I met up with 2 pregnant frens recently. WB is due next February, while WY is due next May. Both of them are having their second pregnancy.
And with two pregnant mummies and one breastfeeding mummy, the conversation inevitably circled around pregnancy and motherhood. Did the girls have any nausea? Cravings? Bigger appetite? Any food they don't eat anymore? How much weight have they put on? Any aches? Any pains?How is Nr.1 coping with Nr.2's coming?
And the conversation apart, as I looked at them walking about with their expanding bellies, I am much reminded of my own pregnancy. It is still hard to believe that I was myself sporting this massive cannon in front just about 3 and a half months ago! Indeed, as one girlfren assured me when I was having fears about the birthing process, the pregnancy and birth can easily become a blur once Baby is here.
Well, anyway, back to the girls. When WY first told me about being pregnant again, I was very happy for her. But also worried. She already has twins and I had wondered how she will cope with being pregnant. For even as my memory of my pregnancy is a bit hazy, I did remember it was not the smoothest time in the world.
But the girls report otherwise. The odd craving here and there, a little bit of nausea, but hardly anymore nuisance than that. In fact, they seem to be having quite nice time. WY has even been on a trip and was contemplating a second one outside the country.
We have also been plotting our next gathering. And the plan is a sashimi party with a sashimi chef all booked for the date. And both ladies fully intend to have the full set and are relishing the thought of that fantastic dinner.
I was astonished! I could not stomach the smell or taste of seafood during my pregnancy. But more than anything, I was much delighted and relieved. People have told me that every pregnancy is different. And more often than not, the second pregnancy is easier than the first. I had my doubts, but now that I hear my frens' testimony, I have high hopes indeed!
Because of course, I want a second one. Julien will be too lonely if he is an only child. Daddy Low is a bit more cautious; he says "one at a time". He remembers all too clearly how his wife turned into an irritable, edgy monster when she became pregnant :) As well as the constant waking up for feeds at night in the newborn months. In fact, he still dreams of his child-free sleep some nights! :)
One morning, Daddy Low had woken up and told me he just dreamt of Nr.2. IN his dream, Julien was standing and, in fact, walking already. And he was about up to Daddy Low's thigh. Nr.2 was sitting on the floor and both were dressed in Buzz Lightyear costumes. How weird is that?! Daddy Low said Julien talked and talked and talked, while Nr.2 was just sitting there, looking at him. And Daddy Low shuddered and said, "Not yet, not yet!" Guess he is not ready for Nr.2...
I think that is because Julien has already showed signs of being a feisty one. Already, a few weeks before delivery, I had dreamt of an Asian boy practising writing his Chinese name all over my floor, walls and bedsheets... for one moment, I had been upset, wondering whose brat of a child this is. It didn't take me long before it dawned upon me that he could very well be mine! :)
In real life, Julien is generally calm and smiling. And these days, he likes to engage and laugh and play. But when he wants something, like his feed, he is loud. And I mean inconsolably LOUD... until you stick a bottle in his mouth. And sometimes, when he wakes up and no one is around, he starts to cry. I try not to go to him immediately, since sometimes it is just an odd cry and he goes right back to sleep. But if he persists, you can't ignore this boy for long. Not only is he loud, his cries can break your heart. Once I pick him up, he can stop immediately and start to look around. You get it that he can cry and stop at will. And what annoys yet makes me laugh at times is he would smile at me once I carry him in my arms. But I remind myself he is too young to be devious, that it is not a smile of triumph, but simply one of delight that Mummy has come...
But feisty one or not, this boy is our little treasure and I just want him to be happy. As for Nr.2, who knows when that will be? I am not yet out of my maternity clothes and it is a bit horrendous to think of being stuck in them and not even have a chance in my pre-pregnancy clothes before Nr.2 comes, so I think it will be some time yet. In the meantime, we are just enjoying our time with Julien, night feeds regardless... :)
Well, anyway, back to the girls. When WY first told me about being pregnant again, I was very happy for her. But also worried. She already has twins and I had wondered how she will cope with being pregnant. For even as my memory of my pregnancy is a bit hazy, I did remember it was not the smoothest time in the world.
But the girls report otherwise. The odd craving here and there, a little bit of nausea, but hardly anymore nuisance than that. In fact, they seem to be having quite nice time. WY has even been on a trip and was contemplating a second one outside the country.
We have also been plotting our next gathering. And the plan is a sashimi party with a sashimi chef all booked for the date. And both ladies fully intend to have the full set and are relishing the thought of that fantastic dinner.
I was astonished! I could not stomach the smell or taste of seafood during my pregnancy. But more than anything, I was much delighted and relieved. People have told me that every pregnancy is different. And more often than not, the second pregnancy is easier than the first. I had my doubts, but now that I hear my frens' testimony, I have high hopes indeed!
Because of course, I want a second one. Julien will be too lonely if he is an only child. Daddy Low is a bit more cautious; he says "one at a time". He remembers all too clearly how his wife turned into an irritable, edgy monster when she became pregnant :) As well as the constant waking up for feeds at night in the newborn months. In fact, he still dreams of his child-free sleep some nights! :)
One morning, Daddy Low had woken up and told me he just dreamt of Nr.2. IN his dream, Julien was standing and, in fact, walking already. And he was about up to Daddy Low's thigh. Nr.2 was sitting on the floor and both were dressed in Buzz Lightyear costumes. How weird is that?! Daddy Low said Julien talked and talked and talked, while Nr.2 was just sitting there, looking at him. And Daddy Low shuddered and said, "Not yet, not yet!" Guess he is not ready for Nr.2...
I think that is because Julien has already showed signs of being a feisty one. Already, a few weeks before delivery, I had dreamt of an Asian boy practising writing his Chinese name all over my floor, walls and bedsheets... for one moment, I had been upset, wondering whose brat of a child this is. It didn't take me long before it dawned upon me that he could very well be mine! :)
In real life, Julien is generally calm and smiling. And these days, he likes to engage and laugh and play. But when he wants something, like his feed, he is loud. And I mean inconsolably LOUD... until you stick a bottle in his mouth. And sometimes, when he wakes up and no one is around, he starts to cry. I try not to go to him immediately, since sometimes it is just an odd cry and he goes right back to sleep. But if he persists, you can't ignore this boy for long. Not only is he loud, his cries can break your heart. Once I pick him up, he can stop immediately and start to look around. You get it that he can cry and stop at will. And what annoys yet makes me laugh at times is he would smile at me once I carry him in my arms. But I remind myself he is too young to be devious, that it is not a smile of triumph, but simply one of delight that Mummy has come...
But feisty one or not, this boy is our little treasure and I just want him to be happy. As for Nr.2, who knows when that will be? I am not yet out of my maternity clothes and it is a bit horrendous to think of being stuck in them and not even have a chance in my pre-pregnancy clothes before Nr.2 comes, so I think it will be some time yet. In the meantime, we are just enjoying our time with Julien, night feeds regardless... :)
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