Am I ok.. or maybe I am not.... ;(

The past few days would prob have been the most difficult period of my pregnancy.... and it's strange.. considering that I am about 2 weeks away from seeing my little one.. one would expect me to be filled with anticipation and happiness... and actually that is what I thought I will be too..

But unfortunately, it doesn't seem to be the case. And in fact, if I could coin a term, I would say I am suffering from Pre Natal Blues... and it doesn't help that my legs probably weight a ton now, my left hand seems almost paralysed from I dunno what reason, and I just feel ultimately lousy about myself.... from the aches all over...from the breakouts I am getting and just from the sheer fact that I seemed to have lost my brains! I seemed to have just gone bimbotic overnight... I can't analyse things as well, I cry over the slightest issues.. and I am just so lost about almost eveything... and no one seems to understand...and it's always extra hurting to know that even those closest to you don't seem to take your condition seriously. Must it always take something major to happen before one would be taken seriously?

This is probably going to be my most depressing post...and I pray that God will make things better for me...

It's tough...

It's tough to maintain a blog. I can't believe how freaking difficult it is to find time to blog! Now my computer kenna robbed by someone to do some upgrade so came in to skive...

It's tough to think of a name. I can't believe that 4 months just flew by since the last time Selene and I brought up the issue of a name, and till now, we have not sorted out the name. It so difficult to agree on a name that we both mutually like, or worse still, to even come up with the candidate names.

It's tough to manage work/life balance. The demands of work recently is killing me as work piles up, and at the same time, provide sufficient focus on family to ensure that things are all prep-ed and ready for the baby.

It's tough to prepare for the baby. Issues such as maid, confinement lady, who takes care of the baby after the maternity leave, infant care, etc. etc. are all swirling around in a limbo. Finding a maid is like buying the $8 mil TOTO, either u tio or don't tio. Even mundane things like buying a stroller can turn into big time stress.

Ah, it's tough.