Two souls
🌻🌻🌻🌻
Thought of carrying only one soul throughout hubby-wifey- backpacking trip last month, but it happened to be two.
Yes. Two. Alhamdulillah. 😞 The lost appetite syndrome, morning sickness, heavy headache which at certain points i feel like smashing it onto the concrete wall, the tears falling for no reason, the roller coaster hormones, mixed feelings, continuous fever, the nausea, vomiting in moving car, and the list goes on.
😎18th week is the remarkable pitstop. Yahooo. I feel better. I start to eat again. A little but am happy. I start to walk again. I have enough energy to do slight make up before off to office. Haha.
😛No more pale face as people commented. Hihi.
But.
😟The abdominal and back pain that i bear from the third week of pregnancy up till now....... is really something. Sometimes i end up crying under the blanket. I feel give up. Even walking is a pain for me. Lying on bed at the very early hour gives nothing. It stings every time.
Yes. Every second. Every time.
😔Those pains are sacrifices. Our moms. They experienced it before us. They experienced it just to give birth to us. They fought for 9 months and plus just to see us. Mother's love is undeniable.
Beautiful.
😬😀Different pregnant woman, different story. This is my story. No. This is OUR story. Me, my two little munchkins, and my helpful husband.
Amin. InsyaAllah. Alhamdulillah. Allahuakbar. Subhanallah. 🌻🌷🌹🌹
(22weeks pregnancy)
Thought of carrying only one soul throughout hubby-wifey- backpacking trip last month, but it happened to be two.
Yes. Two. Alhamdulillah. 😞 The lost appetite syndrome, morning sickness, heavy headache which at certain points i feel like smashing it onto the concrete wall, the tears falling for no reason, the roller coaster hormones, mixed feelings, continuous fever, the nausea, vomiting in moving car, and the list goes on.
😎18th week is the remarkable pitstop. Yahooo. I feel better. I start to eat again. A little but am happy. I start to walk again. I have enough energy to do slight make up before off to office. Haha.
😛No more pale face as people commented. Hihi.
But.
😟The abdominal and back pain that i bear from the third week of pregnancy up till now....... is really something. Sometimes i end up crying under the blanket. I feel give up. Even walking is a pain for me. Lying on bed at the very early hour gives nothing. It stings every time.
Yes. Every second. Every time.
😔Those pains are sacrifices. Our moms. They experienced it before us. They experienced it just to give birth to us. They fought for 9 months and plus just to see us. Mother's love is undeniable.
Beautiful.
😬😀Different pregnant woman, different story. This is my story. No. This is OUR story. Me, my two little munchkins, and my helpful husband.
Amin. InsyaAllah. Alhamdulillah. Allahuakbar. Subhanallah. 🌻🌷🌹🌹
(22weeks pregnancy)
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