Tuesday, April 23, 2002.

My Bra Size: D
Watching: Domestic Disturbance with Vince Vaughn
Eating: Diet Coke (once a day) and dried pineapple rings

Due Date: May 14. THREE WEEKS !!!

ATTACK OF THE 500-POUND PREGNANT WOMAN

(This entry is written by my lovely wife, Amy.)

This may be the last entry I will write in a long time.

I had a nasty dream about Woody Allen, that he came to pick me up. And Scott reminded me of the bat underneath our bed. Watching TV right before you go to bed is a bad idea. I must have seen that Woody Allen preview before going to sleep. I saw a picture of him and Soon Yi and their adopted girl. I bet as soon as their "daughter" turns ten, Woody's going to leave Soon Yi and run off with her. (To Scott: Should I say that?)

I have about 3 weeks left until baby boy comes. I feel like I am carrying around 500 pounds on me. My knees hurt now from all the weight. I can't wait to get back to my normal size and weight. Even though I gained 40 pounds (the average weight gain being 25-30 pounds) my belly measures on the small side. Besides my linea nigra, I found a skin tag on my neck. Scott has a few skin tags. The skin tag is commonly caused by pregnancy. If it doesn't disappear after the baby comes, I'll have to make a visit to my dermatologist.

Everyone has been very generous with the baby gifts. My family gave me a baby shower and so did my office. Even people that Scott knows have sent me very cute gifts for the baby. (Thanks June and Cyn!)

Yesterday I watched "Pregnancy for Dummies" on the Discovery Health channel. It was pretty informative even if I knew a lot of it already. It showed several different couples from the first trimester to labor and delivery. All the moms were freakin out. I was wondering why I am so calm, practically sedated.

Work has been busy which I like. I plan to keep working until I go into labor. My bag is packed as of today so I welcome the baby any day now. An older female patient asked me when the baby was due, then she asked me if I was married, then she asked me if my husband was Chinese. My office mate thought she was trying to pick me up. She wasn't my type.

Liger is sleeping soundly at my feet. Little does he know that the gate will be going up soon at the bottom of the stairs so he won't be able to come upstairs once the baby comes. Liger sheds too much and I don't want Liger hair all over baby boy.

I've been watching that show The Osbournes. It's really funny. If that show was on when I was growing up, it could have deterred a lot of kids from doing drugs and alcohol. It would show them how they'd turn out from abusing drugs.

Scott told me about those Abercrombie and Fitch tshirts. I couldn't believe they were selling those to middle America in this day and age. I'm glad they took them off the shelves. I wanted to go to A and F in the mall I shop at but I was too tired. Next time I'm at the mall, I'm going to see if the shirts are there or not. If they are, I am going to say something.

When the baby comes I am going to teach Scott how to change the baby's diaper. He has to remember to clean underneath the scrotum.

 

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FAMILY PICTURES

(this part written by Scott)

Just two random pictures from our lunch with Amy's relatives and our nieces again.

The girls just came back from a kid's beauty pageant. Not a real one. Every kid there won first prize and a crown actually. Just so the OTHER kids wouldn't go home and cry, I guess.

The little boy baby there was the one with the crazy hair shown in previous entries.

His name is Kunsae. I guess it means "authoritative."

His mother (in red) is married to Amy's brother. She is a very devout church-goer. And she is one of the most pleasant and polite persons to be around. She will be Amy's brother's sole (soul) reason for not burning in Hell someday, I believe.

Since we are still deciding on a name for Baby Boy, we teased Kunsae's mom up there and told her we finally chose a name:

"Kunsae."

She politely said that it was a very nice name, but didn't object or say that was HER boy's name. It was really funny to see how polite she was being about it.

We told her we were just kidding.

She delivered all her baby's early, 3 weeks in one case. We better get cracking on that baby name, I guess. Maybe we'll just put B.B., short for "Baby Boy" if we're not ready.

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FRIENDS OF ASIAN TIGERS

Oh, and a big roar to some wonderful people for their support and being friends of Asian tigers everywhere.

Jen, Suzette, Em, Candy, Sandra, Sally,

and Eileene who is quite the Tiger herself.

(If I missed a URL, let me know!)

The God of Asian Tigers, also known as ... The LIGER!, would be most pleased ...

if he was smart enough to think of anything other than eating or sleeping that is.

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