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.=)
