I have been super crap at updating this blog lately, because, yes internet is busted yet again, and typing from my bb (which is what I'm doing now!) is tedious! So I'm making this a quickie. I find it funny that my belly button is becoming increasingly small - I'm an innie, so if I actually go on to becoming an outie as this pregnancy develops, I might be weirded out, but still find it funny. Yeah, I'm amused by the smallest things, me. Heh. Anyway, we are going into our 24th week this coming weekend! 6 months pregnant! Alhamdulillah and wow, that was quick! Can't believe it will be another 3 months or more to go till I'll be able to hold my baby koala in my arms :)
I'm still putting weight on like crazy, it seems like I've been gaining at least 1kg A WEEK. Not good- though luckily, it doesn't look like I've gained heaps of weight - but I officially have vaginas for armpits. Have been trying to 'work out' with xbox Kinect when I can (I'm awesome at table tennis heh heh), but I should really start doing more exercise..sigh. Baby is kicking happily in my tum tum, there are times when he kicks surprisingly hard that I squeal out in shock. Lately, he's been waking me up in the wee hours of the morning, doing his workouts.
I don't know how many pregnant women\moms read this blog, but I've got quite a personal question to ask, and it would be great if I get some feedback - Did\has sex changed when you got pregnant? Did you ever feel unattractive or feel that your partner didn't find you as attractive as you were? Or maybe your spouse finds\found it weird to be doing 'it' with a pregnant woman? Or was everything just fine and dandy in the sack?
Thoughts? ;)
Tuesday, December 21, 2010
Monday, December 13, 2010
Count your blessings.
No matter how shitty you feel.
No matter how big the problem.
Even if you feel it's the end of the world.
Even if you're the biggest 'loser' to walk the earth.
When it's hard to breathe.
After you cry your heart out.
Take a deep breath and look at the little good things you have in your life, and know that you don't have it that bad.
No matter how big the problem.
Even if you feel it's the end of the world.
Even if you're the biggest 'loser' to walk the earth.
When it's hard to breathe.
After you cry your heart out.
Take a deep breath and look at the little good things you have in your life, and know that you don't have it that bad.
Friday, December 10, 2010
Bump @ 19 weeks
This is a bit overdue because I'm now 22 weeks and my tummy is sliiightly bigger than in the pic. Yes I've been getting a lot of comments about how I look small for 5 months. But as long as the baby is growing well (we had a scan a few days ago) then I'm trying not to worry! He's been kicking quite a bit, which has to be the best feeling ever :D A few evenings ago, he was more active than usual, and I could feel him moving and stretching, and my stomach literally moved. Some people might describe it similar to one of those Alien movies haha. Now I know why mothers always say they miss the feeling of their baby moving and kicking...it's so strange yet so beautiful at the same time.
Not feeling so good today, I've been sneezing my ass off and my nose is like a leaking faucet. Yesterday I walked around Sungei Wang with my sister-in-law, and soon after, I felt that dreaded lightheaded feeling come over me, and I had to sit in the dressing room till I recovered. Funnily enough, I always seem to feel lightheaded in Sungei Wang - could it possibly be the environment? Damn. Where else can I get cheap clothes then? :( I'm going to spend my low-key weekend lying down and taking it easy for now. Hope everyone has a good weekend!
xxx
Monday, December 6, 2010
Things yo momma never told you.
Ahh, pregnancy. That healthy glow. Growing a life inside you. Push push, out comes baby. And we all live happily ever after.
Not quite.
No one tells you about...
The constipation. Good lord, the constipation. When you're pregnant, everything in your body slows down, including your... errr, colonic activities. You can spend more than half an hour sweating your non-existant balls off just trying to unload. You may feel like you are about to give birth. It can get pretty effing painful, no joke. I always feel like I'm about to faint and start seeing stars after a strenuous sesh. Sometimes I cry. Piles is also all too common amongst pregnant women. Luverrly. Better start drinking water like your life depends on it unless you like the feeling of trying to squeeze a watermelon out of your ass. Look at the bright side, I suppose it does give you some form of 'push' practice, though.
Your pimply face. Now, not all pregstars are lucky enough to travel back in time and relive their high school days when their face resembled a pizza. Mmm, pizza.... Anyway, before we go off topic, those pus filled suckers will rear their ugly heads because of the spike of hormones in your system. At this point, you may look like a knocked up teenager. Throw in some braces to complete the look if you're feeling festive. And stay the hell away from the flawless, 'I'm so effortlessly beautiful and glowy', acne-free preggos for fear of snarling at them or tearing out their hair. Bitches.
Oily hair. Gone are the days you could make your hairdo last a month (or more if you're really that cheap), without shampooing. Pay 40 bucks at a salon for a blowdry, and see it last for a day, max. Goodbye expensive blowdry, hello helmet hair.
Toot, toot. Burp. Yes, we're carrying a life inside of us. But we are also carrying a lot of gas. If you're stuck in a lift with a bunch of people, you can bet that smell came from the preggo. But don't start staring, that would just be plain rude.
Funbags sans the fun. If our boobs are feeling sore, husbands should keep hands to themselves. One wrong move and we'll smackdown, flying kick your asses. HAI-YAKKK!!!
Is that my stomach or is that Chewbacca? Yep, unfortunately growing belly hair all over is the norm. Sometimes after you get out of the shower, your stomach may just resemble a hairy monkey. Sexy stuff.
I had a teeny, tiny sip of water - I gotta go bad. Excuse the preggo if she's stepping on your toes while trying to scramble out of the cinema in the middle of a suspenseful scene, she's gotta whizz. So what if it's for the fifth time. Get in her way and she may use your cup in ways you'd rather not imagine. Bottomline, if a preggo has gotta go, she's gotta go.
Acid reflux. Enough said.
Sloppy kisses,
'Aainaa
P\s: To fellow preggos, this post was written in good humour. Please don't get all crazy hormonal and sit on me.
Not quite.
No one tells you about...
The constipation. Good lord, the constipation. When you're pregnant, everything in your body slows down, including your... errr, colonic activities. You can spend more than half an hour sweating your non-existant balls off just trying to unload. You may feel like you are about to give birth. It can get pretty effing painful, no joke. I always feel like I'm about to faint and start seeing stars after a strenuous sesh. Sometimes I cry. Piles is also all too common amongst pregnant women. Luverrly. Better start drinking water like your life depends on it unless you like the feeling of trying to squeeze a watermelon out of your ass. Look at the bright side, I suppose it does give you some form of 'push' practice, though.
Your pimply face. Now, not all pregstars are lucky enough to travel back in time and relive their high school days when their face resembled a pizza. Mmm, pizza.... Anyway, before we go off topic, those pus filled suckers will rear their ugly heads because of the spike of hormones in your system. At this point, you may look like a knocked up teenager. Throw in some braces to complete the look if you're feeling festive. And stay the hell away from the flawless, 'I'm so effortlessly beautiful and glowy', acne-free preggos for fear of snarling at them or tearing out their hair. Bitches.
Oily hair. Gone are the days you could make your hairdo last a month (or more if you're really that cheap), without shampooing. Pay 40 bucks at a salon for a blowdry, and see it last for a day, max. Goodbye expensive blowdry, hello helmet hair.
Toot, toot. Burp. Yes, we're carrying a life inside of us. But we are also carrying a lot of gas. If you're stuck in a lift with a bunch of people, you can bet that smell came from the preggo. But don't start staring, that would just be plain rude.
Funbags sans the fun. If our boobs are feeling sore, husbands should keep hands to themselves. One wrong move and we'll smackdown, flying kick your asses. HAI-YAKKK!!!
Is that my stomach or is that Chewbacca? Yep, unfortunately growing belly hair all over is the norm. Sometimes after you get out of the shower, your stomach may just resemble a hairy monkey. Sexy stuff.
I had a teeny, tiny sip of water - I gotta go bad. Excuse the preggo if she's stepping on your toes while trying to scramble out of the cinema in the middle of a suspenseful scene, she's gotta whizz. So what if it's for the fifth time. Get in her way and she may use your cup in ways you'd rather not imagine. Bottomline, if a preggo has gotta go, she's gotta go.
Acid reflux. Enough said.
Sloppy kisses,
'Aainaa
P\s: To fellow preggos, this post was written in good humour. Please don't get all crazy hormonal and sit on me.
Sunday, December 5, 2010
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There's a difference between pushing your child to do better and just plain pushing your child away.
Friday, December 3, 2010
The paranoia of being pregnant.
I received a message on fb from one of my friends (shout out to Hajar!) who says that she reads my blog and marvels at how well I'm handling my pregnancy, while she on the other hand feels quite anxious about everything. Honestly, I think every pregnant woman would agree with me when I say we are paranoid about EVERY LITTLE THING. I, for one, am one of the most paranoid person I know.
The first time I found out I was pregnant, I was only about a month along and instantly my mind started flashing back to those times I had a spa session (I got into a hot tub AND had a brutal back massage forgodsakes!), jumped about with my girlfriends at Mar's house (literally jumping about while posing in the air, for the camera haha) and god knows what other stuff I was up to before I found out I was knocked up. Anyway, I didn't allow myself to be overjoyed that my pregnancy tests showed 'positive', because I was so sure I had done everything in my power to harm that little zygot :( Plus, this is strange, but a lot of people around me were bracing me for..the worst. They would go, "Don't get too excited, early stages VERY fragile!" Which added to my negative thinking. I mean, these people care about me and I'm sure they mean well, but all that talk about not keeping my hopes up high really took me to the highest level of paranoia, I kid you not. And especially when they start telling you stories about people they know who suffered from miscarriages..that made everything even worse.
Anyway, it wasn't all rainbows and carebears the first time I went for a scan. The doctor couldn't find the sac. Basically, she couldn't see anything. And she reassured me it was a bit too early to see anything, and that the scanning equipment she uses is not high tech, that if I went to the hospital I would be able to see something etc etc. And what did I start doing? I broke down, right there in her office. It was because I had pent up negative energy inside me that was bursting to come out, topped with an unhealthy dose of paranoia, and finally coupled with the blank scan...I told her how I was extremely worried that I started sputtering about how I felt like I had harmed the baby in its fragile state. The doctor told me that I had to start focusing on staying positive, because stressing out in itself was harmful to the baby, and that it was perfectly normal not to see anything if the pregnancy is at its 'baby' stages. In the end, she told me to come back in two weeks.
When Yasir and I got home, I decided to turn my thinking around. I knew the doctor was right, worrying and stressing too much would do absolutely nothing for the baby. I guess I adapted this new attitude, to talk and think positively about the baby..and know that whatever happens is in god's hands. I started visualising that I was having a normal, healthy pregnancy and that the baby was safe in my uterus. I talked more about the baby to friends who made me feel that I was having a normal pregnancy, and that everything was going to turn out fine. I even started talking to my bebe, telling him or her to stay strong "in there" and saying that I know insyaallah everything will be fine, if it's meant to be. Two weeks later, at the second check-up, Yasir and I saw that tiny little dot up on the monitor. Who knew that such a small dot could make my heart soar :)
The thing about pregnancy is, a mom-to-be's worries are endless. You could be in the early stages of your pregnancy and feel anxious about the baby making it through to that crucial 3 month milestone, or you could be like me, at 5 months and worried about the baby's brain and physical developments, as well as trivial things like my tummy not being big enough, am I hurting him when I lie on my side and he starts kicking when I do so etc etc. I would be lying if I said I wasn't worried. Despite my posts on my blog about already naming my baby, buying him clothes, wanting him to grow up into a gentleman, there is ALWAYS that constant paranoia that things could go wrong, nauzzubillah. But I learned that we can't control our fate, we can do our absolute best to help it turn out how we would want to. And I'm being the best mother I can be to Ayden right now, staying positive about his developments, and visualising him growing into a healthy baby boy, and counting down the days I'll be holding him in my arms, insyaallah. Aminn. Plus, before the era where pregnant moms loaded up on vitamins, DHA, folic acid etc etc, our grandmothers and their mothers did everything the natural way, my grandma didn't even get to see her babies before they were born, and alhamdulillah her babies (my mom and aunt) came out perfectly healthy. Sometimes, you've just gotta learn to stop worrying too much, let nature take its course during your pregnancy... and let go. I suppose that's the first thing we learn on being a mother while our baby's still in the womb. Never too early for a lesson on parenting, eh?
Anyway, Hajar, if you're reading this, sorry it's taken me so long to get back to you on the supplements I'm taking! Ah, might as well tell you here hahah. I'm taking calcium pills and obimin, which is a multi-vitamin. But I'll be updating to Obimin Plus, because that one has DHA to help aid in the baby's brain development. And occasionally,Yasir makes me one of those powdered milk drinks for pregnant and breastfeeding women. That's about it, for now! My next xheck up is next weekend - we'll be 22 weeks, insyaallah. Hopefully we'll get to see the babyy's face :)
To expecting mothers, try not to worry too much, although easier said than done. I find that voicing your anxiety and fears to a fellow pregnant person always helps too. Aaina Kameilia, if you're reading this, you know what I'm talking about don't you? Haha. Alright, time for breakfast..have a beautiful weekend everyone!
Sloppy kisses!
The first time I found out I was pregnant, I was only about a month along and instantly my mind started flashing back to those times I had a spa session (I got into a hot tub AND had a brutal back massage forgodsakes!), jumped about with my girlfriends at Mar's house (literally jumping about while posing in the air, for the camera haha) and god knows what other stuff I was up to before I found out I was knocked up. Anyway, I didn't allow myself to be overjoyed that my pregnancy tests showed 'positive', because I was so sure I had done everything in my power to harm that little zygot :( Plus, this is strange, but a lot of people around me were bracing me for..the worst. They would go, "Don't get too excited, early stages VERY fragile!" Which added to my negative thinking. I mean, these people care about me and I'm sure they mean well, but all that talk about not keeping my hopes up high really took me to the highest level of paranoia, I kid you not. And especially when they start telling you stories about people they know who suffered from miscarriages..that made everything even worse.
Anyway, it wasn't all rainbows and carebears the first time I went for a scan. The doctor couldn't find the sac. Basically, she couldn't see anything. And she reassured me it was a bit too early to see anything, and that the scanning equipment she uses is not high tech, that if I went to the hospital I would be able to see something etc etc. And what did I start doing? I broke down, right there in her office. It was because I had pent up negative energy inside me that was bursting to come out, topped with an unhealthy dose of paranoia, and finally coupled with the blank scan...I told her how I was extremely worried that I started sputtering about how I felt like I had harmed the baby in its fragile state. The doctor told me that I had to start focusing on staying positive, because stressing out in itself was harmful to the baby, and that it was perfectly normal not to see anything if the pregnancy is at its 'baby' stages. In the end, she told me to come back in two weeks.
When Yasir and I got home, I decided to turn my thinking around. I knew the doctor was right, worrying and stressing too much would do absolutely nothing for the baby. I guess I adapted this new attitude, to talk and think positively about the baby..and know that whatever happens is in god's hands. I started visualising that I was having a normal, healthy pregnancy and that the baby was safe in my uterus. I talked more about the baby to friends who made me feel that I was having a normal pregnancy, and that everything was going to turn out fine. I even started talking to my bebe, telling him or her to stay strong "in there" and saying that I know insyaallah everything will be fine, if it's meant to be. Two weeks later, at the second check-up, Yasir and I saw that tiny little dot up on the monitor. Who knew that such a small dot could make my heart soar :)
The thing about pregnancy is, a mom-to-be's worries are endless. You could be in the early stages of your pregnancy and feel anxious about the baby making it through to that crucial 3 month milestone, or you could be like me, at 5 months and worried about the baby's brain and physical developments, as well as trivial things like my tummy not being big enough, am I hurting him when I lie on my side and he starts kicking when I do so etc etc. I would be lying if I said I wasn't worried. Despite my posts on my blog about already naming my baby, buying him clothes, wanting him to grow up into a gentleman, there is ALWAYS that constant paranoia that things could go wrong, nauzzubillah. But I learned that we can't control our fate, we can do our absolute best to help it turn out how we would want to. And I'm being the best mother I can be to Ayden right now, staying positive about his developments, and visualising him growing into a healthy baby boy, and counting down the days I'll be holding him in my arms, insyaallah. Aminn. Plus, before the era where pregnant moms loaded up on vitamins, DHA, folic acid etc etc, our grandmothers and their mothers did everything the natural way, my grandma didn't even get to see her babies before they were born, and alhamdulillah her babies (my mom and aunt) came out perfectly healthy. Sometimes, you've just gotta learn to stop worrying too much, let nature take its course during your pregnancy... and let go. I suppose that's the first thing we learn on being a mother while our baby's still in the womb. Never too early for a lesson on parenting, eh?
Anyway, Hajar, if you're reading this, sorry it's taken me so long to get back to you on the supplements I'm taking! Ah, might as well tell you here hahah. I'm taking calcium pills and obimin, which is a multi-vitamin. But I'll be updating to Obimin Plus, because that one has DHA to help aid in the baby's brain development. And occasionally,Yasir makes me one of those powdered milk drinks for pregnant and breastfeeding women. That's about it, for now! My next xheck up is next weekend - we'll be 22 weeks, insyaallah. Hopefully we'll get to see the babyy's face :)
To expecting mothers, try not to worry too much, although easier said than done. I find that voicing your anxiety and fears to a fellow pregnant person always helps too. Aaina Kameilia, if you're reading this, you know what I'm talking about don't you? Haha. Alright, time for breakfast..have a beautiful weekend everyone!
Sloppy kisses!
Thursday, December 2, 2010
Food poisoning?
Yasir spent RM200 on what we thought would be a nice dinner at Tamarind Springs last night. Today we woke up with a weird feeling in our stomachs and I am feeling really under the weather. That's 200 bucks down the drain. Sigh. I think the baby didn't like the food too, because while I was eating, he kept on moving and moving and moving..that I couldn't concentrate on my meal. Maybe he was trying to tell me to stop eating. Today isn't a good day, very lightheaded and I feel like there are pieces of heavy, wet sludges of cotton in my brain. Yasir insists we're victims of food poisoning, but I'm trying to stay positive and brush it off. I'm sure I'll feel better after a good, solid day of rest. Oh, just for the record, I think Sharone from Masterchef USA is hot. Mmm.
Sloppy kisses.
Sloppy kisses.
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