Starting Engine...

(TMI Warning Ahead!!)



Guess what? Even though I'm really small-chested (somewhat "improved" after pregnancy) I've started producing drips of colostrum yesterday!

What's probably more amusing is that when I told my husband he went "stop squeezing it all out now!!!"

Telepathic baby?

After lunching at a shopping mall today, I was going to head straight back home when suddenly a niggle prompted me to go browse the shelves of the in-store bookshop instead.

"Oh alright, just a quick browse..." I thought, since that I've always found that particular bookshop lacking in variety. All school reference books and stationery and nothing else, so to speak.

So imagine my surprise when I saw a copy of Dr. Spock's Baby and Child Care! For one thing, I thought the series was discontinued. For another thing, I never expected this particular bookshop to stock anything useful (I hope the outlet manager doesn't read this – or do I hope (s)he is? )!

Hmm. Did my baby know about it and urged me to go upstairs so that I'd save some money to get this pocket edition (cheaper) of a classic instead of other books instead?

Beached Whale Alert

Note to self:

Never lie flat on your back, however tempting the idea may be.

Especially when you know there's no one around to give you hand to get up (or even roll-over!).

A lifesaver blog in the early days

Early on in my pregnancy, I thought I was going nuts because I couldn't stand white rice and had a really windy stomach – with gastric on top of that. My husband bundled me off to the doctor, only to have her throwing me out of her consulting room.

Yeah I thought I was weird. My mom never had stomach problems during both her pregnancies, just the vomiting. My mom-in-law is an even luckier soul, she didn't have any morning sickness for all her three kids!

So I thought I was really weird. Till I came across of nine months... and beyond. I'm not alone in my quirks! Her posts were really reassuring to read in those early days.

22 weeks

This is how I look like now, 22 weeks into my first pregnancy:


Yes, I've got oily skin. With spots. And my bump is kinda pointy (don't ask me how to tell a pointy pregnant bump from a rounded one; I'm told that mine is kinda pointy). And yeees I know quite a few people who're going "I toooold you it's gonna be a booooy!"

Well, the truth is: we don't know yet. And I don't think we're going to know for sure until the birth – my husband wants it to be a surprise, despite my mom-in-law's asking everytime we visit her.

What, another blog?

And you're not even posting regularly on the other blog!

Yeah, well. Just in case I get the urge to blog about fluffy stuff. You know, especially about the baby, and all. And fluffy stuff just doesn't go with the other blog.

Just imagine... baby talk? Whosum ooglum cutesy baby-booo?

...

Nope, definitely not on the other blog. So here we are then!