Uncle Josh

So my bro, looks at me, and says seriously "You are going to have lots of pain in the hospital, lots and lots of pain" .. at this point I look at him scared (he's 7), and was totally creeped out. Then he turns to me "but just think bout me, mommy and the baby ... think positive, that's what I do"

Now how could I look at that face and be weirded out.

Other baby news: I'm getting bigger and on the emotional side, much more introspective.

That's all for today: back's hurting.

Enjoy this pick of me and Uncle Josh

Preparedness and tears

First Trimester: "Pregnancy is seriously overrated" (with angry, real angry look on face .. pissed the hell off)

Second Trimester: "OMG, I love being pregnant" (with big silly grin on face .. happy as what)

Third trimester: (Well we go see, lol)

Not much happening these past few days, just that I'm so tired. I'm napping, sleeping like somebody dose me. Went shopping yesterday. Hospital bag almost complete .. just need two sexy nightie, and some baby stuff. Children expensive oui, but the clothes so CUTE. Only bought the essentials tho, I ain't going crazy with it. I refuse to spoil him/her before birth .. after is another case.

Some people might say its early but being the girl guide I am and always will be, these words stick "Be Prepared". Better I get them now and put down. Also a lesson I learned from my grandmother. I so miss that woman (she alive, just far from me). She always have a hospital 'grip' under she bed, packed with nighties, bedding, underwear, toiletries etc, even though she never sick, lol.

One thing I kinda hate bout this pregnancy is my emotional fragility. I cry for anything! It's pathetic. I was locked out the apartment yesterday (forgot my keys). Had to sit outside for an HOUR before mommy and Josh got home. Took a while for me to realise that there's wet salty stuff coming out of my eyes. If you see me cry like a baby, plopped down in front the door. Anything brings tears to my eyes. CRAZY. I'm not a crier on the reg tho .. I'm like Sizzla: pure "dry cry"

All for now. Treating the kiddie to some soca, lol.

Mimi

Week 15

So since I confuse a whole set ah people the last time with this 'she' business, I'll use 'he' this rounds.

All yuh chile doin good good. Think he might be an olympic swimmer or bolt's record breaker or maybe a party animal like someone I've known for 24.7 years. Anyway, movements in me skin. At least we can now rest assured that he won't be lazy like this same person I've known for 24.7 years.

So I not writing more .. pikcha time!!! Hope y'all enjoy!

She's moving!!!

Felt her move today. I mean there've been little flutters but no doubt the little madam is making her presence known now. Feels so good .. my baby is real ... I fall in love each day ...

Got my hair done, so I look fly. Gotta represent for the lil bugger. Can't believe I'll be a "mooma", LOL. I wonder what I want her to call me ... I was thinking something cute like "Mimi". Suits me huh?

Really anticipating the next time I see Mary (the midwife) and OMG, the next ultrasound. I love that thing!! Whoever invented it loved me from long. Wonder if they sell mini ones for home use .. I'd be bugging that kid everyday.

And for those of you who felt my pain re: zebra stripes, I found a solution - Cocoa butter for stretch marks ... goodbye stripes!!! Sayonara bitches. LOL

Til another,

Mimi

Zebra Stripes

OMG ....

OH

MY

GOD

I found a stretch mark today, and not those "ok" ones that kinda blend in with your skin (you know, those that are a little lighter than you are?) ... No, it just had to be a big black one that looks like huge worms are crawling under my skin. I never knew this happened so early.

Why me???

The free breast augmentation, I can handle. The booty lift, can handle that too. The "kill em wit it" hips .. sure no prob ... but stretch marks ... oh no. Not me ... Looks like I have varicose veins on my waist.

So I'm off to the mall now, no more skylarking ... but look at me trouble. Palmer's Cocoa Butter ... here I come!!!!!!!!!!!!

Update

So, end of week 14 ... can't believe things are proceeding so quickly. When the doc (mad man Hussein) told me til March, I thought he must be mad ... March is so far away. Anyway, I'm glad this thing isn't dragging out, and with every day I'm getting more excited, comfortable and growing more in love with this kid (don't lambase me, all yuh know what I mean - 'child').

Since I just started writing, I should update you guys about the goings-ons of the past few months and add a few pointers to those of you who plan to be/end up in (through no fault of yours - I mean, who knew sex could change your life like this) my situation.

Months 1-3

The thought that mainly occupied my mind was how overrated pregnancy is. Hollywood, books, T.V. _ not Christopher Columbus_ are some damn blasted liars. You do not glow right away, it's not all peachy. During this time, the toilet bowl is your best friend and food, your arch-nemesis. I spent this time being mad at all the people who have made pregnancy look glamourous ... plus I had beef with other people close to me. So picture me, overdosing on hormones, pissed off, nauseated and irritable (well, more than usual).

I didn't like this kid initially, and might tell him/her that one day, you know for humility's sake (can't let them know I'm totally crazy over them). I wanted him/her out, it was a dark dark time. All I wanted to do was crawl into a cave, or run away to fiji (there's a gorgeous resort over there, and the water BLUE) ... either would be better than staying here and letting this kid takeover. So happy that stage is over.

I'm tired now. So Ciao for now .. I'll be back tomorrow or later kinda liking this thing. :)

Oh hope you guys like the a pic of the tum-tums ...