I can't believe that we are more than halfway done with this pregnancy! I wish I had been posting more consistently about our experience so far. Pregnancy is tough on my body but I am very thankful to be holding our little baby inside of my womb! It's such a blessing. It's also great to have such a supportive and understanding husband. Kevin's always so sweet and concerned for me whenever I look like I'm about to throw up (which is at least once a day)!
It's also really nice because I feel like I'm bonding more with my mommy. I have always loved and appreciated my mom, but I did feel kind of envious growing up because I felt like she was closer to my brothers than me. She even mentioned it at her speech at my wedding, "Anak, I know you thought I spent more time with your brothers but it's because I knew you were making good choices by yourself. I am also very proud of your two academic achievements..." HUH?!?! What a transition! And what TWO achievements?! So vague!! LOL. Well, anyways, I can really bond with her because she had a crazy experience being pregnant with me. She ALSO thought I was a boy before finding out I was actually a girl. My little girl and I have a lot in common already ;) And apparently her morning sickness was so bad she got hyperemesis gravidum, which is REALLY dangerous for a pregnant woman because she is basically dehydrated and it is bad for her and the baby! Her gynecologist told her, "Out of all the patients I have ever had, you are my worst." GOSH! Sorry! She was always hooked onto IV's and getting fluids to the point where they couldn't even find a vein because they used them all beforehand! So dramatic. My twin cousin BAON also had traumatic memories of my mom being pregnant with me. My mom was literally a mess, not being able to move and always crying and asking for help. My dad was also sharing pregnancy stories about my mom, "She wanted watermelon, so I got her a freakin' watermelon, and she gave me the third degree because the watermelon wasn't big enough! Well, it wasn't in season! I wanted to throw the watermelon at her head!!!!" My dad's obviously not as sweet and understanding as Kevin... Kevin asked me the other day, "Do you feel more empathy for your mom now that you are going through what she went through?" I couldn't even answer because I was giggling and saying, "Well, I guess my pregnancy isn't THAT tough..compared to my mama!"
At 22 weeks, my tummy is now bigger and I have a lot more energy than before. The morning sickness still exists but now I vomit once every 2-3 weeks, as opposed to my two-three times a week before! Here are two of the biggest fun events that have happened so far:
Our Gender Reveal Party: This was GREAT. I'm so thankful we did this! It was such a fun experience. Kevin and I really enjoy the element of surprise so it was exciting for us. We invited a small group of family and our closest friends over to our house to find out the gender by eating some special and delicious cupcakes! One of the cupcakes was filled with blue or pink filling, while the rest was filled with white filling. Nobody knew which cupcake held the special color. Kevin counted to 3, and everyone bit into it at the same time. Amazingly, I GOT THE CUPCAKE! I bit into my cupcake, and saw little spots of pink. At first I was confused because I thought that maybe the pink/blue topping had spilled over, and then I was overwhelmed because I thought it was a boy that entire time only to realize it was a girl, then I was like "WAIT I AM THE ONE WITH THE CUPCAKE! I NEED TO TELL EVERYONE!" I looked over to Kevin and weakly stated, "It's a girl!"
And then I broke down in tears. Everyone was cheering and excited. Not to say I wasn't excited or happy, but I think it REALLY hit me that I was having a baby. I was 17 weeks at the time. For those 17 weeks, I had been in shock/disbelief that I was pregnant...Even though I saw the ultrasound pics and had so many symptoms, I guess it hadn't really hit me. For nearly 2 years I thought I couldn't get pregnant naturally because of my hormone imbalances, and because of what my two last gynecologists had told me. So when I became pregnant, I knew in my head that I was pregnant. I knew there was an embryo which developed into a fetus at 9 weeks. I had been watching "What to Expect When You're Expecting" weekly videos (which are, by the way, some of my favorite memories with my husband...every Sunday we watch those videos on my Iphone! Just last night we watched Heidi Murkoff teach us about what our baby is going through at 22 weeks!) I even had a 4-D ultrasound done, and saw my baby kicking and yawning and grabbing the umbilical chord. But I guess some people get really aware of the state of their babies at different times....I did not cry when I got my positive pregnancy test. I didn't cry during my sixth positive pregnancy test (hey, I had to make sure it was real ok?) I didn't cry during my first ultrasound. Most of my friends were surprised by this, and so was I. I am SUCH a crybaby! I was blubbering and bawling when I was walking down the aisle to marry Kevin for heaven's sake! Ugh I was such a mess lol. I am naturally a very emotional woman. But when I saw the pink filling in my cupcake, something clicked. Inside of my womb was our daughter, and we loved her and she was God's creation, and God loves her way more than Kevin or I can ever love her. It was so overwhelming and wonderful. My goodness. What a gift! My heart was overflowing with love and joy and thankfulness. Praise the Lord.
And here's another fun fact: the cupcake I had was actually Kevin's first. But he wanted to grab the camcorder to record the gender reveal so we both put our cupcakes down for a few minutes. When we came back, he grabbed mine and I noticed but didn't say anything and just grabbed his. He later admitted, "I was hoping that maybe yours had the color and that I could laugh at you because I took it!" Well...it backfired on him! And worked for me! Haha!
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Feeling the Baby Kick: Earlier last week, I was in bed lying on my left side about to go to sleep. I was thinking the whole day about how I was 21 weeks pregnant and concerned I hadn't felt the baby kick yet. The normal time to feel the baby kick is anywhere from 19-25 weeks so I was just hoping I'd feel it before 25 weeks came along. As I closed my eyes and drifted off, I felt two big bubbles inside of my tummy. It was as if someone had flicked me multiple times within my tummy. I was like "What the heck..." And then I opened my eyes. THAT HAD TO BE THE BABY! I started to interrupt Kevin in his very comfortable slumber (I am very jealous of his sleeping patterns-he is like a baby drifting off into la-la land...and I'm next to him, always waking up to pee and having to move from left side to right side because I'm not usually a side-sleeper) "BABE THE BABY IS KICKING!!!!!" So he put his hand on my tummy and while the baby kicked a few times, he said he might have felt it ONE time...I'm sure he will feel it more as the baby gets bigger! I usually struggle during the day and evening with morning sickness, and sometimes I just feel so exhausted and discouraged at the end of the day from all my nausea and (sometimes) vomiting..BUT NOW! I get to feel the baby kick, and it's all worth it. She usually kicks during the evening. I smile and am just so comforted that the baby is healthy and moving! It's such a powerful bond and I can't wait to meet our little one!
Praise the Lord for this little girl growing inside of me! We are just continually praying for a healthy baby and a safe labor and delivery experience in October!
We love you, baby!
It's also really nice because I feel like I'm bonding more with my mommy. I have always loved and appreciated my mom, but I did feel kind of envious growing up because I felt like she was closer to my brothers than me. She even mentioned it at her speech at my wedding, "Anak, I know you thought I spent more time with your brothers but it's because I knew you were making good choices by yourself. I am also very proud of your two academic achievements..." HUH?!?! What a transition! And what TWO achievements?! So vague!! LOL. Well, anyways, I can really bond with her because she had a crazy experience being pregnant with me. She ALSO thought I was a boy before finding out I was actually a girl. My little girl and I have a lot in common already ;) And apparently her morning sickness was so bad she got hyperemesis gravidum, which is REALLY dangerous for a pregnant woman because she is basically dehydrated and it is bad for her and the baby! Her gynecologist told her, "Out of all the patients I have ever had, you are my worst." GOSH! Sorry! She was always hooked onto IV's and getting fluids to the point where they couldn't even find a vein because they used them all beforehand! So dramatic. My twin cousin BAON also had traumatic memories of my mom being pregnant with me. My mom was literally a mess, not being able to move and always crying and asking for help. My dad was also sharing pregnancy stories about my mom, "She wanted watermelon, so I got her a freakin' watermelon, and she gave me the third degree because the watermelon wasn't big enough! Well, it wasn't in season! I wanted to throw the watermelon at her head!!!!" My dad's obviously not as sweet and understanding as Kevin... Kevin asked me the other day, "Do you feel more empathy for your mom now that you are going through what she went through?" I couldn't even answer because I was giggling and saying, "Well, I guess my pregnancy isn't THAT tough..compared to my mama!"
At 22 weeks, my tummy is now bigger and I have a lot more energy than before. The morning sickness still exists but now I vomit once every 2-3 weeks, as opposed to my two-three times a week before! Here are two of the biggest fun events that have happened so far:
Our Gender Reveal Party: This was GREAT. I'm so thankful we did this! It was such a fun experience. Kevin and I really enjoy the element of surprise so it was exciting for us. We invited a small group of family and our closest friends over to our house to find out the gender by eating some special and delicious cupcakes! One of the cupcakes was filled with blue or pink filling, while the rest was filled with white filling. Nobody knew which cupcake held the special color. Kevin counted to 3, and everyone bit into it at the same time. Amazingly, I GOT THE CUPCAKE! I bit into my cupcake, and saw little spots of pink. At first I was confused because I thought that maybe the pink/blue topping had spilled over, and then I was overwhelmed because I thought it was a boy that entire time only to realize it was a girl, then I was like "WAIT I AM THE ONE WITH THE CUPCAKE! I NEED TO TELL EVERYONE!" I looked over to Kevin and weakly stated, "It's a girl!"
And then I broke down in tears. Everyone was cheering and excited. Not to say I wasn't excited or happy, but I think it REALLY hit me that I was having a baby. I was 17 weeks at the time. For those 17 weeks, I had been in shock/disbelief that I was pregnant...Even though I saw the ultrasound pics and had so many symptoms, I guess it hadn't really hit me. For nearly 2 years I thought I couldn't get pregnant naturally because of my hormone imbalances, and because of what my two last gynecologists had told me. So when I became pregnant, I knew in my head that I was pregnant. I knew there was an embryo which developed into a fetus at 9 weeks. I had been watching "What to Expect When You're Expecting" weekly videos (which are, by the way, some of my favorite memories with my husband...every Sunday we watch those videos on my Iphone! Just last night we watched Heidi Murkoff teach us about what our baby is going through at 22 weeks!) I even had a 4-D ultrasound done, and saw my baby kicking and yawning and grabbing the umbilical chord. But I guess some people get really aware of the state of their babies at different times....I did not cry when I got my positive pregnancy test. I didn't cry during my sixth positive pregnancy test (hey, I had to make sure it was real ok?) I didn't cry during my first ultrasound. Most of my friends were surprised by this, and so was I. I am SUCH a crybaby! I was blubbering and bawling when I was walking down the aisle to marry Kevin for heaven's sake! Ugh I was such a mess lol. I am naturally a very emotional woman. But when I saw the pink filling in my cupcake, something clicked. Inside of my womb was our daughter, and we loved her and she was God's creation, and God loves her way more than Kevin or I can ever love her. It was so overwhelming and wonderful. My goodness. What a gift! My heart was overflowing with love and joy and thankfulness. Praise the Lord.
And here's another fun fact: the cupcake I had was actually Kevin's first. But he wanted to grab the camcorder to record the gender reveal so we both put our cupcakes down for a few minutes. When we came back, he grabbed mine and I noticed but didn't say anything and just grabbed his. He later admitted, "I was hoping that maybe yours had the color and that I could laugh at you because I took it!" Well...it backfired on him! And worked for me! Haha!
Feeling the Baby Kick: Earlier last week, I was in bed lying on my left side about to go to sleep. I was thinking the whole day about how I was 21 weeks pregnant and concerned I hadn't felt the baby kick yet. The normal time to feel the baby kick is anywhere from 19-25 weeks so I was just hoping I'd feel it before 25 weeks came along. As I closed my eyes and drifted off, I felt two big bubbles inside of my tummy. It was as if someone had flicked me multiple times within my tummy. I was like "What the heck..." And then I opened my eyes. THAT HAD TO BE THE BABY! I started to interrupt Kevin in his very comfortable slumber (I am very jealous of his sleeping patterns-he is like a baby drifting off into la-la land...and I'm next to him, always waking up to pee and having to move from left side to right side because I'm not usually a side-sleeper) "BABE THE BABY IS KICKING!!!!!" So he put his hand on my tummy and while the baby kicked a few times, he said he might have felt it ONE time...I'm sure he will feel it more as the baby gets bigger! I usually struggle during the day and evening with morning sickness, and sometimes I just feel so exhausted and discouraged at the end of the day from all my nausea and (sometimes) vomiting..BUT NOW! I get to feel the baby kick, and it's all worth it. She usually kicks during the evening. I smile and am just so comforted that the baby is healthy and moving! It's such a powerful bond and I can't wait to meet our little one!
Praise the Lord for this little girl growing inside of me! We are just continually praying for a healthy baby and a safe labor and delivery experience in October!
We love you, baby!
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