✿ cJ ✿

if you ask someone who had just become a mum in the past year what was the most significant thing that happened to her in the past year, the answer will probably be “being a mother!”. she will then gush enthusiastically about how “motherhood is so awesome! it really changes me in a way i never expected! my princess/prince was the best thing that ever happened to me. like EVER. i have the smartest/biggest/cutest/prettiest/fattest/tallest baby in the whole universe but my pregnancy was definitely the worst known to mankind. blah blah.. but i will totally do it all over again! it was totally worth it!” etc etc..

if you ask me, my answer would be the same (the “being a mother” part only, not the other crap that follows). sad to say, the whole 2009 for me was about pregnancy and babies. from discovering my pregnancy on 4 jan to discovering that i could be having twins on 19 jan to finding out that i was really having twins for realz on 2 feb, the whole pregnancy was sort of roller-coaster ride in the first trimester. but other than permanent nausea (which i tackled with lots of anti-nausea drugs) , sore eyes, mysterious flu (like, 4days of MC for flu), and random lao-sai sessions, everything was quite smooth-sailing.

then came the gender-guessing game towards the end of first trimester, the one where mini dicks play hide-and-seek with the adults. the babies’ genders were only confirmed on week 20, during the detailed scan by an indian sonographer who kept saying “boy-parts” because she was too shy to say “penis”, unlike my gynae who openly mentioned labia and penis in front of everyone. tsk tsk tsk, doctors *shakes head*.

march was definitely the “honeymoon” period of my pregnancy. the nausea was gone without any warning, and my tummy was small enough for me to go on a short trip to taipei! however, things changed a great deal in april. the tummy suddenly ballooned and on 7 april, i realized that i could no longer see my beloved “girl-parts” :’(

alright, from then on, it was the usual things you read about, such as backaches, pelvic pain, swollen ankles (yes, my ankles started swelling when i was like 4-5 months pregnant. knn.), puffy face, stretchmarks, itchy tummy, rashes, stiff fingers etc etc.. in fact, there were only two good things about being pregnant — i ate everything i wanted without caring a hoot and my skin was actually clear despite all the fried and oily and fatty things i was eating everyday! lalala, in a sense it was worth getting fat..

and then suddenly i had difficulty getting up from the examination bed in the gynae’s office on 13 July (at 33wks) and that was when he decided to be nice for a change and give me hospitalization leave. god knows how happy i was to be able to get break from work at last. i hated going to work, i hated going to the various data centers regularly, knowing well the radiation was bad for the babies. but money has to be made so work must be done. if the boys turn out to be stupid kids, we know what to blame

then it was weeks and weeks of waiting at home. i stayed at home instead of going par-par-zao because it was getting very painful for me to move around. looking back, i wish i had travelled to waraku at iluma everyday instead of every fortnight because god knows when i can ever eat there again!

blah blah blah.. on 18 august i suddenly became a mother of two ugliest babies in the universe and sad to say, i still could not see my beloved “girl-parts” then because even after delivering, i looked like i was 6 months pregnant, with twins. also, i finally understood what people meant by “a face only the mother could love” because i was blessed with two babies with that face X’D but i still love my mini men, they may be ugly but they’re mine! MINE!

There, i summarized the whole 9 months in a few paragraphs! if only the real thing was that easy in real life X’D

the hardship did not end there, other issues immediately surfaced! such as painful wound (i never imagined getting out of bed to be so damned painful!), itchy and fugly rashes that resulted from not bathing for 3 days etc.. or fretting over the amount of sleep you’re gonna get every night. or living with the fear that your baby might pee on you while you’re changing his diaper in the dark. or living with the greater fear of baby pooping while you’re bathing him. or living with the greatest fear of two babies who refuse to sleep and want your undivided attention (how to give undivided attention when there are two of them vying for your eye contact and smile?)

i started acting like a pervert and dressed the mini men in matching dresses. as they were protesting, i snapped away happily on my camera X’D i guess i am not at the stage where i start to fear them turning into ah-guas yet. or maybe deep inside my heart, i know that i will accept them for whatever shitty persona they turn out to be :’D

yes, it was a very very tiring year for me (did i mention tat my sleepless nights started when i was pregnant?), but it had been lots of fun as well. but no, i am not going to do it again. it’s hard work that should be reserved for greater women

but then again, life is so unpredictable. so maybe i might have to do this thing again after all but the next time this happens, i will remember to go par-par-zao till the day i deliver.

to end this entry, i shall… (seriously i cannot remember what i was going to write) … this post shall end abruptly because i can’t remember what i was gonna write and i cannot be bothered to think.

anyways, 物以稀为贵。since everybody’s child is a princess/prince, my children shall remain commoners. after all, 平凡也是一种幸福.

Happy New Year, babes! I hope you have lots of fun and excitement this year and enjoy 365 days of lame jokes and non-stop laughter!