, i.e the pee stick, the first ultra-sound, moments such as the anxiety and joy as we came out of the gynae's office…."

Now, that i'm already in my third trimester, looking down at my tummy, there's a sense of joy, satisfaction, acute awareness that i'm going to take on a very different role coming next month. We will be a brand new set of parents on top of being a couple and we will have a comer joining our lives, joining our marriage, joining our families.

Mum told me if i felt my pregnancy whizzed past, that's a good thing.

I wonder if it's due to the fact i haven't blogged in ages, that i seem to have a problem thinking of what to type, what to add on, my brain isn't mumbled/ random, but there's just emptiness. Talk about spacing out. We are also expecting our apartment to be TOP anytime soon, so there's been lots of shopping.

a) Furnitures
b) Appliances
c) Meeting up with Interior Designers
d) Baby stuffs ( which is a lot! It just easy to sum it up as two words, but oh girl, so much work)

We have also just more or less concluded our Pre-natal classes ( i thought we really attend quite last minute, but so were the majority of our course mates, so it does make me feel better knowing that we 're not alone)

Hub has been communicating with the tummy a lot, been applying stretch mark cream for me. Yes, there's a horrendous 7-8 red squiggly marks sprawled across my tummy, which he finds a resemblance to that of a water melon.

Need to remind myself those are lines of love. Haha, the sacrifices a mummy makes. Hub hasn't made a fuss of my bloating, blotchy face, my lack of determination to stay at least presentable which i'm really thankful for, if not there'll be another thing to add on to my list of stress factors.

Well, what else… Forgetful mum to be. I am really looking forward to seeing our little baby… well let's hope i will find the time to blog these little details.=)