Breathing is tough

Hi I am back!! I will be 18 weeks come tomorrow. It has been tiring carrying my little one in my tummy.

I don't remember if I mentioned but last weekend I got a call from my doctor when I was having my Macs that my haemoglobin was at abnormal levels and that I am anaemic. I would like to believe that I am mildly anaemic because she didn't ask me to come in to collect extra iron supplements. She just told me to have my liver three times a week and try to eat red dates.

Oh well, I just found out that my friend was also anaemic. So I guess it is true that it is a normal thing for us Pregnant mummies to be anaemic. However, this past week I have been having a hard time breathing. My chest has been very tight and I have problem even doing staircases. It's no joke. I am really not too sure how this anaemic condition and asthmatic condition I have is affecting my health.

I know the Lord is very kind to me and I am grateful. God has been good and I would love to exalt His name. I know He will bless me with the best child in the world like what most parents hope for!!

In any case, I think it should be time I go seek medical treatment. No choice since I am suffering so badly. I hope not be warded but I am not sure how this is affecting my health. And I have to take care of my friends coming in from Korea!! So much things to do with so little energy. How I wish life was much simpler.

Anyway just a side note, my friend NC is getting married to his beloved in two weeks. And I have to attend a musical on his wedding dinner date!! Oh wells...hopefully I'll be up to it for the event!

P.S. No one offered me a seat today!! Haha...

A quiet day at office

It's just me in office today because one of my colleagues went for an interview and the other two are on leave. I am not doing much here myself because I don't want to stress myself up and I am trying not to call anyone in case I have to pick up the phone.

These few days haven't been simple. I have been breathing badly and I the best part is, I can't go see the doctor because I can't leave people around in office alone. I don't know how my colleague has the heart to do this to me but I have come to terms that everyone in this world is selfish.

Everyone just cares about themselves and no one really bothers about each other unless absolutely necessary. But I have been counting my blessings. People still give up seats for me and I am thankful.

As we prepare for the little one, there are going to be a lot of changes I am sure. Need to hang in there to make sure we are all supporting one another. I love my dear tremendously. I hope that the days ahead will be a lot quieter for me so that I can find rest.

Weary

Running a company is no joke. I grow tired very easily and I just need to rest. I try to not think about work when I reach home.

Sometimes I find it marvellous that some people can detach themselves from their work when they reach their homes. I find it to be a challenge and it seems difficult to not reflect on the day's happening.

And not only that, I have a little one growing in me. I hope all my complex thoughts do not transcend to him. I try not to think so that I won't grow a strand of white hair and I don want to worry about anything else but my growing family.

I don't know how people with four children can don work and just wait around for a job. I find it difficult. The road has been challenging but God has been gracious. I hear about how D has so much on her plate at Cell group and yet she still serves the Lord. What are my problems compared to her's?

Guess I am just feeling melancholic nowadays. But yeah, I can still count my blessings. I have a lovely husband and a beautiful family and not much to worry about a roof over my head and food on my plate. I should learn to be contented.

The guessing game is over....

Hi there....I collected guesses from close friends and majority guessed the gender of the baby correctly.

Yesterday, I went to the doctor's to confirm the gender of the baby. We waited for nearly 3 hours because I was early. Outside of the doctor's room...I kept turning to KC to ask him...so what do you think...boy or gal...boy or gal...and obviously he sort of guessed the correct answer too...keke...

Anyway some were disappointed but most were happy because a lot of my family members were hoping for their correct guesses...haha...But before I reveal the results of the check up...let me add to say that before I had gone to the gynae, I had gone to see the respiratory doctor. My respiratory doctor said I was still tight in the chest area and prescribed me a nasal spray.

Today, I have been feeling very very tired. I am not too sure why. But I am so tired that I suffered from a headache again and decided to eat a couple of paracetamol pills. Thank God that helped relieved my pain but I am still feeling very very weary.

I told KC I needed to go home and just nap it out later. Really tired from the work and I guess just not up to it. Not feeling too good and I can feel when I am tired...my lungs are tightened again.

Anyway, just wanted to keep anyone from reading my blog in suspense....So the verdict is...The baby is a ....(Drum rolls please)...Its a boy!!!

Thank God for a healthy baby...May the baby be smart, healthy and fillial. Most importantly, must be successful next time and have a good heart!

Officially 16 weeks old

Baby is officially 16 weeks old in the tummy from the day of baby's conception. Every day as I feel my tummy, I can't help but think how little baby will change our lives.

I have had got mixed reviews from experienced parents. I just spoke to J yesterday and he mentioned that life revolved only around his little one and nothing else. He sounded miserable and he said that he only wanted to have one if not he wouldn't have a life!

Then I have my beloved friend who just migrated to Aussie telling me that the end result is always the most joyous thing. With the addition of Baby E...Their family has a stronger bond and both couple have learnt to appreciate each other more.

Hmm...I guess I would only know when baby shows up in my arms...However, what I feel now is, the misery of the pregnancy is just pure torture. I don't feel myself...I feel all messed up inside with occasional pukish feeling and followed by persistent headaches.

Thank God today has been pretty ok with mild headaches and no sense of puking. I have so far managed to keep my food in. My intake has increased a little which I guess it a good thing. I hope I am able to shed whatever excess when baby finally shows up.

For now, I just thank God every day of my life as He reminds me with Joshua 10:25 Do not be afraid; do not be discouraged. Be strong and courageous.

May this verse bless the many out there who is feeling discouraged at this moment!

Counting down to another week

Amazingly, it's going to be another month and I'll get to see the little one on the screen again!! Yes yes...one more week and we get to feast our eyes on the progress that our little one has made. This day would also be the day we confirm the gender of the little one.

KC is very excited!! He keeps saying he can't waitsand I just love the joy that shows on his face. I am excited too...But am just so worn that these days I get a bit expressionless.

Over the weekend, I gave my hands a good exercise. They are aching all over because I played Wii for hours over. It was a crazy time of fun and family time. The best part is we managed to clear the hurdle of the run of ravind rabbids.

We just had so much fun and family time. Anyway I forgot to add in an entry on roti prata...Yups, the day I had roti prata for lunch, I became a waterfall. Its no joke!!! I realised I am so sensitive to milk, curry and whatever that has diary products.

Today I am trying soya bean and I don't already feel well. I hope I won't puke again. I used to wish I could puke so that I feel better but I realised this puking sensation doesn't really take away the pain or the uncomfortable feeling.

Anyway...back to work. Have tons to clear....Will write again.