Food for thought from TheHuey

by Yun,

38th week. Time is ticking. Every night before I go to bed, I’m wondering if tomorrow is the day. Yoyo, that’s her name. When are you ready to meet your parents?

My leave started about two weeks ago. 8 months. Such a long time. I’m tired. Tired from having to get up early everyday. Tired from a full schedule. Tired from walking around with a big belly. Tired generally, especially towards the last few weeks. Now with all the work load gone, I’m at ease. Spent the first week getting ready for the nursery. Crib, mattress, bedding, dresser, changing pad, stroller, car seat…the list goes on and on. Never realized that such a little tiny person needs so many things. And imagine! That’s just the beginning. We painted her room pink, light blue on the ceiling and highlighted with lavender crown molding. She better be a girl. (Ultrasound is never 100% sure about girls).

2006 is a busy year. Quite a few friends and coworkers became proud parents. Reading their blogs and looking at their baby pictures are my big enjoyment. One of my coworkers used to take his cell phone out around 5pm everyday and announced that it was time to look at the cutest kid ever. haha…… btw, his son is very very cute, with really big eyes.

Except for being heavy; having to wobble and stay away from coffee and coke; not being able to sleep well and exercise regularly; pregnancy itself was not too bad when I think about it. People are always very nice to you. Known or unknown, people asked me about my due date or boy/girl. They talked about their own kids and experiences. Recommended baby products to me. My team all took good care of me, although from time to time they teased me “not to piss off the pregnant woman”. Most of my cravings got satisifed. No need to worry about weight (overweighted anyway). Have excuses for not doing certain things. Get away with mood swings. Best chance to do shopping on behalf of baby and motherhood and so on so forth.

Couple of my friends told me to enjoy the last stage of the pregnancy, as it is such an unique experience and honestly will be our last few free days. However, I’m really anxious. Cannot wait to meet this little tiny person kicking and stretching so hard inside me (doing that right at this minute). Maybe I’ll be regretting that thought soon. But that’s later. I’m not worrying about it now.