Category Archives: Dealing with pregnancy

Heart of an alligator

Today I got to meet our obstetrician at Samitiveg Hospital — he’s a nice guy and S seems very comfortable with him — which is probably far more important than me thinking he is a nice guy. He was two … Continue reading

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Let me wash your feet

This wasn’t exactly how I had imagined spending one of my last days in the batcave, but this morning I found myself gently washing S’s feet. Why? Because she can’t reach them anymore. While it sounds like it could be … Continue reading

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There’s a bear in my bed

As S becomes more and more “heavily pregnant” it seems her behaviour becomes more erratic, amusing and occasionally just plain odd. Nevertheless I grin and bear it, just as she grins and bears the load. Talking about bears, it seems … Continue reading

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Baby School 101

Today S and I, along with 30-odd other soon-to-be parents had our first session at the Baby-Friendly-Hospital, Samitivej. The class went for a good few hours and included a tour of the birthing rooms which are really cool — I … Continue reading

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Guys dig pregnant chicks

Perhaps it’s just the type of western male that Thailand attracts, but the guys in Bangkok are really into S’s belly. Men left right and centre are tripping over themselves, walking into lamp-poles, dropping noodles from their mouths, as they … Continue reading

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Let the training begin

Last night I received my first 2am call. “Hey lover, I’m not well, can you go make me a boiled water with lemon?” To say I was in a deep sleep at the time is an understatement — while I … Continue reading

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You look sort of Picasso-style

After the birthday blow out, I decided to try and make amends and take S out for dinner at a flash Jakarta restaurant. We’d been there before, and while it was good, it wasn’t as great as the first time … Continue reading

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“It’s for ripening your cervix”… excuse me?

Friend P from Bangkok is staying with us at the moment — a mother with three tours of duty on the birthing battlefield, she’s had loads of advice for S (and me) about what’s on the way. It seems though … Continue reading

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I’m restless and bored so I’m going to hang out with you

When you’ve got a two-kilo bag of kitty litter strapped to your belly, it can be a little difficult to find a comfortable reclining position — particularly when you’ve become a tad self-conscious of the beached whale pose because your … Continue reading

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Boy, girl or kitty litter?

It seems we’ve reached a new point in pregnancy — S has decided that now she Really Is Pregnant. Going by the grunting and groaning, the slow, inhale sharply then slowly roll over and get off the lounge technique, and … Continue reading

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