Little Things Here and There

My pregnancy symptoms have flared up since 2 weeks ago. When I say "flare up", however, it's in comparison with how I had been feeling during the first 6 weeks of pregnancy. When I read or hear about what some women went through, I'm reminded that mine are really not worth complaining about and I'm thankful for that.

I feel worst late afternoon/evening. I had to change my coordinator hours to the morning, so I can actually get some work done. Feeling worst in the evening means that your dad often comes home to a dark house with no food on the table and finds me either asleep or moaning and groaning in bed. When he's telling me about his day, sometimes it's hard for him to tell if the gagging sound I make is really due to discomfort or my disagreement to his view. Lucky for me, your dad is not the kind of person who easily takes things personally.

What's worse than "evening sickness" is the occasional headaches I get. I don't want to take any painkillers 'cause I think you're too young to have any, so I try to "ride it out". I think I've managed it pretty well so far (though you dad might tell a different story). The sinus headache I had two days ago was the worst I've had so far. It kept me up all night and lasted most of the next morning, and it made me gag more often.

Despite all these unpleasant symptoms, dad and I try to do things with one another and be active when we have time. You dad tried to take me hiking, but my energy ran out soon after we walked across the big park near our house. We tried to go to the Silk Road Exhibition in town but were put off by the sheer amount of people and the variety of techniques they employed to cut in line. Though your dad shielded me with his body, I still had my hands in front of my belly the whole time 'cause I was sure some little kid or a mean old lady was going to elbow me right in the gut.

I tried to get your dad to go into a baby store with me (No... we were not looking to buy another baby. We wanted to see what we'll need to buy for you). I've learned from different websites and books the essential nursery items, but I want to actually see the variety and maybe touch to see how they feel. I also want to add it up to see how much it'll cost, just to have an idea. Well... your dad in the baby store was about as intrigued as I am in a computer shop. Then to defend his obvious disinterest, he used the same excuse that I always use when I could care less about what I'm looking at in a store, "I don't shop. I hunt. I know what I need or want. I go in, get it, and get out," and he added, "I don't browse like women do." That same afternoon, I watched with a huge smirk on my face as your dad played with almost everything on every floor in a 3-story electronic store.

Your dad said you could wear rice bags but you'll have the most state-of-the-art electronic gadgets that any baby would want.

Don't worry. We've got another 8 months.

Oops... you dad just corrected me... we've got another SEVEN months.