It is a pain to be pregnant and be sick.

You are always extra careful on the type of medications you can consume. For example, for headaches, I cannot take Advil, and must go to the drugstore and buy Tylenol instead.

For my dry cough, Dimetapp is a no-no. Robitussin is a safer option.

For my sniffles, there’s only the allergic medicine, Claritin, instead of the usual Solmux.

I have spent two evenings waking up, coughing my heart out, and drinking water to parch my dry throat. It makes me worry that Little Pea is not getting enough sleep, constantly waking up because of his Mommy’s cold.

The good news is, we have passed our first trimester.

Yes, Little Pea is still alive and kicking!

After a disastrous miscarriage last January, we are extra careful in announcing the pregnancy. We don’t want to disappoint the in-laws, especially my mom who’s just thoroughly bored and is waiting for something to occupy her time.

Business-wise, we are in a constant state of flux.

It’s hard to find good people, and while we have increased our number of stores, we have also lost a lot of people, both good and bad.

But it’s all for the best. Anyway, as the Lord promised in Jeremiah 29:11, “For I know the plans I have for you. Plans to prosper you, and not to harm you. Plans to give you hope and a future.”

I think it just entails a lot of trust — for me, it’s how to be a good mother. For the life of me, I cannot see myself as a doting mom. In fact, I am readying my husband that I’ll probably like my authoritarian dad and I hope that he’s okay with that.

“We don’t need a happy baby,” I declared. “We just need a smart baby.”

His face when I make these silly declarations:

Anyway, at least all is well. Baby is still alive, and I have no food cravings or morning sickness whatsoever, which is a good thing. God is truly good.

Hope that this peaceful and happy state lasts for awhile…

Have a good week ahead!