33 weeks

Honestly, I feel like a beached whale.

Aside from the loaded belly that I am lugging to places (and some say that it isn't that big), water retention as well as other causes of weight-gain are endowing me with pudginess (not exactly the cherubic kind)... and I've turned from swan-graceful (ehem) into a clumsy clod. I bump into the most random objects and trip over my feet (or the cracks in the ground) once in a while. I don't think that I've started waddling yet (or maybe I have and am in denial) - but I might very soon.

Thanks to the hormones, I am tired, moody and melancholic-weepy every day (and I am actually feeling a little ill and achey while typing this - hopefully, it's not a flu bug I caught). However, I appreciate the dear clowns who trouble themselves to make me laugh (and laugh at myself) from time to time. Thank God that I actually have job(s) (temporary or not), which make my days more purposeful, put me in talking terms with people and keep me productive. Otherwise, I'd be even more depressed.

But just in case this post becomes too much of a rant, I thought I'd mention some other blessings that I've received too:

1. Baby is doing well. We are very happy with her, even though she often decides to practise her kicks, lunges, punches, rib-pokes (my ribs) in the wee hours of the morning. Can't snooze even if I wanted to. It's funny how daddy's hand can still her better than mummy's hand can. Since she grown much bigger now, I can sort of trace the outline of her little body within mine when she draws her knees to her tummy or does full body stretches/ semi star jumps (I'm using a lot of my imagination nowadays). It feels me with wonder to see how my body is accommodating her growth and yet, I haven't burst open at the seams or popped! So, a woman was fashioned out of Adam's rib, the Bible says. Amazing rib. Awesome God!

2. Giving English tuition has been a blast. I will admit that money is one of the incentives, yes ($___$)... but there is also much satisfaction in having my Korean student warm up to me and attempt to share her heart in English, difficult as it is. I let her get away with speaking Korean whenever she has absolutely no idea how to express herself in English - but most of the time, she tries her best to stick to English. Good student. On a side-note, I wondered today if I had managed to surprise my baby in the past week by conversing in a different tongue - I haven't spoken much Korean since we conceived her.

3.  I am looking forward to watching an orchestra in town with the hubby this Saturday. Thank you, hubs for getting the tickets!