The first three months weren’t very difficult though. Except for the occasional nausea and some rare instances of vomitting, I didn’t experience much of the dilemmas most women fear about pregnancy. Some of my friends would ask me if I would have moments like those in the TV and movies where the pregnant woman dramatically rushes to the sink to throw up. Nope, definitely never had that one.
12 am. October 10, 2006.
I was trying really hard to get some sleep but my eyes won’t keep shut. I glanced at Kernan who was still busy watching TV and browsing through Buy and Sell magazine at the same time. I guess he couldn’t sleep too.
We couldn’t possibly be having subconscious wedding jitters are we? Besides, it’s just our civil wedding. No fancy ceremonies or receptions, just close friends and our immediate families gathering for lunch.
Right now, I’m really craving for Wendy’s baked potato with cheese. There’s something about it’s creamy consistency that just drives my taste buds crazy.
It’s weird because the last time I remember I ever ate a baked potato was during my college days when I was still with the V at UST. Wendy’s would be a staple for dinner and early morning breaks during pressworks because it was the only fastfood near UST that was open for 24 hours. My favorite order was the Chicken Breast Fillet sandwich. I’d rarely order a baked potato because I thought it was too bland and I didn’t like the idea of eating the skin.
Last Thursday
One month ago
As two violet lines slowly appeared on the white piece of plastic, a wave of anticipation washed over me.
Positive.
