im not able to fit into more & more of my clothes as the days pass. i dont know if i should be depressed or happy. feel so fat & ugly.

and the strangers on the streets are not helping either. yesterday i wore a shirt out, and the bulge was showing a little cos the shirt is getting a little too small for me. those that noticed the bulge would keep staring at it, then look at me, then look at Mr Tan. i can tell they are trying to figure out in the 6.7 secs that they walk pass me, whether it's a baby inside or i simply had a heavy breakfast.

no matter it's a kiddo or whole load of food inside, it's NONE OF YOUR BUSINESS. the staring is so freaking rude.

hate this awkward period when my bulging tummy seems so dubious to others.

and i dont look exactly that young right? the recommended age for moms-to-be is 22 to 26 years old, so i fit the criteria!

boo, so angry.

on to happier stuff. Baby Tan is having the time of her life break-dancing inside me. sometimes she does the Kallang Wave and deforms my tummy into an awkward shape. oh well, if she's having so much fun inside then i dont mind i guess. 

going into my 24th week. more and more worries by the day. and my mood just seems to dip. =(