My dearest husband is celebrating his special day today. I’d like to take this time to personally thank him for putting up with all my unlovable traits and for hearing me out all the time. We’ve had a rough past few years, I’m glad we’re still together. I’m sorry I’m broke right now and so I wasn’t able to get you anything, but when I get my blessings I’ll definitely get you something (I’m checking out cool husband or boyfriend gift ideas). Love you babe! Try to live a healthy lifestyle so there’d be more birthday candles to blow.
Our dearest nanny for almost a decade has been buried today. She died at the very young age of 38. Ate Amy, is my aunt’s household helper, and she has been with them since I was 8. She was 14 at that time. Read more…
I was filling out so many forms earlier this morning. Some of which required me to provide my education background, which led me to recall my high school days. Our high school is rather different when it comes to its schedule for the junior and senior prom. Most schools have it scheduled on February, where as, our school has it every November.
I attended both my junior and senior prom. It’s just sad that I lost all the pictures since I moved so much in the last ten years. It would have been nostalgic to see a picture of myself in my prom dress smiling back at me. I know my mom still has a picture of my junior prom headshot. Perhaps I’ll take a look at it some time.
The month of June reminded me of my long, deceased paternal grandmother since it is her birthday month. I do not have a lot, well, thinking bout it now, I would be more honest to say that I do not have fond memories of her, not a single one. Somehow the word grandmother calls to mind only two words: loving and monstrous. The last one being my paternal grandmother. And thank God for my maternal grandmother, I was able to see the good side of having one. I realize that I might hurt my relatives feelings upon writing this down, but I’m just trying to be true in what I write. You can attest to the fact that she never made life any easy for me growing up, so perhaps, you would be able to understand how I feel. It doesn’t mean I never loved her, in fact, all the while I wanted to make her proud of me, but somehow all my efforts are not good enough and I always end up second best to my cousin. Anyway, moving on to the things that I remember about her. Read more…
It’s a special day today, because it’s my loving dad’s birthday! He’s in his mid-fifties. I pray that the Lord will continue to bless him so that he can live at a ripe, old age and enjoy his grand children (only one for now) and I pray that he sees the goodness of the Lord in the land of the living.
With all of my heart, I love you Dad.
For other miracles today: my little boy said the word “mommy” twice. Praise God!
Over the past few days, I’ve been feeling rather nostalgic. An ordinary day-to-day object sparks a memory from some years ago and I find myself lost in thought, thinking of things and people who came in and out of my life. Those who stayed, who left and those I decided to push away.
I suddenly find myself reading through old blog entries, reminiscing and wondering at the same time. I guess I’m just plain hormonal. Anyway, I leave you with a good read, one of my favorite short stories from way back college – The Dead Stars.
Reunions are almost always a reason to celebrate, eat and be merry. And we did just that last week. Apparently, my brother-in-law who works in Macau went home for the weekend to have a medical check up and to see his family, and his extended family which includes us. So off we went to Toho Chinese Restaurant to pig out last weekend. Our household helper was overwhelmed with the amount of food my in-laws ordered. I myself found it rather hard to resist the food. Next time, I’ll make sure I bring Fastin with me, an effective appetite suppressant.
As one of my friends commented on my Facebook wall, I’m now officially in the late 20s. A few more minutes and my birthday will be over. And in just a matter of minutes, my husband and I will be celebrating our third year wedding anniversary. 24 hours after we celebrate those three years of blessed and wonderful union, it will be my husband’s turn to blow a candle on a birthday cake.
So what transpired today now that I turned 29? No birthday cake this year, didn’t feel the need to despite the fact that in my book a birthday is not a birthday if there’s no cake. What I’d like to remember for this day is the fact that today, my son had his first OT (Occupational Therapy) Session. The first of many to come. Why does he need that? That will be for another post.
Anyway, that’s all for now. Will head off to the shower before I go to bed.
Some time last week, our house helpers told me that my little boy learned something new. I could not comprehend how he learned it and am completely amazed when I was told about it, more so when I actually caught him in the act of doing it.
I’m sure the title of my post gave it away anyway. Let me just explain it further. Over the last couple of weeks, I was given quite an odd shift – 4am – 1pm. Because of the distance between our house and where my office is located, add to that the fact that I have to take several mode of transportation to get home, I normally get home at 3pm or past 3pm, well, mostly past 3pm to be more specific. When I get home, my routine is to do my daily ablutions prior to kissing the little boy, of course I want to make sure I’m squeaky clean before I embrace my son. After which, we – me, my son and the 2 helpers would normally go out, either for a walk or to get something in the wet and dry market. This is how I spend my quality time with my son, doing what he loves best – going out of the house.
Going back, my helpers told me that he’s learned to watch the clock especially when it’s about to turn three in the afternoon. He was doing that for a number of days until they figured out that he was checking the time because he knows mommy’s about to arrive from work and then of course, his favorite time of the day will come – the time he gets to go out and ride a tricycle. He still talks gibberish and sometimes he can actually utter a few words, but well, I’m not in a hurry anyway since it’s pretty normal for little boys to talk much later than girls of the same age. At the same time, I know that he’s progressing well, taking into account all the things he’s starting to do – clock watching for one!
Well, I certainly hope you guys had a great and blessed Sunday!
2 years ago, at about this time, I remember agonizing over my inability to urinate. I was told that by 10pm I was supposed to be able to urinate and empty my bladder. However, my urethra was traumatized because of giving birth. After 10 excruciating hours at the delivery room, I guess it could be expected. No, I will not come up with my birthing story for this post, that will have to be an entirely different post. Nonetheless, I feel that this day should not pass without me coming up with an entry. Never mind the fact that I still have not fully organized this blog. This day, albeit ordinary to most, is one special day for me and my family. This day marks the day, when the Lord finally gifted us with our precious little boy.
To my son,
All the nuisance and difficulties I had to go through, especially the pains of childbirth, was all worth it. It was a cheap price for me to pay in exchange for that very first time I gazed upon your lovely little face. When you came out, the 2 nurses cleaned you up and after wiping you clean quite quickly, they placed you closer to me to give you a kiss. You were wailing real hard, but when I said “hi Nathan.”, you suddenly stopped crying as if things were suddenly all right because you know mommy’s there.
When you grow up, you will realize that mom and dad can’t do everything, and yet I pray that even so, you will grow up in the knowledge that no matter what, your dad and I will do everything we can to give you the best that we can. I want you to know always that you are special, and precious and loved for exactly the way you are, no more, no less and don’t ever let any body make you feel otherwise.
Praise God!
Next time, I’ll make sure I bring 
