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!”
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)”