The show.

11 July 2014. 29 weeks 4 days. Getting there…about 10 drama-free weeks to go. How hard can it be?

A little hard according to my scumbag vagina/cervix. After 2 episodes of spottings in the past 7 months, I reckoned the worst was over but last night when I wiped after peeing, something that looked suspiciously like a pregnancy mucus plug landed on the tissue.

(Mucus plug keeps bacteria from entering the womb, and normally dislodges nearer to the labour date.)

You win lah, vagina.

Good timing though cause coincidentally it’s my routine checkup at the hospital the morning after, so we opted not to go to ER.

Anyway, next morning, doc took a look at the photo of the alleged mucus plug and promptly gave me a thorough examination.

Baby looked fine on the ultrasound, no dilation, but my cervix was a bit softer (a sign of body preparing for labour) than she liked. So she sent me for something called CTG (I think?), to monitor baby’s heartrate and my contractions.

That graph came out fairly normal too but because of the “mucus plug incident” she liked to err on the side of cautious and has banned me from all kinds of streneous activities including my daily walks. In essence, am kind of on bed rest.

Since I live near the hospital, doc said there’s no need for drugs to keep baby in until I have real reasons for, ie: labour contractions or water break, which am thankful for. She did prescribe two steroid jabs though for me, for strengthening of baby’s lungs just in case he decides to come out earlier.

The jab was not incapacitatingly painful but wasn’t pleasant either. Right after a jab on one buttcheek, that whole leg throbbed for about 1/2 hour. Am supposed to get a 2nd jab tonight around midnight.

At times like this I can’t stress enough the importance of having a good, informed doctor that you are comfortable with. When choosing a doctor, use word of mouth as reference but make sure meet the doctor and trust your instincts.

Read up so you will be able to ask the right questions and gauge your doctor’s knowledge – whether he or she has kept up with the latest updates in obstetrics or is just coasting along on a comfortable career.

Anyway, we think I am in good hands and we are staying positive and optimistic. Best thing now is hubs won’t nag me about walking or cooking or cleaning hahaha.

No special treatment for me.

So I have been brisk walking on the treadmill for 20 minutes daily partially because the husband forces me and partially because am terrified of a difficult labour.

The other day I read an American mommy blogger who is pretty fit and she gave birth naturally within 3 hours and didn’t even tear her bits. No stitches :o.

So am aiming for that!! 💪

Anyway the point of my story is that I skipped 1 day of walking so hubs was not happy (to be fair to myself I also walk Charlie everyday one for about 20 minutes on top of treadmill session so I wasn’t being a complete couch potato) so I told him that I will make up the loss by walking 30 minutes which is an extra 10 minutes for 2 days straight.

Walao… I am regretting what I said now because he wouldn’t let it go! Didn’t know I marry a slave driver. Somemore he insisted I go on treadmill AND then make supper for him WTF?????

Who said being pregnant is the best time to let your husband indulge you? I wonder when G is going to ask me to wash his car. Probably anyday now..

Anyway I have started living in this pair of leggings because they’re sooooo comfy!

Where else… H&M again lah.  Need. To. Get. More.

# – 25 weeks 5 days.

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Checkup today so can see baby again! Happy times.

My staple pregger outfit – Same design, same size but different colours.

I haven’t been very creative with dressing my pregnancy. The two things I’ve been wearing to death….old oversized t-shirts or these basic dresses from H&M which I have been wearing way before I got knocked up.

Sometimes I would slip on an elasticated skirt underneath to extend the length if I felt a little conservative.

# – 21 weeks

# – 22 weeks

# – 23 weeks

# – 24 weeks

I love these H&M dresses! They fit my upper body (which hasn’t seen much changes, DAMN you boobs why have you stopped growing???) but stretch comfortably to accommodate the growing belly.

I am obsessed with dropping in H&M just to see if they had brought in new colours cause I want to buy them all.

And the best thing is, they go for RM39.90 a pop!