I've been meaning to post about this, as it has been saved in my draft for quite sometime now. See, I was diagnosed with a gestational diabetic (GDM) during my second full-term pregnancy, with Sofia. Didn't had any issue carrying my firstborn, Mayesa though. I didn't really eat much during both pregnancies, just the occasional ice cream and cake treats. Carrying Sofia, I...
After my previous post, I was approached differently by some. I was asked indirectly if I was doing ok, if everything good back at home, if I need any help.. I don't know if it was just me sensing the warm care, or if someone had been following my blog silently hence the unexpected treatment. I appreciate the gesture. I am fine. Just...
I've always have this anxiety, this unwanted feeling in my heart that makes me go "the f is wrong with me?", "I screwed up, I screwed up big", "what if.., what if..", "I'm fine, I'm going to be fine, it's all in my head"... You might say I'm overreacting and I think too much of petty little things. Well, I do. I do...