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…baby is as big as a bell pepper and weighs almost 7 ounces. (Length: 5 1/2 inches, head to bottom.)

Photo and info from: Baby Center.

Hubby was away from Sunday night till Wednesday. Baby was awfully quiet on Sunday, Monday AND Tuesday night…moving very little at night and I hardly felt any of the little kicks that I’ve started to feel.

I sms-ed hubby and told him that baby probably misses him.

What was pretty interesting was that on Wednesday afternoon at work, baby started to be really active…I felt really strong fluttering movements in my tummy. I’d told baby throughout the past 3 days that daddy will be coming home soon…I wonder if it was my own excitement that was filtering down?!?

On Wednesday night when hubby was back and before we went to sleep, hubby put his hand on my tummy to see if he could feel baby moving. I’d been telling baby the whole day…since you missed daddy so much, you must give him a little kick tonight to let him know (even though I’ve started feeling the tiny kicks, hubby has never felt it)…

And then…baby kicked! A strong distinct kick aimed right at hubby’s palm!

Needless to say, I was super amused!

During my last visit to the gynae, the doctor sent me off to the lab for a blood test. I thought it was a routine test where the lab assistant would usually just take a vial of blood, but to my surprise, she filled up 5 vials! I remember commenting to her…”Wah, kenapa ambil banyak?” (why are you taking so much?), and thinking to myself…oh dear, am I gonna faint? She replied that they needed quite alot of blood as the doctor has requested for the usual pre-natal screening and the triple test.

Me being me, of course I immediately Googled “triple test down syndrome” the minute I got home! Found these two sites…click here and here which had pretty good writeups. The test is usually given to most pregnant women, and together with the maternal age, it can calculate the risk of having a baby with Down syndrome. As most people know, the risk of having a baby with Downs usually increases as the maternal age advances.

Doctor said he’ll discuss more about the results with us and what it means during the next visit. I suppose he’ll probably explain that all tests are not 100% full proof but a low risk score will mean that we don’t have to go through amniocentesis or CVS, both of which carries the risk of miscarriage and infection. I was keeping my fingers crossed over the course of the week, obviously, and breathed a huge sigh of relief when I received an SMS from the gynae’s clinic early this morning telling me that the blood test result shows that I’m in the low risk group.

Another hurdle crossed, another thing to be thankful for.

Hubby’s off to Penang on a business trip for 2 days, and then Ipoh for a day.

I hate it when he’s away…I feel absolutely miserable. Is it strange? To be still so attached to your spouse even after nearly 6 years of marriage? It’s not like I can’t take care of myself or that I want to be around people…it’s just that I miss him not being around. I just want to be with him.

Well, it’s one night of being home alone, then I’m off to my parent’s place for two nights till Wednesday. Obviously, I’m just counting down the days till Wednesday…

I’m glad I have baby to keep me company. Lying down with my eyes closed and my hands on my belly has recently become one of my most favourite past-times. I love it when I can feel baby moving around in my tummy, and sometimes, forming a hard sort of ball before disappearing again. I love the unexpected little kicks that I’ve been getting the past 2-3 days. I lie quietly at night before going to sleep, and when I wake up in the morning, the first thing I do is to place my hands on my belly.

And I talk. I talk to baby…about where daddy has gone and when he’ll be back. I talk to baby about work. About ridiculous stuff. And I sing. I sing nursery rhymes that are missing several words because I’ve totally forgotten the whole rhyme. I sing any song that comes to my head…mostly incomplete because I never bother to remember the lyrics.

I think tomorrow, I’m going to go hunt for a book containing popular children fairytales at Borders. It’ll be nice to read one out aloud every night to baby, regardless if baby can hear me yet or not.

Four times in a row this evening and a couple more random times just now!!!

If baby ever inherits both hubby’s night time elbowing skills and my kicking-my-legs-while-having-a-bad-dream skills, I’m gonna be in big trouble for the next 4.5 months!