It’s been a very very long time since I actually did an update about life. By the time I post this, I’ll prob be close to 5 months pregnant! The last time I wrote about life was our 2 year wedding anniversary and it wasn’t too long after that we found out some life changing news… We are expecting our tiny human next spring! I’m not quite sure what to call “it” yet… so I’ve been telling friends and family that I have a tiny human growing inside me. It’s rather a very odd feeling. Pregnancy is something that I don’t think I can ever get used to.
A little short summary of my past 3 months (I will post a more detail of my 1st trimester in later posts), I can sum it up in 4 words: Naps, Bed, TV, Video Games. I didn’t leave the house for 2 months. I was so incredibly sick, I actually lost weight during my 1st trimester. I was surviving off peanut butter and bread for 2 months. I slept at least 12 hours everyday. I couldn’t even go to work and had to work from home couple of days a week. You know all the hopes and dreams of feeding your tiny human healthy snacks and veggies? Well. My tiny human had peanut butter and bread. Oh and occasionally fries and big mac. I had no desire to digest veggies or meat. The thought of that actually made me gag. But more about this in my next post!
It’s coming. I wouldn’t say I’m 100% ready, I don’t think anyone can ever be 100% ready. But I know this is what I want at my stage of life right now. I’m petrified of childbirth. I almost want someone to just knock me out and deliver the tiny human for me. I know one would argue that’s what “motherhood” is. Well. I say. Bring on the epidural.
Saying goodbye to life
At least temporary. You know the sleepless nights, the exhaustion, not leaving the house, not having time for yourself. I’m afraid I won’t be able to do it, I know some mothers does it so gracefully, some.. well, not so much. And I might fall in the category of “well, not so much”. Ever since I hit my 2nd trimester – I’ve been having a lot of dreams. This is probably because of all the hormones…..Mostly about life and my past and how I’ve lived my life… and I want to share with you some of the experiences I’m so glad I get to enjoy before I’m entering into a new chapter of my life.
Experiences I’m glad I get to experience
Carefree feeling. It’s been awhile since I had this feeling, but I know at some point in our lives, we all have experienced this. This is before the bills, the mortgage, the marriage, major responsibilities, and jobs. Every since I turned 20, many of my older friends told me to just enjoy life while you can, before you know it’s gone and life isn’t so fun anymore. It will be a different kind of fun. This feeling can either be just chilling with your friends at a portable when you are 12 years old at recess time, or going trick-or-treating and dumping out all the goodies you collected at the end of the night. Or simply, just spending Christmas with your cousins and opening gifts. I truly miss this moment.
Driving. Getting my license and car when I was 18. It gave me “freedom” mind you – it wasn’t a fancy car or anything it was my dad’s 1994 corolla. I still remember denting it when my mom was in the car while I was trying to “park”.
Different culture experiences. The different cultures, the different people you interact through traveling. Either it’s with friends or alone, it’s such a fantastic feeling. I’ve been to many different places and I still want to travel more! I don’t travel because I’m bored…. I travel before I want to experience the food, the culture, the people, the way they live there. Traveling in your early 20s is so different than the way I travel now. In my 20s, while traveling to Europe, I will literally walk for 20 hours, sleep? Who needs sleep when you get to party at the red light district, watching Live porn all night long?? Fast forward, traveling in my late 20s, well. You guessed it I need my bed at 11pm latest because I’m SO tired from walking and exploring. The energy level is not there. And of course, traveling in my 20s we stayed from hostel to hostel and sharing beds and bathrooms to I need a hotel. Sharing? What’s that??
Having a second place where I call home. I was born in Hong Kong, but there’s not much attachment I have with that place, except well. They really good shopping malls. Australia is where I call my second home, it’s a place where I truly found who I was, who I want to be. I met people around the world that I can still call them friends. I worked with internationally with people who spend their life in public health. I wasn’t there for that long, but it was long enough that I would not trade that experience for anything in the world. The freedom I felt when I was traveling by myself, the people I met… it’s something I’m so grateful I get to experience in life.
Traveling with your life partner. This one is a bit of stretch. My husband is not big fan of traveling before he met me. He probably been on a plane once. Meanwhile I’m flying left, right and center since I was 16 years old. I love then sun, he hates the sun. I love to try different food, he gets a stomachache from eating foreign food. I can shop for hours, him, not so much. But over the past 4 years…. I’ve trained him well. He doesn’t have such a weak stomach anymore… he can shop a good 8 hours now! Well, the sun… we are still working on it since he’s legit allergic to the sun.
Preparing for the new life
It’s going to a be very interesting experience, but I really can’t wait. I’m excited to be a mother. I’m excited for family trips. It’s going to be one hell of a ride.
Thanks so much for reading.