Comparatively, second trimester was a breeze. It was just a bit weird at work, considering the fact that I had not shared the news with many people. I was feeling conscious that people are staring at my growing belly or eyeing my double-size lunch box, ha ha.. There were no other complications, but hay-fever and dental problems cropped up. I couldn’t take the regular medicines so it was quite a feat to tackle those.
Third trimester rolled on and I was growing bigger and bigger. Lots of preparation was pending, parents were coming down to help, so we had to arrange for their visa and tickets, then there was the baby shopping to do and also get the house ready to welcome the little one.
Meanwhile hubby had to fly to US for a week-long conference. Normally I would have jumped up to the chance and gone with him but I was in a state where it was not advisable to fly, so had to let it go. But, where would I stay? Hubby said a big no-no to staying alone and I was wary too, so off I went to stay with a friend and her cute little daughter. Coincidentally friend’s husband was also on an out-of-town training, so it was just us ladies. Travelling to work was tedious ( am thankful to the colleague who helped) and was missing hubby but it was nice to spend time with the friend and get to know her better. It was an absolute delight to play with her little daughter.
Anyway, everything was slowly falling into place and we were getting ready for the big day. But deep in my heart I was scared and kept telling myself everything will be fine...
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