When 1+1 = 3
When we first found out that we are having a baby, we were thrilled. We could not wait to share this awesome piece of news with the family and close friends. Somehow, we managed to keep it under wraps until we hit the second trimester before officially breaking the news.
I was lucky to have an easy pregnancy with many people who showered the baby and me with a lot of love. We looked forward to our gynae visits knowing that we will be able to see the little one through that black and white screen. At the back of my head, I kept thinking that I am having a baby girl. I had so many names in mind, and had thought of ways to dress her up. She could probably take over my Sylvanian Families collection. As it turned out, I was having a baby boy!
Having no experience with baby boys (I only have lovable nieces), I started to research on what I should expect when raising a baby boy. To which, I thank God for many self help channels / social media platforms where I can learn from others’ experiences.
Apart from my final 2 days prior to delivery (I was 36 weeks along), which I could not walk anymore due to my hurting pelvic bones, my pregnancy journey was a pleasant one. No morning sickness, not much water retention, no cravings. In fact, I did not even know I was in labour until we were at the hospital checking out the cause of my disability to walk! When we were told that the baby would arrive the next day, we did not even have a name for him yet. Meeting him was a magical moment for me and my better half. At that instant, we finalized his name. His name is Isaac (meaning : laughter).
(Isaac at 8months+ on Christmas Day 2015)