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OA No More?

June 23, 2011

OA: acronym for “Over-Acting”, signifying an exaggerated response to a situation.

Earlier this month, Jenny of Mama.Baby.Love posted a question on Facebook and Twitter. It was about this book, and whether or not we liked it.

I confess I got this book the moment I learned I was pregnant. It seemed like everyone I knew who were pregnant read this (or bought it, at least) and it seemed like the best choice for clueless, first-time mommies like me. I read it, swore I would follow the Best Odds diet, until I came across a section that read something like this:

“When in a developing country, avoid eating locally and drinking the local water at all costs.”

And that’s when I decided to throw the book out the window stop reading and just go basic. I stuck to drinking my pre-natal vitamins, drinking enough water, eating fruits and veggies and keeping active (read: no lying around eating doughnuts). I ate sashimi, even the kinilaw that my husband prepared for me when we were at the seaside in Cebu, and drank coffee once a week. Basti’s ok.

But “OA” came back when Basti was born. I remember putting him in the crib, settling down to snooze till the next feeding and getting up to check if he was breathing every 2 minutes. I was also constantly watching the air for mosquitoes, flies and insects still unknown to man that may inflict some sort of disease on my little boy. Going out was a chore. I had cotton balls, wipes, cotton buds, thermometer, Paracetamol, alcohol, a spray bottle of water, nursing cover, 2 clothe diapers, TEN disposable diapers, 2 receiving blankets and 4 changes of clothes. It’s a good thing I’m a breastfeeding mommy or that would’ve included a whole other bag of bottles, formula and who knows what else.

Paranoia is a common thing for new mothers, and I was an easy target. I soon found out that babies are actually harder to break than I thought and the baby bag got pared down to a change of clothes, a couple of diapers and wipes. Sometimes I just bring my Taffy Clutch from Manila Baby Shop and everything else (sippy cup, snacks) are in my own purse.

photo courtesy of Manila Baby Shop

photo courtesy of Manila Baby Shop

(I love Manila Baby Shop products. Super affordable, well made, awesome designs)

But. I know this is not the end. Basti is walking already and I feel the paranoia creeping up in my heart. Soon I will worry about cuts and scrapes, bruises and bleeding lips, schoolyard bullies, drugs, loose women and rock and roll.

Oh motherhood!

8 Comments leave one →
  1. June 23, 2011 6:29 am

    what’s with pinoys and what to expect?! me too.. had that book with N! but with this one, that book stays safely behind all my other books in the bookshelf.

    • Eliza permalink
      June 23, 2011 10:34 am

      Bandwagon mentality, I guess?

  2. June 23, 2011 7:03 am

    I can definitely relate to being OA. My mantra is “better be prepared than sorry”. Haha! Actually, I think I’m more OA now on my 3rd baby. Probably because I know it’s going to be my last. Weird!

    • Eliza permalink
      June 23, 2011 10:36 am

      Last chance with a small baby. Go for OA Hall of Fame!

  3. June 23, 2011 9:00 am

    I’m guilty with the doughnuts when I was pregnant. Pinaglihi-an ko yun LOL! I think when we become a mom, we become OA and more OC. (at least, for me) Hehe

    • Eliza permalink
      June 23, 2011 10:37 am

      Ako naman I lost the OC. It was the battle of OC-ness vs. My Sanity. Sanity won.

  4. June 23, 2011 10:57 am

    I have that book! Got it when I learned I was pregnant. But I wasn’t reading it for the tips part (I didn’t even know about the Best Odds diet you mentioned was in there, haha). I was reading it to see what my baby is up to each week 🙂 (Realized it was a waste of money after I found out that that information is actually available on their website for FREE). And then I was diagnosed with placenta previa so I kept reading about it and all the things that can go wrong with my pregnancy from that book. Over and over. Haha. Talk about paranoia. I think it’s a good book though, I learned a lot naman.

    • Eliza permalink
      July 1, 2011 1:16 pm

      I wish some kind soul can write one that’s more apt for Asian moms. I’m willing to bet Japanese moms don’t stop eating sushi, har har.

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