MY NAME CAUSES NATIONAL SECURITY ALERT, WHAT DOES YOURS DO?
27 November 2008
Dreamy Friday (29 Degree Celsius)
Early Morning @ 0600 (Singapore Time)
Listen: 世界唯一的你 by 曹格
Mood: *Waddling in the pool”
Not me lah, but it did happen to one of my colleague, a Malay chap unfortunately. His last name (or surname in our context) consist along the line of the highly sought after terrorist in the Philippines. And to make matter worse, they don’t really have any clue (the Police/Immigration) other than the big red panic button. So how? He kena detained for 3 days before they cleared up the misunderstanding. No lawyers, no diplomatic visits, nothing. Oh well… he never felt happier after that. Think he gona make more babies again… Damn
Moving on, I have been through many rites of passage(s), none of which even come close, personally, in a contextual basis of me getting hitched, married in the traditional way of the Chinese Immigrants (specifically 3rd Generation of Han Chinese). It was pretty serene, if not surreal.
First, let me put my answer in context. The hassle, the rush, the agonizing pondering, colored with much hue of anticipations and in a clearer sense, my wife (then girlfriend) is pregnant and so it kind of forwarded the entire year’s event (and milestones) into one single month. How can that happened (the squeezing, not the pregnancy)?
In a nutshell, early in September, we left for an impromptu holidays to Phuket, Thailand with her kin’s (all 15 of them). Yup, now I recalled James’ theory (in one of his many philosophical moods); you don’t marry the girl only, you married her entire village. Boss sure knows how to make light of any situation. And why yes, it is Phuket again. Exactly one year after my last visit, and guess what, I’m so thrillZZzzzz…. Nevertheless, it was a rather relaxing trip; moving around, shopping, and even getting an elephant ride (yup, those sort of things)… nothing too fanciful.
We even booked our long awaited holidays to Taiwan.
Till then (or up till then), we merely suspected that the late menstrual period was (rightly or now we know, wrongly) due to stress. Everything went pretty well till mid September when it dawn us that the “late period” “cannot be that late what”. One thing leads to another and we decided to test it out with those over-the-counter pregnancy kits and Voila, welcome onboard, Mom & Dad!
Of course, we couldn’t really trust those little tubes (the Gynae would be eating grass), can we? So we did what millions (somewhat irrational figures) do what they do best, approach professional help; and on 12 September 2009, after the ultrasound scan, we are definitely gona have a baby.
Aside the happiness, we are plagued with the initial uncertainty and some degree of disbelief. From 9 September (the Kit test) to Gynecologist’s confirmation on the 12th, we did consider various options; the timing, the appropriateness of the baby alongside our moral, societal norms and parental responsibility. It will be untruthful to say that abortion was not tabled. Fortunately, logic and love prevail and now, the baby is safe, kicking happily (no pun…) and growing at astronomical rate (4th month and you should see her size!). And according to my wife, she should be growing her first hair now. Size wise, she’s like a big avocado (Her exact words, Wife, not our daughter).
I wish the entries of our baby’s journey to be as truthful and humanely as possible. She deserves to know what is/are going in our minds from the time of conception to eventual delivery. Some ain’t pleasant but hey, that’s life. Take it with an open mind, Baby (if you ever read this). We want nothing but the best for you.
Having said that, Hello Amelia!
Dreamy Friday (29 Degree Celsius)
Early Morning @ 0600 (Singapore Time)
Listen: 世界唯一的你 by 曹格
Mood: *Waddling in the pool”
Not me lah, but it did happen to one of my colleague, a Malay chap unfortunately. His last name (or surname in our context) consist along the line of the highly sought after terrorist in the Philippines. And to make matter worse, they don’t really have any clue (the Police/Immigration) other than the big red panic button. So how? He kena detained for 3 days before they cleared up the misunderstanding. No lawyers, no diplomatic visits, nothing. Oh well… he never felt happier after that. Think he gona make more babies again… Damn
Moving on, I have been through many rites of passage(s), none of which even come close, personally, in a contextual basis of me getting hitched, married in the traditional way of the Chinese Immigrants (specifically 3rd Generation of Han Chinese). It was pretty serene, if not surreal.
First, let me put my answer in context. The hassle, the rush, the agonizing pondering, colored with much hue of anticipations and in a clearer sense, my wife (then girlfriend) is pregnant and so it kind of forwarded the entire year’s event (and milestones) into one single month. How can that happened (the squeezing, not the pregnancy)?
In a nutshell, early in September, we left for an impromptu holidays to Phuket, Thailand with her kin’s (all 15 of them). Yup, now I recalled James’ theory (in one of his many philosophical moods); you don’t marry the girl only, you married her entire village. Boss sure knows how to make light of any situation. And why yes, it is Phuket again. Exactly one year after my last visit, and guess what, I’m so thrillZZzzzz…. Nevertheless, it was a rather relaxing trip; moving around, shopping, and even getting an elephant ride (yup, those sort of things)… nothing too fanciful.
We even booked our long awaited holidays to Taiwan.
Till then (or up till then), we merely suspected that the late menstrual period was (rightly or now we know, wrongly) due to stress. Everything went pretty well till mid September when it dawn us that the “late period” “cannot be that late what”. One thing leads to another and we decided to test it out with those over-the-counter pregnancy kits and Voila, welcome onboard, Mom & Dad!
Of course, we couldn’t really trust those little tubes (the Gynae would be eating grass), can we? So we did what millions (somewhat irrational figures) do what they do best, approach professional help; and on 12 September 2009, after the ultrasound scan, we are definitely gona have a baby.
Aside the happiness, we are plagued with the initial uncertainty and some degree of disbelief. From 9 September (the Kit test) to Gynecologist’s confirmation on the 12th, we did consider various options; the timing, the appropriateness of the baby alongside our moral, societal norms and parental responsibility. It will be untruthful to say that abortion was not tabled. Fortunately, logic and love prevail and now, the baby is safe, kicking happily (no pun…) and growing at astronomical rate (4th month and you should see her size!). And according to my wife, she should be growing her first hair now. Size wise, she’s like a big avocado (Her exact words, Wife, not our daughter).
I wish the entries of our baby’s journey to be as truthful and humanely as possible. She deserves to know what is/are going in our minds from the time of conception to eventual delivery. Some ain’t pleasant but hey, that’s life. Take it with an open mind, Baby (if you ever read this). We want nothing but the best for you.
Having said that, Hello Amelia!
You are 4 months old now. Yes, we now know you are a princess (As opposed to a prince). Similarly, the Doc says he is 70% confirm is a princess. We wouldn’t want to discount him hor, not when he is supposed to be delivering you. We Love you!
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