<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4881159832507084358</id><updated>2011-04-21T15:02:40.298-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Memoirs of a Pregnant Gyal</title><subtitle type='html'>My friends have been asking me to blog my experiences as i go through my pregnancy and i finally gave in to the many requests.  I am 6 months behind but i promise i will get up to speed and i won't leave anything out.  Enjoy and feel free to leave your comments, words of encouragement are always welcome.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pregnantgyal.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4881159832507084358/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pregnantgyal.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Memoirs of a Pregnant Gyal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06048208715026649494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1CmwbTcYGyY/SWqgCe9qXzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/sViMVE2-IDc/S220/SANY0354.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>45</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4881159832507084358.post-5270838275562177146</id><published>2009-04-23T22:28:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T23:07:33.821-04:00</updated><title type='text'>HELLO ORICA TODAY YOU ARE 40 WEEKS PREGNANT</title><summary type='text'>I AM STILL PREGNANT!!!! Laaaawd ah mercy. I walk as if my vagina is filled with rocks, no joke, it is HEAVY.  I think i can come up with a remix to Fayann's heavy T Bumpa. For the past week i've been power walking with Kwame's mom, dancing up a storm to Merengue, cha-cha, Samba and Mambo. It is this Latin cardio dance video, it is gooood.  You should see the belly moving from side to side. I must</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pregnantgyal.blogspot.com/feeds/5270838275562177146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pregnantgyal.blogspot.com/2009/04/hello-orica-today-you-are-40-weeks.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4881159832507084358/posts/default/5270838275562177146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4881159832507084358/posts/default/5270838275562177146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pregnantgyal.blogspot.com/2009/04/hello-orica-today-you-are-40-weeks.html' title='HELLO ORICA TODAY YOU ARE 40 WEEKS PREGNANT'/><author><name>Memoirs of a Pregnant Gyal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06048208715026649494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1CmwbTcYGyY/SWqgCe9qXzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/sViMVE2-IDc/S220/SANY0354.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4881159832507084358.post-8926858062204757267</id><published>2009-04-16T13:27:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-16T18:41:18.811-04:00</updated><title type='text'>HELLO ORICA, TODAY YOU ARE 39 WEEKS PREGNANT!!!</title><summary type='text'>AH FED UP BEING PREGNANT!!!!*Bangs head*.  I still have a gut people and it is the size of a watermelon, not a little one you know, a BIG one.  Sigh.  I must say i loved being pregnant up until 2 weeks ago.  The days are going so slow and i am feeling more pain.  I was telling Amanda and Faj that my vangina feels as if it is holding a ton of bricks and each time i get up from sitting down or when</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pregnantgyal.blogspot.com/feeds/8926858062204757267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pregnantgyal.blogspot.com/2009/04/hello-orica-today-you-are-39-weeks.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4881159832507084358/posts/default/8926858062204757267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4881159832507084358/posts/default/8926858062204757267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pregnantgyal.blogspot.com/2009/04/hello-orica-today-you-are-39-weeks.html' title='HELLO ORICA, TODAY YOU ARE 39 WEEKS PREGNANT!!!'/><author><name>Memoirs of a Pregnant Gyal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06048208715026649494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1CmwbTcYGyY/SWqgCe9qXzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/sViMVE2-IDc/S220/SANY0354.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4881159832507084358.post-1480555324564645237</id><published>2009-04-09T22:59:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-09T23:55:10.666-04:00</updated><title type='text'>HELOO ORICA, YOU ARE 38 WEEKS PREGNANT!!!</title><summary type='text'>WHOOOP, WHOOOP. It is almost time and i must say i am HEXCITED!!!Everything is ready.  My bag is packed and sitting in a corner.  The room is is all painted and the furniture has been assembled, clothes packed away. I am only waiting for the bedding to show up in the mail.  Oh, i can also sleep better at nights because the search for a stroller and car seat is over and i only paid $188 for it.  </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pregnantgyal.blogspot.com/feeds/1480555324564645237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pregnantgyal.blogspot.com/2009/04/heloo-orica-you-are-38-weeks-pregnant.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4881159832507084358/posts/default/1480555324564645237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4881159832507084358/posts/default/1480555324564645237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pregnantgyal.blogspot.com/2009/04/heloo-orica-you-are-38-weeks-pregnant.html' title='HELOO ORICA, YOU ARE 38 WEEKS PREGNANT!!!'/><author><name>Memoirs of a Pregnant Gyal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06048208715026649494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1CmwbTcYGyY/SWqgCe9qXzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/sViMVE2-IDc/S220/SANY0354.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4881159832507084358.post-3893060424846237997</id><published>2009-04-03T00:03:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-03T00:54:15.566-04:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Just JAH WORKS!!!</title><summary type='text'>Last week i was on Toysrus.ca and realized that the crib and dresser/change table was on sale but online ONLY. We were excited and wanted to order right away, but you that couldn't go down without a glitch right?.  The cribs and dressers were all sold out.  I wasn't pleased at all.  On Monday we went to the Toys r us ( the people know us well lol)and we saw another crib that was just as strong </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pregnantgyal.blogspot.com/feeds/3893060424846237997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pregnantgyal.blogspot.com/2009/04/its-just-jah-works.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4881159832507084358/posts/default/3893060424846237997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4881159832507084358/posts/default/3893060424846237997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pregnantgyal.blogspot.com/2009/04/its-just-jah-works.html' title='It&apos;s Just JAH WORKS!!!'/><author><name>Memoirs of a Pregnant Gyal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06048208715026649494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1CmwbTcYGyY/SWqgCe9qXzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/sViMVE2-IDc/S220/SANY0354.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4881159832507084358.post-5387827871633043416</id><published>2009-04-02T21:46:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-03T00:03:00.034-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello Orica, you are 37 Weeks Pregnant TODAY!!!!!</title><summary type='text'>Is it almost time or what?!!!!, My gaaaawd. I am so excited!!.  You have no idea how high my level of excitement is.  I feel like i'm waiting to see a long lost family member and as the time gets closer the more anxious i get.It's funny how my cell phone hasn't been ringing, partly because everybody thinks it's disconnected (i love it that way, i can save money) but as we entered April, people be</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pregnantgyal.blogspot.com/feeds/5387827871633043416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pregnantgyal.blogspot.com/2009/04/hello-orica-you-are-37-weeks-pregnant.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4881159832507084358/posts/default/5387827871633043416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4881159832507084358/posts/default/5387827871633043416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pregnantgyal.blogspot.com/2009/04/hello-orica-you-are-37-weeks-pregnant.html' title='Hello Orica, you are 37 Weeks Pregnant TODAY!!!!!'/><author><name>Memoirs of a Pregnant Gyal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06048208715026649494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1CmwbTcYGyY/SWqgCe9qXzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/sViMVE2-IDc/S220/SANY0354.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4881159832507084358.post-3704208051270961211</id><published>2009-03-28T22:21:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-28T23:00:07.897-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Did I do Thaaaaaat?</title><summary type='text'>Last week Saturday evening i went to my first Stag and Doe party.  It was pretty cool.  It was at the same place my shower was held. I've never been to one before so i didn't know what to expect.  There were lots of games and prizes to be won. Food, music and of course drinks that i couldn't even smell. As usual i have to make my regular visit to the bathroom.  I was standing outside the bathroom</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pregnantgyal.blogspot.com/feeds/3704208051270961211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pregnantgyal.blogspot.com/2009/03/did-i-do-thaaaaaat.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4881159832507084358/posts/default/3704208051270961211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4881159832507084358/posts/default/3704208051270961211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pregnantgyal.blogspot.com/2009/03/did-i-do-thaaaaaat.html' title='Did I do Thaaaaaat?'/><author><name>Memoirs of a Pregnant Gyal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06048208715026649494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1CmwbTcYGyY/SWqgCe9qXzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/sViMVE2-IDc/S220/SANY0354.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4881159832507084358.post-8661464087348828344</id><published>2009-03-28T20:44:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-28T22:15:02.556-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello Orica, you are 36 weeks Pregnant!!!</title><summary type='text'>Whooohooo, I'm getting there slowly but surely.  I'm hoping i have this baby early seeing that 2 of my home girls had their baby girls before their due date?  Please GOD?, cause i'm here singing Sizzla,s "rugged road".What's new?Part deux of the Lamaze class was last Tuesday.  I cannot stress enough what a waste of money that class is.   $90 to sit and watch videos of women giving birth.  I mean </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pregnantgyal.blogspot.com/feeds/8661464087348828344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pregnantgyal.blogspot.com/2009/03/hello-orica-you-are-36-weeks-pregnant.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4881159832507084358/posts/default/8661464087348828344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4881159832507084358/posts/default/8661464087348828344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pregnantgyal.blogspot.com/2009/03/hello-orica-you-are-36-weeks-pregnant.html' title='Hello Orica, you are 36 weeks Pregnant!!!'/><author><name>Memoirs of a Pregnant Gyal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06048208715026649494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1CmwbTcYGyY/SWqgCe9qXzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/sViMVE2-IDc/S220/SANY0354.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4881159832507084358.post-4213209831688816355</id><published>2009-03-20T13:24:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T14:11:58.649-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Changes  :(</title><summary type='text'>Couple days ago i stood infront the mirror looking at myself. I noticed some faint stretched marks and i thought to myself, cool they are faint, it's not that serious.  I wanted to see what was going on on the other side (uder the belly) so i grabbed the hand held mirror.  A tears fell from my eyes because i knew then, i'll never wear a 2 piece or a carnival costume ever again.  By looking at it,</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pregnantgyal.blogspot.com/feeds/4213209831688816355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pregnantgyal.blogspot.com/2009/03/changes.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4881159832507084358/posts/default/4213209831688816355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4881159832507084358/posts/default/4213209831688816355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pregnantgyal.blogspot.com/2009/03/changes.html' title='Changes  :('/><author><name>Memoirs of a Pregnant Gyal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06048208715026649494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1CmwbTcYGyY/SWqgCe9qXzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/sViMVE2-IDc/S220/SANY0354.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4881159832507084358.post-4524569877233564814</id><published>2009-03-20T00:55:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T02:52:02.143-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Choosing  The God Parents</title><summary type='text'>I noticed as soon as i mentioned i was pregnant one of the first questions people would ask was "Who is the God mother", and up to this day people still ask.  Of course these questions annoy me because here i am trying to get through my pregnancy in one piece and hoping that my child comes out with all her limbs attached and all they can focus on is who God mother going to be?  Honestly, i </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pregnantgyal.blogspot.com/feeds/4524569877233564814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pregnantgyal.blogspot.com/2009/03/choosing-god-parents.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4881159832507084358/posts/default/4524569877233564814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4881159832507084358/posts/default/4524569877233564814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pregnantgyal.blogspot.com/2009/03/choosing-god-parents.html' title='Choosing  The God Parents'/><author><name>Memoirs of a Pregnant Gyal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06048208715026649494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1CmwbTcYGyY/SWqgCe9qXzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/sViMVE2-IDc/S220/SANY0354.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4881159832507084358.post-6935028216341967498</id><published>2009-03-18T21:51:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-19T23:07:07.388-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Week 35</title><summary type='text'>HELLO ORICA TODAY YOU ARE 35 WEEKS PREGNANT!!!!!!!!!YEAAAAAH, i'm moving on up, to the labour side, i'm moving on up, finally i'm coming closer to seeing my chiiild.  Ha how yuh like mi remix?  i know, i know i'm off the hook. LOLSo i've made some serious progress people.  All the clothes and Blankies got washed. yeaaaa, I am FINISHED, FINITE, FINITO, badda bing, badda boom. I have 2 bins, one </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pregnantgyal.blogspot.com/feeds/6935028216341967498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pregnantgyal.blogspot.com/2009/03/week-35.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4881159832507084358/posts/default/6935028216341967498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4881159832507084358/posts/default/6935028216341967498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pregnantgyal.blogspot.com/2009/03/week-35.html' title='Week 35'/><author><name>Memoirs of a Pregnant Gyal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06048208715026649494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1CmwbTcYGyY/SWqgCe9qXzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/sViMVE2-IDc/S220/SANY0354.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4881159832507084358.post-7985852974999119482</id><published>2009-03-17T23:59:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T01:17:19.815-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Labour &amp; Delivery Class</title><summary type='text'>Today i had my first "Labour and Delivery" class, also known as Lamaze class.  I must tell you that i really wasn't feeling it.  Not because i felt like i wouldn't learn anything new but at how much it costs ($90).  I thought all these classes were included in the hospital registration cost.  So you must know how pissed i was when the lady told me the one class cost that much money.  Frig you'd </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pregnantgyal.blogspot.com/feeds/7985852974999119482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pregnantgyal.blogspot.com/2009/03/labour-delivery-class.html#comment-form' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4881159832507084358/posts/default/7985852974999119482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4881159832507084358/posts/default/7985852974999119482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pregnantgyal.blogspot.com/2009/03/labour-delivery-class.html' title='Labour &amp; Delivery Class'/><author><name>Memoirs of a Pregnant Gyal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06048208715026649494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1CmwbTcYGyY/SWqgCe9qXzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/sViMVE2-IDc/S220/SANY0354.JPG'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4881159832507084358.post-6624311102139099949</id><published>2009-03-16T01:00:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T03:39:12.422-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Braxton Hicks</title><summary type='text'>Braxton Hicks Contractions is also known as false contractions.  According to physicians, Braxton Hicks starts at six weeks into pregnancy.  Some people feel them that early and lucky ones like me start feeling them in the 3rd trimester.  I remember scaring the girls the night before the shower lol, it was kind of funny. The pain isn't consistent it just hits once in a blue moon.  It doesn't last</summary><link rel='enclosure' type='' href='http://www.babycenter.com/0_braxton-hicks-contractions_156.bc' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pregnantgyal.blogspot.com/feeds/6624311102139099949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pregnantgyal.blogspot.com/2009/03/braxton-hicks.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4881159832507084358/posts/default/6624311102139099949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4881159832507084358/posts/default/6624311102139099949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pregnantgyal.blogspot.com/2009/03/braxton-hicks.html' title='Braxton Hicks'/><author><name>Memoirs of a Pregnant Gyal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06048208715026649494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1CmwbTcYGyY/SWqgCe9qXzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/sViMVE2-IDc/S220/SANY0354.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4881159832507084358.post-7486629064280273080</id><published>2009-03-15T02:56:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-15T03:37:39.609-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Let The Count down Begin!!!!</title><summary type='text'>I went from not really having a belly to having a water melon for a belly  in the space of ONE WEEK.  What is really going on here people?  I am scared of what i'm going to look like in couple weeks.  Guess what? this past Thursday made 34 weeks.  Whooohoooo, 6 more weeks to go.  I am excited and scared.  Scared because i doh have squat done and this child could come anytime she feels she is </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pregnantgyal.blogspot.com/feeds/7486629064280273080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pregnantgyal.blogspot.com/2009/03/let-count-down-begin.html#comment-form' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4881159832507084358/posts/default/7486629064280273080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4881159832507084358/posts/default/7486629064280273080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pregnantgyal.blogspot.com/2009/03/let-count-down-begin.html' title='Let The Count down Begin!!!!'/><author><name>Memoirs of a Pregnant Gyal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06048208715026649494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1CmwbTcYGyY/SWqgCe9qXzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/sViMVE2-IDc/S220/SANY0354.JPG'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4881159832507084358.post-8044364592262981443</id><published>2009-03-12T23:24:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-15T02:51:43.732-04:00</updated><title type='text'>SURPRIIIIIIIISE</title><summary type='text'>I've been slacking off i know. You guys just wouldn't understand. The pressure is on, not just with the time but my body is running in slow motion. All the weight is taking a toll on my back and the nights are getting harder. It is so hard finding a comfy position to sleep nowadays and it seems like each time i do i have to go to the bathroom.*sidebar*: Are you guys even reading my damn blog or </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pregnantgyal.blogspot.com/feeds/8044364592262981443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pregnantgyal.blogspot.com/2009/03/surpriiiiiiiise.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4881159832507084358/posts/default/8044364592262981443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4881159832507084358/posts/default/8044364592262981443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pregnantgyal.blogspot.com/2009/03/surpriiiiiiiise.html' title='SURPRIIIIIIIISE'/><author><name>Memoirs of a Pregnant Gyal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06048208715026649494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1CmwbTcYGyY/SWqgCe9qXzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/sViMVE2-IDc/S220/SANY0354.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1CmwbTcYGyY/SbxyOuFpRFI/AAAAAAAAABo/SO3IWODQCSE/s72-c/DSC_0690.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4881159832507084358.post-6912886419188136751</id><published>2009-03-08T17:40:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-08T18:21:55.301-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Showers of Love and Blessings</title><summary type='text'> Happy shower dayyy, was my greeting with a nicely rolled diaper with a pink bow tied around it. Everyone was hustling and bustling. Alicia and i just sat around and watched while keeping an eye on the clock as i had a appointment at 1pm. I had to go and prettify miself at M.A.C. If you've been through pregnancy before i'm sure you know how drained and run down a person can look. I wasn't having </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pregnantgyal.blogspot.com/feeds/6912886419188136751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pregnantgyal.blogspot.com/2009/03/showers-of-love-and-blessings.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4881159832507084358/posts/default/6912886419188136751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4881159832507084358/posts/default/6912886419188136751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pregnantgyal.blogspot.com/2009/03/showers-of-love-and-blessings.html' title='Showers of Love and Blessings'/><author><name>Memoirs of a Pregnant Gyal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06048208715026649494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1CmwbTcYGyY/SWqgCe9qXzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/sViMVE2-IDc/S220/SANY0354.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1CmwbTcYGyY/SbQ8LEH0UVI/AAAAAAAAABg/WIbkFYJm_ZY/s72-c/DSCF7297.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4881159832507084358.post-6176297302883983308</id><published>2009-03-08T17:06:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-08T17:40:50.936-04:00</updated><title type='text'>SATURDAY</title><summary type='text'>Whooohoooo, one mo day before the big day.So, i did get some sleep, BUT, my chiney bumps were too tight so i didn't get to enjoy it but i was satisfied with the little i got. Everyone was busy running around doing their thing.  I rested a little big more and waited till about 4pm to go to the mall.  I had to get my eye brows done and picked up a few things. I wrote my list cause people, nowdays </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pregnantgyal.blogspot.com/feeds/6176297302883983308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pregnantgyal.blogspot.com/2009/03/saturday.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4881159832507084358/posts/default/6176297302883983308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4881159832507084358/posts/default/6176297302883983308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pregnantgyal.blogspot.com/2009/03/saturday.html' title='SATURDAY'/><author><name>Memoirs of a Pregnant Gyal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06048208715026649494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1CmwbTcYGyY/SWqgCe9qXzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/sViMVE2-IDc/S220/SANY0354.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4881159832507084358.post-1677369173354306945</id><published>2009-03-03T22:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-08T17:05:44.325-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Fridayyyyyyyy</title><summary type='text'>A hot mess of a day. Tired, but couldn't sleep. I had all kind of crazy things going on in my head plus i was excited about the weekend. MY SHOWER!!!. I washed my hair, twist and chiney bump for curls (damn dem lil shits hurt).  I then decided to finish setting up the rooms for the girls and relax.  Again i tried to fall asleep but maan i just couldn't and to add to the madness, i had a crazy </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pregnantgyal.blogspot.com/feeds/1677369173354306945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pregnantgyal.blogspot.com/2009/03/fridayyyyyyyy.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4881159832507084358/posts/default/1677369173354306945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4881159832507084358/posts/default/1677369173354306945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pregnantgyal.blogspot.com/2009/03/fridayyyyyyyy.html' title='Fridayyyyyyyy'/><author><name>Memoirs of a Pregnant Gyal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06048208715026649494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1CmwbTcYGyY/SWqgCe9qXzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/sViMVE2-IDc/S220/SANY0354.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4881159832507084358.post-4965654126924619510</id><published>2009-02-28T11:13:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-04T21:11:27.664-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Thursday Night</title><summary type='text'>Thursday night was a pretty strange night. You'd think i'd be able to sleep because the man was back in the country. Naaa. Not at all. I just couldn't sleep for the life of me and i kept going to the bathroom every 15 minutes, which was getting annoying.  Now, imagine sleep kicking your ass right, and each time your eyes close you have to get up to pee pee.  Lol, you know your homegirl started to</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pregnantgyal.blogspot.com/feeds/4965654126924619510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pregnantgyal.blogspot.com/2009/02/thursday-night.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4881159832507084358/posts/default/4965654126924619510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4881159832507084358/posts/default/4965654126924619510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pregnantgyal.blogspot.com/2009/02/thursday-night.html' title='Thursday Night'/><author><name>Memoirs of a Pregnant Gyal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06048208715026649494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1CmwbTcYGyY/SWqgCe9qXzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/sViMVE2-IDc/S220/SANY0354.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4881159832507084358.post-7198039421044727857</id><published>2009-02-23T23:20:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-24T01:11:34.023-05:00</updated><title type='text'>An Afternoon Well Spent</title><summary type='text'>Today was a beautiful day. Not weather wise, it was forking cold outside, i'm not sure who told me to go outside without wearing a tights under the jeans.  Steups, getting fed up of this bleeding place right about now.Yeah, so besides the -4 degrees with a wind chill of -18, i still managed to wobble my humpty dumpty self to the mall to get my facial.  Of course i was late, i really wouldn't me </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pregnantgyal.blogspot.com/feeds/7198039421044727857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pregnantgyal.blogspot.com/2009/02/afternoon-well-spent.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4881159832507084358/posts/default/7198039421044727857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4881159832507084358/posts/default/7198039421044727857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pregnantgyal.blogspot.com/2009/02/afternoon-well-spent.html' title='An Afternoon Well Spent'/><author><name>Memoirs of a Pregnant Gyal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06048208715026649494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1CmwbTcYGyY/SWqgCe9qXzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/sViMVE2-IDc/S220/SANY0354.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4881159832507084358.post-4874077739456036454</id><published>2009-02-22T23:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-22T23:51:44.370-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Looking Pregnant</title><summary type='text'>I'm beginning to look pregnant. My face looks like someone pumped it up with a bicycle pump, it is just ROUND like a bulla cake. Shoot even my knee caps are fat. When i stand up and look down all i see is this excess fat around my knee cap. It's weird how i gain weight, my legs are still skinny, my arms are fat, fat faced and that is about it. All the food goes to the child and my hair. I wobble,</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pregnantgyal.blogspot.com/feeds/4874077739456036454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pregnantgyal.blogspot.com/2009/02/looking-pregnant.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4881159832507084358/posts/default/4874077739456036454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4881159832507084358/posts/default/4874077739456036454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pregnantgyal.blogspot.com/2009/02/looking-pregnant.html' title='Looking Pregnant'/><author><name>Memoirs of a Pregnant Gyal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06048208715026649494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1CmwbTcYGyY/SWqgCe9qXzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/sViMVE2-IDc/S220/SANY0354.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4881159832507084358.post-6553973282125126685</id><published>2009-02-22T22:34:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-22T23:09:53.332-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm In Love</title><summary type='text'>With whom you ask?Uhmmm *pulls fingers*....*mumbles under breath* de postman... Yes de post man!!!! Kwame nuh feel ways, i wont give im non lol. He is tall dark and handsome but that aint the reason why i'm inlove with him. He brings me gifts, uh huh and i don't mean junk mails and bills yuh know. Real gifts and he's been bringing me gifts since the end of Janauary. I have to run down the stairs </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pregnantgyal.blogspot.com/feeds/6553973282125126685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pregnantgyal.blogspot.com/2009/02/im-in-love.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4881159832507084358/posts/default/6553973282125126685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4881159832507084358/posts/default/6553973282125126685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pregnantgyal.blogspot.com/2009/02/im-in-love.html' title='I&apos;m In Love'/><author><name>Memoirs of a Pregnant Gyal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06048208715026649494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1CmwbTcYGyY/SWqgCe9qXzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/sViMVE2-IDc/S220/SANY0354.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4881159832507084358.post-7472091892027507595</id><published>2009-02-22T21:38:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-22T22:17:04.399-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby Shower Mode</title><summary type='text'>I'm so excited and i just can't hide iiiittttt.it's funny how i'm not too too excited about the day of the shower, only Friday and Saturday cause that is when my peeps gets in. I get to have almost all of my favourite people in once place(plus Juniors Cheesecake lol). I miss the laughter (to tears), the food we cook and just liming. Too bad, i will only be able to smell the dumplin sauce this </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pregnantgyal.blogspot.com/feeds/7472091892027507595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pregnantgyal.blogspot.com/2009/02/baby-shower-mode.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4881159832507084358/posts/default/7472091892027507595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4881159832507084358/posts/default/7472091892027507595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pregnantgyal.blogspot.com/2009/02/baby-shower-mode.html' title='Baby Shower Mode'/><author><name>Memoirs of a Pregnant Gyal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06048208715026649494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1CmwbTcYGyY/SWqgCe9qXzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/sViMVE2-IDc/S220/SANY0354.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4881159832507084358.post-4408037641789505412</id><published>2009-02-22T20:28:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-15T03:36:08.831-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Pregnancy Bliss</title><summary type='text'>You guys have heard my many complaints but honeslty guys this pregnancy thing is not so bad at all. It's just like everything in life, the good comes with the bad. I thank God though that i have had more good than bad. Personally, think it is fun, specially over the past couple weeks. I might complain that i am wearing exhaustion on my face and that body parts hurt but honestly i am enjoying this</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pregnantgyal.blogspot.com/feeds/4408037641789505412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pregnantgyal.blogspot.com/2009/02/pregnancy-bliss.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4881159832507084358/posts/default/4408037641789505412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4881159832507084358/posts/default/4408037641789505412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pregnantgyal.blogspot.com/2009/02/pregnancy-bliss.html' title='Pregnancy Bliss'/><author><name>Memoirs of a Pregnant Gyal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06048208715026649494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1CmwbTcYGyY/SWqgCe9qXzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/sViMVE2-IDc/S220/SANY0354.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4881159832507084358.post-2602241358091788783</id><published>2009-02-03T18:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-22T20:27:48.512-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Maternity Clothes?</title><summary type='text'>I have always hated the thought of wearing maternity clothes. All i could picture in my head are those ladies with those ugly looking frocks or some pants that has no shape to them. I keep hearing that they have fashionable stuff now and blah blah blah. I honestly thought that i could avoid those stores throughout my pregnancy but guess wha? na uh. This morning was a wake up call for me. You see,</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pregnantgyal.blogspot.com/feeds/2602241358091788783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pregnantgyal.blogspot.com/2009/02/maternity-clothes.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4881159832507084358/posts/default/2602241358091788783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4881159832507084358/posts/default/2602241358091788783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pregnantgyal.blogspot.com/2009/02/maternity-clothes.html' title='Maternity Clothes?'/><author><name>Memoirs of a Pregnant Gyal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06048208715026649494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1CmwbTcYGyY/SWqgCe9qXzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/sViMVE2-IDc/S220/SANY0354.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4881159832507084358.post-9105540905738386846</id><published>2009-02-02T18:22:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-03T18:24:10.667-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Lawd ah Tired</title><summary type='text'>Does anybody want to help me carry my load? ANYBODY...SOMEBODY????....Please, i am begging. The hill is getting a bit steep and i am starting to struggle a bit. Lmao, i so wish i could take off the belly and give it to someone else for juuust a likkle bit. My back hurts, my rib cage hurts, my nose is stuffy, and i am starting to struggle to breathe. My bladder is working overtime and since my sex</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pregnantgyal.blogspot.com/feeds/9105540905738386846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pregnantgyal.blogspot.com/2009/02/lawd-ah-tired.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4881159832507084358/posts/default/9105540905738386846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4881159832507084358/posts/default/9105540905738386846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pregnantgyal.blogspot.com/2009/02/lawd-ah-tired.html' title='Lawd ah Tired'/><author><name>Memoirs of a Pregnant Gyal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06048208715026649494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1CmwbTcYGyY/SWqgCe9qXzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/sViMVE2-IDc/S220/SANY0354.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4881159832507084358.post-8286434343715522885</id><published>2009-02-01T02:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-01T02:56:35.245-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Pregnancy Myths</title><summary type='text'>I know we have all heard the many myths of pregnancy, especially if you are West Indian.Feel free to add some of the crazy things you have heard.A low Belly means it's a boy(A high belly means it is a girlIf it's a pointy belly it is a boyIf it's round its a girlHaving Acne means it is a girlThe dark cirle under the eyes or around the nose means it is a girlHorrible morning sickeness is a boyback</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pregnantgyal.blogspot.com/feeds/8286434343715522885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pregnantgyal.blogspot.com/2009/01/pregnancy-myths.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4881159832507084358/posts/default/8286434343715522885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4881159832507084358/posts/default/8286434343715522885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pregnantgyal.blogspot.com/2009/01/pregnancy-myths.html' title='Pregnancy Myths'/><author><name>Memoirs of a Pregnant Gyal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06048208715026649494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1CmwbTcYGyY/SWqgCe9qXzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/sViMVE2-IDc/S220/SANY0354.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4881159832507084358.post-7458874543713386418</id><published>2009-01-29T23:59:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-30T00:03:03.606-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A Better Explanation of RH- Pregnancy</title><summary type='text'>I am quiet sure i confused some of you with the whole RH ting, so here is a blurb on it.We don't often give much thought to the blood work of early pregnancy. Many of us never hear another word about those droplets given in the early weeks. However, one of the tests performed with this blood is a blood type and factor screening.In addition to the blood group (A, B, O, AB), the Rh factor is </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pregnantgyal.blogspot.com/feeds/7458874543713386418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pregnantgyal.blogspot.com/2009/01/better-explanation-of-rh-pregnancy.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4881159832507084358/posts/default/7458874543713386418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4881159832507084358/posts/default/7458874543713386418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pregnantgyal.blogspot.com/2009/01/better-explanation-of-rh-pregnancy.html' title='A Better Explanation of RH- Pregnancy'/><author><name>Memoirs of a Pregnant Gyal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06048208715026649494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1CmwbTcYGyY/SWqgCe9qXzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/sViMVE2-IDc/S220/SANY0354.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4881159832507084358.post-2888162942510614399</id><published>2009-01-29T22:57:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-29T23:45:15.735-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Tests and More TESTS</title><summary type='text'>The things the Doctors make us go through.  On Wednesday i had to visit the hospital to do my diabetes screening test.  This test tells them how my body obsorbs sugar.  The first thing i noticed on the sheet was, DO NOT HAVE ANYTHING TO EAT AFTER 12pm. I was like laawd jeezas, dem trying to kill mi off or something?.  How dem gonna tell a pregnant woman she cannot eat?  i started thinking how </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pregnantgyal.blogspot.com/feeds/2888162942510614399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pregnantgyal.blogspot.com/2009/01/tests-and-more-tests.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4881159832507084358/posts/default/2888162942510614399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4881159832507084358/posts/default/2888162942510614399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pregnantgyal.blogspot.com/2009/01/tests-and-more-tests.html' title='Tests and More TESTS'/><author><name>Memoirs of a Pregnant Gyal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06048208715026649494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1CmwbTcYGyY/SWqgCe9qXzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/sViMVE2-IDc/S220/SANY0354.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4881159832507084358.post-1653464947709067832</id><published>2009-01-29T22:32:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-29T22:57:09.747-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Ortho Visit</title><summary type='text'>Monday i visited the orthodontist. Sigh, i cannot wait to get these damned things off my teeth.  I am tired of eating on one side. I swear i have mastered the art of eating on my front teeth.  The worse part about it is when i accidently chew on the side that is being worked on, it friggin hurts to the point i just want to dash weh the food.  The good thing about it though, i can see the progress</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pregnantgyal.blogspot.com/feeds/1653464947709067832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pregnantgyal.blogspot.com/2009/01/ortho-visit.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4881159832507084358/posts/default/1653464947709067832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4881159832507084358/posts/default/1653464947709067832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pregnantgyal.blogspot.com/2009/01/ortho-visit.html' title='Ortho Visit'/><author><name>Memoirs of a Pregnant Gyal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06048208715026649494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1CmwbTcYGyY/SWqgCe9qXzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/sViMVE2-IDc/S220/SANY0354.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4881159832507084358.post-7917407449867509764</id><published>2009-01-29T21:43:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-29T22:42:42.875-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Baaaaack</title><summary type='text'>Unuh miss mi?I know some of you did, messaging me to write more and all ah ask mi wah mi ah deal wid as if i'm not allowed to take a break lol.I had the flu guys. The first time in my life i've had the flu and wasn't drunk. I could not beleive it. Dat is a sin if you ask me. I couldn't even get high off the Robitussin like i usually do, this pregnancy ting is flopping my need to get high and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pregnantgyal.blogspot.com/feeds/7917407449867509764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pregnantgyal.blogspot.com/2009/01/im-baaaaack.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4881159832507084358/posts/default/7917407449867509764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4881159832507084358/posts/default/7917407449867509764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pregnantgyal.blogspot.com/2009/01/im-baaaaack.html' title='I&apos;m Baaaaack'/><author><name>Memoirs of a Pregnant Gyal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06048208715026649494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1CmwbTcYGyY/SWqgCe9qXzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/sViMVE2-IDc/S220/SANY0354.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4881159832507084358.post-4912526318600088380</id><published>2009-01-22T14:13:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-22T21:52:01.962-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A Regular Day with a Twist</title><summary type='text'>I was too tired last night to sit with this laptop and and typed about my day. I feel like i was at a rave or something. Mi feel MASH up, frass, done out, beat out.Yesterday i woke up when Mr. man was going to work, we chatted untill he was off and i didn't have the balls to go back to sleep. So i brushed my teeth and made some breakfast and watched CNN murder the inauguration over and over and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pregnantgyal.blogspot.com/feeds/4912526318600088380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pregnantgyal.blogspot.com/2009/01/regular-day-with-twist.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4881159832507084358/posts/default/4912526318600088380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4881159832507084358/posts/default/4912526318600088380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pregnantgyal.blogspot.com/2009/01/regular-day-with-twist.html' title='A Regular Day with a Twist'/><author><name>Memoirs of a Pregnant Gyal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06048208715026649494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1CmwbTcYGyY/SWqgCe9qXzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/sViMVE2-IDc/S220/SANY0354.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4881159832507084358.post-349288984003504900</id><published>2009-01-21T15:36:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-21T15:50:15.328-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Email to the Girls</title><summary type='text'>I had to post this, after all it was what really prompted the blog. According to them they were in stitches.Hi Ladies,I hope the new year is treating you well. As for the I and I? I'm good and blessed.Last week i started my practicum at a walk in clinic. Jah know at the end of the day my ass cheeks hurt so bad. I haven't walked that much in sooo long. My bad ankle is still sore and my back was </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pregnantgyal.blogspot.com/feeds/349288984003504900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pregnantgyal.blogspot.com/2009/01/email-to-girls.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4881159832507084358/posts/default/349288984003504900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4881159832507084358/posts/default/349288984003504900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pregnantgyal.blogspot.com/2009/01/email-to-girls.html' title='Email to the Girls'/><author><name>Memoirs of a Pregnant Gyal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06048208715026649494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1CmwbTcYGyY/SWqgCe9qXzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/sViMVE2-IDc/S220/SANY0354.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4881159832507084358.post-8309489148881417969</id><published>2009-01-20T21:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-21T00:59:13.550-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A day to Remember</title><summary type='text'>Today was a bit of an emotional day for me as i watched a man of my hue become the most powerful man in the world. The President of the United States of America!!!!. Can you believe that? I've watched couple movies/tv shows with black presidents and always say to myself, not in this life time. Boy did Obama prove me wrong.This morning i woke up at 9 am. Showered, brushed my teeth, dressed and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pregnantgyal.blogspot.com/feeds/8309489148881417969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pregnantgyal.blogspot.com/2009/01/day-to-remember.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4881159832507084358/posts/default/8309489148881417969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4881159832507084358/posts/default/8309489148881417969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pregnantgyal.blogspot.com/2009/01/day-to-remember.html' title='A day to Remember'/><author><name>Memoirs of a Pregnant Gyal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06048208715026649494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1CmwbTcYGyY/SWqgCe9qXzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/sViMVE2-IDc/S220/SANY0354.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4881159832507084358.post-3242345892400852935</id><published>2009-01-19T23:22:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-20T01:33:08.891-05:00</updated><title type='text'>What a Day</title><summary type='text'>Today was my first day home. No more school (well for now). I thought i would have been bored out of my mind but surprisingly i wasn't.I woke up early because for the past 2 weeks i've been waking up early, but u know me, knowing i had nothing to do today i went back to bed for a lil nap and woke up at 9:30. I had to make a few phone calls but guess what? the frickin cordless was dead, thanks to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pregnantgyal.blogspot.com/feeds/3242345892400852935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pregnantgyal.blogspot.com/2009/01/what-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4881159832507084358/posts/default/3242345892400852935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4881159832507084358/posts/default/3242345892400852935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pregnantgyal.blogspot.com/2009/01/what-day.html' title='What a Day'/><author><name>Memoirs of a Pregnant Gyal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06048208715026649494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1CmwbTcYGyY/SWqgCe9qXzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/sViMVE2-IDc/S220/SANY0354.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4881159832507084358.post-1843020038735616309</id><published>2009-01-18T20:28:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-19T00:15:07.920-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Registery</title><summary type='text'>Yesterday was a stressful and tiring day But i am glad the registery is done and over with. My only stress now is hoping people stick to the list cause jah know seh it too cold outside for me to be returning things. Plus i was a bit confused as to what is supposed to go on it (1) is it presumtious of me to add a stroller that cost over $200? (2) is it cheap of me to put baby bottles and small </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pregnantgyal.blogspot.com/feeds/1843020038735616309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pregnantgyal.blogspot.com/2009/01/registery.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4881159832507084358/posts/default/1843020038735616309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4881159832507084358/posts/default/1843020038735616309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pregnantgyal.blogspot.com/2009/01/registery.html' title='The Registery'/><author><name>Memoirs of a Pregnant Gyal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06048208715026649494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1CmwbTcYGyY/SWqgCe9qXzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/sViMVE2-IDc/S220/SANY0354.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4881159832507084358.post-8490772659424249638</id><published>2009-01-14T18:08:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-14T19:45:13.721-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Minor Discomforts</title><summary type='text'>I guess with everything in life, there has to be some minor discomforts. Pregnancy is just one of those things. There are alot of things going on in the body, hormones just running all over the place. That is one word that i really cannot stand although i can use it as an excuse for everything. Heheee.Urinating.......My gaawd, literally every 15-20 mins i have to be running to the bathroom. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pregnantgyal.blogspot.com/feeds/8490772659424249638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pregnantgyal.blogspot.com/2009/01/minor-discomforts.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4881159832507084358/posts/default/8490772659424249638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4881159832507084358/posts/default/8490772659424249638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pregnantgyal.blogspot.com/2009/01/minor-discomforts.html' title='Minor Discomforts'/><author><name>Memoirs of a Pregnant Gyal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06048208715026649494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1CmwbTcYGyY/SWqgCe9qXzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/sViMVE2-IDc/S220/SANY0354.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4881159832507084358.post-4216934249359932986</id><published>2009-01-14T15:52:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-14T16:46:33.705-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Libido where are you?</title><summary type='text'>I've looked everywhere for you, under the tables, the couches, every crivice and corner but i just cannot find you. Please come back. PLEAAAAASE.Pregnancy is a bitch eh, my sexual appetite was normal untill clear blue made the answer to the question i've been pondering very CLEAR.  After dat!!!! the urge to have sex gradually disappeared, i don't even remember what it feels like to be horny. I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pregnantgyal.blogspot.com/feeds/4216934249359932986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pregnantgyal.blogspot.com/2009/01/libido-where-are-you.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4881159832507084358/posts/default/4216934249359932986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4881159832507084358/posts/default/4216934249359932986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pregnantgyal.blogspot.com/2009/01/libido-where-are-you.html' title='Libido where are you?'/><author><name>Memoirs of a Pregnant Gyal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06048208715026649494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1CmwbTcYGyY/SWqgCe9qXzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/sViMVE2-IDc/S220/SANY0354.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4881159832507084358.post-5671612430125368557</id><published>2009-01-14T13:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-14T15:50:03.548-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Are You Hungry?</title><summary type='text'>For you non-pregnant folks, be prepared for this question as soon as people find out you are expecting.Before they couldn't careless if you're hungry or not but as soon as they hear the word "Pregnant".....are you hungry, do you want a piece of cake, icecream? and they never take no for an answer either. Your mouth must be moving at all times and that is the only way they'll have it.A perfect </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pregnantgyal.blogspot.com/feeds/5671612430125368557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pregnantgyal.blogspot.com/2009/01/are-you-hungry.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4881159832507084358/posts/default/5671612430125368557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4881159832507084358/posts/default/5671612430125368557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pregnantgyal.blogspot.com/2009/01/are-you-hungry.html' title='Are You Hungry?'/><author><name>Memoirs of a Pregnant Gyal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06048208715026649494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1CmwbTcYGyY/SWqgCe9qXzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/sViMVE2-IDc/S220/SANY0354.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4881159832507084358.post-2485832290714502936</id><published>2009-01-13T22:29:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-13T23:05:28.708-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The #1 question</title><summary type='text'>Is it a Boy or Girl?November 28 was a highly anticipated date not just for me but also for my friends.  That was the day i would find out who i was bringing into the world.If i told you i didn't care, i would be lying.  I was always that kid who wanted 4 boys (don't know about 4 anymore).  For sure girl babies are more fun but i wanted boys.  As much as i wanted a boy i had a feeling it would be </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pregnantgyal.blogspot.com/feeds/2485832290714502936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pregnantgyal.blogspot.com/2009/01/1-question.html#comment-form' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4881159832507084358/posts/default/2485832290714502936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4881159832507084358/posts/default/2485832290714502936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pregnantgyal.blogspot.com/2009/01/1-question.html' title='The #1 question'/><author><name>Memoirs of a Pregnant Gyal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06048208715026649494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1CmwbTcYGyY/SWqgCe9qXzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/sViMVE2-IDc/S220/SANY0354.JPG'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4881159832507084358.post-1615070572182802281</id><published>2009-01-13T07:40:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-13T22:25:21.563-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Could i have swollowed the.....?</title><summary type='text'>Wanna hear a funny story?I think it was sometime in October. I had dinner at my mom's house but for some reason the food that i was craving so much (bush food; yam, banana's) wasn't agreeing with my stomach. I brought it all up aroud 8pm and my throat started to hurt so i went to bed. I woke up around 1:30 am vomiting again. It felt as if something was stuck in my throat and as a result of that i</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pregnantgyal.blogspot.com/feeds/1615070572182802281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pregnantgyal.blogspot.com/2009/01/could-i-have-swollowed.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4881159832507084358/posts/default/1615070572182802281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4881159832507084358/posts/default/1615070572182802281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pregnantgyal.blogspot.com/2009/01/could-i-have-swollowed.html' title='Could i have swollowed the.....?'/><author><name>Memoirs of a Pregnant Gyal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06048208715026649494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1CmwbTcYGyY/SWqgCe9qXzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/sViMVE2-IDc/S220/SANY0354.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4881159832507084358.post-5275703091632527941</id><published>2009-01-12T21:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-12T23:31:15.484-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Nocturia... oye ya yoye.</title><summary type='text'>Nocturia is the medical term for exessive urination at nights.When i tell yuh there is no control over your bladder, there is NONE.  No amount of kegel excercises can help you either.  When you have to go, you have to go and just when you think you can hold it for an extra minute or so, your belly starts to cramp and it HURTS.   Sometimes when you do go to pee, it's only a likkle trickle.  Can </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pregnantgyal.blogspot.com/feeds/5275703091632527941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pregnantgyal.blogspot.com/2009/01/nocturia-oye-ya-yoye.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4881159832507084358/posts/default/5275703091632527941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4881159832507084358/posts/default/5275703091632527941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pregnantgyal.blogspot.com/2009/01/nocturia-oye-ya-yoye.html' title='Nocturia... oye ya yoye.'/><author><name>Memoirs of a Pregnant Gyal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06048208715026649494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1CmwbTcYGyY/SWqgCe9qXzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/sViMVE2-IDc/S220/SANY0354.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4881159832507084358.post-7852910336430388316</id><published>2009-01-11T22:32:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-11T23:34:52.501-05:00</updated><title type='text'>GAS, YIKES!!!!</title><summary type='text'>Do you know that if your batty was once shy, once you become pregnant it loses all manners and just let out flatulence whenever it pleases? You start to burp as if you are a bar chick hanging with the guys? I bet yuh neva know dat? now yuh know. This is the perfect time to just purrrrrrp and burp and seh sorry and blame it all on the pregnancy. YUP.Seriously, gas takes over your life, it tricks </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pregnantgyal.blogspot.com/feeds/7852910336430388316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pregnantgyal.blogspot.com/2009/01/gas-yikes.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4881159832507084358/posts/default/7852910336430388316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4881159832507084358/posts/default/7852910336430388316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pregnantgyal.blogspot.com/2009/01/gas-yikes.html' title='GAS, YIKES!!!!'/><author><name>Memoirs of a Pregnant Gyal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06048208715026649494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1CmwbTcYGyY/SWqgCe9qXzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/sViMVE2-IDc/S220/SANY0354.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4881159832507084358.post-4469142678754623713</id><published>2009-01-11T20:52:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-11T23:40:55.839-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Ah Nuh lie, iz True!!!</title><summary type='text'>October 7th.Finally, the excruciating pain of waiting was over. I finally get to meet the OBGYN and most importantly i get to know if mi ah go mad or not. For the past couple weeks it was a running joke between me and K. We were like what if when i go to the OBGYN he says girl, get out my office you are not pregnant. LOL, Hahahaa, i would have been soo embarrassed.We both went to see Dr.Nicholson</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pregnantgyal.blogspot.com/feeds/4469142678754623713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pregnantgyal.blogspot.com/2009/01/ah-nuh-lie-iz-true.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4881159832507084358/posts/default/4469142678754623713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4881159832507084358/posts/default/4469142678754623713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pregnantgyal.blogspot.com/2009/01/ah-nuh-lie-iz-true.html' title='Ah Nuh lie, iz True!!!'/><author><name>Memoirs of a Pregnant Gyal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06048208715026649494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1CmwbTcYGyY/SWqgCe9qXzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/sViMVE2-IDc/S220/SANY0354.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4881159832507084358.post-4744129982845682394</id><published>2009-01-11T19:06:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-11T20:26:26.297-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Am i dreaming?</title><summary type='text'>People i have lots to catch up on. I really should have started this along time ago but back then i had lots to do, home work and catch up on sleep.  The last thing i wanted to do was blog. Now school is done and i am bored and i think this is time well wasted. :)Back to my dream that i can't seem to wake up from.How could i be pregnant? i asked. My body is still the same, it doesn't look or feel</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pregnantgyal.blogspot.com/feeds/4744129982845682394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pregnantgyal.blogspot.com/2009/01/am-i-dreaming.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4881159832507084358/posts/default/4744129982845682394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4881159832507084358/posts/default/4744129982845682394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pregnantgyal.blogspot.com/2009/01/am-i-dreaming.html' title='Am i dreaming?'/><author><name>Memoirs of a Pregnant Gyal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06048208715026649494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1CmwbTcYGyY/SWqgCe9qXzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/sViMVE2-IDc/S220/SANY0354.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4881159832507084358.post-3949459193755698193</id><published>2009-01-11T16:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-11T19:00:31.062-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sharon a Pregnant yuh Pregnant?</title><summary type='text'>Sharon a pregnant yuh pregnant, no mamaDen how yuh look suh sicky sicky, mi seh no mamaSharon if ah pregnant yuh pregnant yuh cyaan stay here.Not sure who remembers that old school reggae song. I still love it.August 2008 was such a busy month that i didn't realise i missed my period and when i did realize i just thought my body was playing tricks on me because i got it twice in July.The end of </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pregnantgyal.blogspot.com/feeds/3949459193755698193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pregnantgyal.blogspot.com/2009/01/sharon-pregnant-yuh-pregnant.html#comment-form' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4881159832507084358/posts/default/3949459193755698193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4881159832507084358/posts/default/3949459193755698193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pregnantgyal.blogspot.com/2009/01/sharon-pregnant-yuh-pregnant.html' title='Sharon a Pregnant yuh Pregnant?'/><author><name>Memoirs of a Pregnant Gyal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06048208715026649494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1CmwbTcYGyY/SWqgCe9qXzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/sViMVE2-IDc/S220/SANY0354.JPG'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry></feed>
