18th January 2008
4.44pm

It started with the pimples. Loads of it. Before the wedding, my skin had become the source of envy for its flawless spotless complexion (Haha. Cant stop me from carrying on with myself in my own journal now can you?). Then it was the weight gain. I kinda blamed it on the splurge of McDonalds and KFCs I had in what seemed to be some kinda revenge payment for all the diet programmes I had to go thru before the BIG day. There was also this back and waist sprain I kept having which made me feel old and fat actually. Last but not least, there was the fatigue. The severe tiredness I kept having that made me crash onto bed at 9.30 pm. And I was crying for weird reasons. Hubby and I were playing the PSP and he could not kill the bad guy, I cried. Mama had a bite at my french fries and commented that it was soggy, I cried. I was kinda having thoughts that this is basically what married life is all about. Scary that marriage gave me pimples, fat, back and waist sprain and tiredness. That about sums it all. But it became really scary when an officemate made a clear cut statement of "normas muka ko huduh sebab… maybe ko pregnant". Just maybe. Hubby bought this crappy pregnancy test kit and the there were two lines. One line was a dark purple (valid test) but the other line was a vague pink (which made me think that I busted the test. How was I to know?). I didn’t have much cravings for food or anything but the hubby had cravings for laksa and jeruk which is kinda weird coming from a guy who does not have much cerewetness for his food. I bought this big bowl of jeruk mangga which tasted heaven. A friend bought another big bowl of jeruk two days later to which my tummy went hurling like a roller coaster. Enough jeruk for life. However that gave hubby and I an idea that we should do another pregnancy test. Tested it this morning. Came back positive (yay!). I was showered with hugs and kisses. Hubby was estatic. However, being realistic that I am (again carrying on with myself huh? Hehe), I need a confirmation (an image whatever at least), so I need a doctor’s view on this. Hubby promised tomorrow. So tomorrow it is.

Friends have been asking whether I have loya-loya. Said no. proud to say no. had the first hit of ‘loya’ness tonight. Was on the bike with hubby and I wanted to puke real bad. Nothing came out. Had to be wrapped from head to toe in blanket before I could sleep.