tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11803494475472667662012-02-16T07:09:00.335-08:00Tinehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09031280627343288978noreply@blogger.comBlogger21100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1180349447547266766.post-9749421463859981792008-06-12T22:31:00.000-07:002008-06-13T00:45:26.570-07:00<div align="justify"><span style="font-family:georgia;"><strong>It was really hard</strong>. This is a very short description but explains all. This term deprived me from working for a month. I had to stay home and rest for I feel very weak and restless. I even lost 5lbs as I developed a very bad appetite. All I eat are gone wasted that I almost never wanted to eat. I had too much craving for drinks with ice for even a warm water could make me blow. I hated the smell of garlic and onions too. As such, I stopped cooking for a while. Even the smell of a fried SPAM could make me dizzy and nausated. </span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:georgia;"></span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:georgia;">Hormonal changes could really bring a tremendous "sacrifices" to pregnant women and to mention, to husbands. Yes, I never wanted my husband near me. The smell of his breath even after having a brush irritates me. I don't want him kissing me. I never got excited to sleep with him. Horrible isn't it? But this is a wonderful thing to be considered too for these are all an indication of a growing life. It may not be hard for the others, but I believe all moms have considered the first trimester of pregnancy as special for the more sacrifices you get pass through signifies the love that you have for the child within you. I am just glad that this period is over. I am now enjoying the wonders of pregnancy.</span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1180349447547266766-974942146385998179?l=anewlifeanewbeginning.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Tinehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09031280627343288978noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1180349447547266766.post-15643649929866587102008-06-11T19:22:00.001-07:002008-06-12T23:12:27.637-07:00<div align="justify"><a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_c9BjLsnW_f4/SFCIrWaTJ-I/AAAAAAAAACY/fWO_9Riuk1Y/s1600-h/ultra3.jpg"><span style="font-family:courier new;color:#333333;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210815047199303650" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_c9BjLsnW_f4/SFCIrWaTJ-I/AAAAAAAAACY/fWO_9Riuk1Y/s320/ultra3.jpg" border="0" /></span></a><span style="font-family:georgia;color:#333333;">It was on March 5,2008 that we went to see an OBgyne due to a positive pregnancy test. As soon as I woke up that day, I hurried to the bathroom to wash up a bit and brush my teeth. I still did not pee that time as I am already planning to take a test to confirm my hunch of being pregnant. I don't know what was really running in my mind then but I really had this strong feeling that I am having a baby. I was just 5 days delayed then and a week prior, I was experiencing unexplainable stomach spasms. So then, I hurried to the nearby drugstore to buy the kit. I was totally in awe when I saw the two lines indicating a life inside me. There were mixed emotions...of happiness and fear. But one thing is for sure, this baby is a blessing and a gift from above. It is a beginning of a new life for me, my husband and our family. </span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;color:#000066;"></span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:78%;color:#000066;"></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1180349447547266766-1564364992986658710?l=anewlifeanewbeginning.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Tinehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09031280627343288978noreply@blogger.com0