Yes, I'm talking about a baby!!
It came as quite a surprise though. Although both Cheeky and I wanted kids, we decided to just 顺其自然, because we've heard many stories of couples trying so hard for years, so we're not putting much stress on ourselves to plan exactly when is the right time.
So on 1st of January, Cheeky made his new year resolution to 好好做人. I had no idea when was the faithful day that it happened, all I remember was that one fine night I told Cheeky 'I think I'm ovulating, let's try.'
Life went on as per normal after that, I still went running, gym, cycling, eating and drinking like what I always did. As my period was never accurate, I didn't suspect anything when it didn't come the next month. Somemore my boobs were starting to feel swollen, like how they always do before my period comes, so I thought to myself: mission failed. try again next month. And so I waited, another 2 weeks passed, nothing happened. Boobs were still swollen, and cheeky said I became literally very hot. Then I grew a bit suspicious so I googled for symptoms of pregnancy. It says things like swollen breasts and sensitive nipples, yes. Fatigue, yes a bit, but everyone gets it somemore I was busy preparing for my wedding. Nauseous and vomiting, not really, I'm still eating like I used to. Spotting and cramping, just a tiny bit of cramping perhaps. Need to pee frequently, not that I noticed. Other things like headache, backache, mood swings etc, all these are so general that it's as good as not saying.
As the days passed, I waited and waited, until it came to a point that I don't know if I'm really starting to feel nauseous or was it psychological. And then came CNY which means lots of steamboat, food, wine and other goodies. Surprisingly my usual sweet tooth for all the sinful cookies and pineapple tarts disappeared. Then I began to get more and more suspicious as each day passed. Everyday I'll ask Cheeky "should I go buy the test kit" and he'll tell me "wait a few more days la, where got so lucky one?"
So I waited for exactly another month, until Valentine's day eve when we were walking around in Tampines One that I finally decided to buy it and test. If we're really so lucky, it will be our Vday present.
And so after the clock strike twelve and reading the instructions many times, I grabbed my towel and the test kit to the shower. Actually the instructions were quite idiot-proof. Just pee on it, point it down or horizontal, wait for a minute and see if it's a + or -. Honestly I've never felt so stressed peeing before, my hands were trembling and so many thoughts were going through my head, like "what to do when it's a +?" or "what's wrong with my period if it's a -?" As my pee wetted the strip and gradually spread to the 'window of truth', the results came staring at me almost instantly:
My hands were still trembling as I stared at 'the moment of truth' in disbelief and shouted "OMG! OMG!" to myself. As I closed my eyes and showered, I couldn't help but think of how to break the news to everyone, how I'll look like with a big fat tummy and how our lives are going to change with a baby on board.
I hid the test kit as I walked back into the room where Cheeky was waiting. I smiled at him, didn't say anything and just showed it to him. He stared at it for a few seconds and asked me what it means. "Happy Valentine's day and you're going to be a daddy!" I whispered and gave Cheeky a tight tight hug.
The next few days I completely put our wedding preps to a halt and spent all my free time reading up forums and searching for a gynae as we didn't want to inform anyone until it has been confirmed. So I made the first appointment to see the gynae that Saturday.
On Friday night I was so worried and paranoid until I couldn't sleep. I don't know why but all the possible negative outcomes came to my mind, maybe because I was reading too much forum discussions about babies with no heartbeats, miscarriages etc (touch wood!), knowing that the probability of babies not making past the first trimester is as high as one in five or six, and even more worried when I have heard of many such experiences from people I know. I even wondered if it can be a false alarm.
The next morning, we woke up earlier than our usual Saturdays and paid our first visit to the gynae. The nurse first asked me to do a urine dip stick to test for any leaking sugar or protein, then took my weight and bp before waiting to go in to the doctor's room. After the doctor asked the usual questions of past medical history, LMP etc, I was asked to lie on the bed for a ultrasound scan. He tried the abdominal scan first, but because the baby was too small and couldn't see much, he then took out his 'secret weapon' - the vaginal scan. I was nervous when he poked that thing in to search for the baby, and there it was:
A little thing in a sac with a tiny heart that's beating strong. That's our 7 weeks old baby!!!
Fast forward, now little cheeky is 18 weeks already and growing strong and fast. I'm starting to feel his/her little kicks and somersaults like a fish swimming in me. Little cheeky sure is playful, doing handstands during OSCAR and crossing his/her legs at the last scan, not showing doctor if he/she's a boy or girl. But little cheeky has been good to me, I didn't have much morning sickness throughout my first trimester, just felt a bit nauseous especially at night, but I still ate my meals and didn't puke. Little cheeky loves meat just like the daddy and he/she is surprisingly a healthy eater who loves fruits and vege and have no interest in chocolates or ice-cream (which I used to eat so much!)
Now that we're finally done with all the wedding stuff, it's time to get busy again making space in the house for little cheeky and very soon after that, our new house!
And finally a picture of me?
Haha, that's a very unglam shot taken during our honeymoon.
