as the saying goes, a watched pot never boils.
and apparently, a watched tummy never pops.
anyway, it’s still technically 40weeks, so i still have, err, two more weeks before ‘deadline’. the original EDD *was* 17 apr after all, you know.
ok ok, we’re going to see the doctor later in the morning, happy? if nothing’s wrong, we’ve decided to wait some more for the pot to boil by itself. i mean, what’s another week, right?
right. another week of doing EVERYTHING sideways.
wash those dishes at the kitchen sink? sideways.
do the laundry at the washer and take it out from the dryer? sideways.
reach for the switch at the computer desk? sideways.
put on makeup and look at the mirror at the vanity table? sideways.
coz the tummy comes in between me and EVERYTHING!
so as i was looking for more baby stuff at a shop earlier – sideways of course, coz i can’t reach the back of the shelf, can i? – i was asked again, for the 358th time, if i was carrying twins. (or was it 359th? i lost count.) the lady was equally amazed that i could still squat. hey, i’ve been workin’ out, baybeh. well, ok, if you can call picking up after aniq’s stuff strewn on the floor everyday as ‘working out’.
i’ve also discovered a new, fool-proof way to ward off phone spammers. you know, those *&%^ irritating telemarketers who insist that you need another credit card or a new insurance policy or a free makeover or a gym membership, etc, and will just take “a few minutes of your time”.
well, here’s an example of a recent ‘conversation’.
caller: hello, may i speak to miss XXX?
me: what’s this regarding?
caller: miss XXX, do you currently have a credit card with YYY bank?
me: no, not interested. i’m very busy now.
caller: when is a good time to call you then?
me: no no, i’m about to give birth.
caller: what? GIVE BIRTH?? *click*
yep, HE hanged hung up the phone, not me.
hey, technically, i wasn’t reaaally lying.
i just didn’t say when i was about to give birth.
coz technically… i myself don’t even know when lah, ceh!
ok, better go. maybe do more exercises. kegels, maybe.
and brush my teeth at the bathroom sink – sideways.
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