First Wardrobe Casualty

Why are weddings always held when I am pregnant? I missed at least 4 weddings when I had Eddie. This year, I have only one wedding invitation whereby I have been invited to assume the role of emcee for a dear friend's wedding this November. The appointment was already done last year.

I have even bought 2 dresses just for this occassion, before I got pregnant of course. When I found out I was pregnant, I was quite gutted by the fact that I will not be able to parade in my beautiful LBD. It is so gorgeous.

Rather than to waste it completely, at a close friend's birthday celebration recently, I insisted that she imposed dress code on everyone; black tie of course. She complied out of amusement, knowing full well of my LBD situation. I did not care on that night if I looked more overdressed than most of the restaurant patrons. I was only so happy that I could prance about in my dress.

This may sound almost obsessive, but in the first few weeks of my pregnancy I would try on the dress from time to time, just to see if there was any chance I could wear it 4 months down the line. The first 9 weeks looked very bright as I did not put on any weight at all.

Unfortunately today at almost 12 weeks, I could not zip up past my chest. Off the dress to the store room wardrobe upstairs to be accompanied by mothballs.

Joy of Pregnancy is still Elusive

1. Still retching up tummy content every other day
2. Trip upstairs result in breathlessness, bearing in mind I'm only in my first trimester
   
3. Night sleep is accompanied by at least 3 trips to the loo
4. Not a single foot reflex shop would do my feet (my regular down the road has closed down), and please don't leave comments telling me that I'm not supposed to
5. And it's just been confirmed that confinement lady charges DOUBLE, not even 50% more. The logical decision is to hire 2 of them, but most of them wouldn't work with anyone else. Not surprised, the law of economics applies since there is more demand than supply.
6. Oh c***! Was googling for suitable photo to accompany this post. Have you seen women pregnant with twins? I've been told they're huge, but they are REALLY HUGE!!!!!! Kesan-kesan tegang yang tidak mungkin pudar. Sob sob.
   

Caught up!

Last 2 weeks had me worried as one was about 20% smaller than the other. After all, about 20% of twin pregnancy end up with only a singleton by the end of the first trimester. Size does matter to determine survival.
Today's check-up revealed that both are of the same size and they have got their individual placentas which is a very good thing. They are also most likely to be fraternal twins i.e. from 2 eggs and lets stay tuned for the gender in couple of months time.

Breaking Up is Hard to Do

The last time I was pregnant with Eddie, I had an excellent ob-gy (A). Things went pear shaped when I decided to have Eddie back in my hometown. Of course, I did not break the news to the ob-gy until towards the end as I did not want his service level be affected by my infidelity.

During my last visit to see him 3 weeks before I was due, I decided to tell him my plans. Sig.Ot did not even accompany me to see him! He told me that I should be the one breaking up with ob-gy. Men are hopeless.

This time round when I got pregnant, I decided to use a different ob-gy (B). After all my plan is to have the baby back in my hometown again. I only need an okay ob-gy for the usual checkup to ensure that baby is fine.

However since I found out I am carrying double, I shamelessly went running back to my ex ob-gy. After all, he is the best in town.

Now I have to call up ob-gy (B) to cancel my appointment. The guilt in me usually comes up with a lame excuse such as I won't be in town and I will reschedule when I come back. Sig.Ot reminds me that I don't have to give any reason why.

Oh and the worst part is at some point, I will have to break up with ob-gy (A), AGAIN!!!

The Sickness that is Not Going Away

I feel so bored of being sick. I am sick from the moment I wake up until I go to bed. To make things worse, I cannot spend as much time with Eddie as I used to because I feel sick.

The sight and smell of food make it worse, the only thing that I could slurp down is assam laksa which is a very very rare find in Singapore.

I went to a restaurant called Grandma's which hired an ex-chef of Madam Kwan's in KL. The food they served on menu are very similar with modification to the names. For example, the nasi bojari is called nasi bukhari. I ate assam laksa which was OKAY. Nothing beats the real penang laksa right?

Yesterday I went to Old Town to have their assam laksa. I just had to ignore the sardine slices they put as garnish on the bed of sliced timun. I mean come on, how stupid is that? Any assam laksa enthusiasts would know that using sardine is cheating, so why on earth would you highlight the fact by using sardine as garnish???

For now who cares? Beggars can't be choosers. Until I brave the kitchen again and cook it myself, I shall not complain.

Roll with it

I thought twins should only happen to people like Angelina Jolie.

I still cannot understand why I am pregnant with twins.

I do not fall under any of the categories which make you more likely to have twins:-

a. African
b. Over 35 years old
c. Consumption of fertility drugs
d. Undergoing IVF
e. Family with history of twins

This is what I call a random throw of nature's dice.

The Unexpectedness

I always look forward to my ob-gy appointments! I love looking at the scans. But this time round, I was also a little bit worried as I have been ill the whole of last weekend. I came down with fever and very bad sorethroat. Luckily after countless mugs of warm drink of honey + lemon slices, the sorethroat went away without manifesting into cold or cough. In a perverse way, I do hope that I did catch H1N1 and survived with milder symptoms. That way, my body would have now developed some form of immunity towards it.

I went to see my new ob-gy today. My appointment was at 3.50pm and when I arrived there, there were at least 6 more patients already waiting there. Sigh.. she was one of the more common specialists who have got loads of patients crammed into her appointment book. (My previous ob-gy at Thomson was the best. I never had to wait more than 5 minutes for my appointment, every time!)

Almost an hour later, my name was called. My appointment this time round was to check for the baby's heartbeat. Off I went to the bed, cold KY on my belly and ob-gy could not see anything. Apparently full bladder was essential.

So another scanner was called for, the more uncomfortable type. By that time I was a little bit worried because the dot may have disappeared! So the doc did her thing, and the nurse pointed at the screen. Doc did a double take then she went "oh." Come on, that got me bloody worried! And she said, "You are carrying twins!"

Me? I burst into tears.