I Really Like Rubbing My Belly

    There's something very therapeutic when it comes to rubbing one's pregnant belly. Why do we do it? Perhaps it's my possessive nature kicking in or because I am trying to connect with the baby (in retrospect it's only an embryo). No matter what the reason is, I like it. 

    My first gynecologist appointment was last Monday on 24th March. I was such a nervous wreck, at a loss for word and would only reply when needed to. But Mr. Ng made the process of pregnancy made it seem like a piece of cake. The highlight was when I saw the scan of my tiny little egg form WITH  a heart beat as an added bonus. I suppose this is what they call a magical moment, a moment when I felt connected with this tiny pea sized baby- my pea sized possession.

    I'm just super thankful morning sickness didn't pay a visit this morning though I still felt the nausea from time to time. If anyone feels a terrible nausea the gyno should prescribe  'Metoclopramide" and should be taken 30 minutes before a meal when you feel the nausea creeping in. This tablet works like a charm! I'm just grateful for modern medication because I feel fine after taking one. 

     I also try to inhale deeply and exhale sharply a few times just to distract myself and abstain myself from being sick. It is also not advisable to stare at a computer screen or be on your smart phone too long since they can trigger it as well.

What Does My Gut Say?

Apart from the fact that I'm ALWAYS hungry every hour or two, I'm pretty excited about what the future holds. For once in my life- I'm selfless, caring, super meticulous about my diet, not ashamed to let gas out in public if it's not too loud (sorry! But gas is quite abundant ​at this stage), insecurity is non-existent and last but not least, being pregnant makes me appreciate my parents more.

I am Seven Weeks

        My emotions are very intense. They are so intense that sometimes I don't even know how I should really feel. Pregnancy- especially for rookies like me are a very confusing and scary time where I am utterly lost no matter how much I read.

         I am in my seven weeks and these are the following symptoms:

1. I am constantly peeing. Holy Sh*t! It's embarrassing at the office because no one knows I'm pregnant yet and it just looks like I have a very bad diarrhea or something worse. I mean every half an hour my bladder starts to act up and remind me it's time to go.

2. Today was the first day of my morning sickness and boy do I love it! It is nothing like your usual vomiting. I felt like the bile were force exiting from my body and the immense pressure was terrifying. But thank god it was less than 30 seconds, I couldn't endure for more. During that 20-second ordeal, I didn't want my fiance but instead I longed for my mother's comfort. Definitely a mini enlightenment that mothers know best!

3.  My appetite has increased tremendously . Instead of my usual 3-meal a day, I find myself eating in the morning at 7am then noddles at 10am, rice and chicken around 12.45pm then oranges or apples (I mean it in plural, don't ask me how many) at 2pm, followed by tea and dinner by 7pm. I try and get to bed by 9pm and if I don't I'm starving! Like stomach grumbling, heart beating starvation, which I try to console with a glass of milk. I don't think it's advisable to eat too much at night and risk high blood sugar and pressure.

4. My sense of smell has heightened till the point I can't stand my own perfume. I guess I can't abide by Coco Chanel's rule of wearing perfume anymore but hey if it means less nausea, I'm willing to risk it.

5. Maternity clothing and bra shopping is not the same. I'm a shopaholic and if you know me I like to put a dent in my bank account. Unfortunately that does not apply to maternity wear. I was so bored and demotivated that it actually scared me. Maybe I should have done it online but I don't know the sizes and I don't know how big I will get so there is a lot of pressure to find the right outfits and in most cases the appropriate attire.

However, at the end of the day I'm constantly reminding myself that I'm creating a beautiful baby and this life-altering experience cannot be traded for anything, anywhere. I can't forget the look on my fiance's face when I told him I was pregnant. Initially he thought I was joking because we have had a few 'scares' before but here we are and there is nothing scary about this experience.