Endless Summer

For as long as I can remember, mothers have shared their stories of being pregnant. A topic that always seems to come with those stories is the weather. Were they 9 months pregnant in the middle of July with no air conditioning and unwilling to move from the fan by the couch or was their sweet bundle born in December allowing them to skip the torture of carrying another human being in the dead heat of summer. Each story is deeply personal and now I know why.

Since I became pregnant, I have received many of these weather related comments like "thank goodness your baby will be born in October. You won't have to be hugely pregnant during the summer months." It sounds good and normal to any American who is used to 4 seasons (or 2 seasons in the Bay Area). To me, I can only dream of one day being pregnant in anything but 95 degree weather with 100% humidity.

Unlike the good USA, Singapore only has 2 seasons: hot and humid or rainy, hot and humid. The weather can fluctuate daily here from 85-105 degrees and 60-100% humidity. And since we chose not to get a car here, walking in this heat is a daily part of my existence. At 18 weeks pregnant, the heat is already beginning to make me crazy. I can't imagine what 40 weeks pregnant will look like.

As I walked to the grocery store this morning, I was thinking about how I can embrace this heat. I've decided to take advantage of our amazing pool and start swimming everyday. It seems to be the only option me and my unborn child have to help us beat the heat. So, here's to an endless summer. It will be filled with lots of swims, relaxing in the AC and hopefully some yummy BBQs!