Friday, November 28, 2008

Missing Pinas and Family

Being pregnant wreaks havoc on my emotions. Tears start falling from just watching a corny advertisement. Ronnel and I were watching Cinderella Man the other day and I was really annoyed with myself for bawling my eyes out on a boxing movie!

Drunk with hormones, I get to reminisce about past Christmases and other celebrations we've had with our families. Looking at the photos of their celebrations this year, I feel a longing to be with them...

Here's my dad and my brother in their business venture. They're the sole distributor of the Amazing Education Software. Hope this business will bring them success.



Here's my brother and sis and Papa celebrating my sister's birthday last Nov 16. (I'm also nostalgic about the days when I was as slim as her.... haaaay)




And my wacky cousins, uncles and aunts...

Wednesday, November 12, 2008

We're ready to share the good news!

Since I've posted my recent pictures where I appear to be bigger than usual coupled with the takoyaki craving incident, friends have skirted around the question "Are you pregnant?", carefully asked so that I won't be offended (in case it's just because I ate a lot!). Well, we're ready to share it now. Yes, we are pregnant! 13 weeks as of this post.

It's been an interesting experience for me. I was pregnant last year too but had an unfortunate miscarriage during the 9th week so we were really careful about sharing the news. But since we're past the critical stage (12 weeks), we're ready to share the good news with our family and friends.

This time around, I experienced all the pregnancy symptoms I haven't had the chance to experience before. I swear, after throwing up for consecutive days, being nauseous at any slight movement, feeling faint and craving for something you can't identify - I am in awe of my mother, my grandma, my mother-in-law and all the mothers out there who have gone through this. The only consolation I get is that Ronnel is extra attentive and has been very patient with me.

Anyway, let me end this by posting pictures of our little one. I thought I'd be different from mums who show ultra sound pictures to everybody but no, I'm just like the rest of 'em proud mums-to-be. So bear with me.

At eight weeks we can barely figure out where he/she is. Good thing there's a little arrow... that's why at work, our little one is fondly called "Little Arrowhead".

Here's our little one at eight weeks:



And at 13 weeks (yay, we no longer need an arrow to find our little one!)