My little fingers

So I went for the second check up yesterday. I was pretty worried before the check up as I don't know whether baby has grown since the last time we saw him/her? Hmm...let's presume she's a her.

Appointment was fixed at 5pm but the clinic called me at 4.15pm asking me if I can go earlier. I was happy of course as the gynae is really quite popular and we always have to wait for a long time for her. Despite the fact that my stomach is growling away, I went to register first at 4.30pm and waited patiently for my turn. However, upon reaching the clinic, I knew something was not right. There were at least 3 other couples sitting outside her room and I'm wondering to myself if I heard the nurse wrongly. But I didn't. Nevertheless, I waited. One after another, the couples went in and I sat there looking at the time ticking away. I felt seriously cheated and I wanted to kill myself at that instant. Hunger and impatience isn't a good combination.

As we were sitting just outside the clinic, we could hear the heartbeat of other babies while their mummies were doing their ultrasound. I even jokingly told my hubby that I'm going to ask the gynae to do a ultrasound for my stomach too so that she can hear my stomach growling away from hunger. (Note: As my baby is still pretty small so the scanning is done through, ermm, the direct passage.)

After what seems like a few million years, I'm finally in the consultation room. Well, at least the wait was worth it as the baby has grown. Dr says that baby has grown more than double and is now on the growing curve. Thank goodness. We were naturally relieved of course. Took back the scan and to our observation, we can actually see the little fingers. Really amazing!

The delivery package and ward were also booked yesterday. I think I'm ready. =)

A sneak preview

Here's a preview of how the miracle looks like.






Went to the gynae last Thursday and we got to see the heartbeat of the little one. It was definitely an emotional moment. I can feel the surge of emotions as I watch the little flicker on the screen telling me that the little one is alive and growing. All is well except that the gynae said that the little one seems a little smaller than what she predicted. That is cos she can't really gauge how old is the baby as I don't even have my temperature chart. Well, this is a surprise so I've a perfect excuse not to be well-prepared.



The hubby has been a perfectly supportive one so far. He wakes up earlier than me every morning to prepare breakfast for me and he makes sure that I get my glass of milk every morning and night. He will also prepare food for me to bring to work and he'll cook whatever that I wanna eat the moment I say that I'm hungry. Gotta admit I'm just taking this chance to be spoilt. Having a baby has definitely changed a lot of things. I can no longer eat anything as I wish and food has to be healthy and nutritious. At least it should look healthy to me. I sneakingly ate a laksa yesterday and I was given THE look when he found out. Well, pregnant women do have their cravings don't they?


My relatives and some friends have found out about the good news and I'm glad that they're happy for me. My SIL has also given me her maternity clothes and now I have the perfect reason to have a change of my wardrobe. I've yet to go shopping yet as I can still fit into my normal work clothes but I can feel that it's getting tighter as the days go by.

I'll be visiting the gynae again next week. Hopefully the baby has grown bigger and the gynae will tell me that all is well and fine. Meanwhile, I just have to take more rest as I'm getting serious bouts of fatigue everyday. According to what I've read, it's a normal effect of getting pregnant and it should go away after the first trimester. But I can't take it as I get tired so easily that all I want to do is to sleep and sleep.


How I wish I don't have to work. It comes back to once again my ambition of being a tai tai. If only. Hee!

Miracles

Sometimes life has an interesting way of making decisions for you. Just when I'm thinking of throwing in the towel for my current life, the little miracle came along and decided that this is not to be so.

It still feels rather surreal and I have my doubts about whether it is really happening. I don't feel the existence and sometimes think maybe it's all a dream. Other times, I feel rather excited about its arrival. I'm 6 weeks into this miracle and all this while, I just didn't know.

Maybe I should just embrace this happiness and enjoy the ride. It's definitely a gift from above and what better way to show gratitude than to provide the best for this gift.

It may not be easy and everyday is going to bring new surprises. I just hope for a smooth arrival and that the gift will bring about lots of happiness and jubilance to everyone around.