I must also complaint about the frequent trip to the bathroom. Too often, in fact, I think I can just sit on the throne and pee all day long till I get thin, I can too! Well okay, maybe that’s a blatant exaggeration. Of course, not the whole day through, I will have in-between episodes of vomiting too. The vomiting is so much worse this time, my record is four times a day now.
I dont like to shower or brush my teeth. I dont like to comb my hair. I just cant be bothered with how i look. I know that i look amess.I cant remember when was the last time I cleanse, tone or moisturize my face. I haven’t applied lipsticks for God knows how long too. And the shape of my body (or rather, the shapelessness of my body) is at that point where it is too early for maternity clothes yet too expanded for my usual clothes. Nothing fits anymore!
I am just so queasy and tired all the time. My Tiga is also beginning to act up, maybe because she knows her time as the baby of the family is running short. AT one point she was crying over nothing and wailed that since she was crying, surely she must still be the baby and not the one in her mummy's tummy. Poor kid. I just hope that it is just a phase and she will outgrow it. I also pray that i am granted the patience and understanding towards her.
Monday, April 25, 2011
Monday, April 4, 2011
Week 7+
Have I ever been this sick before? I don’t think so. For previous pregnancies, I remember the night (or rather, after office hours) to be the onset of the morning sickness. Yamtuan would be so jealous of work, because I would be fine at work. The moment I reached home, or the moment I saw him (whichever first, hahaha) I would be flat with nauseousness. I practically just vegetate in the bedroom. Work seemed to get the best of me. Family got the worst. Why? I dunno, it was certainly not intentional.
This time around, morning sickness started earlier. Around lunch time. Bad. The last three pregnancies, I actually vomited maybe 4 to 5 times a week. Now, twice a day. To help combat nausea, I have to constantly eat. Snacks and fruits don’t seem to work. It seems I need carbo. And so you will see how carbo have accumulated on my face and around my waist and on the hips. I am so SO fat! And it is not baby fat either. Sigh….
So now, on the way home from work, I would have my face in a plastic bag, throwing up and the stench from what meals I just had would be so overpowering that more throwing up is induced. Terrible.
Oh, I should also describe that heightened sense of smell. Someone would be standing at the door to my office and I would know that she uses Hazeline Snow or Syura or Follow Me or what have you. Sun would be in the doorway and my nostrils would be so invaded with his smell – bitter! And Dot and Tiga are just plain masam.
‘Nak kiss’ my kids would be pleading from the door.
‘No, go away, I will kiss you in the morning’, I will tell them.
And later Yamtuan told me, the kids huddled together over their Buku Kesihatan trying to find out what germs, what malady could have afflicted their mother.
I am sorry kids, but really, give me a few more weeks.
According to the text book, morning sickness lasts only during the first trimester, anywhere between Week 4 to Week 14. It is not abnormal to have it throughout pregnancy as well, everyday for 38 weeks (siah palehhhhhh - that's an euivalent of 'touch wood' in N9-speak).
7 more weeks to go.
This time around, morning sickness started earlier. Around lunch time. Bad. The last three pregnancies, I actually vomited maybe 4 to 5 times a week. Now, twice a day. To help combat nausea, I have to constantly eat. Snacks and fruits don’t seem to work. It seems I need carbo. And so you will see how carbo have accumulated on my face and around my waist and on the hips. I am so SO fat! And it is not baby fat either. Sigh….
So now, on the way home from work, I would have my face in a plastic bag, throwing up and the stench from what meals I just had would be so overpowering that more throwing up is induced. Terrible.
Oh, I should also describe that heightened sense of smell. Someone would be standing at the door to my office and I would know that she uses Hazeline Snow or Syura or Follow Me or what have you. Sun would be in the doorway and my nostrils would be so invaded with his smell – bitter! And Dot and Tiga are just plain masam.
‘Nak kiss’ my kids would be pleading from the door.
‘No, go away, I will kiss you in the morning’, I will tell them.
And later Yamtuan told me, the kids huddled together over their Buku Kesihatan trying to find out what germs, what malady could have afflicted their mother.
I am sorry kids, but really, give me a few more weeks.
According to the text book, morning sickness lasts only during the first trimester, anywhere between Week 4 to Week 14. It is not abnormal to have it throughout pregnancy as well, everyday for 38 weeks (siah palehhhhhh - that's an euivalent of 'touch wood' in N9-speak).
7 more weeks to go.
Week 7
Once the shock is gone, the immediate depression (when thinking of the soon-to-be-gone-waistline, and the soon-to-be-arriving- morning-sickness) well contained, I told myself that I might as well enjoy the pregnancy, especially so since this is going to be my last one (said that the last pregnancy too).
Being pregnant at 40, hmmm..
Even when one gets pregnant at half that age, the worry list is a long one. Even more so now.
I happened to be on simvastatin at the point of conception, and maybe for about 2 weeks till I realized that I was pregnant. Simvastatin is a cholesterol lowering drug classified as Category X by FDA. In English, it means, if you are pregnant, never take it and if you are on it, never get pregnant. It’s bad enough that I have cholesterol problems, worse when I take simvastatin and get pregnant, worst when I continue taking it 2 weeks after possible conception date. That’s major reason to worry.
All my three kids were delivered via c-section. The second one was born a preemie due to a case of major placenta praevia. Subsequent pregnancy will have increased probability of another placenta praevia, said the textbook. And confirmed by the ObGyn. Ooooh…. Worry!
I am FORTY! Chances of all sorts of complications increase with age. Gestational diabetes and hypertension! And the fact that I have 3 kids, a husband, a household, business, work, the garden and two cats to tend to will not help matters at all. I have never been an athlete, am not exactly fit, haish, in fact am not fit at all – I have bat-arms that can help me fly, I have a pair of legs that are seldom worked, I have a stomach that looks like 3 months pregnant even when I am not, my butts are the size of Africa continent! For someone who is not fit, the extra load in the front will really feel like a huge load. I tire easily. My joints ache. My waist creaks. My knees complaint!
But I figured, I will only be pregnant-@fourty, once. And ‘now’ is a fleeting moment, I wont be able to repeat this again. So, I must stay positive, I must look in the eye of the storm calmly and tell it, you can huff and puff all you want, but you cant budge me (I am too heavy), so there!
Being pregnant at 40, hmmm..
Even when one gets pregnant at half that age, the worry list is a long one. Even more so now.
I happened to be on simvastatin at the point of conception, and maybe for about 2 weeks till I realized that I was pregnant. Simvastatin is a cholesterol lowering drug classified as Category X by FDA. In English, it means, if you are pregnant, never take it and if you are on it, never get pregnant. It’s bad enough that I have cholesterol problems, worse when I take simvastatin and get pregnant, worst when I continue taking it 2 weeks after possible conception date. That’s major reason to worry.
All my three kids were delivered via c-section. The second one was born a preemie due to a case of major placenta praevia. Subsequent pregnancy will have increased probability of another placenta praevia, said the textbook. And confirmed by the ObGyn. Ooooh…. Worry!
I am FORTY! Chances of all sorts of complications increase with age. Gestational diabetes and hypertension! And the fact that I have 3 kids, a husband, a household, business, work, the garden and two cats to tend to will not help matters at all. I have never been an athlete, am not exactly fit, haish, in fact am not fit at all – I have bat-arms that can help me fly, I have a pair of legs that are seldom worked, I have a stomach that looks like 3 months pregnant even when I am not, my butts are the size of Africa continent! For someone who is not fit, the extra load in the front will really feel like a huge load. I tire easily. My joints ache. My waist creaks. My knees complaint!
But I figured, I will only be pregnant-@fourty, once. And ‘now’ is a fleeting moment, I wont be able to repeat this again. So, I must stay positive, I must look in the eye of the storm calmly and tell it, you can huff and puff all you want, but you cant budge me (I am too heavy), so there!
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