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There are a few moments in life which cant be expressed, written, screamed or sung out loud….because words would never do justice to them!
So, I am surrounded by ladies who are all ready to pop, are going to pop early next year and the rest are going to pop summer babies inshallah. Being surrounded by pregnant ladies obviously asks for some kind of prediction. Though, I have been classified by my hubby as being “full of shit” where gender prediction is concerned…I havent given up.
On steeping into the 30’s last week, Jam gave me The pregnancy instruction manual which has almost everything, starting from “tips for sleeping while pregnant” to ”the size analysis of the fetus in fruit analogies”…which means it tells you that at 8 weeks the fetus looks like a bunch of grapes, at 12 weeks its plum & 36 weeks its a water melon.
In the same book there is this one section that talks about predicting the baby’s sex. Obviously, there is no medical basis for any of the following, but it will help predicting whos going to be popping what!
~ Is the preggo carrying high or low? Its a girl if its high, a boy if its low.
~ Craving sour food means its a boy, and craving sweet things means its a girl.
~ If the babys heartbeat is more than 150 beats per minute, its a girl, if its below its a boy.
~ Bad skin means that you are having a baby girl. ( A girl will steal her mothers looks).
~ If your nose widens, its a boy.
~ If the belly looks like a beach ball, its a boy, if it looks like a water melon its a girl.
~ If the preggo has bad morning sickness, its a girl.
~ If the dad of the baby is gaining weight during your pregnancy, its a boy.
Borrowing this intresting concept (which was introduced a long time ago) from meyumsworld.wordpress.com….
1 most loviliest guy as hubby
2 younger, mad sisters i have
3 family members we shall be in May inshallah
4 vacations with hubby already…..mashallah
5 family members in the house at the moment
6 days a week I work
7 books I can read over and over again
8 years ago I fell for you
9 places that i am dying to visit
10 years and I will hit the 40’s inshallah
11 th month I celebrate my birthday every year
12+1 is my birthdate
13 number: unlucky for some
14 is the expected due date!
15 songs i can sing along
16 th July 07 I happily gave up my single status
17 of us graduated from City Scahool back in 1995
18 th July, I went to Mc Donalds all ready to attend my valima
19 = 15+4
20 th is our monthaversary…wohoo!
21 I graduated, totally lost
22 guys I have had a crush on
23 notes books are still lying there to be filled up!
24 a serial I was badly hooked onto
25 times i randomly fell in love with people and places
26 years ago i was in a montessori in NY
27 th year was adventurous in its own way
28 times I usually check my mail a day
29 years later me and Uzi might participate in the amazing race!
30 reasons to smile right now!
Back in school days, I was one of those students who was popular because she had friends in all classes and almost all sections. Be it junior or senior, I knew other fellow schoolers because I would exchange books, I loved sharing lunches and if nothing else, I could sit with a total stranger and grumble about how white uniforms never did justice to students who loved playing sports.
As, I reached the senior year in school, i lost that charm of making friends. making focus was now more towards studies and choosing a career. Somehow, by the time I reached university, I was in touch with only a handful of people, but all that was good.
Entering professional life meant meeting new people, making less friends, but more acquaintances….and keeping in touch with the old few friends who knew where you were coming from.
Lately, the realisation has hit me that almost all the “old” friends have just vanished. One friend, completely lost touch after my shaadi….and for a reason which i dont know about. (this friend was one of the close few who also had my mums mobile number, in case of an emergency). I tried getting in touch with her. But I guess she had had enough of me.
Another friend, not from early days, but a good friend nonetheless, also, is totally out of touch. But thats my fault. One day after confessing to me about how bad a friend I have been for not going and seeing his 7 month old baby in lahore, he bought up stuff from the past, that i thought we had resolved. I spaced out for the time I dont come to terms with the fact that I am a bad friend.
No, it dosent end here.
Another friend, whos got married three years ago and has a baby who goes to school, also thinks that I am not a lovely friend because I dont keep in touch, because it is a given fact that due to her being a mom, shes busy…..but i am free. I should be the one to keep in touch all the time…
The more I think about it, the more assertive it gets that maybe its not them…..its me.
~ People who blame being extremly busy on marriage, really need a better reason to bullshit.
~ It takes a man to accept and appreciate out loud how bold his wife is.
~ Being blamed for something thats not right can immediately throw you down in the dumps….
In order to control the law of attraction, proponents state that people must practice four things:
Know what you want.
Ask the universe for it.
Feel and behave as if the object of your desire is on its way.
Be open to receiving it.
Here is a picture of a place I know I want….am asking the universe for it….am feeling and behaving that the place is on its way…..and I am oh so open to recieving it!
I can already feel that I am living here very happily with my family, inshallah!
