Complaints of a Mummy 2 B

Okay, these arent exactly complaints. Just, dissatisfactions. Or , bitter experiences. Hihihi... Whatever they are, I'm still happy that I am pregnant. =D

When you are pregnant, you start to hate things that you used to love. Or sometimes, you just have to forget certain things for a while. Not cool.

Food

Okay now tell me who hates eating? Nobody. Unless you're anorexic, that is.
So, the story is, now, every single thing i eat will almost definitely come out again. Either then and there or two hours later. Point is, nothing stays inside. So, really, putting anything into my mouth is becoming like a task. Dude, forget nasi lemak, charkoeyteow, pizzas, kfc, lalala you name it i hate em all. Kasihan... And no gassy food for me either. Once, i ate gulai nangka and found myself vomitting non-stop for an hour. I ended up vomitting blood. So, goodbye gulai labu.
And... Ive got to forget my absolute must have morning coffee. Or the lunch Starbucks trips. Goodbye mocha latte. (tho i have to admit noticing the longer jangka hayat of my helaian 50 bucks in my purse now, hiihihihi.. trimas lah baby!)

Shopping / Socializing / Going out

Shopping, ape itu shopping?
The thought of having to find and rush to the nearest restroom and vomit with strangers around me is so not a motivation for me to even step out of the house.
My bank account should thank me for this.

Looking Pretty for Work

Please refer to previous para.
No shopping = no new baju.
Pregnant = fat.
fat = no new baju.

I can no longer fit into any of my pants. Even tho most of em are low rise pants but NOTHING FITS ANYMORE!!!! *Depressed*
I wear the same 5 baju kurung to office every week. My morning siap-siap routine consists of mandi, cari baju kurung, sikat rambut, ikat rambut and I'm good to go. Perfume? Ape itu?
Oh, and lets forget heels for a while okey. I'm wearing the ugliest kasut sampan i have ever seen. They're pretty comfortable tho. Like walking in a sampan. Mueehehehe..

Tidur

For those who know me, my tidur is precious. I do not sacrifice my tidur. I wake up in the morning wishing i still have another 4 hours of darkness to sleep.
But, eversince i got preggie, tidur seems to be one of the hardest things to do. Pusing kanan salah, pusing kiri pun salah, telentang pun salah, meniarap jangan harap le. I wake up every 2-3 hour trying to find a comfy sleeping position. Or trying not to puke. That was couple of weeks ago. Now, i'd wake up to pee. Oiiii i want to tidur laaa... sigh~

Driving

Hehehe I have a designated driver to drive me to work every morning now. It all happened when i puked in the car on my way home. Luckily there was a plastic bag in the car or else..... Hmmm not a pretty picture to imagine ey? (I was still half an hour away from home)

If possible I dont even want to get into the car. The road from Gombak - Jln Duta are not the best roads to travel on. Lubang sane sini imagine the gegaran I have to endure... lagi byk gegar2 lagi rasa nak muntah... so I'd force myself to sleep each time i get into the car. Hence the need for a driver.


There might be more, but I forgot. Thats long enough for one entry I guess. Oh, right now, the baby's listening to Quran Recital i downloaded off the net. I have a pair of headphone stretched over my tummy kuikuikui...
Hihihi I know its better if mummy does it but mummy prefers the baby to listen to a pro reading it.

Till then, take care!