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29 September 2009 @ 10:36 am
21 July 2009 @ 03:50 pm
A couple of months ago, I finally bit the bullet and signed up for driving with a driving school. For work now, I'm currently doing a 4-day work week, so I do all my driving related things on my day off. After my lessons, practices and evaluations, I did my test last week and I passed! W00t!
Of course, by the time I realised that I should start booking my practical lessons, they were already booked up for the next month. So I will only start them in August. If all goes well and I pass on my first try, I hope to get my licence by the end of the year.
I've thought for a long time about getting my driving done. I'd planned to do it last year, but I got pregnant. So the plan got pushed to this year. The trigger that got me to sign up was cos A is changing jobs and he may not be driving to his new workplace. If the car is just going to be sitting around all day doing nothing, I might as well use it. And that's how I got started.
On a related note, I'm kinda glad that A is finally switching jobs, after 4 years of working irregular hours. It wasn't so bad when it was just us, but once Emma came along, having to cope on my own at nights can be challenging at times. Hopefully all this will change with his new job, which should have more regular office hours.
Of course, by the time I realised that I should start booking my practical lessons, they were already booked up for the next month. So I will only start them in August. If all goes well and I pass on my first try, I hope to get my licence by the end of the year.
I've thought for a long time about getting my driving done. I'd planned to do it last year, but I got pregnant. So the plan got pushed to this year. The trigger that got me to sign up was cos A is changing jobs and he may not be driving to his new workplace. If the car is just going to be sitting around all day doing nothing, I might as well use it. And that's how I got started.
On a related note, I'm kinda glad that A is finally switching jobs, after 4 years of working irregular hours. It wasn't so bad when it was just us, but once Emma came along, having to cope on my own at nights can be challenging at times. Hopefully all this will change with his new job, which should have more regular office hours.
26 April 2009 @ 07:59 pm
Just a couple of days ago, I realized that I have 3 weddings coming up and I have nothing to wear. Not only that, but the next wedding to come up is only 2 weeks away! With my deadline looming, I decided to drag both hubby and bubby out for a day of shopping.
With my new, er, motherly figure, I was definitely finding it hard to look for something which fit me but didn't age me by 10 years. I found one at Marks & Spencer's, but that was just a little bit auntie. And it wasn't that cheap either, at $160. So I decided to look at another label.
Coast has much nicer dresses, even for the plus-sized woman, but it's also darned expensive! The ones that I liked were more than $200! But I'm trying to justify that I might already have shoes to go with the dress, but will have to buy new shoes if I go with the M&S outfit, thus adding to the cost of the outfit.
Now all I need to do is to find those shoes, check that they haven't grown mould and that they still fit. If they are good to go then I'll get the Coast dress.
Oh dear, 2 bimbo posts in a row. I hope this doesn't mean I'm going soft.
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25 April 2009 @ 06:55 pm
Baked cookies today. Healthy cookies, with oatmeal and flaxseed. For strong and plentiful milk.
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I want to get a Coach bag. My second one, as a matter of fact. A got me my first one for my birthday this year. I never I'd be into branded bags, but after I got my first one, well, the feeling kinda grew on me. And so I became one of those women who is into bags. Well, at least I'm still not into shoes.
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I have been an American Idol for the last 5 years of so, but I'm really not into this year's contestants. I especially don't like Adam Lambert, who is this season's favourite. I quite like Anoop, Matt and Kris, but they're still not a big deal for me. It feels strange not to be totally into it this year.
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24 April 2009 @ 11:21 pm
It's been a rough time for me this past week. Days were spent rushing around at work. Nights were spent looking after Emma on my own and doing more work. I even broke down a couple of times. The main challenge for me is not just spending time with emma but that I've committed myself to exclusively breastfeeding her for at least a year or more. And that has been making it very hard for me to manage at work. It got to the point where I was crying last night and feeling like I'm going to have to choose between being in a job that I like and breastfeeding my child. And I'm ashamed to admit that I haven't been able to decide which I should choose.
I know that bf need not be an all or nothing scenario. Most babies grow up taking some or a lot of formula and my baby is probably going to be okay if we go down that path. But I'm not ready to do that yet. Which brings me to my next point. This was brought up by DL, who told me that as parents we need to be aware if we're doing something for ourselves or for our children. Is it for my own ego that I'm still stubbornly insisting in doing TBF? Honestly, I don't know.
So I'm now open to looking for a job. I still love my current job a lot, but I feel that I should at least try to see what's out there.
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19 April 2009 @ 08:09 pm
Tonight A leaves on a week long business trip to Italy, his first since we had Emma. I don't usually do well with these kinds of separations but I think I've gotten better at it over the years. At least there was no crying the last time he was away. And this time round I'll have my bubby to keep me company at night.
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17 April 2009 @ 04:57 pm
I didn't know this existed for the iPod touch (which I have); thought it was only for the iphone (which I don't have). Let's see how this will show up.
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06 January 2009 @ 04:47 pm
We had Emma's baptism last Sunday and it went very well. Managed to feed her before the ceremony and she didn't cry at all! She was a bit fussy at first when we put the baptism gown on her and passed her around for photo-taking, but calmed down after that and fell asleep right before we started.
I wasn't expecting it, but I was holding back tears during the ceremony. Felt so happy and proud and bursting to have my baby baptised. Felt like I was giving back to God this perfect little creature that he gave to me.
After the deed was done. A is holding her baptism cert and candle. Emma is wearing the baptism gown that my MIL bought 10 years ago when her first grandchild was baptised, and she is the third baby in the family to wear it.
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I wasn't expecting it, but I was holding back tears during the ceremony. Felt so happy and proud and bursting to have my baby baptised. Felt like I was giving back to God this perfect little creature that he gave to me.
After the deed was done. A is holding her baptism cert and candle. Emma is wearing the baptism gown that my MIL bought 10 years ago when her first grandchild was baptised, and she is the third baby in the family to wear it.
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03 January 2009 @ 06:30 pm
Just a quick one. My dear husband has started a blog of his own about his parenting experiences, so I thought I'd give it a plug here. Check out his blog at The Clueless Father.
02 January 2009 @ 01:35 pm
We brought Emma out for her first real excursion into the outside world yesterday, and I think that went very well! Well we did have a couple of short trips to church, but those were really short and only involved diaper changes and no feedings. So yesterday's outing, which had 1 diaper change and 2 feedings, was considered a big deal. And we were very happy when it turned out quite nicely.
We started out with Mass in the morning. By this time, I was feeling quite confident about nursing her and felt safe enough to consider nursing outside if necessary. So we popped her in the sling and went for Mass. Halfway through Mass, she started making hungry noises and faces, so I went out to nurse her. The problem of finding a place to nurse was easily solved because we'd parked pretty near the side doors (where we were seated), so I just went to the car and fed her there. She finished eating in 20 mins and I brought her back to the sanctuary. Mission accomplished; QED!
After Mass we went to Great World City for lunch. I was looking forward to having my first bite of sashimi after months of deprivation. Before we stepped into the restaurant, we went to the babycare room to get her diaper changed. I haven't seen many babycare rooms, but I'd like to bet that the one at GWC is one of the best. After all, it isn't called Baby Splendor for nothing! It was bright and clean, with 2 changing tables (each attached with its own hanging mobile to entertain your little one while he's being changed) and 2 nursing rooms. Amazing.
With her diaper changed, we proceeded to have lunch. I was really pleased to get to eat sashimi.( Check out my happy face )
</div>Towards the end of lunch, Emma was making hungry noises again. I hadn't really finished eating yet, so A offered to go check if she was having diaper issues. Nope, no such luck. She was definitely hungry. So I had to abandon the end of my bento set and set off for Baby Splendor again. Time for the baby to eat, now that the adults were done eating. This time, though, she ate for 30 mins. After about 20 minutes, I started willing her to finish eating. "Please don't have a marathon eating session now, baby. Not when we are outside, okay? Can try to finish eating quickly?" She didn't really listen to me and it took 30 mins before she popped off. Still, it was fairly fuss-free, so I counted that as another success. Woo hoo!
Here's to much fuss-free outings with Emma next time!( Click for pictures! )</div> </div>
We started out with Mass in the morning. By this time, I was feeling quite confident about nursing her and felt safe enough to consider nursing outside if necessary. So we popped her in the sling and went for Mass. Halfway through Mass, she started making hungry noises and faces, so I went out to nurse her. The problem of finding a place to nurse was easily solved because we'd parked pretty near the side doors (where we were seated), so I just went to the car and fed her there. She finished eating in 20 mins and I brought her back to the sanctuary. Mission accomplished; QED!
After Mass we went to Great World City for lunch. I was looking forward to having my first bite of sashimi after months of deprivation. Before we stepped into the restaurant, we went to the babycare room to get her diaper changed. I haven't seen many babycare rooms, but I'd like to bet that the one at GWC is one of the best. After all, it isn't called Baby Splendor for nothing! It was bright and clean, with 2 changing tables (each attached with its own hanging mobile to entertain your little one while he's being changed) and 2 nursing rooms. Amazing.
With her diaper changed, we proceeded to have lunch. I was really pleased to get to eat sashimi.( Check out my happy face )
</div>Towards the end of lunch, Emma was making hungry noises again. I hadn't really finished eating yet, so A offered to go check if she was having diaper issues. Nope, no such luck. She was definitely hungry. So I had to abandon the end of my bento set and set off for Baby Splendor again. Time for the baby to eat, now that the adults were done eating. This time, though, she ate for 30 mins. After about 20 minutes, I started willing her to finish eating. "Please don't have a marathon eating session now, baby. Not when we are outside, okay? Can try to finish eating quickly?" She didn't really listen to me and it took 30 mins before she popped off. Still, it was fairly fuss-free, so I counted that as another success. Woo hoo!
Here's to much fuss-free outings with Emma next time!( Click for pictures! )</div>
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pleasedCurrent Music: 明天你是否依然爱我 - 童安格
31 December 2008 @ 10:30 pm
Well, seeing as how it's the last day of 2008, I thought I would do one of these looking back type posts. (And also because I'm waiting for Emma to wake up for her next feed.)
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So that was my 2008. I'm looking forward to next year, now that we have Emma. I can't wait to see how cute she'll be once she starts walking and talking!
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So that was my 2008. I'm looking forward to next year, now that we have Emma. I can't wait to see how cute she'll be once she starts walking and talking!
Current Music: David Cook - The Time Of My Life (Bonus Track)
13 December 2008 @ 10:18 am
It's been almost two weeks since Emma was born and I'm glad to say that we've finally settled down a little. We had a lot of problems initially with breastfeeding, getting to a routine and working out how to do my confinement on our own. It also didn't help that I was recovering from the birth and all the many many stitches that I'd had. But I'm glad to say that we are much more settled now. I even managed to watch some TV last night! A goes back to work in two days and we're no longer so worried about me having to go it alone with my MIL.
For those of you who are interested, here is my birth story:
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My labour was quite long, about 16 hours from the time my water started leaking, but it was mostly quite uneventful. However, the last 2-3 hours were very difficult for me, with the shaking, vomitting and pushing. Even though I had wanted to deliver without pain relief, I'm glad I made the choice to take the epidural, because I don't think I would have survived this delivery without it.
Earlier this week, Kelly came by to our place to take some shots of Emma. I had seen her work on![[info]](http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif)
madmoneymonkey and decided to engage her for Emma. It was a pretty bad day for us when she came, because Emma was fussing a lot and I was having a hormonal meltdown, so she didn't manage to take that many shots. But the ones that she did take turned out quite nicely in the end, so it was okay. Here's a nice one of her:
For those of you who are interested, here is my birth story:
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My labour was quite long, about 16 hours from the time my water started leaking, but it was mostly quite uneventful. However, the last 2-3 hours were very difficult for me, with the shaking, vomitting and pushing. Even though I had wanted to deliver without pain relief, I'm glad I made the choice to take the epidural, because I don't think I would have survived this delivery without it.
Earlier this week, Kelly came by to our place to take some shots of Emma. I had seen her work on
madmoneymonkey and decided to engage her for Emma. It was a pretty bad day for us when she came, because Emma was fussing a lot and I was having a hormonal meltdown, so she didn't manage to take that many shots. But the ones that she did take turned out quite nicely in the end, so it was okay. Here's a nice one of her:Current Mood: 
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calm05 December 2008 @ 11:00 am
After a gruelling 16 hours of labour, Emma was born on Tuesday afternoon, 2 December. I was discharged yesterday afternoon and am doing my confinement at home now. Will post my birth story later. Meanwhile, here are some pictures:
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01 December 2008 @ 11:46 am
Obviously, I'm still here. Just a few days shy of my due date, and Emma's still happily growing in my belly. I've more or less come to terms with my labour not happening early. At my previous appointment, my gynae told me that she will want to induce me 4 days after my EDD, if I don't pop by then. 4 days after 4 December will be 8 December, which is a week from now. So, regardless of what happens, Emma will arrive in this world by next Monday.
When my doctor first mentioned induction, I was at 38 weeks. At that time, I was not keen at all on being induced. Being the pro-natural person that I am, I wanted nature to take its course. But a couple of things have happened in the last ten days. The first thing is that I still have not given birth yet, and I'm kinda getting tired of waiting. Also, I've developed the dreaded pregnancy rash (PUPPPS). Since the only cure for that is to have the baby delivered, I'm now decidedly more keen to have Emma out sooner than later, even if it's by induction.
One thing that I have learnt in the last two weeks of leave is that there are things that are simply beyond your control. I know, it sounds like a pretty obvious thing to say, but I'll have to admit that I'm somewhat of a control freak. Both at work and at home, I like to be in control of things, to make sure that they turn out a certain way. (Although, over the last year of married life, living with my husband and MIL has definitely whittled down some of my controlling nature.) Sitting around and waiting for things to happen while watching my carefully laid plans go awry is really something that I find great difficulty doing. Yet that is exactly what I've been doing for the last two weeks. And this has been a real lesson for me, in learning how to let go.
When my doctor first mentioned induction, I was at 38 weeks. At that time, I was not keen at all on being induced. Being the pro-natural person that I am, I wanted nature to take its course. But a couple of things have happened in the last ten days. The first thing is that I still have not given birth yet, and I'm kinda getting tired of waiting. Also, I've developed the dreaded pregnancy rash (PUPPPS). Since the only cure for that is to have the baby delivered, I'm now decidedly more keen to have Emma out sooner than later, even if it's by induction.
One thing that I have learnt in the last two weeks of leave is that there are things that are simply beyond your control. I know, it sounds like a pretty obvious thing to say, but I'll have to admit that I'm somewhat of a control freak. Both at work and at home, I like to be in control of things, to make sure that they turn out a certain way. (Although, over the last year of married life, living with my husband and MIL has definitely whittled down some of my controlling nature.) Sitting around and waiting for things to happen while watching my carefully laid plans go awry is really something that I find great difficulty doing. Yet that is exactly what I've been doing for the last two weeks. And this has been a real lesson for me, in learning how to let go.
Current Mood: calm
calmCurrent Music: Billy Joel - Scenes From An Italian Restaurant
25 November 2008 @ 10:11 am
I'm still here. So much for all my gynae's predictions about me giving birth early and all that. When I went to her for my 38W visit last Wednesday, I was still only 1cm dilated. Then she told me that she would be going on leave from today till the end of this week. Which means that if I go into labour during this time, I will be under the care of some unknown doctor that I haven't met before. Very unideal. So from last Wednesday till yesterday, I was totally stressing about going into labour. I was really hoping to deliver soon, but, obviously, it hasn't happened at all.
For some reason, I've been really really stressing over going into labour. Maybe it was because of the 'deadline' of my gynae going on leave. Maybe it's because I made the decision to go on maternity leave early (at 37 weeks) and am now regretting that decision because I find that I'm just sitting at home waiting and waiting and wasting my leave away. Maybe it's because I'm so so tired of being pregnant and putting up with all the discomforts of pregnancy. And maybe it's also because so many of my friends and colleagues keep asking me - by SMS, on MSN, on facebook, on the phone - whether I've given birth yet, and I still don't have a different answer for them.
Yesterday was a bad day for me. I had a minor hormonal meltdown at home. I got pretty tired of staying at home doing nothing, because I'm alone most of the time. Also, with all the swelling and water retention in my hands and ankles, movement is very restricted for me. I've developed carpal tunnel syndrome in my wrists because of the water retention. So can't do much with my hands. And I can't stand much either, because that will cause my ankles to swell. And of course my back aches, so can't sit for long. Can't even do my stretching exercises to relieve my backache, because those involve getting on my hands and knees, which makes my wrists hurt. And when I talk about going out, I keep getting precautionary warnings from A or my mum, telling me not to go out, better to stay at home, etc etc. Which was well and good in the first week of leave, but which really sucks to hear now because I'm just going mad with boredom and monotony. So it all came to a head yesterday and I just cried and cried the whole day. I thought of calling my mum, but I also didn't want her to worry. So I made the usual stupid depressive decision of holing up at home instead.
Anyway, now that the 'deadline' for giving birth has passed, I'm trying to accept that labour will start in its own time. We've been praying a lot about the labour process, that it will happen at the right time, that it will happen without complication, that we will get clear signs on when it's time to go to the hospital. So I just need to have faith that all this is happening for a reason, and that I will go into labour at the appointed time. As they say, there is a time for everything. So this is just my time for waiting. I just need to get better at it, is all.
For some reason, I've been really really stressing over going into labour. Maybe it was because of the 'deadline' of my gynae going on leave. Maybe it's because I made the decision to go on maternity leave early (at 37 weeks) and am now regretting that decision because I find that I'm just sitting at home waiting and waiting and wasting my leave away. Maybe it's because I'm so so tired of being pregnant and putting up with all the discomforts of pregnancy. And maybe it's also because so many of my friends and colleagues keep asking me - by SMS, on MSN, on facebook, on the phone - whether I've given birth yet, and I still don't have a different answer for them.
Yesterday was a bad day for me. I had a minor hormonal meltdown at home. I got pretty tired of staying at home doing nothing, because I'm alone most of the time. Also, with all the swelling and water retention in my hands and ankles, movement is very restricted for me. I've developed carpal tunnel syndrome in my wrists because of the water retention. So can't do much with my hands. And I can't stand much either, because that will cause my ankles to swell. And of course my back aches, so can't sit for long. Can't even do my stretching exercises to relieve my backache, because those involve getting on my hands and knees, which makes my wrists hurt. And when I talk about going out, I keep getting precautionary warnings from A or my mum, telling me not to go out, better to stay at home, etc etc. Which was well and good in the first week of leave, but which really sucks to hear now because I'm just going mad with boredom and monotony. So it all came to a head yesterday and I just cried and cried the whole day. I thought of calling my mum, but I also didn't want her to worry. So I made the usual stupid depressive decision of holing up at home instead.
Anyway, now that the 'deadline' for giving birth has passed, I'm trying to accept that labour will start in its own time. We've been praying a lot about the labour process, that it will happen at the right time, that it will happen without complication, that we will get clear signs on when it's time to go to the hospital. So I just need to have faith that all this is happening for a reason, and that I will go into labour at the appointed time. As they say, there is a time for everything. So this is just my time for waiting. I just need to get better at it, is all.
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14 November 2008 @ 04:34 pm
I had my gynae visit yesterday and, based on my pre-labour signs and her examination of me, she thinks I could deliver in the next ten days! That is very soon. She also said that she wants me to go into the labour ward once my contractions are 15 mins apart (over a span of 2 hours), rather than wait till my waters break. This is because she thinks I'm at a small risk for umbilical cord prolapse, which is when my cord falls out before the delivery. So she wants me to already by in hospital by the time my waters break. She even said that if I'm sufficiently dilated by my next visit on Wednesday, she'll admit me.
I'm actually hoping that I will be admitted on Wednesday. It will save me having to time my contractions and figure out when I need to go to the hospital. I haven't been able to accurately tell how long a contraction lasts; but everyone tells me that I will know when real contractions kick in. Still, my plan was to wait until waters break before heading for the labour ward. Now that I can't do that, I'm afraid that I won't know when real labour begins and I won't go to the hospital early enough. So if I can just go in on Wednesday, under my gynae's advice, that would be best.
A and I are now gearing up for Wednesday as D-Day. In less than a week's time, we could be holding our daughter in our arms! Just thinking about it makes me excited. I'm a little scared about labour, but I've been praying for a smooth delivery, so I have faith that everything will go well.
Tonight, I'm going for wine and cheese with my colleagues. Except that they will all drink wine while I drink orange juice or something. We did that last week and it was a ton of fun. As they remind me, these are my last days of freedom, so I should enjoy them while I can. I'm really looking forward to tonight. It's nice to have colleagues whom I can really count as friends.
I'm actually hoping that I will be admitted on Wednesday. It will save me having to time my contractions and figure out when I need to go to the hospital. I haven't been able to accurately tell how long a contraction lasts; but everyone tells me that I will know when real contractions kick in. Still, my plan was to wait until waters break before heading for the labour ward. Now that I can't do that, I'm afraid that I won't know when real labour begins and I won't go to the hospital early enough. So if I can just go in on Wednesday, under my gynae's advice, that would be best.
A and I are now gearing up for Wednesday as D-Day. In less than a week's time, we could be holding our daughter in our arms! Just thinking about it makes me excited. I'm a little scared about labour, but I've been praying for a smooth delivery, so I have faith that everything will go well.
Tonight, I'm going for wine and cheese with my colleagues. Except that they will all drink wine while I drink orange juice or something. We did that last week and it was a ton of fun. As they remind me, these are my last days of freedom, so I should enjoy them while I can. I'm really looking forward to tonight. It's nice to have colleagues whom I can really count as friends.
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excited08 November 2008 @ 11:16 pm
Two days ago, I went to my gynae for my 36-week check-up. I did my CTG and registered 3 irregular contractions in 20 mins. Also, Emma is already partially engaged. My gynae thinks that I might deliver sometime in the following week (~1.5 weeks from today), which is sometime in my 37th week. Which is actually just nice for me because I'm planning to stop work by the end of next week.
But I've been feeling distinctly different today compared to the last couple of days. I'm feeling my BH contractions more now. They are either coming more frequently or are now more intense. I never really noticed them before. In fact, even during the CTG, I didn't notice the contractions which were registering on the scan. But I'm noticing them today. Also, I do feel more pressure in my pelvic floor. I think these are signs of pre-labour? I'd read though that these could last for days or weeks.
I have at least 3 more days of real work next week - have client presentations on Tuesday and Wednesday. After that will be my 37W gynae appointment. I hope that my pre-labour doesn't develop too much over the next few days. Hopefully when I next see my gynae on Thursday, she will be able to assess and give me a sense of how long more it will be before I deliver.
Okay, now that I've written it out, it feels kind of soon. What if I give birth next week?! I hope Emma stays in till at least Thursday, so that I can complete the work that I need to do and see my doctor again. Fingers crossed. Anytime now!
But I've been feeling distinctly different today compared to the last couple of days. I'm feeling my BH contractions more now. They are either coming more frequently or are now more intense. I never really noticed them before. In fact, even during the CTG, I didn't notice the contractions which were registering on the scan. But I'm noticing them today. Also, I do feel more pressure in my pelvic floor. I think these are signs of pre-labour? I'd read though that these could last for days or weeks.
I have at least 3 more days of real work next week - have client presentations on Tuesday and Wednesday. After that will be my 37W gynae appointment. I hope that my pre-labour doesn't develop too much over the next few days. Hopefully when I next see my gynae on Thursday, she will be able to assess and give me a sense of how long more it will be before I deliver.
Okay, now that I've written it out, it feels kind of soon. What if I give birth next week?! I hope Emma stays in till at least Thursday, so that I can complete the work that I need to do and see my doctor again. Fingers crossed. Anytime now!
Current Mood: anticipatory
13 October 2008 @ 08:07 pm
I've been on the sgfreecycle yahoogroups for a while and the first few transactions that I'd made were painless and fuss-free. A couple of them were by postage and two were by meet-up, and all of them were pleasant. Then I had two encounters recently that were really annoying. So annoying that it made me regret being nice to my freecyclers.
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Why are people so annoying? Why don't they have any manners? Especially when I'm giving stuff to them. Granted, these aren't fantastically expensive items or anything, but it's still something they get for nothing. The least they should do is to ask nicely for the item and to show up at the agreed time. I think I'm really too nice to my freecyclers, to allow them to change time slots. Next time, when I post an offer, I won't give in so easily to funny requests to change meet-up times. Grr.
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Why are people so annoying? Why don't they have any manners? Especially when I'm giving stuff to them. Granted, these aren't fantastically expensive items or anything, but it's still something they get for nothing. The least they should do is to ask nicely for the item and to show up at the agreed time. I think I'm really too nice to my freecyclers, to allow them to change time slots. Next time, when I post an offer, I won't give in so easily to funny requests to change meet-up times. Grr.
30 September 2008 @ 10:19 pm
A few days ago, I woke up to really swollen feet. I've had my feet swelling before a couple of times, but those were at the end of the day, after a lot of walking. Swelling in the morning was something new for me. It so happened that I was due for a gynae visit that day, so when I was there, I mentioned the swelling to her. She seemed a little concerned; partly also because I'd put on 4kg in 4 weeks, which is much too much for me to be putting on. So she ordered yet another test for me, to test for pre-eclampsia. That was 4 days ago and I haven't heard from her since. I hope that means good news.
On the other hand, though, my water-retaining feet are just getting more and more swollen. It's difficult to walk and, when I touch my feet, I can hardly feel anything. I really hate it that I now have no ankles. Although, as DL says, some people have to live with that all their lives.
Speaking of pre-eclampsia, though, I didn't tell my mum that I got tested for it. She gets a little too worried at times, and then projects her worry onto me in a way that irritates me. Even though I know she is just showing her concern for me, it's still annoying when she gets all freaked out. Because that's when she'll start telling me to change my lifestyle, work less, go out less, try some new supplement (but, of course, not before asking my gynae if it's safe for me to take it), and on and on. And her memory isn't so good nowadays, so she forgets when I've already decided not to take on a particular course of action that she's recommended. So she will tell me about it again, and I'll have to say no again.
All this is tough for me because I love my mum very much. When she isn't being paranoid, freaking out or recommending me ways in which I can improve my life, we actually do get along very well. And this adds to my frustration, because I know I shouldn't be annoyed with her even though I am. Oh well.
Tomorrow's a public holiday! I'm really looking forward to that - a whole day of not having anything serious to do. Most excellent.
On the other hand, though, my water-retaining feet are just getting more and more swollen. It's difficult to walk and, when I touch my feet, I can hardly feel anything. I really hate it that I now have no ankles. Although, as DL says, some people have to live with that all their lives.
Speaking of pre-eclampsia, though, I didn't tell my mum that I got tested for it. She gets a little too worried at times, and then projects her worry onto me in a way that irritates me. Even though I know she is just showing her concern for me, it's still annoying when she gets all freaked out. Because that's when she'll start telling me to change my lifestyle, work less, go out less, try some new supplement (but, of course, not before asking my gynae if it's safe for me to take it), and on and on. And her memory isn't so good nowadays, so she forgets when I've already decided not to take on a particular course of action that she's recommended. So she will tell me about it again, and I'll have to say no again.
All this is tough for me because I love my mum very much. When she isn't being paranoid, freaking out or recommending me ways in which I can improve my life, we actually do get along very well. And this adds to my frustration, because I know I shouldn't be annoyed with her even though I am. Oh well.
Tomorrow's a public holiday! I'm really looking forward to that - a whole day of not having anything serious to do. Most excellent.
Current Mood: swollen
02 September 2008 @ 06:02 pm
At my last visit to my gynae, there was a trace of sugar in my urine, so she had me scheduled for a glucose tolerance test (GTT), to test for gestational diabetes. I really wanted to pass my test, so I've been watching my diet a little in the days leading up to today, when I took my test. I didn't go on some extreme diet or anything, just tried cutting down on the sweet stuff; like no finishing up that extra half mooncake in the fridge.
So I had my test today. ( It was long and boring... ) And that was the end of it. 2 hours of my life, together with some bodily fluids. Now, all I have to do is wait and see if my gynae will call me. The lab would have gotten the results an hour after my last sample, so my doctor should have it by now. She said that if I don't hear from her, it means good news. It's now been more than 5 hours since my test and I haven't had a phone call yet. So I hope this means good news, but I will wait till the end of the week first. If I still don't hear from her by then, I'll officially declare myself as having passed my GTT.
I've been on leave the last couple of days. Had a really busy season at work the last few weeks, so needed a break. My boss was really nice and did give me some time off here and there, but I wanted some time for myself to do what I want to do. So I decided to just take leave instead. I spent yesterday with my mum. We went out with my mum in the afternoon to buy maternity clothes (I'm rapidly growing out of the ones that I bought earlier!) and had dinner together. Today, after my glucose test in the morning, I had lunch with my parents. Then I came home and whiled the afternoon away doing random housework things, some reading and some computer-ing. Not too bad. Feel nice and rested now.
In baby news, we have officially decided on a name for our baby daughter - Emma. We kinda went through a few names and tested them out by using them and talking to my tummy. Emma was the one that we felt the most right in using, so Emma it is. :)
At my 26-week visit with my gynae, she said that Emma is likely to come out early. My EDD is 4 December, but I might pop as early as mid-November, which is when I hit 37 weeks. Mid-November is really soon! We are in September already! Once I heard that from my gynae, I realised that we really need to finish up our baby preparation soon. I will also need to start talking to my boss about maternity leave. Many things to think about.
On Sunday, we went to Baby Kingdom & Baby Hypermart at Kaki Bukit to look at cots. Since it was after choir practice, S and J came along with us. They're our closest friends from church and S is going to be Emma's godma, so we thought it would be nice to ask them along for the baby shopping. To our surprise, they actually turned out to be much more excited about baby stuff than we'd thought they would. They bought us a playmat and a Bumbo seat+tray. A and I were quite touched to see them so eager to share in our joy and excitement.
Speaking of baby things, I think we've bought most of our stuff already. The last outstanding things are a chest of drawers/changing table and some bfeeding stuff (pump and accessories). I also need to get some things for confinement (herbs for bathing, dry shampoo and some other herbs for making herbal soup), but I think my mum will get those for me. Other than buying things, we will also need to get the nursery decorated. We bought some wall decals, so will put those up once all the furniture in the room is finalised.
So that's what's been up with me so far. Wow, this has been a long update. I'm off to go eat dinner now.
So I had my test today. ( It was long and boring... ) And that was the end of it. 2 hours of my life, together with some bodily fluids. Now, all I have to do is wait and see if my gynae will call me. The lab would have gotten the results an hour after my last sample, so my doctor should have it by now. She said that if I don't hear from her, it means good news. It's now been more than 5 hours since my test and I haven't had a phone call yet. So I hope this means good news, but I will wait till the end of the week first. If I still don't hear from her by then, I'll officially declare myself as having passed my GTT.
I've been on leave the last couple of days. Had a really busy season at work the last few weeks, so needed a break. My boss was really nice and did give me some time off here and there, but I wanted some time for myself to do what I want to do. So I decided to just take leave instead. I spent yesterday with my mum. We went out with my mum in the afternoon to buy maternity clothes (I'm rapidly growing out of the ones that I bought earlier!) and had dinner together. Today, after my glucose test in the morning, I had lunch with my parents. Then I came home and whiled the afternoon away doing random housework things, some reading and some computer-ing. Not too bad. Feel nice and rested now.
In baby news, we have officially decided on a name for our baby daughter - Emma. We kinda went through a few names and tested them out by using them and talking to my tummy. Emma was the one that we felt the most right in using, so Emma it is. :)
At my 26-week visit with my gynae, she said that Emma is likely to come out early. My EDD is 4 December, but I might pop as early as mid-November, which is when I hit 37 weeks. Mid-November is really soon! We are in September already! Once I heard that from my gynae, I realised that we really need to finish up our baby preparation soon. I will also need to start talking to my boss about maternity leave. Many things to think about.
On Sunday, we went to Baby Kingdom & Baby Hypermart at Kaki Bukit to look at cots. Since it was after choir practice, S and J came along with us. They're our closest friends from church and S is going to be Emma's godma, so we thought it would be nice to ask them along for the baby shopping. To our surprise, they actually turned out to be much more excited about baby stuff than we'd thought they would. They bought us a playmat and a Bumbo seat+tray. A and I were quite touched to see them so eager to share in our joy and excitement.
Speaking of baby things, I think we've bought most of our stuff already. The last outstanding things are a chest of drawers/changing table and some bfeeding stuff (pump and accessories). I also need to get some things for confinement (herbs for bathing, dry shampoo and some other herbs for making herbal soup), but I think my mum will get those for me. Other than buying things, we will also need to get the nursery decorated. We bought some wall decals, so will put those up once all the furniture in the room is finalised.
So that's what's been up with me so far. Wow, this has been a long update. I'm off to go eat dinner now.