Wednesday, April 8, 2009

My birthday

It’s my birthday today and Richard took me out for a lovely dinner at The White Rabbit to celebrate. Ryan was so good, he didn't fuss at all. Back home, we brought out a birthday cake and blew out the candle on a good year. Ryan stayed up with me till past midnight and, again, didn't fuss at all. My sweetie. Amazing to think that the last time I had a birthday, Ryan didn’t even exist and this time he is an important part of the celebration.

For my birthday, Richard bought me a beautiful Tiffany locket. The best thing about it is that Richard put two pictures of Ryan inside.

In other news, I went to see Dr Chan for a check-up two days ago. We brought Ryan with us to show Dr Chan. It was nice to see Dr Chan again, although it did feel a bit strange now that my tummy is empty and flat. I’d become used to the routine: waddling into the clinic and saying hello to the nurses, pee-ing on the glucose strip and trying to cheat the weighing machine by removing my watch and all my jewellery before stepping on. All that was strikingly absent and I felt almost like I was no longer entitled to be there.

I had been having some pain in my right wrist since my last trimester which I had hoped would disappear after the delivery but didn't. Dr Chan told me it was quite common in pregnancy and likely to be tenosynovitis (de Quervain’s). He said it might resolve on its own and if not, I could go and see an orthopaedic surgeon to get a jab which should take care of it. Everything else is fine. Got my pap smear done and no more appointments till next year or until I get pregnant again.


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