11 Weeks, Baby!

Glad to have drafted my entries whenever I feel like it. On most days, I write about my feelings in a physical diary and I hope the diligent streak in me will last throughout these 40 weeks. Hehe. So far, I’ve missed a few days of writing here and there, but it is always lovely to read how I was doing from the very first day Sadiq and I discovered about the existence of our angel.

Anyway, here’s my entry 5 weeks ago. My baby is now 4 months old as per yesterday. How surreal. I am officially into my second trimester! I really want time to slow down so that I will enjoy every millisecond of this beautiful journey… 🙂

Our tiny baby is 11 weeks old now – many thanks to the babycenter app I downloaded to keep track of what’s happening inside of me – and I just got a notification of how small (or big) our baby is now. Over just 4 centimetres long and looks like a fig now.

“He is already busy kicking and stretching. These tiny movements are so effortless they look like water ballet.”

It’ll be a long while till I get to finally feel our baby’s acrobatic moves and while I cannot wait to get to that stage, I am enjoying this pregnancy a lot. Taking things one step at a time. The occasional morning sickness comes and goes; on average, I would feel all wonky and funky once a week. I do not just do it in the toilet but anywhere feasible actually to puke if I am in public places.

Let’s just say I left a little piece of me behind Tanah Merah Station and Joo Chiat carpark. Ha ha, could not help it la. 😛

I’ve succumbed to bringing a plastic bag wherever I go now. Just in case. The thought that there is something to whip out when that familiar nausea kicks in strangely makes me feel all better sometimes. And oh, how can I forget, my trusty minyak kapak.

There was once where I woke up from a nap, felt hungry but nauseous at the same time and after a few spoonfuls of Ibu’s soup kambing, I felt the urge to throw up. Thank goodness I asked Sadiq to hand me a paper bag that was on the dining table (it’s as if it knew that its purpose was to hold my um, yeah) and just as I opened the bag, a merlion I transformed into. Eventually went to the toilet and believe it or not, after it was all done and over with, I resumed eating and even finished every bit of the bowl. Hahahaha. Strange how it seemed as though I did not vomit my guts out a few minutes ago. Even Sadiq was amused.

Speaking of my dear husband, I must say he has been nothing but wonderful to me. I usually fall asleep first (perhaps due to the pregnancy hormones or it could just be me the not-so-night owl) and when I wake up in the middle of the night to pee, I feel his hand on my tummy and it sure makes me smile. Yeah I know I know, could it be that his hand just happens to land on my tummy that night? Haha, alah give chance to me la to feeling feeling…

Next check up will be on 14 December, next Friday. I only pray that our baby is healthy and developing well in my womb. In shaa Allah, amin. 🙂


Hush Hush

2012 is an amazing, amazing year. Full of love, happiness, sweet surprises and everything nice. I loved 2012 and I know I’ll love 2013 as well. In shaa Allah. So here goes, the first backdated entry of my pregnancy! :’)

I have a little secret. A happy secret.

With all praises to Allah, I have a teeny weeny being growing inside of me now. It’s the 22 October today and if my Mathematics does not fail me, I should be 5 weeks pregnant. I have been smiling to myself lately since I got to know about it. Sadiq pats my tummy gently every now and then (it’s his way of saying hello, how adorable) and frequently asks me how big our baby is.

Right now, as I am typing this, it is probably the size of a sesame seed. Coincidental that I have been eating red bean buns the past few days and each time I see the sesame seeds, I chuckle to myself.

So… Let’s backtrack to THE day. I speculated that I would get my period around mid month or slightly earlier. My menstrual cycle is pretty consistent so as days passed by, I prayed a little more that my ‘down under’ would stay clean (hehe) so I was happy that it actually did! Until one night where it gave us mixed signals. Had very slight bleeding so I thought oh, not yet. Felt a little down but I knew that He knows best so I was pretty much okay after Sadiq also comforted me.

But but, the next day there was nothing as well. So strange because usually I would have some slight spotting on my first day. Did not use a pad the following day and that was a huge risk to take because my second day would usually be crazily heavy. But nope, nothing.

I remember all the what ifs going through my mind and when I broke the news to Sadiq, he insisted on getting a pregnancy kit that night. We were out late at night collecting something from a friend and most pharmacies were already closed by then. We actually stopped at a petrol kiosk and I went in first wanting to purchase it but I didn’t see any (and I really looked everywhere). Came back to the car with no kit in hand but Sadiq was not convinced, saying that he had seen it being sold at petrol kiosks before. He went in instead and ta-da! next thing I knew he came back with a kit.

Got home when it was about to midnight. Half of me thought we should postpone to tomorrow morning instead since who knows maybe my hormones are not all activated yet (haha) but my husband, who was probably much more excited than I was, urged me to do it that night itself.

So… While everyone else was asleep, we sneaked into the bathroom and did the thingamagic.

Two lines would indicate a positive result. A negative result would mean that there is only one line.

And we got ………….one and a half! Hahahaha. That was an errrrr moment there because I remember the both of us looking at each other with thought bubbles on our head, “Pregnant or not eh?” We read further and concluded that I most likely was since if I was not, there would be no half a line, etc. We could keep the kit as a momento (this part a bit funny because my pee kinda overshot and so my dearest husband nicely helped to clean that part :p) and so we did!

Decided to buy more kits the next day to double confirm but based on the results, we were definitely convinced that I had a little being growing in me. 😀

I remember how we hugged each other tightly that night. I remember squealing. Smiling so widely. I wanted to scream and shout for joy (but cannot la, if not everyone will wake up hehe). Truly blessed, the both of us. We did not have to wait long for this wonderful moment to happen and as much as we planned not to plan for a child, we know that we can only hope for this to happen. Definitely very grateful to be bestowed with such a precious gift by Him.

We have not told anyone yet about this, not even our parents because we wanted to go to a GP to further confirm the results. Might be going today so yeyyy who knows today might just be the day that we break the happy news to my family! Insya’Allah.