I’m back in Cavite. This morning, I went to see my OB for my monthly pre-natal check-up. I would love to share with you the sound of my baby’s heartbeat but my neanderthal of a phone whose voice file extension I have yet to research on is proving to be a problem. But I’m glad I caught it on record. It’s only for 16 seconds and my battery is on lowbatt mode now that I’ve listened to it all day again and again and again.
Everything seems to be okay except that, in my 4th month, I lost weight. You know what? That would be a perfectly good news if I was unpregnant and trying desperately to be skinny. Unfortunately, I’m not. I don’t understand why I’m losing weight without even trying! I mean, I’ve tried dieting whole year last year and that venture wasn’t really successful. And here I am now, feeding two bodies and the weighing scale won’t even budge a notch. Either am not eating enough for two or my body is shedding off the excess pounds I’ve carried all these time. LOL. Think positive!
My OB even asked if I was stressed out because of work. But really, work isn’t something I can handle. Except early this week when I had to attend a 3-day training in Makati and that proved to be pretty stressful. On the 1st day, on a MONDAY, I had to take the MRT. There were so many people at the Cubao station and the guards weren’t letting anybody in unless the waiting area was already cleared and the line was really, really a mile long. And so I headed for the northbound area and decided to take the roundtrip. That took me a good 40 minutes and arrived late in training. On the 2nd day, the transport groups decided to have a holiday and I was forced to drive the van lest I find myself stranded in the middle of smog-filled EDSA. The drive was long to and from Ayala especially on the way home because by noon, transportation was up again — lots of buses + no number coding = EDSA Parking Area. I only had a breather on Wednesday when my mom’s driver was in finally! Makati, never again!!! I’d rather work at Binondo. It may be far but there’s no traffic if you take the LRT. And the LRT is 3x more spacious than the MRT! I could hardly breathe in the MRT!
Back to my weight…I guess, I was pretty stressed this week but not stressed enough not to eat! I love to eat. I just wish I get heavier.
Light bulb moment: It is only when you’re pregnant that you wish for yourself to get bigger.
