Category: Pregnancy

Le Familia, Makan Chronicles, Pregnancy

Rajah

Dyan

So we had an advanced Birthday cum belated Mother’s Day treat for the MIL at 21 on Rajah. Been wanting to go there since i read so many reviews from other bloggers.

But i was sorely dissapointed.
The price was reasonable though. So if you are not very choosy about the buffet spread and you just need a place to eat and be merry, then i think 21 on Rajah is perfect. We only spent $197.00 for 5 adults and 1 child lunch buffet. That is close to what we spend for two pax at Carousel.

The good thing was, even though lunch buffet ends at 2.00pm, they allowed us to stay there and chit chat till about 3.00pm. Nobody bat an eyelid. Nobody told us to leave. So that’s a good point!

We told the in-laws of the good news yesterday and everyone was so happy and that made me happy too!
Such a little thing, yet u made so many people happy already!

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First Trimester, IVF Journey, Pregnancy, Trying To Conceive

empty

Dyan

you know it’s still quite hard to believe that i’m pregnant.
Some of my Mother-In-Law’s friends were wishing me Happy Mother’s Day yesterday and hope i ‘sangkut’ with a child soon. They didn’t know yet about the little thing i’m carrying now.

No one has outrightly asked me how it feels like to be infertile and if i could explain it, it would be infertility is invisible.
You don’t lose anything. You don’t have visible scars nor will you die from it. But boy, it hurts.
Hurts so bad when you see numerous negative test results.
Hurts so bad when you see someone who just gave birth few months ago, got pregnant again.
Hurts so bad when everybody is celebrating Mother’s Day and all you have is that aching emptiness in your tummy.

And all you want is a child to hug you and smother you with kisses and tell you that they love you.
I know that emptiness. Too well.

When i found out i’m pregnant, i promised myself i will not complain excessively on the morning sickness, back pains and how i can’t fit into my pants. Neither will i be that annoying mom-to-be, stroking my tummy every minute in front of someone i know who’s dying to be a mom. Yes, while i deserve to be happy and blessed after all i’ve been through, i can’t shake off that feeling of being ‘lonely and hopeless’ away.  That feeling of despair, bitterness & heartbreak.

But i’m human. I might forget. I might accidentally gloat and i apologize in advance.
If you are still trying to conceive, please know i understand how you feel. I really do.