Food Cravings

Pregnant moms have food cravings, so do I. But sad to say, I crave for all the unhealthy food.

 1) Calbee Jagabee Potato Chips - my fav: the blue potato

2) French Fries

3) Instant Noodles

 5) Potatoes

It remains my favourite and it is still my favourite during my pregnancy. 

 4) Sashimi and salmon sushi

Too bad, these are raw, no matter how much cravings I have for these food, I cannot eat them. In the past, I used to buy salmon sushi from the Japanese kiosk once a week. Nowadays, when I walk past, I could only see but no touch. Cravings for salmon sushi has been going on for a few weeks and I can only curb the temptations by diverting my attention to other things.

I am not alone

Even though a decision has been made to continue my ACCA, which I target to clear everything by this year end, provided I am smart enough to finish everything in one attempt once again, sometimes the heart will still waver. Especially when fatigue sinks in; when you see people around you enjoying life, spending their nights and weekends merrying around and you are mugging. This is not a good feeling though. Then you will start to feel demotivated, feeling why life is so unfair, how you wish you can be like them. Well, life is that unfair. Everyone is born with a different life.

Thankfully, things do not get so disheartening. In my class, I am not the only preggie taking lessons. There are a few others, some are in their 7th/8th months or even the last month, due anytime. 

There is a pregnant lady in our class. She is into her 9th month, ready for delivery anytime. One day, I found her missing from lesson for around 2-3 weeks, which I presume she must have delivered.

I was amazed by her determination. Her determination to complete her course and continue the lesson despite her pregnancy. And she has shorten her maternity break of 1 month, just to ensure that she does not miss any part of the lesson.

I guess I am not the only one. Seeing these pregnant moms in class make me feel luckier and comforted.

To continue my studies or defer

When I told people that I am pregnant, their first reaction, other than "Congratulations!", was "What is going to happen to your ACCA? Are you going to continue or defer?" I know their concerns. And, I am very well-aware of that. Well, those who know me well, will know how competitive and how realistic a person I am. Two choices, I will have. 

One is to continue and strive to finish the remaining modules as soon as possible. It will be a tedious route to study and take the exams while I am pregnant. The energy level and the concentration power all have to take into consideration. But the benefit is, I have my youth. Studying when I am young with little commitment, i.e. when the child have not arrived, makes it much easier to manage. It is important for me to secure an ACCA qualifications before going on to another stage of life.

Second is to defer. That is, to concentrate on my pregnancy at this stage and defer my studies until my child has grown up. However, when is a good time to re-start the engine then? When the child is 1 year old? 2 year old? 3 year old? Or.....? As the 1st one grows up, there might be a 2nd one and a 3rd one. SO, when then is a good time? By the time I want to continue my ACCA, I may already be in my mid 30s and I will still be striving to start my career rather than build a career.

Time is money. Time is opportunity. Every decision I make now, will affect my future route. People who know me well, will know that I always adopt the delay gratification approach. I suffer first then enjoy.

So, well, I chose option one. The route will be tough, but I know by taking on this route, my future will be bright. Not only mine, but ours.

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Examination Status Report

Following the June 2010 session at 31-JUL-2010 your examination status is: Paper Details Status Date F1 Acc. in Bus. Exemption JUN 08 F2 Man. Acc. Exemption JUN 08 F3SGP Fin. Acc. Exemption JUN 08 F4SGP Corp & Bus Law Pass JUN 08 F5 Perf. Man. Pass DEC 08 F6SGP Tax. Pass JUN 08 F7SGP Fin. Rep. Pass DEC 08 F8SGP Aud. & Ass. Pass JUN 09 F9 Fin. Man. Pass DEC 09 P1SGP Prof. Acc. Pass JUN 10 P2SGP Corp. Rep. Pass JUN 10 P3 Bus. Ana. Pass JUN 10 P4 Adv. Fin. Man. To be attempted * optional 2 from 4 P5 Adv. Perf. Man. To be attempted * P6 Adv. Tax. To be attempted * P7 Adv. Aud & Ass. To be attempted *

Appraisal with boss

It was a fruitful and heart-to-heart appraisal with my boss. 

She has became more humane, more understanding and more empathetic towards our situation. A boss, who is gradually putting herself in her staff's shoes. No more of "If I can do it, why not you?" Perhaps, the high turnover rate makes her re-look into her management style. 

Throughout the session, she kept telling me "Be careful with your movements nowadays. Take good care of yourself. Don't be like me, so careless." I was thankful for that but at the same time, felt sad for her. 

"Do you know you write very well?" that was her 1st comment.

"Huh?" was my reply. "I know I write better than I speak," I told her. "But seriously I don't deserve the "very well"" I thought to myself. 

I was very happy to have that compliment. Because I have always been trying very hard to improve both my communication and writing skills. Getting such a compliment, you know is an effort paid off and it motivates me to work even harder.

"You do things very fast but careless as well," was her next comment. "Gasp," I thought to myself. That was not the first time I heard that. My husband has always been penalizing me for that. "You never check your work before you submit." And well, I know whenever he says that, I will get a scolding. 

"But well, I guess because you are not a detailed person," she continued. 

"Yes, I agreed." I am not a detailed person. For years, because of my job nature, I have been trying hard to be detailed, to be meticulous. And being detailed is always a chore for me. On one hand, you want to get the assignment out as soon as possible, but on the other hand, you know that your job nature does not allow you to submit an assignment just like that - without much details, without much information. That is why, it often irks me when my superb detailed boss, wants an assignment to be changed again and again and again. It really pissed me off. That is also why, my husband did most of the planning for our wedding. Well, he is more detailed than me.

That marks the end of our appraisal, a 1 1/2hr. Though it is long, you know you get something out of it.

I would like to take this opportunity to show my appreciation to a young lady. Out of kindness, she helped me, a preggie to get a seat from a train, but in turn was scolded and shouted at by a young Indian man. I felt very bad for her and was aghasted by this young man's behaviour. 

This happened on 17 Aug around 130pm on an East bound train at Bugis Station. I was standing in the middle of the train, hoping that someone will give up their seat to a pregnant mum, but to no avail. I was neither surprised nor disappointed. Because taking public transport as a preggie for many months, I have never come across anyone who once offered their seats to me. Even so, I had to give up my seat to an elderly or a preggie whose tummy is bigger than mine.

It was at Bugis Station that someone finally left his seat and I was delighted. It was a reserved seat. At that moment, a 20+ year old Indian man rushed towards the seat. This young lady, out of kindness, tapped on him and asked him to give up the seat to me. 

"Why did you tap me?" shouted the man. 

"I wanted you to give up the seat to this lady. She is pregnant," replied the shocked lady.

He turned around and looked at me, but does not seem convinced and proceed to the seat. 

"What an embarrassing sight," I thought to myself and I told the young lady to "Let it go, I am fine. No point fighting with him."

In a rush, I forgot to ask for her name but this act of kindness gives pregnant mother like me a hope. A hope that, we do still have kind souls who are willing to stand up for the less privileged.

Once again, thank you to you, young lady.

From a very grateful mum.

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