I’m eleven days earlier my appointment.
My non-productive cough got on the nerves of my mother that
prompted “her” to consult me to a doctor. So to make the consultation story
short, the doctor advised me to just rinse my throat with a saline solution
since she found no significant findings upon auscultation—that cost me 250php
already.
At least my visit served my prenatal-check as well which
mean I don’t have to come back in the next two weeks anymore as scheduled. So!
I am now weighing 60 kilograms and my fundal height measures 19cm. The doctor
said it seems I was the only one gaining weight, not my baby. According her, I may
be adequate on size but I don’t fit with the average 27-week old pregnant. I
don’t really understand her. She always comes with “but’s and then’s” and after
that will eventually tell me “You’re doing good, there is nothing to worry
about”. I think I’ll never have a chance to like her.
In any way, I’m still looking forward to pay her a visit
next month. I’m counting down the days! It’s because next month will be the
month that I am going to know my baby’s gender. Cheers for that!!! Two out of ten people
I know said I’m having a boy; the rest believed it’s a girl. Let us wait until
next month then.
I am excited at the same time scared. Why? It’s because
all this time I was bothered by the possibility of my baby to have some structural
deformities. I never knew, I never seen
my baby developed…all I know is that my baby is alive and kicking. Is that enough?
Until next month… I'm praying for my baby’s good health.
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