a fragile creature

Now right after we realize about the existence of a little child growing inside me, I find myself transforming into a fragile creature. I simply cannot do everything I usually do. Here is the list of what I should not do during my pregnancy especially in this first three months ahead:

That seems a simple thing to do, but honestly it is not as easy as it does. Now if I need to go to somewhere else by tram or train or bus, I cannot run after it. I mean, I usually run straight away to the tram stop if I see it coming so that I still can catch the tram and do not need to wait another ten or twenty minutes for the next tram coming.
Unfortunately at my current workplace, lifting is one of the main tasks to do. Every morning I have to remove the tables and the chairs to outside the shop by myself. Sometimes I have to take the big rice cookers after the rice have been well cooked and transfer the rice into the other boxes. Let me tell you, the cookers with the rice inside are pretty heavy to carry, yet I have got used to do it.
This also seems a simple thing to do, but again, I am telling you, it is not as easy as it does. If I am working for six to eight hours a day, I probably only have ten to fifteen minutes to have a seat. Yes, I have to stand for the rest hours. Actually it really doesn’t matter for me. Sometimes I don’t even feel tired not to take a seat for several hours, especially when we are busy in the shop.
Chilly is one of my favorite foods in the world. I cannot live without it. I know it sounds exaggerating, but it is true. I can have meal only with rice, raw cucumber and crushed chilly. Now I have to say good bye to it. However, the fact is I am not supposed to eat any food that I want. I cannot eat a too-spicy food nor a too-salty meal nor a too-sweet drink nor a too-everything which is called food or drink. I even cannot have my favorite half-cooked egg. All food that I would consume should be well cooked – should be well done. Otherwise, the food can harm my baby. Now all food seem monstrous to me. I even do not have desire at all to eat something.
Some readings said that a pregnant woman is not supposed to work hard. However, if I do not work hard, how can I earn some money? Call me crazy but sometimes I just like to be tired, because it means I have done something useful in my life – it means I am working out for our life. Right now, my hubby even does not let me wash the dishes. Actually I enjoy it. Not to wash the dishes, I mean. Yet it no longer feels enjoyable. It is like I suddenly become a big baby who cannot do anything but sleeping, eating, sitting, laying, and doing nothing.

Yesterday, I could not stand the whole thing that suddenly comes up before me. I yelled to my hubby and said: “I HATE SUDDENLY BECOMING A FRAGILE CREATURE!” Then, he gave me a sweet answer. He said: “It is not you who are a fragile creature. It is the little one growing inside you and you are just protecting it so that it can grow well.”

A slight pause.

I have to be honest to you. In the first place, it was hard for me to accept the baby inside me. I was not excited at all. We were not expecting it to come this soon. We are not ready in everything to welcome it. Yet, I know this little child is not mine. It belongs to my Dad. He wants me to take care of it in this world. He wants me to love it as unconditionally as He does to me.

After all, I often talk to the baby now. I let him/her listen to my favorite music (and he/she already knows Disney’s songs, Britney Spears, Hoobastank, Usher, Black Eyed Peas, Josh Groban and many more; hemmm, he/she can talk about music with you soon after he/she can speak). I let him/her know when I am going to work. I let him/her taste the crushed chilly I really love. I let him/her accompany me when I write. I let him/her read Tolkien’s book, The Lord of the Rings with me (who knows he/she will grow up as a great writer like Tolkien?) Deep inside my heart, I know the little child feels what I feel. He/she understands well my language, my feeling, my everything; as it is growing inside me, near my heart.

Tuesday, 25 July 2006
3:31 pm

Ps: I guess, the baby is going to be a musician, he/she always stops disturbing me when I sing or listen to the music! That is so weird!

to run or not to run, that is the question

I have been as lazy as a pig for the last few days. Always hungry as a bear as well. This is terrible. It seems like heaven when I lay myself on the bed with thick blanket covering me, a book in my hands and music in my ear. Probably it is because of the winter (let’s blame the cold weather!). Probably I am tired. Probably I am indeed lazy. Probably there’s something else. Something… weird.

It was a weird and shocking day last Friday. I woke up in the morning as usual, and for some particular reason the only difference was that I had something to do with my urine on that morning. After all, I found myself shocking, somewhat disbelief and simply stunned. I woke my hubby up and told him. He was as shocking as I was. Then he decided to take me to the right place where we could make sure of ourselves.

I do not know whether you might have guessed something or not, however. Yet there’s something to do with me. Something really special which has made us shocking as well as stunned as well as disbelief as well as somewhat pleased.

I am pregnant.

That also means, next year we are becoming parents. There will be one more member added in our small family.

Born – kid – teen – young – in a relationship – engagement – married – pregnant – having children – to be continued. I am just wondering, what a common life I have on this earth.

Would like to run, but can’t.

Sunday, 23 July 2006
1:44 pm

hot water, please!

No, I am not taking you guys to Pop Mie ad. Those words had really been articulated by us for few days back.

Last week was an irritating week. Let me tell you why. I mean, after I lost my hundred bugs, I thought it was enough.

On Monday, last week, while I was preparing myself to go to work, our microwave got something wrong in it. It suddenly made a shocking sound, a little blasted likely, then it made the electricity at our flat went out. Well well well. It meant no heater, no light, no television, no computer, no stove, no microwave, no… almost everything! And it’s winter, let me remind you. It’s winter so we desperately needed all those things.

Okey, then my hubby called Origin (it’s a company who takes care of electricity fee) but was jumped over the city power to deal with our problem. They sent out an electrician, and in the afternoon we already had lights, television, stove, microwave, heater, computer, everything but hot water. Yes, the hot water system did not even work out afterward. It’s really not the right time not to have hot water in winter, however. Then we made a call to the city power again, and they sent out another electrician to come over our place and the electrician said there’s nothing wrong with the external system he dealt with, so it had to be the internal system.

You might have guessed that we spent the rest of the day with no hot water at all. Thank God I had a shower in the morning before those craps turned up.

The following day was as terrible as the day before. It was one of nastiest days in winter and we still didn’t get our hot water internal system worked out. So at that day, my hubby called our agent and they sent out a plumber, who only checked the internal system and said that instead of having a plumber to fix our problem, we better had an electrician to check the internal system. And he promised that another electrician would come over on that very day to check it. Do you know what time the electrician came over our place? It was almost 8 o’clock in the evening and they just checked the system and told me the tank which produced the hot water should be replaced because one of the cables was burnt up. However, they should make an agreement with the agent first to do it. And that’s it.

Again, you might have guessed that we still spent the whole day with no hot water at all. And we were not crazy enough to have a shower with cold water during this nasty winter.

We were expecting something better for the next day. The tank had been replaced with the new one by the plumber in the afternoon and he said we at that time needed an electrician to turn it on. We were waiting for the electrician to come over for almost 6 hours! We had been irritated enough with all the craps of hot water thing! So it was almost 6 o’clock in the evening, the electrician finally cropped up, fixed the rest of the thing for few minutes ahead and said we should wait for another one hour to have hot water. Since my hubby went to work that evening, it was me who was anxiously waiting for the first hot water slipping through our tap after few days gone.

One hour later… I put my finger under the tap and… hallelujah!!!!! I felt something hot on my finger. We’ve got our hot water back. Ohhhhh, we really missed it!!!

Gosh, I had never enjoyed a shower with hot water a lot like that day before! Hope you understand what I mean.

You never know how much you love something till you miss it. Hemmmm…. Right now I’m still talking about the hot water, not particular person.

Saturday, 15 July 2006
11:04 pm

ps: I sincerely hope all these craps did not come up again. I sincerely do.

after the so-yummy spaghetti and very-nice steak

We were having nice and nasty Sunday afternoon yesterday, since it was raining a lot the whole day.

So there we were (me, my hubby and my mother-in-law) heading to Camberwell to look around Sunday market in nasty weather – raining and cold. And after that I forced them to have lunch in Sofia Italia Restaurant nearby (thank you, Pei Fun for telling me a good place to eat steak!!). Yeah, the spaghetti was so yummy…!!!! The steak was also very niceee….!!!! And we were having big lunch there.

However, the day had not been over yet. We were heading to the city because I needed to go to the shop I work to check my schedule. Then we departed from Melbourne Central station to go home. Almost 5 o’clock in the afternoon, we were ready to go to church and there we found ourselves looking for my wallet and suddenly realized that my wallet had gone! My gosh.... I took several minutes to think about where I possibly left it. Then I took it I had to have my wallet left in Melbourne Central station. Stupid me!

On our way to the station (I went with my hubby), I realized that I might have left my wallet in toilet because I happened to go there first before seeing my hubby and mother-in-law at the platform we would depart.

Well, you know what?? Of course I did NOT find it anywhere in the toilet. Then, you must have guessed that we came to the Lost Property section and it turned out they did not find it either, yet they gave us their number in case they found it later and asked us to call them to check today.

Before we decided to go home, I tried to look for it in the toilet once again. I thought if I did not find it, I had to believe that it had probably gone forever. I DID NOT FIND IT even though for that fact I had to wait for someone pupping and stood there for the horrible smell. I almost gave up when seeing my hubby in front of the toilet but I found him on the phone and I had a strong feeling, the phone had something to do with my wallet.

After he hang up the phone, he told me that my wallet had been found and was at that moment in the Police station at Althem town, one hour from the city. It turned out someone took the wallet and brought it there with her (it had to be her, rite??? I left my wallet in ladies’ toilet, remember?). Then the police found my hubby’s ATM card and called the bank to inform about it and the bank called him about it. Well, that’s it. A few minutes later, we found ourselves in the tram heading to Althem town – a suburb of Melbourne we had even been there before.

It’s been around 6.30 o’clock in the evening when we arrived at the police station and had to believe that they found my wallet but my hundred bugs in it. Yes, I had lost a hundred bugs because I had been so silly and stupid to leave my wallet in ladies’ toilet of Melbourne Central station in the afternoon!!!! Gosh…. My hubby said we’ve got to be happy since the wallet had been found and just let the money go. It’s 100 dollars, however!!!

Then, I realized that I should be thankful about my wallet found so that we do not need to be worried about the important documents like my ID card, ATM cards, driving license, etc since they were safe, likely untouchable and back to my hand.

I sincerely hope someone who took my money could sleep well last night and spent the money wisely. Ha ha… for those who know me, is it possible for me to do so? Guess.

What an adventure.

Monday, 3 July 2006
12:15 pm