Tuesday, November 30, 2010
Friday, November 26, 2010
Sunday, November 14, 2010
Saturday, November 13, 2010
Thursday, November 11, 2010
I've been really thankful lately...
Why?
Because I have a very healthy body (surprisingly) and a very healthy baby girl.
I've heard news about friends being pregnant as well but unfortunately for them, they need to be on bed rest in the duration of their pregnancy. Me? I have the freedom to do whatever I want (just as long as I don't abuse my body and no alcohol and cigarettes).
I'm really thankful.
And I'm praying for my friends who need to stay in bed all the time.
Because I have a very healthy body (surprisingly) and a very healthy baby girl.
I've heard news about friends being pregnant as well but unfortunately for them, they need to be on bed rest in the duration of their pregnancy. Me? I have the freedom to do whatever I want (just as long as I don't abuse my body and no alcohol and cigarettes).
I'm really thankful.
And I'm praying for my friends who need to stay in bed all the time.
What I like and what I don't like...
I've been craving for doughnuts - Choco Frosted from Dunkin' Donuts to be specific - since they day we knew. What really surprised me are the scents I want and don't want to smell.
- I used to like this Dolce & Gabana scent but now, it just smells like old lady to me. What's worse is my brother's girlfriend wears that exact same scent. Now, whenever she's here, I just want to throw her out of the house.
- I feel weirded out by this: I sometimes like the smell of smoke. Smoke as in yosi. Weird, right? No bias and all...
- I also feel weirded out by this: I don't like the smell of alcohol. Alcohol as in alak. WHATISHAPPENINGTOME?! Alcohol has been running in through my veins for the longest time and I LOVE the smell of post-inuman on a person and now, I can't stand smelling it even for just a second.
Wednesday, November 10, 2010
Oh my...
Damn. Due date is nearing and I honestly am scared. Don't get me wrong, though. I can't wait to finally meet my little girl but I can't help but be scared terrified of what will happen.
First of all, I don't have any ideas about raising a child. All I have is the knowledge of how I wanted to grow up. That's it. I don't even know how to carry a small child. I always get this vision in my head that I might drop the little thing or that I might be hurting the kid. It's just scary.
Second, I don't think my character and personality is tailored fit to raise a child. I am childish, selfish and most of the time, reckless so I don't know how I'll get by.
Third, I am terrified of the idea that I might be raising her wrong. I might miss something or not know something that she might blame me in the end. I wouldn't know it in the process. Malalaman ko nalang pag anjan na.
Lastly, I am scared. Just plain scared. I don't know what the future will hold. That scares the hell out of me.
All I can do is live one day at a time and pray my hardest that she grows up well.
First of all, I don't have any ideas about raising a child. All I have is the knowledge of how I wanted to grow up. That's it. I don't even know how to carry a small child. I always get this vision in my head that I might drop the little thing or that I might be hurting the kid. It's just scary.
Second, I don't think my character and personality is tailored fit to raise a child. I am childish, selfish and most of the time, reckless so I don't know how I'll get by.
Third, I am terrified of the idea that I might be raising her wrong. I might miss something or not know something that she might blame me in the end. I wouldn't know it in the process. Malalaman ko nalang pag anjan na.
Lastly, I am scared. Just plain scared. I don't know what the future will hold. That scares the hell out of me.
All I can do is live one day at a time and pray my hardest that she grows up well.
Monday, November 8, 2010
Sunday, November 7, 2010
Okay, wait, I realized this just now...
I just remembered my OB said that I was on my 27th week last Friday. Meaning I will be on my 28th this coming week. Meaning I'm on my 7th month by next week.
This is not consistent with my February 14 due date because my 40th week will fall on the last week of January or first week of February.
Okay, I might be way strict on the deadline. Sorry, excited.
This is not consistent with my February 14 due date because my 40th week will fall on the last week of January or first week of February.
Okay, I might be way strict on the deadline. Sorry, excited.
She keeps on kicking, kicking, kicking... ☺
Jellybean's been really malikot. Even my OB says she's one helluva energetic baby.
The last time I was in the clinic, when the doctor was about to check her heartbeat with one of those thing-a-ma-jiggys with a speaker on it, she kicked her! ☺ Both of us were, like, "Woah!" when we heard it.
Sometimes when I lie in bed at night, I think I hear a *thump* whenever she kicks.
Okay, right this very minute she's making this weird movement that's making my tummy look weird. Hihi.
This has been my ONLY source of happiness these past couple of days, with all that's happening with me and her dad...
Now, if only someone would get me doughnuts then I'd really, really, really be happy. Nyahahaha.
The last time I was in the clinic, when the doctor was about to check her heartbeat with one of those thing-a-ma-jiggys with a speaker on it, she kicked her! ☺ Both of us were, like, "Woah!" when we heard it.
Sometimes when I lie in bed at night, I think I hear a *thump* whenever she kicks.
Okay, right this very minute she's making this weird movement that's making my tummy look weird. Hihi.
This has been my ONLY source of happiness these past couple of days, with all that's happening with me and her dad...
Now, if only someone would get me doughnuts then I'd really, really, really be happy. Nyahahaha.
Saturday, November 6, 2010
Friday, November 5, 2010
Additional Congenital Anomaly Scan Printouts
(Both taken October 22, 2010 at The Medical City, Pasig City)
Thursday, November 4, 2010
Wednesday, November 3, 2010
Tuesday, November 2, 2010
How do I hold a small baby in my arms?
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(Trash face, sorry)
The baby I am holding is my Tita's baby, Gracielle. Or as everybody in their house calls her, Gretchen. Hahaha! :))
Don't worry, Honey, you ARE my baby.
Mommy's just getting ready for your arrival.
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