33 Weeks and 趴趴走

Just turned 33 weeks yesterday. It's hard to believe that wr will
have another baby in our hands in 7 weeks! I have said that the
second trimester is heaven because in comparison, the first and the
third trimesters are both quite unbearable.

My last pregnancy got me over 185 lbs and I had very serious endema to
the point that my legs resembled those belonged to elephants. This
time around, I'm less swollen given that I'm moving about a lot more
with our travel in the last four months and also chasing after Chamu
all the time (plus riding horses in Jordan). But I still managed to
have already gained 20 kg since my pregnancy which puts me on track to
break my all-time-high weight by the time I deliver.

It's getting rather difficult for me to bend over, squad, stand or
walk for a long time. Last week I made the mistake of thinking that I
could use a squadding toilet. The result? I almost broke the toilet
paper holder before I was able to pull myself up! Not to be repeated.
Stretch marks are starting to cover my pointy belly. Ankles
disappeared. Our nanny can only be in Hong Kong two weeks each month
so it's not easy to have to cook, clean and run after Chamu. Luckily
we found a good school so I can have most of the day running around to
get all the necessary paperwork done in time for Chami's birth (so
that his birth certificate won't have the father being left blank).

We also found a good doctor at NTUH thanks to friends'
recommendation. I got a pregnancy massage that was quite decent
(probably need another one soon).

Chami has been really active the belly lately, echoing my belief that he
will be just as active as his brother. 7 more weeks to go!