At 8th week…
*Courtesy of http://www.wprc.org/fetal.phtml
I guess i am better at dealing with my pregnancy already. Last week was madness and i suffered a fair bit due to the nausea… and its affecting my work. I hope this week it’ll get better.
Heard a few old wives’ tales on how to predict the sex of my unborn child. Some say put a red thread around my wedding band and pull it above my right palm… if the ring swings front and back or left and right… it’ll be a boy, but if it swings round and round, then it’ll be a girl… Kind of amazed, how could the ring move by itself?… I’d tried it… and the ring swing side by side… i tried again and again, the results is always the same. Hmm…
Before i was pregnant, i had always wanted to have boy, i even had a name for him already!… This, i attribute partly to the fact that i had a girl already and partly to my mother’s influence since young. My mother had 5 daughters and she was under very strong pressure to produce a male heir to the family. So dreaming about having a boy is somewhat like helping my mother to fulfill her wish…
But now, i dont really care about the baby being a boy or a girl. Nevermind the tiredness, the awfulness… initial crampings, the nausea, and i know i’d look like shit for the past weeks… somehow, i just want the child to be healthy, i know deep down, no matter what’s the sex of the baby… Husband and I will still love him or her with all our heart. Just like all the parents in the world.
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