I still get very emotional whenever I think about my pregnancy (thank God for a healthy one!), still very grateful that I did get pregnant at the right age and at the right time. To be honest, I didn’t imagine myself infanticipating. I even had this weird thought before that I was infertile and wouldn’t experience this miracle at all. But fate proved me wrong.
Today, my pregnant belly marks its 24 weeks. Only 16 weeks to go and I’ll be a full-pledged mom, in the truest sense of the word. I want to cry (a good cry!) just thinking about it. I am really thankful to God for blessing me with my own child that I’ll be able to see and touch and love and care for soon.
I’m also glad that my body is adjusting well to pregnancy. I don’t get heartburns now (I just realized I only get them when I take my prenatal vitamins on an empty stomach!). I noticed, though, that my bladder has become overactive these days. My belly is getting bigger and heavier, too. But other than these little distractions, I have nothing more to complain about.
As for our baby’s development, the kicks and punches are getting stronger each day and we’re loving it. Oh, and tomorrow is gonna be a big day for the hubby and me because it’s our scheduled scan to find out the baby’s gender. So excited. I’m still keeping my fingers crossed that it’s a boy despite what the famed Chinese pregnancy calendar said that it’s a girl.