Friday, April 30, 2010

Exam dreads.

I'm suffering from exam dreads at the moment, where I'm dreading exams (duh.)
I just got my exam timetable yesterday.
Accounting on 11 June, and Marketing on 22 June.
Many days apart means more days to catch up with my studies.
First paper is one day before my birthday, and second paper is one day before my baby sister's birthday.
Hah! talk about coincidence.
I'm dreading the exams, but for now, I need to think about upcoming assignments due over the next month.
This little one isn't cooperating though.
Baby and I took a walk along the lake a couple of days ago, and I was telling him that I wish I could fast forward to December, skip the whole pregnant part and get a healthy happy baby.
But, it's a sacrifice I'll make and if I end up failing these 2 units and have to retake them again later on, then so be it.

My boobs seem to still be growing, even though it is already a D cup. It actually doesn't really look like a D cup, but I'm not about to go doubt a bra salesperson who is trained in taking these measurements.
And husband seems to think they are pretty incredible.
To the point where he comes into the shower after I'm done and when I'm just about to put on my bra, and gawk. See but no touch, but he gawks at them.
I would come home from work and take off my thick winter jacket, and he would go "woah" with eyes and jaws wide open.
Men. tsk tsk.

Indigestion and bloatedness, coupled with all-day nausea and sickness is taking its toll.
I'm constantly hungry and if I don't eat, I just wanna throw up.
But when I do eat, the smallest portions and amounts make me feel full to the max and bloated.
So I stop, and the cycle continues in less than half an hour.

Going to bed at night is a chore for many reasons.
Boobs get in the way of a comfortable position,
Neither side nor back sleeping seems right,
I've already got existing lower back problems, and it's getting worse especially when I finally lie down in bed at night,
Going to bed less than 3 hours after dinner sucks big time when you are bloated and feeling sick,
Thirsty, but can't drink much water cos I'll end up going to the toilet a million times a night.
All that and more.

Husband is the loveliest, because he gives me a back massage almost every night to make sure I'm less uncomfortable. And he makes sure I have plenty of space to toss and turn, and never complains when I disturb his sleep. So he's being wonderful and I couldn't have asked for more. Makes me wonder how other women who are pregnant deal with having absent partners... i.e. constantly out and not home, etc.

BUT.
What makes it all better, is when I dream of you, my little one.
I dream of you making it safely into this world, growing strong, and learning how to walk and talk.
In all my dreams, you are a little boy. The most gorgeous little boy.
Are the dreams a premonition?
Are you indeed my little boy?
Well, either way, we will love you till the end of time.
And either way, we know you will be gorgeous in our eyes always, no matter what.
Sometimes in my dreams, someone takes you away from me and I cry.
The pain is so real that I wake up sobbing.
I will fight with every ounce of my life to keep you safe with me, and no one will EVER EVER take you away from us if we had a choice.
I promise you that now.

We are eagerly anticipating the next time we get to see the little one, which is hopefully this coming Thursday, at our first OB appointment. Baby A should no longer just be a little blob and we are praying to be able to see that he/she is healthy and growing well. I will update then :)

I can totally foresee that husband will make the bestest daddy to our babies and just thinking about it makes my heart sing.


Hey there little one,
make sure you grow nice and big, so mummy and daddy can get a good look at you next Thursday ok?
you probably can't hear anything yet, but I'm sure when you start hearing things, daddy talking to you through my belly button will make you laugh :)
we would love to hear or see you laugh in time to come...
one little thing to ask of you little one, be nice to mummy please?
i promise to be the best mummy in the world if you make me feel more human again :)

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