From the Beginning

Here is another older post..

The purpose of my having a blog is principally to record the pregnancy process. My first pregnancy process. I would like to look back after some time and relive the precious moments.. its joy, anticipation, fears and horrible symptoms.


For men, please stop reading now if you are not interested in menstrual cycle and all the yucky stuff. You were warned.

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I was expecting my period (told ya) around 19 May 08 and found some brown discharge on.. where else. I was not concerned as It had happened before. So I just put on a panty liner and went on life as usual. Work. Lunch with friends. Facebook. But I soon found myself collapsing on my chair in the afternoon. I was dizzy and dead tired. I blamed it all on the blazing hot weather and thought nothing about it.

The discharge went on for a week before I made an impromptu decision to get a pee stick from the pharmacy behind my office. I was not expecting anything as it could be ANYTHING. I tried for baby for the past 1 year plus or maybe 2 years and was never successful. I was beginning to reconcile myself to the fact that I was infertile as I went past 3-oh. Besides that, the online pregnancy questionnaire only indicated a 50% chance of me being pregnant this time.

So I went and got one. At home, I read the instructions over and over again to make sure I got it right. Pee stick is not exactly cheap you know. A few seconds after – voila! – two (2) lines appeared. Were my eyes playing tricks on me? I left the pee stick on the sink and waited for my husband to return. Shaken, doubtful and relieved, I experience a surge of emotions that I could not recognise.

He finally returned, this punk, way past his office hour, as usual. I pretended to fold the laundry in the guest room and waited eagerly for his response. Minutes went by without a word from Mr Cool. So I went in the bathroom and asked him to his face. Mr Phlegmatic was smiling and asked me if this was a joke. Oh, why was I punished for being a joy maker in our marriage?

After some cuddles and tears, we were in disbelief. Is this real? Are we really having a baby? But it is impossible, a baby can not be conceived out of the fertile period (ok, kids under 18 please leave now). Is this result reliable?

Looking at my flat tummy, I was uncertain and perplexed and fearful. That night, we said a prayer for our baby and drfited into troubled sleep.

I will always remember that day. 26 May 2008. A day when I was invited to join many others on an unknown journey. A new life.