I've been on course so didn't read the postings. It seems like everyone's sharing their symptoms as to whether they are expecting boys or girls
Anyway, I don't hv any preference, as long as the baby is healthy and adorable.
I also crave for Jack's Place tenderloin steak, Swenson's steak and kinda hate fish (I wonder why).
I have dandruffs on my pillow too and I think it's damn gross to dust off those flakes every morning... As for zits, I notice I've a couple on my chest and back, and plenty of whiteheads on my forehead.
I'm wondering where to buy nice maternity apparel. I've been to a few at Suntec but nothing really caught my eye. I went to Topshop, Dorothy Perkins and Zara and found nothing I really fancy. In the end, I got a few babydoll pieces from Forever 21 to go with my stretch pants I got from BloomingChic and Spring.
I've bought myself a pair of Hush Puppies and will be buying another pair of Birkenstocks, Ecco or Geox comfy shoes as I grow bigger
I went to the Taka Baby Fair at B2 podium with my hb but found nothing we really need at the moment. We'll wait for our next scan to confirm the gender before we select the cot, the stroller, and other accessories.
I'm trying to talk to my baby every day to ask what s/he'd like mommy to eat for the day!!! hhahah!! Quite silly...I also stop engaging in bitching and politicking in the office as I think it's not good for the baby. Just don't understand why my colleagues keep harping on those politics even when I turned a deaf ear to them. I think pregnancy has made me into somewhat a peace-loving, mild-mannered and docile employee. I just hate to raise my voice and voice my opinion at meetings. Best is to shut up and don't get into upsetting quarrels with people, in case they raise my anger hormones and irritate my baby. Also don't want baby to witness the horrible side of adults...
I find some of my 30-something female colleagues (those who refuse to have children) really inconsiderate. They are fond of telling me horror stories about how their friends and relatives lost their babies, and how their in-laws conflict with them, how this and that to see my reaction, despite knowing I am preggers. I cannot help but wonder if it's "sour grapes". I'm tired of hanging around in the office. I wish I could skip lunch with these gossipy colleagues and hide in one corner with my baby listening to classical music...
Sigh...