A supportive dad, a supported pregnancy
As we enter into the last trimester of pregnancy, things are getting intense. Shall I correct that “I” am getting intense? Neurotic is probably a better adjective. Luckily I have a supportive husband who has been riding on the pregnancy waves of emotions in the last 7 months. The list of neurotic things include (but not limited to):
1. Wife getting too serious about the babyplus system (which is now an alarm clock for Ian EVERY MORNING, including Saturday and Sunday)
2. Husband getting desperate to have his future son join him and gang up on his mom (daily talking to our monkey urging him to come out!)
3. Wife complaining about Husband not being supportive (although he has been there at every prenatal checkup & scan, every shopping decision, and put up with babyplus system, my adamant diet & regimented 3-times-a-week Yoga practice, and my whinging about being huge since week 18!)
4. Husband gaining sympathy weight with the pregnant wife – see for yourself:
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5. Wife forcing Ian to join “hynobirthing” class – a “new age” alternative to the regular prenatal class!
But of course to a pregnant woman, the above seems normal and natural while she is concentrating soley on the pregnancy and birth. Until someone tells you “Ian has been such a supportive husband, which probably helped and made your pregnancy a whole lot easier!” And she was probably right! Or as another girlfriend has said “all I can say to Ian is to stay “OHM…” despite all this crazy chaos!” - a Yoga term that is often referenced to stay calm and peaceful.
So, to my supportive husband, Ian, thank you for putting up with all the above. And I promise that more will come… he he he.
My test for diabetes has come back and all is good. That deserved me an instant “Ball Luo Bau” – a sweet bun with tasty crust on top that I crave every single day.
Until next week, we are well in Hong Kong at 28 weeks and stuck at home with a typhoon number 8 as our backdrop!
