So. It’s been way too long but I think I have a pretty darn good excuse.
After my last blog post, I discovered I was pregnant. Yup, I came home with ‘Bali belly’ and was super surprised to find out at about 6-8 weeks after our trip.
What was my pregnancy journey like?
I loved every single minute of being pregnant.
Ok. I lie.
Maybe not every single minute.
I really missed drinking and being able to jump around like a hyper maniac – I actually still could have but the size of my belly told me take a chill pill in case I accidentally hurt myself and baby – my belly was kinda big.
Oh and the only time I felt sick was during the first trimester – being in the shower made me dry retch the most and also inhaling clean, fresh air made me want to vom each time I stepped out of the office for lunch.
Apart from that, everything was fine and dandy.
Ah and my cravings. I had a tube of Vegemite and a cylinder of plain crackers in my office drawer that I would scoff each morning much to my colleagues disgust – they didn’t know I was preggers until I announced it on the 3 month mark.
And then came the cravings for nasi lemak and roti canai at least once a week for the rest of my pregnancy.
Oh wait. I forgot about my lower back and pain in my wrists. But hey, I guess it’s true what they say, once the baby comes you forget about all the pain you went through.
And yep, I got the normal questions and my fortune told without asking like,
“Are you expecting twins?”
“No, are you sure? You’re massive”
“There must be two in there. Or three”
None of these bothered me much.. Although, the most cringeworthy time was when a drunk 60 year old woman sat next to me poolside (during our babymoon in Hawaii) and kept shouting that I mount my husband right after our baby comes out so we can get it over and done with; by having a second one right away. Bless her drunken soul. Thank God it started raining so I could make an exit!
I sorta miss being pregnant.
Yeah no. I take that back 😉