Gong Xi Fa Cai

Mummy and Papa saw me again yesterday at the doctor's.  I am a lot bigger now and there is not enough liquid between my face and the walls of Mummy's uterus for the Doc to take a photo of me, so Papa had to go home disappointed. But they saw my lips sucking and thought I was very cute.  Doc also showed them my dickie and balls. They were cute too.

Mummy is feeling sick cos she is "heaty" from all the Chinese New Year food. I can hear her stomache giving problems. I am kicking a lot now and sometimes Mummy wakes up at night when she feels me kicking. Papa talks to me every night, most of it is rubbish but I don't mind cos it's nice to have someone talk to me.

I have 3 more months in here before I have to leave my full-service hotel forever.  I hope they know what to do with me when I come out.  I have many needs.

Es Wird Eng

Papa ist aufgeregt. Er hat mich in den letzten zwei Wochen ab und and mal leicht treten gespuert. Naja eigentlich war es denke ich eher, dass er mich gehoert hat, wenn er sein Ohr auf Mama's dicken Bauch gelegt hat. Gestern habe ich ihn mich dann mal richtig spueren lassen. Als er und der dicke Bauch, in dem ich wohne, auf dem Sofa sassen, hat Papa seine Hand auf mein Haus gelegt. Da ich gerade eh wach war und mich mal strecken wollte, habe ich mit meinem kleinen Fuss gegen die Decke gekickt. Papa fand das ganz spannend.

Oh noch was: Papa hat angefangen mir abends Sachen zu erzaehlen. Ich verstehe ihn nicht wirklich aber an der Tonlage seiner Stimme kann ich hoeren, dass er mir ne ganze Menge Weisheiten weitergibt. Ich glaube er will mich vor der Mama warnen. Ich meine er haette gesagt, dass sie oft viel sagt aber dass er derjenige ist, auf den ich letztendlich hoeren soll. Wir werden sehen...

Ich kann es kaum erwarten die beiden zu treffen. Papa ist auch schon ganz ungeduldig. Er denkt wir werden viel Spass miteinander haben. Mama hofft dass es nicht mehr zu lange dauert, da sie Angst hat der Bauch wird zu gross. Wir machen das schon. Bis bald!

Ich bin grosser

I am 393 grams today.

Mummy went to the hospital and had me scanned.  I am looking normal and everything is fine, said the doctor. They couldn't see my face because my arm and cord were in the way. Ha, not so easy.  Papa had a short look too, after they had finished taking my pictures.  Mummy said it looked crowded in here, and 393g is a little bigger than what the book says I should be at 21 weeks.

Mummy is still coughing badly, and every time she does, everything shakes. I don't like it. It's getting cramped enough in here.  Well here I am...

Maybe you'll see me next time =)

Papa in dem Schnee

That is the Papa jumping around in the snow. I like jumping around too, but Mummy couldn't do much under 3 layers of winter clothing and toting my gear around in her tummy. It was warm and cosy for me, but Mummy huffed and puffed a little trudging in the snow in the forest. I can't wait to visit again next winter. Next time I will be jumping about in the snow.

Hallo, Ich Bin Julien

Ja, that is me in 3D. Like my hand?  My first photo wasn't too good, Mummy got a shock so the Doc had to take a better one where I don't look like the extras on Alien Resurrection.

That's the back of my head and my backside.  And my heartbeat is 143 bpm. Doc said my tummy bubble is a good size and so is my head.  I am now 219 grams and 18 weeks old.

That's my hands and feet from the back view.  You can't see my wee-wee, but everyone got a good look and they're quite sure now I am a boy.  The Papa was very relieved and happy.  Looks like we are ready for my debut in Germany. See you all soon!

New Mummy Clothes

Topshop Maternity

Mummy cannot wear her jeans and pants anymore, cos I am taking up to much space. So she went and bought some new pants which cost a bomb, she said. But what is the funniest thing is all the elastic on her pants... she has never worn elastic since she was a little girl.



M.U.G from La Bloomingchic (Marina Square)



Euraugo (Marina Square)



I think the Papa is going to complain about her shopping bill when he finds out. He's in Korea now, in a city called Seoul, which is near the border to North Korea. Mummy told him that if he gets stuck in a war this week, she's not sure she's going to be able to get him out.  I think "war" means you can't get onto the aeroplane. People are also afraid of this, I hear them talking about it these days.  I hope the Papa comes home soon. Before the war.

My Toy List

Mummy and the Papa had a disagreement about my toy list.  Mummy thinks it's good to give me all kinds of toys - she calls it "gender-neutral socialization" - so that I don't become too much of a boy's boy. Papa thinks she's crazy and that she shouldn't experiment with me. Mummy says there is nothing wrong with giving me a girl's toy as well as boys' toys. Here is what they discussed:

Teddy Bear

Papa: Okay



Football

Papa: Okay

Truck

Papa: He should have a Maserati, but okay.

Barbie Doll

Papa: No Way!!

Mummy: Why not?

Papa: We are NOT giving him a doll.

Mummy: Tell me why he cannot have a doll if he can have a truck and football?

Papa: Let other scientists mess around with other people's kids lah. My son is not playing with a doll! (twitches exasperatedly)

Mummy: Give me ONE reason why not?

Papa: He'll become gay!

Mummy: No he won't.

Papa: Yes he will.

Mummy: No he won't.

I don't know what "gay" means, I think it's something like having an extra hand or extra foot, cos Papa seems to be very afraid of it. I don't even know what the fuss is, as long as they give me something to do when I'm out there, I will be fine. Now I only have my umbilical cord to play with and it's not that interesting. The other thing is jumping on Mummy's bladder and she doesn't like it either. So bring me the Barbie Doll! I don't care! 



Mein erste Urlaub

This is where I am going to be in December!

I hear it is completely different from Singapore, and according to Mummy, it is going to be bloody cold. I think I will be just fine in here inside Mummy, but she said she's going to be quite uncomfortable. Still, I am excited cos there will be new sounds and smells. We are also going skiing! Well, not Mummy, but the Papa and Uncle Tobi.  There will be some other kiddies coming too, I heard, for Mummy to practice babysitting. The Papa also talked about some yummy things we are going to eat, like fondue and raclette and lots of other fun stuff we don't get here. Mummy had pig organs for lunch again today, don't get me wrong, I don't hate Chinese food, but it's getting boring down here, especially since I started smelling and tasting stuff.

I won't be able to see anything from down here, but my ears are getting quite sharp, so I can hear everything. I heard there are quite a lot of people in good ol' Germany who want to meet me! Too bad they can't see me yet, I will only be the size of a banana during Christmas, as I have some more months to grow before my big debut next May.  But don't worry, if all goes well, I will be seeing all of you next year!

It's a Boy!

That's what I look to the Doctor, Mummy said.  She and the Papa saw something on the screen that looked like my wee wee.  The Doc said there's a chance I could still be a girl, with an enlarged vulva, maybe. I don't like the sound of that at all.  They will have a look again in December to be sure.

Papa is over the moon that I am going to be a boy.  Mummy took a while to get used to it, but now she is okay. She said they will just have to try again in a few years, she doesn't think she will be so unlucky to get two boys.  Actually Mummy is quite happy. She's more relieved that I passed all my tests so far.  Mummy now has someone to blame for all the pimples on her face. Sorry, Mummy.

Grandpa is also rather happy although he doesn't show it, he showed Papa a book about kungfu and spent a long time telling Papa about how he used to learn judo and kungfu when he was younger. So I will play fussball and learn judo. I also have to learn to speak 3 languages, my schedule is already packed and I'm not even born yet.

Papa finds every opportunity to tell everyone what a great job he did with me. Mummy is not as impressed, but I can tell Papa is VERY pleased with himself.  I sure hope I'm going to stay a boy, otherwise Papa is going to be very embarrassed.

Julien?

13 weeks

I like to move
I like to feel
I like jumping and
I won't stay still

I'm sucking my thumb
And touching my head
I'm bouncing around on
My amniotic bed

Now I've got my
Fingers and toes
Am I a boy?
Ha, you won't yet know

Don't try to take
A picture of me
I'm busy in here
There's nothing to see

Being quiet is
Such a chore
I'm going to play
A little while more.

Boyfriends and Girlfriends

Mummy and Papa have been having conversations about how they would raise me if I were a boy and a girl. They don't seem to agree much on this.  Papa said if I were a boy, he would highly recommend that I have as many girlfriends as possible once I am 15 and I can bring them home.  Mummy said I will do that over her dead body. Mummy will not allow any girls to stay over until I graduate from university. She said, "No teenage sex under my roof."  She's also given me a midnight curfew until I go to university, whether I am a boy or a girl. Papa thinks that's crazy (but only if I were a boy).

I don't know what all the fuss is anyway. I don't even know what a girlfriend is, much less sex. It might have something to do with the stuff that's happening between my legs this week, it sure seems to be a big deal to these adults.

Right now, all I really care about is finding my thumb. I've heard that it can be a lot of fun putting it in my mouth. I think I'll get on that right away.

Arms and Legs!

Today, Mummy and the Papa person saw my arms and legs! I have two of each, but Papa only saw one arm. My legs were moving around. The doctor person also let them hear my heartbeat. It is 175 bpm (beats per minute).  

As you can see, half of me is my head. Papa said I was very cute, and Mummy said she probably suffered so badly the past 3 weeks because I decided to try out my new legs. I can also touch my face now with my hands.

In 2 weeks, Mummy will go for another test, to see if there is a chance I get this awful disease. She will have her blood tested too. Mummy is now back on her nausea medication so she is not so depressed.

And I can go back to kicking!



Monday At The Doctor's

On Monday, Mummy will go to the doctor's again. She needs more medication so that she can have a normal life.  The Papa person will come too, he has not heard my heart beating and he's quite psyched about it and seeing me on the screen again.

I am much bigger than I was, and Mummy said my eyes are going to open this week. I can't see a thing in here anyway, so it makes no difference to me.  I can hear a lot though, it's never quiet down here, and I never get much sleep.  I wake every time Mummy's cortisol levels jump, and this is always when we are in the car, during which Mummy (and sometimes the Papa) says "Fuck", "Fucker" and "Fucking idiot!" a lot. I'm looking forward to meeting all these people very soon, since Mummy and Papa seem to know them very well and see them every day.

Mein erste Flug

On Tuesday I went on my first flight, it was to Jakarta for one night.  Of course I had the best seat in the house -- me in my amniotic sac all by myself -- while Mummy had to squeeze in cattle class. She was nervous about having to heave on the plane, but luckily all went well, apart from some stress waiting for our lunch.

The sounds were new and strange, but I was not afraid because Supercomputer said it was just the engines and propellors.  Hmm, I shall have to wait a few more months to find out what those are.

Mummy's flight home was delayed on the tarmac while parking, and she was cross because she was going to be late, said Supercomputer. Luckily Mummy made it back to office and we picked up the Papa person again. Supercomputer said "Home sweet home", I think it means Mummy's glad to be back on the sofa with her legs up.