Are big boobs a curse or a blessing? For many years (actually my whole
life) I've wanted big boobs and always contemplated in getting implants. But what I didn't realize was that all I had to do was get pregnant and voila there they are for free. Well HALLELUJAH that I never got a boob job because I actually hate big boobs. Besides my big
stomach now my big boobs are popping in everyone's face. All of those cute
dresses that I could have worn has go into the trash because of these new boobs that I have. Not to mention that over
the past 24 weeks I have been to Victoria Secret 3 times to buy bigger bras; I have gone from a size 34 A cup to a 36 C cup. And don't even get me started with these weird
black nipples that have suddenly appeared (for those women who have been pregnant you know what I'm talking
about). Okay I am going to stop myself now before I scare you never been preggo women. Until next time as the pregnancy struggles continues.
Also here's a little peak into one of JOLIE's new bags (the Sophia bucket bag/backpack) launching this Spring/Summer 2016- Lusso collection.
Happy 5 month! Yay, I am now at my halfway mark of my
pregnancy and its mind blowing how fast time has elapsed. On one hand I am so
excited to finally meet Baby Ng and get my old body back. But then there is that
huge fear of being a mother!
Last week I was at my doctor’s office and as he was doing
the ultrasound he asked if I wanted to see the baby’s face? Without any hesitation I said "YES," but when I saw Baby Ng’s face I screamed out “that’s scary!!!” My doctor immediately
gave me a smug look as if he has already judged me as a bad mother. In my
defense I thought I was going to see a cute baby face that resembled both me
and the Warden, not an image of a skull (the second ultrasound picture above is what I am referring too, so you be the judge).
So I started to think to myself am I a bad mother? Should
have I cried when I saw my baby’s skull? I have so many questions about the
next stage of my life…