8 months pregnant

In the past eight months, I have:

..... experienced morning sickness so severe that I woke up in the morning only to want to sleep again until the late afternoon. Never mind that I wasn't eating anything. During that time, I seriously, SERIOUSLY, considered ending the pregnancy.

..... had to endure the (thoughtless) comments of people about my physical appearance. Boy daw, because I looked haggard. Or that I don't look pregnant at six months. I only looked fat. :( I knew they didn't have malicious intentions, but all those comments still affected me. One comment that especially hurt was this -- Sa lagay na yan, gumanda ka na? :(

.....had to move around using a computer chair with wheels, because of the extremely painful pelvic pain I had during my 31st week.

.....had to drink yucky tasting iron supplement.

.....restrain myself from ordering Starbucks' green tea frappuccino. :(

Now, with only six weeks to go, Mike and I are really excited to welcome Chloe Alessandra Uy Dy into our world.

We've already bought her new clothes and accessories. Whenever I see Mike preparing for her birth, there is this unexplainable feeling of happiness inside me. It's expected for excited moms-to-be to prepare for their children's birth. But when it's the dad who shows the same excitement, it's.... different. It somehow seems more touching.