So many things are happening that I haven't had the time to jot everything down... I am now on a weekly check-up with Uncle Kamal, and so far, we are doing OK. Two weeks left till D-Day, and I am getting more and more anxious. One minute I can't wait to deliver, and the next minute I feel like I don't mind waiting another month.
My temper is getting shorter and running faster than a burning candle. I am easily stressed out by the slightest thing. Things at work are great, but when I get home, I just miss Hubby more and more, and that makes me even more temperamental. Yes, I feel lonely, no one to luahkan perasaan, no one in my corner. And being alone most of the time makes me more anxious. I understand Hubby needs to work, so my emotions are purely hormonal. So please, it is not my fault entirely, as I am basically on my own here... Wish I had my own support system.
Well, let's go on to happier things. This Sunday we will have our Antenatal Class at DDMC! Yay! I really can't wait for the class as I have so many questions to ask... Lyn will be there too, and Kak Uji advised me to bring my bag along just in case the class turned out to be practical... hehe meaning that if I go into real labour.
Aleesya's stuff are coming along nicely. We got some really good quality rompers for her at a bargain at FOS, and will go back for more! My favorite one says "My Dad Rocks!" The only thing missing is a picture of a guitar. Her mattress is in place, I even had her bed sheet and pillow cases all in place. Her clothes and essentials are piling up bit by bit.
Since Mak suggested I occupy the room downstairs for my confinement, I of course have to clear it out to make it livable. It's a jungle in there. So the day after Raya Haji, we pulled up our sleeves and gotong royong the room. Lots of the kids' toys were found, and everyone's junks or treasures were stored somewhere else. I moved the bed to make more room, so the crib can come in. After numerous times vacuuming, Abang brought over the mop for me. It took me 3 rounds of mopping to get the desired result. And poor Abang, he stepped on a piece of glass, which took hours to dig out as it was small and embedded deep inside his flesh... Ouch!
There was just a few more things to clear out from the room, but Abang insisted he will do the rest with the other boys. I will just do the light lifting. Hopefully by this weekend, we can have the room set up properly for the big day, because I think it will be very soon when Aleesya says Hi to us! Even the gals at work say that I look like I am ready to pop.
Darn, I have so many things on my mind and my chest... I hope that GOD will help me persevere and deal with my own demons well. I need to cope and get through this with the strength I should carry out when I finally become the person I have wanted to be for the longest time now.... A MOTHER... God help me... Amin...
