Week 35 plus

It's another checkup today and Mr Liow had no choice but to givE it a miss coz of a meeting. Mum came with me to help with AN.

Ethan looks the same today as he did 3 wks ago, maybe chubbier but I wasn't able to tell. He's 2.5 kg now and I'm 53kg. *phew* I didn't put on as much as I thought: 8kg is not too scary. I do wonder how a friend of mine can gain only 5kg throughout her pregnancy and give birth to a full term baby of nearly 3kg!

I've been given the admission letter clipped with the receipts of my payment for each gynae visits since I came back, so it's easier for medisave claims. I can't remember exactly how those claims went the first time. Very blur me. I didn't even remember how much we paid.

So we're all set (except for my hospital bag which I've not packed. I hv nothing that I can wear...will probably bring a few of Mr Liow's tshirts with me). Appointment is set for 2 weeks but Dr Cheng said if he doesn't see me in his clinic 2 weeks from now, we'll see each other in hospital soon.

My patience with AN had been really bad lately. I need prayers. After that one day of 'peeing accident' some weeks ago, her toileting habit went back to normal again, but just last night, she peed in her pants... I tried my best not to show my displeasure and quietly left Mr Liow to clean up while I go wash her pants. She almost peed in the same pair of pants couple of hours before this happened and she insisted she wasn't urgent, even when her bottom was slightly damp. I think she 'let go' a little and then stubborn held back without acknowledging that she needed to go to the toilet. She did let go when I brought her to the toilet rightaway.

And just now, I tried to make her nap coz she fell sleep in the bus on our way home after gyne visit (which also happened to be her naptime). She flipped for about an hour on the bed till I fell asleep and then woke me up saying she wasn't sleepy. I was very very tired and got cranky when she woke me up. And then I realised she peed in her training pants even though she was awake. Something in me defended AN saying that she probably saw me sleeping and didn't want to wake me up to help her to the toilet, but I could still feel the bursting urge to shout at her. I didn't raise my voice but I frowned while reminding her to let me know when she neede the toilet. She sweetly rubbed my forehead to get rid of that frown (we play this little rub-away-the-frown game everyday).

Every other day for the past week, I could feel this uncontrollable impatience with something she does that I usually can overlook. It's unfair for her as I try to keep my cool while still looking grumpy.

Please pray for me. If I'm already feeling as such before Ethan gets here, how much worse will it get when he's finally out?

:(