Since I woke up today I have been sitting in front of my laptop for the last hour trying to figure out what would be my first post after yesterday’s crazy idea of committing to posting EVERY SINGLE DAY until my delivery date of mid-December.
There is no dearth of information in my head but for some reason I can’t seem to get it out into words. So I’m just here typing away to keep the fingers moving.
What can I write about…hm….Aha!
Here is something I found in my drafts section that I started in late July and never got around to finishing. Might as well kill two birds with one stone by using it for inspiration today and cleaning out my draft folder at the same time:
THERE GOES THE FIGURE. At 16 weeks pregnant, I am finally “showing” with a tiny little baby bump. I can still fit into my pants but my stomach now looks like I perpetually come home from all-day Dubai-style brunch (I wish!). However, I’m in that in-between stage that strangers would probably thing – “God she should lose some weight.”
Standing, I could probably still suck it in to avoid the odd stares. But seated, my stomach looks like tiered rolls of fat. Anyone seeing me at the gym having breakfast would probably think inwardly that I should put down that fake-sausage and egg non-mcmuffin and get back on the treadmill. Because you see, I don’t have that perfectly rounded pregnancy stomach just yet.
WEIGHT GAIN. I am also having trouble gaining weight. I was underweight to begin with and aiming to gain about 25-30 pounds. According to guidelines, in my second trimester I should gain 1 pound each week. I thought that would be easy because pre-pregnancy I would eat for two AND finish Scotch’s leftovers. I thought about food all-the-time! I woke up wondering what I would prepare for dinner. For example, I could spend hours on end looking for the perfect bulgogi recipe and driving to 3 different markets as well as Karama to get the perfect ingredients.
But now? Although I have had no morning sickness at all, food no longer interests me. I surmise that the reason for this is due to baby hormones.
Now back to the present day. This week I am 30 weeks pregnant (only 10 more to go!!). Now that the baby is moving and rolling around in my tummy like ALL THE TIME, I feel quite bonded to it/him and am very much looking forward to meeting my (gulp) son in December. “Son.” I still think that word and concept is so weird to voice out loud. I’m going to have a “son”. Son Son Son. Weird.
My appetite is slowly coming back I think. Although yesterday all I ate was a small bowl of cereal for breakfast, a chocolate brownie with one scoop of ice cream for lunch, and a big bowl of udon noodle soup with chile beef for dinner. Now the brownie with ice cream thing I blame on the baby because I have had it for lunch FOUR DAYS IN A ROW. Yeah, you read that right. I have something like that maybe four times a year so FOUR DAYS IN A ROW???
Weight gain to date – 10 lbs since being pregnant.