Sunday, October 29, 2006

64.9kg

And still counting down....

The apparent 'ligament expansion' pains can be unbearably annoying. Can bearly turn at nights without much grimacing and getting out of bed to attend to fussy wakers (my Belle has taken to night wakes again...molars breaking? Bad dreams from over-activity? I really dunno.) is extremely painful.

I not only look like a whale, I feel like one outta water.

Now the comments I draw are along the lines of "You due anytime now huh? (chuckle chuckle)"

Wonder about the chuckles though. Does looking pained really draw such mirth? Where's the empathy, the sympathy?

How about some "You poor thing. I wish you a painless delivery like right tonight."

How fat does one gotta grow before it's time. Man.

Sunday, October 22, 2006

Am 63 kg

Could it be gas?
Or just nerves?

Been telling the doc I eat well.
Think pepperoni pizza doesn't exactly fit the bill.

Said I was 139 lbs as of Thursday.
In my lingo, that's about anytime now.

Maybe it's just a bad stomach.
I could never tell.
I still can't.

Always, though, it wakes me at the sleepiest hour.
Keeps me guessing for an hour or so.

Husband always acts the same.
"Er......so.....wassup...what....now? you sure? " is what I get each and every time.

First time round, he asked for another 5 minutes in bed.
I obliged.
Coz of course I wasn't sure.

I mean, hell, how can you be sure?
Then the pain hits mega proportions - by which time I'm no longer talking.
So better get him ready now then when I stop talking.

Of course I'm not sure.

Second time round, he took a shower.
Then grumbled when he got out coz I still wasn't sure.

This time, he took a shower at 4am.
He's now fast asleep.

It could really just be gas.
It felt like gas the last 2 times.

Typing seems to ease the gas.
Maybe soon I can go back to bed and sleep the gas off.

It's 35 weeks though.
Apparently, too early.

It's 5 am in the morning.
My sleepiest hour...

Saturday, October 21, 2006

From the lips of babes

"Why do girls have so much meat and boys, just a little?"
When asked what he meant by "meat" exactly, he replied, "That thing that dinosaurs eat, mommy, MEAT." (emphasis made like I'm daft)
So of course I ask (ahem undefensively) if he thought I had "so much" meat?
"No, mommy (chuckle chuckle), you're just having a baby....that's all (charming smile)" patting my belly fondly.
Aaaaahhhh. The pleasures of raising the perfect gentleman.

"Uh-oh....MOMMY! Mommy's spoon is on FIRE!"
is what my Belle exclaimed this morning when she saw my teaspoon in my steaming cuppa. That was a sure waker-upper. And yes, it sure looked like it was hot hot hot!

Tuesday, October 17, 2006

Transfers

My parents have returned home and so we're alone again...and kinda lonesome since they've been with us and really helped us out for months and the kids really miss them. Tell-tale signs:_

My Belle, "Gwamma, take aeroplane, fly far far away....gwampa, take aeroplane, fly far far away...gwampa, naughty, go far away home...." but she doesn't exactly know where "home" is and when pressed, she answers, "hmmmm...Helsinki?" coz that's the only faraway place she knows coz daddy goes there to work quite often. You shoulda heard her cry when they walked through the departure gates - "awww! gwamma, gwampa, come too!" (translated "I wanna go with you!") Swear it would have made any grown man howl too.

My Man, "Will they (g'ma and g'pa) come back again soon?" When asked what he meant by 'soon', he replied, "Hmm, in 5 weeks?" (his favourite number now is 5). And when I tell him matter of factly that it's really ok coz por-por (my mom-in-law - who prefers to be called por por) is here now, he replies, "Is this my last chance?" like after por por leaves, he's stuck with the devil and the deep blue sea :) Yes, dear, so enjoy it whilst it lasts!

Tuesday, October 03, 2006

62 kg

... is freakin' heavy and 63's usually when I pop. I feel it's almost time. I have 3 different EDDs to contend with.18th, 23rd and 25th Nov.The joy (pain) of having 3 different doctors check you out.Place your bets now.
My Belle's very conversational these days. "Who farted?" held the prize for the loudest refrain thus far. NEVER take your kids out to the mall on a gassy day. Sure beats the hell outta stage fright. Yeah, think I turned 2 shades whiter. Yet, regardless of pallor, until someone actually provided her with an answer, she wasn't gonna let up - with every repeated refrain raised a decibel. "Mommy did." I finally hissed at her. She replied, "Awful. Icky." I ought to be bursting with irrepressible pride at this mastery of language but I felt more ostrich-like than peacock.
My Man's the same way.
I thought perhaps the gentle, persuasive, sympathy, empathy way would sway him, ya know, "Hon, you'd hurt her feelings. That's not nice to say out loud. She's old and may be upset."Futile.
He looked at her in wonderment....I thought he was digesting every morsel of what I'd said...learning emphathy with every line I muttered....hell no. Loud as a trumpet just as she approached the bench for her towel right next to him he bellows, "But she IS SOOOO BIG, SOOO FFAAT. [emphasis all his] LOOK mommy, she can't even walk, mommy, LOOOK!"
I just blanked out.
Just zonked out.
Just glazed my eyes over and pretended I was dead but somehow sitting upright next to this monster of a loud-hailer.
I had nothing to say.
If only I coulda run. 62 kgs is too heavy to run. I'd start, then slip and fall....but maybe that would have deflected the embarassment. Saved the situation. Why dint I start to run...

Monday, October 02, 2006

Pumpkin month

Frolicking with pumpkins.
Halloween's round the corner and so's my Belle's birthday.
Kiddy birthday parties get so complicated these days.
However, am biting the bullet this time and making it happen just for her with games, theme cake, goody bags and of course....gulp....a house full of wild kiddies....
and there'll be one for him too when end November's here.
Crossing my fingers I don't burn out!