The Late Update

Sorry guys, for the late news. Been busy, finding a hard time getting my fingers type about this post. Last July 14, 2008, was GJ's birthday and so as my Ultrasound day, the day which we'll be finding out whether this lil angel in me is a boy or a girl. We were so excited to find it out, especially seeing that expression of excitement on GJ's face. Oh, you guys should've seen. Anyway, I know that GJ wanted a boy and that it would be the most beautiful gift he'd receive ever in his life. But of course I told him, whether a boy or a girl as long as it's normal, healthy and complete, that would be more than a gift to me. So as to stop the pressure for the baby.

We went to Ricardo Limso Medical Center for the process, bad thing, the room is closed. Good thing on the other hand, my OB suggested this clinic that offers ultrasound. As I was waiting for my turn, I can feel baby moving inside me, feeling excited too for us to find out its gender. And so, the doctor's apprentice walked me inside the room and instructed me to lie down and feel comfortable and all that. Then the doctor came to me, placed a gel on my tummy, (that was a cold one) and started rubbing this device on my tummy and the monitor in front of me starts to show white images, the xray sort of thing. After a few tries of locating my baby's position inside, there it appeared so clearly to me, the head, legs, feet, hands. It's curled, the way baby's do inside so as its heartbeating, oh so nice. It's like a rhythm, a beautiful melody. If only I could record that. The doctor then asked us if we wanted to know our baby's gender, if you only knew, I could have almost shout at her, "Hell yeah! That's what we're here for, duh?!" Good thing, I'm so happy, I have no time for the bad aura coming out of me. So we simply said, "Yes" with all glee. So the doctor, further delved the device on my tummy I was like, "Hey, you might hurt my baby" because she was like delving it like poking it hard with that device. But knock2, that's a doctor you're cursing, that's what I said to myself and made my mind stop talking nonsense.

All caps, A-N-Y-W-A-Y, back to the real thing. The doctor, poked my tummy even harder to find the right position in order to find out whether it's a cheese burger or a hotdog sandwich, LOL. THEN, she said, that it's a GIRL. Honestly, a pang of disappointment hit me, I sure saw that too on GJ's face, but I know too well that there's no more room for that now, since baby girl, Lauriana Akisha is in me. She's too glad for us to know that shes' a SHE and most especially, she's so far normal and complete. And for that thought, I know we are blessed. It's a gift. I won't let anyone disappoint my baby neither do I let GJ nor myself.

Thank God, my baby is alright and great. The best advance gift both for my birthday and christmas.

Hi to Pregnancy!

So just after reading the title, what were you thinking? I bet a lot of you knows about it already, that's why for the knowledge of the others, I'm posting this! Been carrying this blessing for 18 weeks and 4 days now. Shocked to hear that "I" called this a blessing? I can't blame you, as for many of the people who knew me don't label as that optimistic, fond of babies and wanna-have-a-family-at-young-age type of person. People know me as a person who'd want to achieve more and always being on top of my game, but as the old saying goes, "People change." So, why can't I?

God, you wouldn't believe me if I'd say that since last year, I've already decided on what to name to my future baby in case, it's a boy or a girl. Addicted as I am to number 8, it's been my dream to be married on August 8, 2008 or 8-8-8. The luckiest day for Chinese people (it's been lucky for me before knowing about that though). I'm such an 8 freak that everything that has 8, I go gaga over it and sometimes, take it as a good sign for a good happening. Because of this, I often
get myself to arguing with my teammates who luckily got that number on their shirt, pestering them to swap with me. Sad to say, they don't want to trade with me and it sure pisses me but anyway, still pisses me when I remember it. *sniff* *sniff*

Before the year 2008 struck, I was already hoping I'd have a good luck on that mystifying year. Superstitious I can be sometimes, I searched the internet (Yahoo! horoscope, as always) about 2008 horoscope under my sign. Kapoosh! There it was, the prediction just hit the right spot, "Be
married.....and have a baby."

Since the time I yahooed the net, can't stop thinking about it already. A pang of enlightenment and fulfillment of the prediction filled my whole system. Like I've been SO CERTAIN, backed up by my gut feeling that the prediction and my dream will connive on 2008.

When March 2008 came, the period I so wished not to come, didn't come! I've never been delayed in my entire womanhood, only advanced. As any normal woman would do, I waited for days and weeks before concluding, 3 weeks after my expected first day of period to be exact. After many days of hoping for the period not to come, then and there, my hubby and I bought two PT. After the result, just as I thought, I never felt any regret nor fear, just pure happiness and excitement that it's positive.

From that day on, I rarely feel fear but never guilt nor regret. I always counted myself as one of the lucky woman who completely welcomes this arrival. Pitying those who ignore and feel ashame about it. Shame on you, you don't deserve that blessing. Should have been given to unfortunate barren women who've always wanted to carry, bear and have a child.

I detest listening to news about babies being abandoned and preggies who undergo abortion. F.U.!

Anyway, enough of the swearing. I'm just so happy. It's real and exciting. Now, you know mates that I've changed. Change of opinion and maternal instinct, both of these may have conquered me but I can never revoke from these. I've welcomed it with open arms and legs, everything that I can open just to welcome it.

And so mates, now, this is me, I'm happy for me so be happy for me.