My Feet Are Gone!!!!

You don't realize how much pregnancy alters things until it's altrered everything about your body..... A tummy which was flat n soft becomes round and itchy... You belly button pops rigt out, your boobs start showing internal circuitry, your feet become like sausages but other people have to tell you this because you CANT see you feet under that hemisphere which used to be ur tummy and everywhere I go I see people wowing and goosing at the tummy but as happy I am to be pregnant my body is doing a 360 and I don't know if anyone else feels this but I freaked out!!!!! Not helpful either is that with the new football addition I found it impossible to sleep no matter how many pillows I used on either side... Bruce went sailing again and the magnitude of being preganant and alone hit me like a truck...we were supposed to b sailing together....:( But it's not all bad.... The baby moves n I feel it going round in my tummy pushing against by ribs, my diaphragm and mostly just squishing my bladder... Sometimes I think I might set up base in the loo... There's only so many time that you can walk in and out of the bathroom... I read about kegels and freaked out because the book said I should have been doing them for sometime now to make the delivery easier...so I ended up doing them every five minutes... Made me pee more than ever.. Which is all the time.. But the kicking!!!! It's soooo good.. Yes the ultrasounds were lovely but this, this is just a direct cnversation between me n the baby.... I know when it's awake n when it's asleep... N sometimes when I'm on a bumpy road the baby revolts at being jolted out of it's sleep by giving me sharp jabs.... Ok n my skin and hair are all soft n gooey for the first time hahahahah!! Baby was changing things in a big way but maybe somethings would get better??

The World Goes On

So here's a little background..... Before I got pregnant and the inevitable derogate -cute, before I got married and hatefully respectable I was a party freak... That is to say that I was a drinker, a smoker, a club hopper, a boyfriend picker up n dropper.... And then I met a man, at a party... But this guy was sooooo different from all his predecessors in that he was totally and completely sane.... Somene who thought, felt and let the doors of his life open for me... So when he asked me to marry him, to home and meet his family I kinda fell out of my chair and straight into this marriage... I was still the party person I used to be...fresh out of college and thinking I'd a little time to spare frikking it out with my 'husband' .... That's when the bomb dropped.... N the stick told me, 'up your's!!!' n somehow the nausea turned out to be a blessing in disguise.... I dropped my partying ways like hot potato.... The first few months were great I started to think as the novelty of my big news wore off and suddenly everyone was back to the life that I thought I'd been happy to leave behind and I was where I was, pregnant, belly out and mostly all alone.... My husband Bruce as I call him is a sailor and was keen on getting some downtime before ge went back to work and though it made sense I was selfish enough to want more.... I dulled like a child that mine was the only life that had changed(I know.... What did I expect?) Another visit to the gynec loomed and the mood in camp preggers was dark and gloomy.... I can tell you that it got seriously worse when I realized how much weight I'd gained... But then it wad time for the ultrasound and as always as soon as the probe caught hold of my lil one's heart beating harder than ever I found myself again... Somewhere the technician was telling me the baby was about 7inches long and perfectly normal... What's perfectly normal to a mother I ask you.... There is a baby and it's getting bigger jet listening to your heartbeat and drinking up all that good juice from you and waving it's little hands and feet around.... It's telling you... Hold on ... I need a little more time n then I'll be in your arms and the word can move forward, backward or upside down but I'll be your baby and you will be my mother and that is all we need for now, isn't it? So the next day I waddled out to a mall, bought myself a 'what yo expect..', a pair of bigger jeans and a tiny little pink new born romper suit...( everyone said it was bad luck but I did it anyway) and somehow everything was right with the world again... I was never gonna be lonely again..... :)

Baby Bump!!!!

Now let's be completely honest here.... Ever since I came to to terms with my pregnancy there was one thing I wanted more than anything.... The baby bump... It's hard to explain but somehow that bulge between the hips became an obsession for me and I spent much time standing sideways looking at the mirror.... So when it did appeared.... Was I happy... !!!!! I was in my. Fifth month by the time and was being paraded around as the mother to by the family.... One of these days we went to a temple.... Close to home. It happened to be an auspicious day andghe temple was packed choc-a-bloc with people.... After we prayed we turned to the long line of people waiting for the tamarind rice being distributed by which time I was feeling a little woozy... Five minutes later was seen falling flat on my face and much awaited baby bump....a dip in m b.p. causing me to pass out Turned out the baby was fine, splashing around in a sac full of amniotic fluids.... But that my friends is the story of how I smashed four teeth in one night..... Hahahhah!!

Puke, Breathe, Puke Puke!!!!

Morning sickness my a&$!!! Try all day all night every frikking second barfing!!! You know how when you hear about these thing you think they can't possibly be that bad.... Well turns out it worse!!!! Now me I'm a foodie...like eats anything, anywhere and anytime foodie and have been skinny most of my life(how that changed!!!) so you can only imagine my chargin when I couldn't stand the smell of sautéed onions.... Which is you know only the most delicious aroma!!!! But now, pika-marathon..... N one day when I started liking up water and couldn't sit up anymore, anxious daddy and daddy to be practically carried me to the gynecologist... Now the things about doctors.... See most people don't go to a doctor when they are feeling on top of their game.... A patient is most often distressed, scared and craapping in their pants..sometimes literally..haha!!!! So it would be nice if the doctor could please-with-a-cherry on top, be kind.... But noooooooo.... This is what I was told practically sliding off my chair and thinking how long it would take to run to the loo incase of the hurl attack... Doc says, "this is normal,just keep eating, this is normal, sometimes it might go on for the entire period of your pregnancy" .... I had just enough energy to choke out, "are you frikking kidding me?" ....let's just say the look I got sent me back to my school days spent in the principal's office.... But someone up there took pity on me and I stopped hurling just as my first trimester came to a close!!!! Turns out there are worse things!!!! Lol.....

Trans vaginal whhhaaatt again???

There is something godess-like about a pregnant woman...someone said to me.... And then I went for my first appointment with the gynecologist we picked after much discussion..... And here's how it went... "when was your last period?", "is this a planned pregnancy?", "No? You were using birth control?", "No?....uh..okay?", "so I'm writing out a scan, TVS, please get it done and come back" Ok so I know they don't hand out flowers to newly pregnant women but why do I get the feeling I've done something illegal? sniff.. Ushered into the ultrasound room and I guess I should have panicked when the male technician left and the nurse pulled the curtain across and said..."remove pant!!" .... Okaaayyy but she dint even buy me dinner... I meekly ask..."what for" She says smiling like I'm a two year old.... " ma'am trans vaginal scan....means from inside" ..."gulp!! I dint sign up for this" The next thing I know is that this curling iron shaped probe is covered by a condom and jelly and shoved right up.... Honestly I could have cried.... A teensy bit of my dignity is restored by a sheet covering up the injustice... N the technician comes back in to push the probe around... Yes more humiliation... He refuses to make eye contact even... Just as I'm giving up on anything being sacred anymore, he cranks up the speakers... "lug-dub-lug-dub-lug-dub........!!!!'" I hear it at the most frantic pace... Like a horse galloping heard through a wall of water... The montintor is turned so that I can see it and he points to a tiny bean shaped thing.. Sooosoooooooo tiny... He says "thats the foetus..... I'd say about 6 weeks" looks normal.... I was hooked and not to mention crying my eyes out..... In that one moment, that first time that you hear a heart beating frantically you realize that it's nothing short of the most beatiful magic.... That bean is your baby!!! Part of you forever.... N your heart is never yours ever again....

Dum dum duuuuuuuumm!!!

#1 A pregnancy test kit.... A tiny pink box with a little stick and a dropper packed innocently inside... But just as I sat down to take that ominous leak, I realized that no matter what a woman feels about babies, motherhood or being knocked up, no woman could have ever looked at this innocent test strip with a calm heart... You know how sometimes you see the accident happen before ur car actually hits the bike drivers backside because he couldn't or wouldn't decide wether to go left right or in fact straight ahead n then ur on a slope on neutral singing a song... N then whammmmmm!! Okaaaay maybe u haven't had that exact amazing experience but you get what I mean..... So when I missed my period for the first time since well forever, one month into my blissful newly-married life, I knew. It says a lot about human nature that inspire of knowing, those two pink lines made me jump, cry and get ten different kinds of anxiety attacks.... #2 Breaking the news.... Now wording it right is important..so how DOES one tell a man that he's about to have a sqealing infant in his life in 9 months or less?? (I delayed breaking the news by a week) after cooking up a storm and sitting through a full F1 race I said 'sooooo... Guess what I'm pregnant!!' The response is an open mouthed stare which asks me 'howwww is that possible??'... You know.. Because the two nights that we woke up for no reason to have unprotected sex while I was ovulating could not have had ANYTHING to do with it.... #3 LET'S TELL THE FAMILY!! After the inevitable 'are you sure?' answer 'it's a little too late to be asking now, isn't it?' comes 'okay, do you want to tell my mom?' answer 'uh-huh okay, maybe tomorrow' Tell the folks and deal with partial hearing loss as you find your tiny dry voice lose itself among shrieks....!!! Someone feeds me a spoonful of sugar so I dont have To talk for a minute... Turns out I don't have to talk at all.... Everyone has plans for you and 'the baaabbbiiieee!!' and that is how it began!!!