A few thoughts regarding the naming process of our future baby. Winning the naming argument through continuous repetition (or brain-“ninja”ing).
So one day, me and wifey sat down and for shits and giggles I decided to throw out a few names for our baby-in-progress, all of which were quickly rejected, without second thought. I thought of superhero names and just overall “boss” sounding names. Zeus, He-man, Captain Planet and a few others didn’t make the cut. Jokes aside, I did come across a few names, I legitimately liked, but with those being rejected, I felt a little pissed, so just like all things in our relationship, I made it a competition. “FINE! – write down 10 boys names, 10 girls names and once done, let’s see if there is an overlap or who comes up with the cooler shit”. She went off into her corner, I was in mine. Continue reading “Naming your Baby & How to be a successful Brain Ninja”
Celebrating our “Asian” wedding and having our parents come over for another ultra-sound check, where we saw the baby kicking and exploring the idea of a genetic test.
So the festivities of our second wedding went phenomenal. Tons of friends made it out and we wore our country’s traditional wedding attire and went through a whole ceremony. Here, culturally speaking, it is common place to go from table to table to drink shots with friends/relatives/’#whotheFinvitiedyou people and get absolutely hammered. Wifey pretended to drink, walking around with nothing but a glass of water, whilst me, being the responsible husband I am, took relentless shots after shots (and actually survived pretty well). I learned from my last wedding- (same lady – don’t judge) that if you don’t eat as much as you can to be full in as little time as possible (be it appetizers, because after those, you have responsibilities to mingle), you are royally screwed. Continue reading “News IV: Parents in town & wedding #2 + the road to Week 10!”
With nausea getting worse, we started experimenting on how to make it less severe through the use of a sea-band. Also trying out different prenatal vitamins and adjusting wifeys diet – whilst also noticing changes, such as hair loss.
So I’ve started reading blogs on what is happening to my wife, in order to better “understand her” (fuck delusions, you never will, but this will at least get you closer to it). I downloaded this app called “What to expect”, which basically is an app that groups all women and their husbands/boyfriends/no label/”it’s complicated”, going through the same stages of pregnancy based on the child’s potential “birth date”. Here, as a man, I tried to level with my brothers in arms, only to find that the majority of the boards were all very “female” centric. Still awesome insights in regards to what women are going through, be it weird cravings, emotional fluctuations, at what age women have conceived babies, exponential boob growth (brothers rejoice!) and so forth. It gives the whole community somewhat of a personality and it’s awesome to see all these “holy shit, this happened” moments quickly addressed through mutual research insights OR experience. Continue reading “News III: Eating habits & Nausea + a little hair loss”
Wifeys nausea has started in full swing, reflecting on past two miscarriages and going for our first ultra sound, where to my relief the doctor confirmed all was going as expected.
They say “becoming a mother” starts with conception, whilst becoming a father happens at birth. This I do relate to, as all I see is a wife that feels incredibly nauseous in the morning, then again in the evening and that sex life you once held in such high regards, gets demoted to ‘rare-pitty handjobs’, cause the nausea makes everything else impossible (and the risk is honestly not worth it… unless you’re into that). On our first doctors visit, I got an incredible insight to distinguishing a girl pregnancy vs a boy pregnancy. Apparently, a girl pregnancy gives your significant other (that being your wife/girlfriend/no label/”it’s complicated”) a level of nausea, no college hangover party can compete with. Whilst a boy, causing less nausea, does lead to “pimple outbreaks”. Both suck… Continue reading “News II; Let the Puking begin & First doctor’s Appointment (the Reality sets in)”
The day I found out I was going to be a dad – Wifey showed me a positive pregnancy test & I reflected upon the day the conception happened.
It all started on a regular Monday (12th Sept. 2016), still in my deep manly slumber, dreaming of taking over the world in a viking raid sweep fashion – lifting my mead-horn and cheersing the homies in Valhalla. “Babe…..” – eyes squinted and head tilted to the side I was to awaken at an unfamiliar sight…. +3 weeks. “I’m pregnant!” – The rollercoaster of thoughts struck me, from – Holy shit, I need to adult now, to my goodness, we just got married, a couple of weeks ago I was in Amsterdam getting ‘next level blazed’ with my boys, shitfaced on my wedding day, after my ego gave in to a beer drinking competition with the tiniest asian lady ever. Long story short, I lost, ended up back in my hotel room (god knows how) – on the couch – waking up groggy, -opposite to a wife that seemed to question all her life decisions that brought her to this ‘not-so-glamorous’ moment of naked husband, incoherently murmuring nonsense trying to recall the shenanigans of the night before. Continue reading “News; You’re going to be a dad now (holy shit!)”