Fantasy
I wanted to write this post for a very long time but somehow just did not get round to it. I thought it would go well with the Christmas season. I love to fantasise but I have not done it for quite a while. It has been a while since life kept throwing some hiccups here and there. I longed for the days when the double rainbows are painting the clear blue sky with their glorious promises that finally - everything is good, at least a respite long enough before the next hurdle comes along since life has its ups and downs.
Take a deep breath and imagine.
It would be splendid that I find myself pregnant and when I visit the gynae, I would be able to hear him say, "Wow very strong heartbeat and congratulations you have twins!" (Should I be greedy? Nvm lah since we are fantasising) There would be no scary and heart stopping spotting or bleeding during the pregnancy at all. It would be super smooth. I would love to have some pregnancy symptoms because I feel assured that I am still pregnant if I do have vomiting spells. During the four month scan, the doctor would congratulate us again for having one boy and one girl! We start praying which names and in confidence, shop for baby stuff with my husband. Soon I would feel my babies kicking me and we would talk and bond with them. The delivery would be super smooth and we would hold our healthy babies made ever so perfectly. Everyone would be so happy for us. TSB would be so proud of me.
Sometimes I would also imagine that because of my unpleasant experiences, surely something good has borne out of it. Perhaps, I would be a famous blogger if The Straits Times decides to publish my blog under the headline, "Persistent woman finally overcomes her fertility woes". Throngs of people would visit my blog, click on the advertisements, and I would be earning loads of money like Xia Xue hahahahaha. But then again, if I am famous, surely they would track my identity down and this is such a no no. I am sure I would be forced to rewrite some of my entries about some of the doctors in a more diplomatic way or I would need to give them initials. Nvm, in my fantasy, my identity would always remain a mystery and I would still be successful. Soon, many companies would approach me to sponsor this and that. Looking back, I would reflect and sigh ,"Maybe there is truly a purpose behind everything." (Then again, if I were to choose between such success and my unpleasant experiences, I would never wish to go through them ever just to have success)
Since I have loads of money from advertisements and sponsorships, I can go into it full time. Quit my job! And I will sign up for proper floral arrangement courses and open my own floral shop. (Then again, would it be very stressful?)
In my fantasy bubble, everyone is very healthy. Oh I also want to be smoking hot mama. I shall enroll in some fitness and wellness programme to get back into shape. My kids would be fantastic, independent, smart, kind, filial, healthy etc. When they are in their teens, they would be mature and not do stupid things like stealing and joining gangs. I have loads of support from everyone. My husband would also turn to be more romantic, more gentlemanly and I would also be more demure and neater. We would rekindle our passionate love and be even closer than ever.
Yummy ...
Please receive my Christmas wishes. I feel so happy writing this. Perhaps you should try writing one too. Blessed Christmas, my beloved readers.
Take a deep breath and imagine.
It would be splendid that I find myself pregnant and when I visit the gynae, I would be able to hear him say, "Wow very strong heartbeat and congratulations you have twins!" (Should I be greedy? Nvm lah since we are fantasising) There would be no scary and heart stopping spotting or bleeding during the pregnancy at all. It would be super smooth. I would love to have some pregnancy symptoms because I feel assured that I am still pregnant if I do have vomiting spells. During the four month scan, the doctor would congratulate us again for having one boy and one girl! We start praying which names and in confidence, shop for baby stuff with my husband. Soon I would feel my babies kicking me and we would talk and bond with them. The delivery would be super smooth and we would hold our healthy babies made ever so perfectly. Everyone would be so happy for us. TSB would be so proud of me.
Sometimes I would also imagine that because of my unpleasant experiences, surely something good has borne out of it. Perhaps, I would be a famous blogger if The Straits Times decides to publish my blog under the headline, "Persistent woman finally overcomes her fertility woes". Throngs of people would visit my blog, click on the advertisements, and I would be earning loads of money like Xia Xue hahahahaha. But then again, if I am famous, surely they would track my identity down and this is such a no no. I am sure I would be forced to rewrite some of my entries about some of the doctors in a more diplomatic way or I would need to give them initials. Nvm, in my fantasy, my identity would always remain a mystery and I would still be successful. Soon, many companies would approach me to sponsor this and that. Looking back, I would reflect and sigh ,"Maybe there is truly a purpose behind everything." (Then again, if I were to choose between such success and my unpleasant experiences, I would never wish to go through them ever just to have success)
Since I have loads of money from advertisements and sponsorships, I can go into it full time. Quit my job! And I will sign up for proper floral arrangement courses and open my own floral shop. (Then again, would it be very stressful?)
In my fantasy bubble, everyone is very healthy. Oh I also want to be smoking hot mama. I shall enroll in some fitness and wellness programme to get back into shape. My kids would be fantastic, independent, smart, kind, filial, healthy etc. When they are in their teens, they would be mature and not do stupid things like stealing and joining gangs. I have loads of support from everyone. My husband would also turn to be more romantic, more gentlemanly and I would also be more demure and neater. We would rekindle our passionate love and be even closer than ever.
Yummy ...
Please receive my Christmas wishes. I feel so happy writing this. Perhaps you should try writing one too. Blessed Christmas, my beloved readers.
Sending my most sincere blessings to you and family. Merry Christmas :-)
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