The 3D Scan

We went for the 3d scan when I was 29 weeks (or about 7 months). In the morning, we were scheduled for our monthly check up where we got to see the baby's vitals and weight. He weighed 1.18kg, below average. So the doctor gave me her blessing to eat more. By all means :) Right after the check up, we shot straight to Vision College for our discounted 3d scan. We figured why pay RM300 or more at any other hospital to see our baby in 3d when we could go to this college and get students training to be technicians and doctors and what not and only pay RM90? We'd still be able to get a scan of the baby and at the same time we'll be helping them hone their skills.

We were lucky though. The woman who did the scan for us wasn't a student. She was actually one of the technicians who were guiding the students (who also happens to be pregnant - although due one month before me). Being that this was our first time doing a 3d scan, Eddie and I didn't know what to expect. Turns out...our baby was not only asleep, he was also covering his face with his hands and feet! The technician tried to disturb him, but that just made him hide even more! She kept trying for about ten more minutes, and upon seeing the disappointment in our faces, told us to go and eat and walk around to get the baby active and come back in half an hour.

At the mamak, I had teh tarik and maggi goreng, hoping that the teh tarik would get him moving. Once back at the college, our baby boy was still happily curled and sleeping. I laid on my back, on my side, turned...and he was still content sleeping. He would move a little, but only to hide more. Again seeing our disappointment, the technician gave us one more chance. She told us to go and walk around a bit, and talk to the baby to get him up and moving. While waiting outside, we spoke to the baby and caressed my belly. He moved and turned! I prayed that he would continue till it was our turn again.

The third time...although he was still hiding, he moved just enough for us to see his face :) It wasn't very clear at first, but we managed to get a few shots of his hands and feet covering his face, a few shots of half his face, and his little birdie (which Eddie insisted he wanted a picture of).

I used to always have this image in my mind of how the baby would look like in 3d, but you never really know what you get till you're actually there. We're just happy that he's happy and content in there, although a little cramped. And that he has all the parts he needs and that he has a strong and healthy heartbeat :)

See that? It looks like his hand is holding onto his foot. Can you see his little toes? :)

Our sleeping baby? Can you see his forehead, eyes, nose, big pouty lips like his Baba and arm across his neck? :)

Where's there's a will...

After the reality of my being pregnant kicked in, I started thinking about wills. What would happen if something should happen to me? Or Eddie? And we started talking about possible people who would become our child's legal guardian should that day ever come too soon. At first Eddie didn't want to talk about it, but I made him realise that it's something we need to seriously consider and not wait till it's too late.

We figured the perfect couple who we thought would be able to provide and care for our child as though he were their own. We were even going to talk to them about it. But life got in the way and the timing was never right.

Recent turn of events has made us change our minds. Trust is something really sacred to us, and we believe in keeping personal problems - especially if it was something between just us and another party - personal. We don't believe in having to discuss publicly or openly to anyone the problems that we faced and the choices that we've had to make.

Another thing that we despise is assumption. I have personally always hated people who would immediately assume they know best and take their own actions without confronting the people they're actually doing the assumption about. And what's worse is when they decide it's up to them to talk to other people and to air out these assumptions to even more people who are not involved.

I have always been told that I can be somewhat confrontational. Hell, my mother even once called me a 'cockfighter' (I took it as a compliment ;p). People have this natural instinct to talk about other people behind their backs and put on a show once confronted with this person. I choose to either confront (if it's worth it) or completely avoid if I think it's wasting my time. I don't believe in going through 35 different people and spreading my own version of what I don't really know about before the person stumbling upon what's being said about them behind their back finds out.

This time, I'm choosing to let go and avoid. Why? Because it's not their problem, I'm almost 8 months pregnant - not to mention for the first time in my life - and I'm happy. Since being married, my life is finally becoming stable and things are going well, and even faster than we planned. I'm grateful for all the things that we have and we work hard to make sure that we can keep up with these blessings for the future of our little family.

I'm glad things worked out the way it did, especially with the recent turn of events, and I'm glad we haven't spoken to them about being legal guardians to our unborn child should anything happen to us. Because the trust and understanding we thought we had with them was broken. Over something that could have been avoided had they come talk to us first.

Why am I choosing to do this here and not confront them? Like I said...this time, I'm choosing to avoid. Because some things are not worth wasting my time for. I would rather spend this time preparing the arrival of our new little guy and be happy with whatever has been given to us. Why pretend and put on a fake smile around people you can't trust anymore when we could be around the people who may say or do things to our faces that may hurt our feelings for a little while...but at least they're honest enough to do it without going around in circles first.