Queen of the Porcelain throne

I love my husband, but sometimes I could just knock him off!hehehe! He's so focused on work he ignores the fact that I am horribly moody during my pregnancy, binging and craving for some strawberry filled donuts. I mean, it's sweet of him trying his best to be with me and bring me in the office, try to be home all the time, even after a long driving from Batangas where he was assigned that time.

Norman, not going home everyday make me gag. Ugh!, poor guy, he was just trying to provide for us. I'm such a two-headed monster those days; yelling one minute, and crying and apologizing the next! My poor hubby is really feeling the heat of driving me to work then needs to go long driving in Batangas….(aaaaargh)

And I feel so fat! Since I'm feeling so rotten, Unfortunately, I haven't heard of any equally useful suggestions for how I can surf my emotional tidal wave with more balance.

It's My Baby and I'll Cry if I want to...

I documented my belly's expansion with this journal. It's not like I even look pregnant - I still look like the normal me =) I've just gained a few pounds and have a gut! But for some reason, it hit me that I'm growing a little person in me, and I don't just have a particularly nasty case of flu. Anyway, I just burst into tears.....happy =) tears, but tears nonetheless. It's hard to see changes on a daily basis, but t'was noticeable week-to-week!

I came up with a system for catching a little nap during lunch at the office. I reserved a conference room, closed the door, pulled the blinds and am not to be disturbed under any circumstances and slipped into oblivion. Maybe a little gross...but I was desperate.

A Body at Work

I can't concentrate on work at all. I have officially bestowed the name "Bun" upon my little tenant - it's easier than stumbling around and calling the poor thing "it" or "he or she" all the time. I keep trying to picture what he or she looks like: imagining it growing day by day. (see what I mean with the it/he/she thing?)

I spent half the day looking at pictures of 8-week-old fetuses on the Internet. It's so hard to imagine that something so small is inside me....well, except for all the unpleasant side effects that are constant reminder something huge is going on.

I haven't told my boss that I'm pregnant, but I'm not sure how much longer I can hide all this from her. Between my gray face, periodic sprints to the bathroom, and nearly falling asleep in front of my computer, I think she'll start to suspect something soon. =(

Oh Baby!

I'm so excited and happy? I can't believe I'm going to be a mom again! Oh my God, I'm still shaking.

I just took two home pregnancy tests and they're both positive. In the few minutes I had to wait for the results, a million thoughts raced through my head:

What if I am pregnant?
Am I ready for this?

I don't think i really realized how much I never wanted a baby this time, (not yet, not now) until I saw the test was positive. My heart sank when I immeditely see two lines. But, of course, a couple of minutes later, there they were, my first thought was " I can't wait to tell my hubby, Norman and his family (Yikes!)

I remember last weekend and I could barely zip up my favorite sexy jeans. I didn't think I'd gained any weight. I've been exercising normally, going to the gym and haven't had any really bad junk-food binges lately. It was about time of the month, so I figured I was just unusually bloated. It was evidently quite noticeable, as a couple of my closest (and most brutally honest) friends actually commented on it. THANKS LADIES!

But then when all my usual PMS symptoms produced no period - and I'm never late - I put two and two together and decided to take pregnancy test. And the rest is, well, HISTORY!

We did it again! NORMAN! I'm so excited!!! Well, a lil nervous too, to tell you the truth. This little baby growing inside of me is going to bring about big changes to my body, my emotions, my life. This going to be my 3rd pregnancy. I have two amazing daughters.

My friends told me that I could possibly be having another girl. I'm just going to wait and see, while continuing to pray for a boy. I will love this baby regardless, but I really hope it's a BOY.