Gender.....

Everyone is asking me about my baby gender but I have not know it yet as my next trip to gyne is on next week, 18/08/2006!

Just out of curiosity : Why people keeps asking me what is my baby's gender? Does it really matter that it is a boy or girl? No matter what is my baby's gender, I still need to raise him / her up, right? The baby is my blood and flesh!

Of course if it is a boy, it is the best in term of Chinese tradition because my husband is the only son in the family. So if I gave birth to a baby boy, it will make everyone happy especially my in-laws. And according to Chinese tradition, the baby boy I gave birth to can continue the family generations.

Sometimes I wonder what if I gave birth to a baby girl? Although my in-laws, Ken and myself are not so tradition and particular on this issue. But what I really gave birth to a baby girl? Do it really that matter to others as well as what baby's gender that I would give birth to? I really do not understand why they need to know so desperately.

Looking Like a Pregnant Woman

I started to look like a pregnant woman already. My tummy is getting bigger and bigger everyday. I have to change my bra size due to the hormone changes that needed to produce milk. I never imagine that my bra size would go that size - size that I never imagine before!

Although my tummy is getting bigger, the public still not very "responding" to my pregnancy as when I am in the KTM train riding to work or coming back from work, I still have to stand! No one concerns to give me their seat (sometimes there is some kind hearted people who give me their seat). Luckily my destination are about four stations away. If not, my legs will always cramp because of standing too much.

Ken is very excited and he will touch my tummy every night before I sleep and every morning when he drops me at the KTM station. He would say bye bye to the baby before I get of the car. When I am back from work, he would ask how is the baby. He do not even ask my day but he ask about the baby condition! Sometimes I do feel jealous about that but thinking that he is first time to be daddy..........I just forgive him. ;)

Complications

I was on my way to office.

As usual, I waited for the train in Bandar Tasik Selatan station. Then, the train came and I broaded it. There is no seat available and I am forced to stand.

Suddenly, I felt dizzy and wanted to vomit. The train stopped at Salak Selatan station and I quickly get off. I dashed to the toilet and vomit. Then, I started to sweat and vomit again and again. The lower part of my abdoment is very pain and I hardly walk straight. I felt like I am out of control.

I called Ken and let him know. He asked me to come back so that he can take me to doctor. I called my supervisor to acknowledge her on my problem. My sweating and vomit still continued. As I did not eat anything in the morning, the only I vomit is only water. Slowing I walked to cross the bridge to the opposite direction to wait for train to go back to Bandar Tasik Selatan.

Ken took me to the AIA panel clinic in Sri Petaling. The doctor cannot identify what happened to me and he said it might caused by my pregnancy. He even do not dare to press my stomach further when I told him that I am pregnant. He recommended me to go back to my maternity clinic instead to have an ultrasound check. He only prescribed me with the pain reliever and medical certificate.

I still did not eat anything after I am back to my house because I do not have the appetite. I am so pain that I cannot sleep or rest properly. I end up taking five tablets of pain reliever whereas the doctor only prescribe me three tablets per day. I was so painful every hour that I needed to take the pain reliever almost every hour.

I was better in the late evening and Ken send me to the maternity clinic to double check. The gyne do the ultrasound on me and found that the pain is caused by the unfertilized eggs that remain in my Fallopion tube. He advise me not to move or do excessive things and rest a lot. He prescribed me pain reliever and medical certificate to rest more.

It was the terrible experience for me.