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Friday, March 16, 2007

I am in my final trimester and I get remarks like “You are pregnant! “, “Your stomach is very small!” or they simply like to stare at my tummy. I get all these in a day. Sometimes my stress level increases hearing these remarks. I seem to be putting on weight fine and my nauseating has subsided finally. I am eating as usual and on top of that I snack a lot on biscuits, ice-creams, cakes etc (I guess I can afford to do that since everyone commenting that my stomach looks small).When I went for my doctor’s appointment last month, my gynea was happy with my progress. She said my placenta was not low and I could try for normal delivery. She said that I might deliver my baby 2 weeks before my due date :-| .
Baby is kicking a lot these days. DZoha even get to feel the baby moving. Whenever I touch my stomach, she asks, “Mommy, the baby kicking you? “ Then she asks her favorite question, “why?” She tells me to take the baby out so that she can carry the baby. I told her to wait another 2 more months and she will have her baby in her arms, inshallah. I get leg cramps very frequent at nights and swollen feet at the end of each day. The best is when I am really drained out of all my energy and all I want is a good sleep but it doesn’t come easy anymore. I thought I was suffering from depression when I could not sleep and was feeling very different. I thought that I was going crazy. I woke my dh up one night and cried to him. He got up and talked with me while I ate ice-cream at 2 in the morning. Sometimes I keep turning in bed and just when I am about to close my eyes, the alarm goes off and it’s time to go to work. I am desperately looking forward to my 3 months of maternity leave.
Yesterday, DZ pushed her stomach out and asked me, why am I standing like that :) I have to explain to her that my stomach is bigger now because her baby is growing. She has started asking why for everything. Sometimes I am just lost for words. My cutie darling!

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