Pregnant Wanjiru

Week 1-3  - No symptoms at all

Week 4 - Felt dizzy, very tender breasts and felt pain when removing my bra. I was far off the ovulation. I tested. It was positive. I got very excited. 

Week 5 - No lots of symptoms felt, just excitement.

Week 6 - Nausea started and a lot of burping. Was always bloated. Farting every now and then. Constipated, but went to the loo once a day.

Week 7- Nausea and burping were a bit moderate. Was resting well at home. Ate healthy too. Craved sweet potatoes. Slept alot. Not able to take waterBad taste in my mouth

Week 8- Came back to Nairobi. Started diarrhoes. Craved fries. Bloating and farting too much. Took some tabs which made me more sickly and drowsy. Halted them. Slept alot. Not able to take water. Bad taste in my mouth- Hubby started cooking- Very grateful for him

Week 9 - Always short of breath even after talking for less than a minute. Was sensitive to all kinds of smells. Hated all kinds of meat. Couldnt take in the smell of onions . My clothes were in such smell of Downy softener. It was killing me. Some days I constipate, some I diarrhoea. Bloating once in a while. Burping from time to time. Dizziness and headache putting me down most times. Tried sleeping. Eating most times coz of feeling the acid burning my stomach. Abdominal Cramps here and there. Able to take in fluids in the mid week. Bad taste in mouth still present

I am getting pissed at very little things- My husband’s best series ( I would rather leave the room). Average noise is too much noise. Normal light is too bright. Aargh. Husband doing most chores at home. I am all time sleeping like a dead log.

I went for my first clinic day 4. It was awesome. Seeing the little baby on the scan and moving its little limbs and tail was so exciting. Seeing the heart beating was the best part. At this moment i forgot all the other sickly symptomps I had. It was splendid. I feel more pregnant now..lol.Though I had insomnia since 2 am till 6 am, I am now at work feeling very very sleepy.

Week 10 - Yaaay Week 9 is over. The funny thing, the symptoms stopped at such. Like the researchers have done splendid job. All symptoms are manageable without medicine. Though I am now getting constipated. I wake up at least twice a night to pee, and get insomnia. Today, beiNG saturday, I am feeling a bit dizzy,. Trying to take as much water as I can. Burping and Bloating have reduces significantly. My stomach is geting big day by day. 

I am happy generally. I keep thinking of the tiny baby as shown in the scan. I am in love.

My problem is the cat. I really don't know how to train it not to step on my stomach.

I am having lots of saliva in my mouth. Its annoying to swallow all of it. But manageable. I am hungry most of the time, I am eating a lot. I will try and see if I can eat some meat today. This week my lips have over chipped like crazy. I will be out of my skin, men..

Week 11: This was a long awaited week. I thought my symptoms would be down. On the last day of week 10, I was so energetic I even prepared Supper. But from week 11, Oh God, the nausea is back, the body is feeling over tired. I tend to eat when I go home, sleep as I await supper then sleep again. It seems I am also pooping twice a day, lots of poop btw. Today is day 2, I woke up at 5 of hunger. I ate a plateful of rice and githeri. By 7.30 I was so hungry like I have never eaten before. I took mangoes. By 10.30 am my stomach was aching once again, the nausea came with sisters and brother. Trying to eat it didn’t help, Felt dizzy and feverish too. I am scared, very and sickly.

Acne under my chin is bad. I may grow beards more than my husband..lol

Day 4 and 5my appetite has decreased. I don't know what's happening. Though My nausea has also come 10 fold, together with sleeping at work. I am having abdominal cramps and feeling kinda dizzy. Also, since Saturday, day 2, my stomach looks a little smaller. But it expands when I eat. I am also watching a lot of instagram about babies, I am stressed about the miscarriages, the babies born with disorders. I know one in their capacity cannot avoid this, it all lies on God completely. I am really looking forward to when I can hear the baby kick, and also I pray for a safe healthy pregnancy and delivery.

Week 12: Not good. Not good. Nausea levels at 100% especially after I eat. Appetite level at 0%. I am just eating because I know I should be eating. More of a want than a need. Oh my bump. It is showing. It is beautiful. This journey is long, but I intend to enjoy each and every part of it. Sleeping at work..well I dont think its stopping soon. Some days loose stool, some hard. Well… the body surprises me.

Oh God! Day 4 was hell of crap. Sema Vomiting…All my sweet kamandes and avocados down the drain. I was sweating, I was having a headache and I was tired. It is the last week of the first semester, things should be getting better..But Hell No. Day 5, I am still feeling week and sickly. I should have stayed home.

Week 14: Ooops! I don't know what I was doing between week 12 day 6 and now thats it day 4 in week 14. Probably because the symptoms are not as bad as they have been. I have been waiting and forcing my belly to grow. I say forcing coz my husband’s is still bigger than mine. Lol..y’all know about beer bellies haha. Anyway, except dissing about my laundry lady…mscheeewww…..I have also been looking at my many white and black heads on m head. Damn, those who say pregnancy makes one beautiful, I think they have not met me. Anyway, I also think my husband had decided not to drink alcohol due to guilt that I ama not drinking either. His five years of alcohol free were merely five weeks. Lol. But I love that he enjoys it. And I enjoy it as the spectator of drunk self and hangover self. Lol you should be there to see it. Maybe I will record it next time. Seems I am so out of topic. Anyway, I am starting to bitch about the clinic nurse, I did not feel her this time. Also the heartburn, burps and reflux… Gosh!!!! Who knew pregnancy would be tough??

Day 6 and I am all happy. Guess what? I was able to eat pork over the weekend (though cold hence no smell) But I was happy. Then I was also able to cook and eat fish yesterday. Though I would feel the smell of staleness from afar, it was still an awesome progress. I dont know whatsup with chilli these days. I enjoyed food without chilli to feel all kinds of taste, but I am now enjoying chilli in fish and veggies..Just imagine. Literally nothing is permanent on this earth and pregnancy journey. Though I am still struggling to drink fluids. This will bitme proper in the ass. Also my heartburn is not as bad. I hope it maintains at that. Anyway, Tomorrow we start week 15, YAAAAAAYYYY!!!!!!!!

Week 15: Day 4, a monday. Weekend, bitter sweet. Imprints are in the heart,let them fade away. Bye.

Week 16: I was really looking forward to week 16. Its the end of the fourth month, for me to start month five.  My belly is outright showing. Early in the weeks when I was hyper excited, I wanted it to show so bad. I am now just chill. But since Day 1, it has been a rough day at work. Oh God the men. Who knew they would be the most gosippers alive? My God. I dont feel like turning up for work tomorrow or ever. But now, the obligations have to come first. Coz anyway, they will always talk..humans. Lets see what the other months have in store for me. Adios

Week 17: It has been fun most times. Yesterday was most fun, we had a mini date. Or whatever that was. It is long since we spent time outside together. Some other fun, I am seeing some colleagues shying away after looking at my belly. Like whats with that? But anyway. Its a tough journey I committed to. Btw, where do I get cash for a washing machine?

Week 18: I think on Friday at around 2 pm I felt a kick, but I am not sure about it since I have not heard it again ever since. Though the same time I received some very sad news, of a girl who was to share a birthday month, or even a birthday date with my unborn child. A niece in friendship.She left us. Its so sad and sad and sad and very scary. God help us go through it with open minds and high emotional intelligence. May her angelic soul rest in peace, may her mother have peace that comes from above.

Well well, this week is so so tough, on Monday I was even afraid I would loose my baby. On Tuesday I peed myself at work. Its stressful writing the eulogy, words of the cross and listening to the hymns. Tears just roll down.Its worse having to cry at night, between 1am and 3 am mostly, worst not having to share or just be held and be told everything will be okay. I know its going to be okay, but the assurance just pushes it. Another worst part, is probably having wronged someone, and you have no idea what you did or what you could do because you are going through so much, But each day at a time. There was a silver lining though, at least the baby’s heart was heard.. 123bpms..Kid why is your heart racing? Am I stressing you? Sorry, I will be back. And know your gender in the next clinic. Anyway, we await week 19

Week 19: Oh my God! I have never written on the first day of the week. But Guess what? I heard the kicks today in the mat. At first I thought the Handbag string were injecting me, after adjusting, I heard another one, I was like “ No, something must be injecting me” and with the third kick, I was like “girl, those are kicks” You cant imagine how happy I was and smiling all through. I feel so elevated.

Week 20: Yaaay!! We have hit half the journey. Thank you God. The kicks are not as frequent but I’m glad I hear them when I do. Also, I am so excited about the baby moon coming up. Gosh I will be in the coast at last. Then we shall go again when the baby is older obviously. One step at a time.

Week 22: Waah, long since I came around. Long since I took baby bumps. I think I am so used to this pregnancy life, I am forgetting what was my excitement when I was at my worst. Or I would remember to write since my body was in a mess? I dont know. 

One thing I am happy about is that I can feel the bubbly kicks more often than earlier. At least the dadzzy also felt it once. We look forward to more movements as days go by. The sharp pains I would describe as kicks, Idk what they are. I read that fast driving on speed bumps is dangerous to the baby. That has been giving me a scare. She/ he is too precious. Guess what? On Tuesday we go for a gender scan. I would love to have a baby girl, But here, let me root for a baby boy, just to put the disappointment levels minimal. I dont think its working though. But anyway, boy or girl, all are blessings into the new world of parenting. God be with us.

I could never be happier. This is the last day of week 22. Days are really moving bana. The belly is now popping out like kienyeji avocados in May. Well this was a thought of win/lose, head or tail. No in between. God then is not told (deragwo) He gives gifts as He sees fit for you. Rooting for a girl all through but we were given  a Baby boy. We have named him Adiel. He looked so good sleeping there with little eyes and hands. Thiugh I really wished he would be awake I see him kicking those little legs. Anyway, everything was okay from his weight being half a kilo, to the amniotic fluid. Imagine by 5 other weeks he will be weighing 1 kilo. Just imagine that. One other thing I have discovered with this journey, is that I have become more content, appreciative, loving than any other period in my life. I am loving life as it is. If I cannot change  a thing about it. Despite the fatigue and insomnia..people with insomnia suffer btw. I always wondered how one can lack sleep, look at me now. SMH. Anyway We now look forward to buying baby stuff. Some blue here mixed with green, white and mustard. For cot, basins and plastics I am thinking all white. What do you think?

And also our baby moon trip..Yaaaay

Week 25: Damn! What was I doing in week 23 & 24 that I didnt have time to jote down how the kicks have improved overtime. Anyway Very exciting news, today is the day.. The day we are heading for our baby moon. Diani here we come!! Though I seem to be a weird backdated person to my partner..I want to see the mwembe tayari and Fort Jesus. Lol. How will I show my kids for real I was in coast surely?

Anyway. I am also excited I will soon be joining the 3rd Trimester. You know what that means? I am close to holding you Adiel.

Week 26: Well well, I have always thought my belly is too small to be seen. Now It was seen by a conductor telling me niko nini..hehe…Just how embarrassing is this sex evidence. Lol. But all in all I am pretty excited, except the body aches and fatigue here and there, I am good. Plus God has been so good to us,He has enabled us to obtain stuff we never thought we would. Tomorrow is my clinic day. Lemme hear what the nurses will say.

Week 27.It has been an eventful weekend. I purchased my ever first batch of items. I now dont know if I still need more or not. Or when I will buy my 3-9 months and 9-12 months clothes. I bet I should still have a few just incase the baby comes big. But I guess this time I will go to Mtush now. I am really anticipating for a drawer so that I can clean those clothes and arrange them. Or just arrange without cleaning, then I clean later, You know..the anxiety and excitement of the unknown. Then I went and visited Edith, saw her baby. Held her for a few minutes. I got nervous of how I will hold my baby, how I will know what to do when he has rashes, when burping. Actually the visit became more of a reality check and I got more scared than excited.

Though I learnt something new, apparently babies grow in their sleep.How true is that? We shall observe and see

Week 31: Waah, My God, a pregnant woman can be busy bana. Let me tell you, I feel I am in the final stages. Imagine only 9 weeks left. This is a one digit numerical figure. Ni kubaya I say. Wait, that's not even the kubaya part. The Kubaya part is that I am horny 24/7. I always want some D bana. Then my boobs and nipples are having some sharp pains from time to time. My back is aching like crazy, whether I work or not. Its crazy!!! Wait, that's not even crazy, Niko na appetite ya fundi wa mjengo. Note, si fundi wa nguo..wa mjengo. I am eating and the stomach is not filling. Its like a bottomless pit. Considering that imefinywa huku juu, I dont get why I am not filling it. This brings me to having added 2 extra kgs than what I should be having by now. But since I cannot start a weight loss program as per now, I will love myself just as I am.

I hope to come back later before Adiel comes. I am already missing him. Is it possible to miss someone you have never seen. Just having a thought of them, and its an exciting thought. Btw the scary part is reducing day in day out. Is this what we call growth??

Week 32: Waah, ati now I am entering month 8. Sema kuchoka God. My hands are tired, my back is cracking, my libido has significantly reduced. I already don't like this month. Then I went for a lovely photoshoot, especially the green wrapper which was fire. I am still waiting for the photos. My friend Chemtai's due date was yesterday. I am already feeling jealous of her. She is almost done. I have approximately 2 more months to go. God give me all the strength needed, for it is becoming quite hard day by day

Week 37: Oh my God! What have I been doing for 5 weeks that I did not update? But I think it should be acceptable with sausage fingers hahaha. Its so weird with swollen fingers and feet.They pain at times and other times I cant get a grip of them. Then  Adding to the very dark neck and face including all the dark pimples and spots. But I am glad that the journey is almost over. I had a labour scare the other day, but I am still waiting, Google said it can also take weeks to labour. Lets just wait. I am not sure if I am ready or not. 

I am tired , I am fatigued, my hands hurt, my legs hurt when I walk, my back aches, I have heartburn refluxes, as in..eish, today is very bad. I promise I am not coming back to work tomorrow, I am tired, I am done.

Week 39: I finally came to the village. Its damn cold. But i love the silence here and the privacy. Eagerly waiting for the youg one. I am actually quite impatient. Whenever I feel the pains that come and go, i am like.. Just keep paining.. Be  stronger pains… i need this to end bana. But then I am reminded its the kod and God to say when its to happen. Like today morning I have woken with some cramps… yesterday i woke up, and felt the vaginal feeling of when i am about to get my periods. I am doing alot of googling these days btw… but I am not feeling satisfied.. Lets say i  am tired of carrying this kid alone.. Or how can I well explain it? 

Week 41: well well, i had very high hopes I would get my baby be week 40 the EDD… all the signs were there.. Well except the show and the labour contractions. Though i kept my hopes high over the week till i could no more. My biggest fear is having an induction.. Then it fails then I have to go through a CS.. Well, it seems its a price i have to pay to hold you my Mwangi. I have cried and cried… my heart has been heavy.. I have tried walking, squats and lunges with no success. What is left is acceptance and having an open mind. The DDay is now tomorrow. I was advises to rest as much as I can, to have eaten before I go since I need the energy and I may not have the appetite to eat. God I still pray for a Hebrew birth. But all in all may your will be done… I pray baby and I come out healthy, I pray there are no complications in the birth. I pray that as we start our small knit family, you are in the midst. May we all love, respect and understand one another. Amen. 

New ERA

Day 5: Its 3.52 am, I am in  the third awake window of tonight.. To breastfeed and change diapers.. Wow.. How moments change. As i look at him sucking me up and smiling in the process, I am wondering if the pain endured on 19th Aug is worth repeating for another young one.. Hehe. 

Lets first recap

18th Aug I went to the hospital very ready to push him out.. Very ready of my breathing. Lets just say, one cannot anticipate a pain you have never endured before. The admission was long, kinda tideos but i was very ready, waiting for my 12 am for the first administration of the induction process. I thought induction was a tablet put in the vagina.. Hehe.. Just for the tablet ro be put under my tongue. Between 12 am and 4 am I slept in between the contractions.. I was always telling myself.. Ah, kumbe its doable.. I will wake up at 6 cm may be. At 4 am i was awakened to be examined if i had started dilation.. And thanks to God I was 3-4cm..i felt some hope. I was given the second tablet.. 

At 5 am breakfast was served… i took.. I was still not walking… i thought I would start walking at around 8 am when i was administered 3rd dose. But let me tell you Maina.. By the time 8 am was reaching, i couldn't speak in between the contractions, those new docs who were coming to ask questions i had answered 200 times i wanted to tell them to go check in the system bana… then i went to be done another vaginal sweep… the fingers were put in… the nurse says 7 cm.. I am kinda happy.. But not too happy… the pain is becoming increasingly unbearable. Then in each person coming to check me, they have to listen to baby's heart beat.. Some would press in too much twas painful… let me tell you, all this time i had not cried.. I believed i am big independent strong woman. Since the water was not broken, i was told it will be broken artificially.. Guess how? 

In between the contraction, i have to face up from side lying and the nurse will inject.. Moving during a contraction is very very painful.. This is where the tears started flowing… i moved, placed my legs apart.. She inserted the fingers again.. Let Wanjiru cry like a baby now… . Then i felt a gush of warm liquid out… I knew the process has started.. No going back.. I heard the nurse say there is a tinge.. I ask what a tinge is, they say baby has pooped.. I go on panick mode. Does this mean cs? With money we dont have? Then i remember stress will do more harm.. I shut my mind as a big contraction comes.. I go to wear a pad now.. 

Remember these nurses keep listening to the babies heart beat every time. So they have just listened before breaking the water, then when i go back to the ward, they come around 5 nurses and one gynae.. They then all want to listen to the baby. At this time my contractions are around 2-3 minutes apart. I respect the gynae, she comes to feel the baby.. In between i get a contraction, i now have the urge to poop so bad. I scream.. She tells the nurses " I don't know how you guys deal with this" 

I understand her but she doesn't understand how much pain I am in. The nurses are asked to put medication in me, at this time, even the injection is not as painful. I am taken to the labour ward. This is where I cursed getting pregnant in the first place. I was taken at around 10.30, so imagine you have to diarrhoea, or you have been constipated for a long time, then you now have the urge to let out, but you have no toilet around… see the struggle to pull the poop in… have that feeling every 1-2 minutes for around 1 minute each time it comes.. The urge together with a contraction. I wished i was rich enough to go through a cs.