20 February 2011
At 21 weeks
Eating better and moving swifter, I'm totally thankful that the morning sickness doesn't stay around to see me through. Really feel for those preggos who'd have to endure the thing throughout, God please bless the mothers!!
Since when I started loving anything smooth and creamy : ice-cream, custard, cheese, Japanese curry... yum. And even meats, eggs, things that weren't in my idea of food chain. Bear sometimes watched with disbelief, 'You're sure you really like that?' It's amazing how a 21 weeks old at 358 grams is capable of reforming some 35 years of stinking fussy appetite. :P
While waiting to meet the gynae yesterday, Breadcrumbs was busy thumping away to my crazy throbbing. I was both excited about seeing my luv, and nervous about the gender thing, argh I think the whole room could hear my heartbeat.
And I'm not sure if we were kept waiting too long, it was the first time I saw the fella having a break instead of the regular gymnastics. 'Everything's great. ' said doc, 'Let's find out the gender!'
There is this cross stitch project I started on when I found out I'm pregnant. It's a motif having a baby asleep in a cot that should be sewed in the dominating color. And since Breadcrumbs had the family jewels baring out like that, doc revealed that I should go ahead and have the cot sewed in baby blue.
We were a little... stupefied. But it didn't last long when Breadcrumbs awoke with his hungry protests, so the family rushed off for a day of celebration and intent shopping!