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32 weeks!!






32 weeks :)
I can't hardly believe that my pregnancy is 32 weeks already!! Where do the time flies?
Maybe because I'm still staying active myself and tried to enjoy every second of it. There were down times, I have to admit. But mostly, it was a FUN experience. 
Honestly, throughout these 32 weeks, I didn't feel a thing that bother me. EXCEPT, well. I hate the scale! I've gained about 11 kgs and I still have 6 weeks or so to go.. I guess I'll gain about 3 or 4 more kilos until I give birth. That's A LOT. *le sigh* and also my mood swing. And not forget to mention, I am as clumsy as ever. I keep forgetting about things and it started get down to mr.D 's nerves. LOL 

Step aside from that, I am enjoying my wiggle wiggle baby boo companion... He seems can't stop moving inside. I talked to him from time to time. Like, "Vale, it's bath time..." or like, "I'm about to eat my favorite food, kick me if you like it too." and if he being quiet, I shake my belly and said, "how are you doing?!" Sometimes he kicked me back, even though most of the time when he wanted to be quiet, he'd be quiet.
I remember he kicked so hard  (harder than ever) when I eat satay from RM Maulana Yusuf. Mr. D also talked to him during night before we go to bed and in the morning when we wake up. He was so very funny I'm about to pee myself. I could easily imagine those two make a mess in our little home. 


I can't tell much about pregnancy tips and tricks cos it went so smooth (until now). I have no hard time sleeping at night. I always get my 6 hours minimum sleep and never wake at night just to eat some snacks. I don't experience backache and something like that. Well, I feel a bit pain in my pelvic area for the last two weeks. My OB/GYN said it was normal as my baby gaining weight. And oh, constipated attacked me :( which is also common in pregnancy. 
If there's only one thing I can share with you all, "staying active". Pregnancy is not a barrier for you to do whatever you want. I've been trying to be as normal as I can and it pays off. I didn't pity myself and sleep all day. Instead, I clean the house, do the laundry and ironing, I go to work, I drive my car, I manage to exercise twice a week and eat whatever I want (in decent portion). At first I was scared too, I asked myself whether I can still doing my activities or not. But slowly but sure, I pushed myself to do those things and thank God everything's  fine. 

Like Mr.D said, human body is such an amazing thing. It can adapt in whatever situation. It's all in your mind, really. . If you weaken yourself, then you're nothing but a weak person. But if you push yourself, you can move forward and stay strong. I chose the latter and I never feel better about myself and my body. Everyone can tell that Mr. D didn't spoil me at all during this pregnancy. He never carries my bag, he never cooks for me, even sometimes I carried dirty laundry to 2nd floor by myself back and forth. He just let me do everything on my own. Cos he think I'm strong enough to do that. I was mad at first, because (come on!) husband tend to spoil his wife during pregnancy, don't they? But now I get it. He doesn't want me to be weak. If it wasn't him, I'd be helpless in bed with severe backache, crams, and dream on about Japan trip. I mean, we'll never make it to Japan if I (say) sickly and powerless.

headstand at 32 weeks.. why not?


Anywho, 
my bump is getting bigger and I can't wait to shoot my maternity photo next week! 


thanks darling :*)






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