coming close to 35 weeks and sure do feeling grouchy nowadays
is it me but i just can't stand when someone actually cut her fingernails?
i was on a train to work and was lucky to find a seat in the crowded train (nope, no one ever gave up their seat. they would be pretending to fall asleep or reading intensely their TODAY paper the moment they saw this overgrown tummy hell of a woman walking past them or even stand in front of them...tsk)
anyway, back to my story...
here i was siting comfortable, adjusting my big butt to the small seat and came a lady standing in front of me. the train was not that full but she was standing at a close proximity. i brushed it with an excuse that maybe she has a stigma to my perfume and just like bees to flowers, she just like to stand near me to enjoy the fragrance. but it did not end there. when the train starts to move, she slowly unzipped her bag and took out a 'Chamelon' plastic bag. thought she wants to do her hair or something, but no, it was a nail clipper. i was astonished cause i never seen anyone clip their nails while on a moving, unstable, jerking train. so at the first moment, i was amazed but it soon turned to distraught when she starts to clip her nails as well as getting rid of dead skins. i'm not a hygienic freak but to have someone else dead skins and nails splattering over you, would you react the same as me? oh well, i just count myself plain lucky that i would not suffer the ordeal too much cause it just two stations away before i alight. soon, i started practising my labour breathing techniques just to pacify myself... it works.
like i mentioned before, 35 weeks and more to come, i am getting grouchier with the intense heat generated in me and suffered butt-ache for seating too long and bloated feet for standing too long. so which is which? i just can't run away from it cause either way it bound to happen... unless, my labour come and SMILEY N will make her grand entrance to the world. but just like the makcik2 would say, it does'nt stop there cause there'll be endless sleepless nights to come.... kwa kwa kwa
oooh... the pleasure of being pregnant, experiencing labour, giving birth + being a mother
