Going undercover

Have just finished an excellent book "The Undercover Economist". For someone whose knowledge of economics is gleaned from fits of wakefulness in Econs lecture, the book is surprisingly entertaining, even gripping. I have been staying up the past two nights just to finish it. Better than a novel, eh? For anyone who wants to understand world events via economics (and does not want to snooze in the process), this book is for you.

Am still counting down...can't wait for baby to come out. I feel like I'm being stretched inside out, expanding much in the manner of the bullfrog competing with the cow. Feel like I'm going to explode!

Excesses

Had a meltdown last week over chocolate cake, of all things. It is infuriating to be told that you can't buy a slice of cake, when the cake is in full view and in all its glory. But, apparently, you can only buy the whole cake, even if you are 1. pregnant 2. just walked in rain for the bloody cake. But here's the real pisser: a year back, I tried to get a whole cake from this same shop only to be told that you can't get whole cakes unless you order them. So, now, I am declaring my boycott of Secret Recipe, especially the one at Anchorpoint. GRRR.

Funny thing is, the baby got real scared, I think, when I was infuriated. He stopped kicking for a while. Sniff. V sad. So now am trying to keep a cooler head, if only to stop giving little Rehan a nasty shock. Now it's gr, a half-assed "grrr". Such is life.

Now that the baby is getting big (hurrah!), I've been getting backaches, on top of my usual ache from carrying extra boob weight. The baby is 1.4 kg, as of last Tuesday. :D Add that to placenta etc...I am glad I got somewhat fit before getting preggers. Good thing also that baby preps are almost complete...I think I need a break from going out. And sleep, sleep, sleep before bedlam arrives. Ha ha.

Congratulations to No. 2

Finally, someone from the gang is married. I'm no longer the only one. Whoo hoo. Therein lies the perils of being ahead of the curve.

So, congrats to Nana, whom we all know from our not so sweet girlhood days. (Crescent! Yay!) She looks very girlish and demure (unlike the Nana we know! Hah!) and so pretty. :D

Thanks to Azah, got there and back by car. Joy! The wedding itself was like a normal Crescent get together - loud, boisterous and lots of racous laughter (except for the [strangely] silent bride. hyah.). It is nice to be back to the fold of the familiar and dear, to see that despite growing up and sideways, we are all who we are, tolerated and loved for being exactly who we are. Here's to staying the same - we all need constants in our lives, especially when changes keep happening.

Addendum:

My sister has just suggested I did a ticker tape countdown to little bun. Insane! Gagsville! God preserve me from turning smugly sprogged. But since Adik found a quite classy one and people keep asking when I am due, here it is... da da dum...