in fast-forward motion
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I'd never have dreamt that I would be ready to become a mother at 22. Let alone actually be married. Pregnancy is a much easier issue to face than being married. Well, for me at least. Almost every woman can, and will want to, become a mother. Yet there are some who are unable, or skeptical, about finding that perfect match. As what hubs calls me "his counterpart". =)
Now life moves on as if someone has jammed the fast-forward button. I am married and expecting a baby at the young age of 22, a time where most peers would be out having hitting the clubs, getting drunk and worrying about our partners (or the lack of it). I'm past that. That was me at 18.
But nonetheless, I still would have never foreseen myself happily tied down and expecting a baby now. It was always 30. I always said and planned it to be at 30. Maybe if I really met the perfect fella, 28. But nothing before 25. I cherish my freedom and I knew it. God knows what Nash did to me to drive me crazy with anticipation to marry him. I would say that I've never been as crazy for any guy, and my ex-boyfriends and close friends all agreed. I was not myself when he's around. I actually become demure, shy and considerate. Too bad. Now I'm back to mean ol' Shelly. *chuckles*
Sometimes I think about where I stand now, and I scare myself. 22, and expecting. 22, and married. *shivers* Just a year ago I would have thought it was stupid to sacrifice my remaining youth and freedom to a mere male mortal. Who controls Shelly??? NO ONE!! And it's true. No one controls me. Hubs gives me total freedom to do what I want (which includes skipping classes) and never enforces his ideas on me. Never. For that, I am thankful that I married him. =)
As the baby will be arriving around mid December, our plans of the traditional wedding ceremony and the purchasing of our love nest has to be brought forward significantly. His mother initially planned for us to get on with it when I graduate with my diploma, but well, the baby's here and it won't wait, so we're going to get it over and done with within the next 2 months. Then it's baby time!! I am both excited and scared at the same time.
Please let everything proceed smoothly, be it the baby or the wedding plans. Let nothing screw us up again. We need a lot of support at this point in time. And a few people I may need help from... huei, kris, fiona, dark muse, GGYY, (basically the girls), I may need to enlist your help on the day of my traditional wedding ceremony... Nothing's confirmed yet, but I'll call you guys once I get the details.
I'd never have dreamt that I would be ready to become a mother at 22. Let alone actually be married. Pregnancy is a much easier issue to face than being married. Well, for me at least. Almost every woman can, and will want to, become a mother. Yet there are some who are unable, or skeptical, about finding that perfect match. As what hubs calls me "his counterpart". =)
Now life moves on as if someone has jammed the fast-forward button. I am married and expecting a baby at the young age of 22, a time where most peers would be out having hitting the clubs, getting drunk and worrying about our partners (or the lack of it). I'm past that. That was me at 18.
But nonetheless, I still would have never foreseen myself happily tied down and expecting a baby now. It was always 30. I always said and planned it to be at 30. Maybe if I really met the perfect fella, 28. But nothing before 25. I cherish my freedom and I knew it. God knows what Nash did to me to drive me crazy with anticipation to marry him. I would say that I've never been as crazy for any guy, and my ex-boyfriends and close friends all agreed. I was not myself when he's around. I actually become demure, shy and considerate. Too bad. Now I'm back to mean ol' Shelly. *chuckles*
Sometimes I think about where I stand now, and I scare myself. 22, and expecting. 22, and married. *shivers* Just a year ago I would have thought it was stupid to sacrifice my remaining youth and freedom to a mere male mortal. Who controls Shelly??? NO ONE!! And it's true. No one controls me. Hubs gives me total freedom to do what I want (which includes skipping classes) and never enforces his ideas on me. Never. For that, I am thankful that I married him. =)
As the baby will be arriving around mid December, our plans of the traditional wedding ceremony and the purchasing of our love nest has to be brought forward significantly. His mother initially planned for us to get on with it when I graduate with my diploma, but well, the baby's here and it won't wait, so we're going to get it over and done with within the next 2 months. Then it's baby time!! I am both excited and scared at the same time.
Please let everything proceed smoothly, be it the baby or the wedding plans. Let nothing screw us up again. We need a lot of support at this point in time. And a few people I may need help from... huei, kris, fiona, dark muse, GGYY, (basically the girls), I may need to enlist your help on the day of my traditional wedding ceremony... Nothing's confirmed yet, but I'll call you guys once I get the details.
Shelly breathed again at 11:36 PM
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