So you all now know that I am pregs – thank you so much for the outpouring of well wishes!
And some might think I just found out I was pregnant yesterday. But in reality, I am already 15 weeks along.
I knew about this pregnancy at a very early stage, in February. Imagine how hard it was for me to keep myself from shouting at the top of the world for more than two months now!! If you know me personally, you would know how I must have suffered. LOL!
I found out I was pregnant right after I came back from my sponsored trip to Thailand, on February 26 – if you recall, on the SAME day my father met an accident. The circumstances of my finding out I was pregnant was so bad I didn’t have the chance to celebrate it at all. I got my lab results in the morning and later that day, I was in the hospital’s trauma centre begging the Gods to spare my father’s life. The raging pregnancy hormones only added to my extreme mix of emotions I felt that day.
I even thought I’d lost the baby because of severe stress that resulted in loss of appetite and stress for days, maybe weeks. But hey, we survived! The baby is still here with heartbeat screaming loud, saying, “I’m hanging in here, mama!”
So, I am on my fifteenth week right now, TWENTY FIVE long weeks to go. It’s a long wait, but we’ve waited for this to happen for almost five years now, so what’s twenty five weeks compared to five long years?
Patience, patience, patience.
For all your curious cats, Pristine DOESN’T know yet and I plan on telling her when my prego belly is already very obvious, the later in the pregnancy, the better. Why? You don’t know my daughter. She sits in front of our oven to watch cookies cook…she’ll always ask “Not yet? Not yet?” even if the timer is set.
Imagine if I tell her now. How many “Not yet?” will I get in twenty five weeks!?