Wednesday, December 30, 2009

Post Christmas Event

Well, I was stuck in the office for 4 days starting from Christmas eve. Not that I do not like being at home during holidays--of course I wanna be with Tri during these special days. I was sad not being able to personally greet my baby Merry Christmas. It's been two years in a row. It'll always come to a point that I will be torn between work and motherhood. Both I love. Both I need to do dutifully. I am just so thankful that there are people--good friends, I'd like to add--that are willing to fill whatever it is that I can't afford to do for my son.

Thank you for the gifts Ninang Alecx and Ninang Mela!

Tri received this toy car from his Godmother "Nineng" Alecx. He calls it "eep-eep" (jeep)

And these are books from his Ninang Mela. Different types of animals and types of vehicles. He thought he can read 'em! Ha! He loves them with all it's bright pictures and flaps that can be lifted. He's scared of the animal book, though. Saw the owl staring at him right on the very first page...:)

The mat was from Josh a.k.a Hephaestion. Tri thought it was a cape!

Again, thank you so much for always having my son on your list, for doing a small task that I often cannot perform as simple as picking a gift for him (so embarrassing), for being his second Mom (yeah Hephaestion, you're a Mom!) and for cheering me up! I love you, guys. I also want to thank Jelly and Zero4ce for the spa gift cert (I'll sure use it!), for Myra and the delish cookies, for Divie and her pulvoron (love 'em, love 'em!) and another count for Hephaestion for all the gifts you gave. I honestly lost track! Thank you guys.

For Dada and his undying patience, thank you. I love you with all my heart.

Happy Holidays, y'all!  

Mother Quotes

This post goes to my Mom. I hope you can read this.

A father may turn his back on his child, brothers and sisters may become inveterate enemies, husbands may desert their wives, wives their husbands. But a mother's love endures through all. ~Washington Irving

Sunday, December 27, 2009

scheek-a-scheek-scheek, 3 times a day :)

Today, I am announcing that my baby boy Tri, is a TOOTHBRUSH FRIENDLY BABY and that he does not hate 'em anymore!

During Tri's sponge bath, I offered him to brush his teeth and looked pretty excited as I hand him his 1st stage set of toothbrush (one with actual bristles and the other with silicon brushes). I put a little of the Sansfluo toothpaste on both. As always, he'll taste a bit of the paste, then lick it (strawberry flavor flouride free so it's safe!) and just play with the brushes after. I was surprised to see him do the left-to-right brushing technique that I was asking him to do--and boy, was he good at it! Although, it was just two-three strokes, it was not that bad for a beginner! :) I'll be watching him closely to see if it'll progress.

'Let ya know!

MOVIE REVIEW: The Proposal

We had a lot of free time a while ago during my last shift. We decided to watch Sandra Bullock and Ryan Reynold's "The Proposal" thru the websense-immune movie streaming site we discovered (ha!). I was not able to watch this movie on theater (I mean, when was the last time I actually see a movie in big screen?hmmm...Beowulf?? And I remembered feeling sleepy...)

Okay, back to "The Proposal". For those who have not seen it, it's a romantic comedy film about an executive editor in chief, Margaret Tate (Bullock) and her assistant Andrew Paxton (Reynolds) who both settled on a deal to get married after Tate was informed that she'll be deported to Canada. Paxton agreed under the condition that he will be promoted as an editor and that Tate will publish his manuscript. (for full synopsis, click here.)

My rating for Sandra Bullock, in a scale of 1 to 10 (10 being the highest), I'll give her an 8. I can see me thru her! LOL. I was convinced that she is (Tate) too bossy that every employee hates her. And I love it that she always have the last word and that she'll do the talking--or else you're outta here.

And for the hunky Ryan Reynolds that Hephaestion drools about--it's a 7. I don't see enough emotion to establish the fact that he started liking his "evil" boss. But the charisma and all that--well, we can perfectly see!

For the movie itself, it's a  fair 7. Again, whether it is the movie or Reynolds' acting strategy that does not give the surprising spark for Paxton to suddenly fall in love with Tate, it's all covered by the chemistry and Bullock's internalization of the character.

Sorry for the technical terms :) Over all, I enjoyed it!

Thursday, December 24, 2009

Letter To My Baby


Happy 19th-month birthday! I am so glad to see you grow, hear you utter words in your cutest way, see you dance and sing along the Playhouse Disney themes. Thanks for giving me the chance to experience motherhood even if it sometimes drains my energy.

Merry, merry Christmas to you, baby. My-my is so sorry for not spending the Christmas eve and Christmas day with you and Da-da two years in a row. I hope you will understand. When you grow up and read this, you will understand why My-my is always away and working. I hope you still love me as much as I love you. May the Lord bless you with good health and knowledge that will help you grow up as a responsible person. May your Papa Nito stay always by your side and guide you through everyday. He is your angel. :)

I miss you so bad. I promise, as soon as I am off from work, we will have a good quality time together and we will post-celebrate Christmas. All three of us! Your Ninang Alecx bought you a big big gift! I saw it on her desk. You'll get it first thing Sunday when I get home.

Need to stop writing by now. This is my only chance to sleep full ten hours after five or so months!! My-my will go on hybernating mode. Be safe baby and be a good angel for your Da-da.

Much love,


Me and My Big Foot :)

Is it just me or my big foot?

In a matter of a month, I've had three pairs of slippers already. Always have slippers trouble. Just last night, to add up to my bad day, my right-foot slipper snapped again--take note of the word AGAIN! I am just so glad I have an extra slip on on my bag and that it happened while I am already inside the bus and not when I am walking, otherwise...

Today, I am using the cow eye slippers. Argh!

Maybe I should just go with the sneakers.

Is it really just me or my big foot?


You really can tell by now I don't have a single drop of holiday spirit in me..


I had a very long day which I think will last until the very last minute. I am so pissed off I feel like I wanna punch someone in the face! I don't get why there are some people who have to ruin your day because of their irritating behavior. 

I wanna know why there are some people who are trying to hold you back of something. Some people I think doesn't want to see somebody else happy. Hello?! Does the word ENVY ring a bell?!

And then there are some guys at work who doesn't care for their co-employees. Hey, guys I think I need a vaca or something! Or just grant my loan or get lost--I'll be much happier!!!!

And the Ms. Chernobyl neighbor commented about me having my braces fitted and said that she can't see any effect on my weight. Girl, do you actually know the purpose of dental braces? It is for straightening the teeth and not a diet pill. I think I know why you haven't even made it to finish high school. But I kept being nice, answering back: "It's not even tightened yet. I can still bite people (like you!)".

And then there are some members of your very own bloodline. Well--not mine, hubby's. You can measure their personality by chocolates. YES. f***ing CHOCOLATES! I really don't care if we are not gonna get our share! I mean, what the hell is a pack of chocolates--I can buy a box of that! But hubby is making a big deal out of it. He said that he is still a family member and should get an equal share. Apparently, they do not know the word EQUAL. What a pathetic argument. So glad I do not carry your blood.

There's also someone who came and left our house without a single word. Hello?! Have you ever heard of the word "RESPECT"? Thinking about it, it's okay. I'm not the one who's a major failure. You've got the face, but don't have the IQ.

I'm so sorry I have to be mean. Just can't help it.

Yeah, call me Grinch or Mr. Scrooge.

Sorry, just have to vent it out...

Wednesday, December 23, 2009

Mother Quotes

I've seen a lot of blogs with their Wordless Wednesday. I love just looking at the pictures on their pages and I have nothing against the idea. Just thought of making something different.

This Wednesday, I'll start my Mother Quotes post to inspire moms reading my page, all moms-to-be, and moms of moms.

"Becoming a mother makes you the mother of all children. From now on each wounded, abandoned, frightened child is yours. You live in the suffering mothers of every race and creed and weep with them. You long to comfort all who are desolate." -Charlotte Gray

Who does not have teary eyes looking at those babies being carried around the street for food or spare change? Who does not feel devastated hearing from the news that a child was a victim of such tragedies? Who does not wish she can run to get the baby and cuddle him to make him feel warm in a cold December night, knowing the baby is not hers? No such mother is numb not to feel hurt by all of these.

A mother is always a mother wherever she goes.

Monday, December 21, 2009

This Is His Way of Saying...

The past few days have been great with my son. He's learning to speak and follow some instructions. Thinking back, I wondered how I was able to "communicate" with my then little boy who only knows how to cry and sleep.

Here are some that I was able to catch:

1. The "don't-disturb-me" face.

2. The "what-the-hell-is-she-saying" face.

3. The "eeeww" face.

4. The "mom-there's-something-sticky" face.

5. The "ooh-I-like-that" face.

More to come! :p

Best I've Seen

One of the best station ID in Philippine television. Touches everybody's heart!

Wednesday, December 16, 2009

So Sweet ;)

Goo'-night byby giraffe =P

Simbang Gabi

Today marks the start of the Filipino tradition of Simbang Gabi or Mass at Dawn. It is when Filipinos wake up early in the morning or before the break of the dawn to go to churches nationwide and attend the mass. It is a nine-day novena devoted for the Blessed Mother. It was believed that if a person is able to complete the whole nine days, he can wish for anything and will sure be granted.

I wonder if I'm just not too religious or if I really don't have a single bit of Holiday spirit in me.

Never in my life have I attended a single mass of the Simbang Gabi. It's not that I don't believe in it. Not that I don't wanna wake up that early or bore myself with the mass. I don't know. Why attend the mass if my heart's not in it? Or if I'll just laugh at some person's dress or some people sleeping in the middle of the homily? That would be sarcasm. Sarcasm inside the church. My dad is the head member of a music ministry that was always invited to play for the mass. He was not a church goer himself but loves playing music for Him. He said, "it does not really matter if you go to church every Sunday or not, what's important is you know how to thank him everytime you wake up, appreciate whatever it is that you received--big or small and finally, trust in Him."

These words are still hanging on my mind.

My hubby himself is not a church goer (I wonder if Tri can make a change), but we both pray or simply say "Thank God" whenever we receive anything, material or not.

Going back to the Simbang Gabi, I heard in the morning news some funny terms used during this season. (To those who can relate or uh--guilty, I know this will sound funny! Enjoy!)

   1.   The "Simbang-puto bumbong/bibingka".
               This term applies to a person who only attends the mass to enjoy the puto bumbong and bibingka together with tea.

    2.   The "Simbang-BF/GF".

               Teenage girls/boys going to church to secretly meet up with their partners and anxioulsy wait for the "Our Father" so they can legally hold hands.

    3.   The "Simbang-runway".

               Go figure. Socialites flaunting their Gucci attires, their Chanel bags, their Fendi belts and shoes.

     4.  The "Simbang-Politicians."

               Uh-hmm. May 2010 elections. No comment  =P

The list goes on for those observant peeps...The bottomline is, there is no need to follow a tradition as long as He is in your heart and you have your own way of celebrating his birth. May it be going to church or just simply saying "Thank you for being a part of our lives."




Tuesday, December 15, 2009

He's Got a Bad Boy Image

Don't get me wrong. Babies are so cute. It's actually their weapon of melting even a stone-cold heart (like hubby--hehe!) But, my very own Tri--no matter how cute he is, still has some moments of saying "what ya looking at, punk!"

This is my boy taken when he was only 10 days old. Look at how he frowned while asleep!

And this is him @ 3 months. "I am not a fan of picture-picture...grrr"

And last but not the least,

I swear to God, no Mom would wanna see his very own flipping off! Oh no you di-'nt, child!

Saturday, December 12, 2009

The Pill

       After debating with myself seven hundred and seventy seven times whether or not to switch BC type, after a thourough research and back-reading on a lot of parenting forums, I've finally decided it is time to end my dilemma.

       Today, I am on my second pack of the pill. It isn't that bad as I have imagined. And fortunately, I haven't forgot to take a single pill (who wouldn't?! I'm like a crazy b*t*h I have 2 alarms for it everyday hehe).

       Let's weigh the pro's and con's of switching from depo shots to the pill.

  •      My period is back to normal (as opposed to what I've read on some articles which says that it may take 8 months to 2 years) and is very light and less painful.
  •      I feel lighter. (when I was on depo shot, everytime I got a dose, it felt like I've just came from a cheering practice).
  •      I have control on my mood. (Ask my husband about it :) hehehe).
  •      It's like an instant sleeping pill. (The only thing I can remember as soon as I wake up in the morning is me feeling the soft bed then blank).
  •      Less P100 from my pocket. I'm getting it for free!

  •      I felt dizzy. (Like I wanna throw up or something. During my first pack, I'm feeling dizzy in the morning as if I am preggo and now that I am on my second pack, it usually occurs in the evening.)
  •      Diarrhea-like symptoms. (I had this one on my first pack, too. I do my thing like twice a day. The bad thing about it is that I felt dehydrated.)
  •      Fatigue. (Before, when I was still on depo shots, even after work I can still juggle house chores and taking care of hubby and Tri. Now, if it is bed time, it is bed time!!).
  •      Extra precautions on medications. (I freaked out after taking a type of antibiotic thinking that it will decrease the effectiveness of the pill!)

               This is so far so good.

               But I hope the pill will make me lose weight as well.



Be Safe on the Road

            Two weeks ago, I witnessed an after-snatching-incident-scene along Aurora Blvd. during my usual morning routine to work. (Yeah, here in the Philippines, crimes are performed any time of the day! ha!).

It happened like this: a guy ran past me, a lady vendor shouting "jackpot! jackpot!" and a girl (who looked like a college student) holding on to her left ear brisk walking with another lady and pointing at the direction behind me.

I thought it was a scene from a movie or a tv series.

           If I'll count the number of years that I've been commuting to and from school or to and from work, it'll be 6 years in total. And for those years, luckily, I have not experience those snatching or hold up-ing (THANK YOU, LORD!!!!).

           Before I went to college, my Dad gave me some helpful tips to keep safe on the road, which I am still using until now. (Thought I'd like to share it with you, guys.)

1.) While on the road inside the bus or a public jeepney, DO NOT SLEEP.

          People who are sleeping inside a public vehicle are most likely the target of those "mandurukot". If I am on a bus, I make sure to sit by the window, so I can have a good view of the road thus I can enjoy the travelling time and not feel sleepy at all. On jeepneys, I prefer to sit right next to the entry way.

2.) If you are not familiar with the place, do not be too obvious that you do not know which direction to go.

           My dad even said not to ask directions from local police! Me, I ask directions from fellow commuters or simply look for landmarks.

3.) Do not look rich.

         This may sound funny, but yes, this should be considered. Specially on places like Cubao, Pasay, Taft or Recto area. BLING-BLINGS ARE A NO-NO! Look rich and the next day you might wake up in an emtpy room chained or tied up.

4.) Put your bags infront of you.

             I always carry a body bag similar to a laptop case. It's always positioned infront me with my hand guarding the zippers/locks.

5.) Have extra bills somewhere in your clothes/body.

        When I was still in college (PUP), I always put couple of hundred bucks on my socks or inside my shoes or even on my brassiere. In case someone try to snatch my bag or hold up me (PLEASE LORD, DON'T!), I still have extra cash to get me home or some change to make a phone call.

6.) Look fierce!

Have that look that will scare whoever has bad agenda on you. Look as if you are ready to fight if needed. My dad is a tough guy and taught me to be the same. I am not trained to do martial arts or to do some self defense, but the trick of looking fierce sure is a good one.

I am not saying that this is 100% effective. These are just some safety precautions. Prayer is still the best armour. =)

Thursday, December 10, 2009


Rummaging through Tri's pictures when I saw this. This was taken back in Feb. Ha! Lovable :)

Sunday, December 6, 2009

BOOK REVIEW: Dan Brown's The Lost Symbol

I admit that I have been a fan of Brown's first two books about the Harvard symbologist, Robert Langdon. Both I enjoyed so much. Both I waited to become movies (which they did eventually).

Just like the first two, I expected that it would be dragging. Dragging enough for me to spare 2-3 hours of my sleep or do a super multi-tasking at work (purchase files, credit files, email correspondent, blogging and reading the novel all at at the same time--haha!) Can't let go of the next chapter! Need to read it, NOW!

Although, the story itself did not intrigue me that much compared to the Da Vinci Code, which startled the Christian community all over the world causing it to be banned from cinemas in Vatican, to be specific.

On this book, Brown focused the story on the American History, the Masonic influence and Noetic Science.

All in all, the book still hooked me. Brown brought me in a puzzle but was still there to guide me to the exit door. Only had to dislike the never ending description of the places. Had to skip those and just google the picture! :)

Rating (10 being the highest), I give the book an 8. Love the suspense parts, hate the meticulous description of scenes. Let the readers use their imagination.

Can't wait for the movie! I've read it will be out on 2012!

Wednesday, December 2, 2009

Enough of the Drama...:)

Okay...enough of the crying part.

This is my birthday week and I'm gonna make it different.

My birthday week started earlier than I anticipated. Thanks so much to the love birds, Jelly and Zero4ce who brought me a cake and sang "happy birthday" last Sunday afternoon. I love the cake! Even Tri and hubby enjoyed it :) And for Hephaestion for brightening up my day, as always, making me feel beautiful no matter how big I am! I love you guys. (picture of cake never taken--a BIG blame to hubby! haha)

The day after that (which was my off), hubby asked to go out. We ate lunch then went shopping. Well, I didn't shop for myself--that's a change. I let hubby buy stuff he likes and choose few things for Tri. Tri liked it that we are shopping. He'd been pointing at toys here and there! And boy-- did he made a scene on the mall! (sorry no picture)

The following day, I went to meet my dentist for another check-up. Had couple of fillings and one molar extracted (yyyooouuch!). For some weird reaons, I find this relaxing. Next week, another appointment, another check up and prep for the tinsel teeth (yikes...).

And today at the office I got P60 refund for food from my boss. Money not that big can still help me get home. Still, thanks!

I wonder what tomorrow will be for me.

For now, a bowl of spag and fried chix are waiting for me at home--thanks Dada! Love you. 30 more minutes and shift's over. So excited to go home and cuddle my little Tri.

Another December 2nd

December 2nd haven't been the same for me.

The last time I felt it was this date was like four years ago.

The last time I heard my Dad sang "happy birthday" to me at seven in the morning. We didn't have cake with candles, no party, no feast.

It's just us--my other four siblings and my parents.

Contented with whatever food my Dad was able to buy for all seven of us.

But I was happy then.

Very happy.

I miss him. My birthday will never be the same without my Dad.

Friday, November 27, 2009

Happy Feet!

Look at the resemblance! :D Dada's left foot is like photocopied--miniature version.

Thursday, November 26, 2009

He Hates Water :(

This is a very cute sippy cup. Bought it for only P60.00 from Shopwise. Simple trick to make Tri drink water.

Drinking water is one of my major problems with Tri. He doesn't like it because it's tasteless and colorless. He likes lemon iced tea, though. I am a worried mom. He's had a history of UTI (and this is a very rare case for baby boys). So, I tried experimenting.

Unfortunately, during cleaning time, (as a very OC mother) after washing it, I placed it in his electric bottle sterilizer. 5 minutes later, it looked like a goblet and the little froggy inside had escaped!

Ha! Maybe I should give myself a break from being OC.

Wednesday, November 25, 2009

Happy 18th Month Birthday :)

Again, Mommy's late in posting!

Whew! Ain't it quick? My baby just turned 18 months old last Nov 23! Time is moving so fast. He may not be growing fast physically (unfortunately got his mom's genes--ha!), but his brain development, specially in speech, had given me a sense of accomplishment.

Aside from calling me Mymy and my hubby Dada, he's named a lot of stuff at home and some basic commands!

Here's a few:

1.) He calls his bestfriend pillow "byby" (baby).

2.) He says "ta bath" if he wants to take a shower or if it's time for his bath.

3.) He says "ka" if he's hungry (his short term for "kain", Filipino term for eat) and another use of this, if he wants to go outside and play (from "halika" or come on).

4.) If you'll ask him "where are you going?", he'll answer promptly "labas" (Filipino word for "outside").

5.) He calls for "de-de" if he wants milk. (if he wants a full 10oz. bottle he makes it plural form "de-des")

6.) He'll scream "pis" if he saw any bug.

7.) If he hears a ringing sound, he'll quickly grab a phone or a remote control and say "papa" while holdng the phone on to his ear.

8.) He's been using the term "that" (in his perfect American accent) to almost everything he laid his eyes on.

9.) He also learned to say "'to ba?" (this one?).

10.) And just yesterday, he learned how to say his nick. I taught him to say "Tri" if asked "what's your name". He's still learning though. His version of his name: "Tub-ri".

A lot of times he's babbling nonsense. But those nonsense or jibberish talking is music to my ear. Can't wait for him to start asking questions :D

Saturday, November 21, 2009

Feels Like Prison

I haven't blog in a while. 2 weeks to be exact.

I just hate looking at the CT/It guys in the office. Great way to ruin our days--ha! They blocked the blogger and installed the fu***n' Websense that labeled blogger as "Social network and personal sites". Got me off my blogging mood. Too bad the only way I can blog is when I am in the office.


I'll have Tri bite you like this!

Thursday, November 12, 2009

Ondoy, It's Been a Month

I have blogged about my past experience with Ondoy last September which I wrote real time. It wasn't a good experience, but it wasn't that bad either.

I may have been stuck in the office, slept on my desk, did a double--if not triple shift and got worried sick about my baby and hubby at home during a storm.

I realized that during the time we are inside our office, we are still less unfortunate than the others who got stranded on the road, or trapped inside their flooded neighborhood, or those who are victims of mud slide or got drowned.

Heartbreaking. But we need to move on.

Well, here's the fun part.

Free food!

This was delivered to us after one of my Boss's conversation with our American bosses that we are all starving and stranded and soaking wet. haha!

These are just some of the groceries that my shift manager brought for us. Can't forget how regretful he was, unable to commute from his home to the office because all roads are impassable. But he came the day after. One of the most touching moments! Hmm..

Wednesday, November 11, 2009

Ooooh! He likes it!

Last Sunday, after work, I planned to drop by the mall and look for this baby feeder gadget that I'm a full-time mummy... posted on her blog recently. Found out that there are a gazillion of stock on all SM department stores and Baby & Co..
Even so, I wasn't able to purchase one (ha!). Tried to talked it over with Dada but he thought that Tri is old enough for a feeder (he's 1yr and 5months old). So, I just brought home some melon-mango shake and Tokuyaki.
And boy--he downed two pieces of the tokuyaki and half of the 16oz. melon-mango shake! I can't believe he liked it! I'm a happy mom :D hihihi
But it's not over yet.
Yesterday, I made a sauteed mongo beans with pork, smoked round scad, tofu and bitter-melon leaves (simply called ginisang mongo in Filipino). He liked it. Like it, like it, like it. Dada even added some hard boiled egg on Tri's plate and he ate 'em all! I am so happy. (That's why I don't have any pictures taken, my bad!) Never been this happy with his eating habit.
Gotta google more Pinoy recipes :P

My little devil :D

Took this photo during a black out last All souls day (Nov. 2). So...adorable! Can't help but post it. Sorry, obsessed mom here hehehe

Saturday, November 7, 2009

Just When I Had the Time...

After making few calls to my health card company and some clinics around my office area, I finally decided to leave the office around 1:30pm (uh--escape is the better term, sorry Boss!) to go to Friendly Care clinic (Cubao branch) to have an OB consultation regarding my switch of BC (I have discussed about this on my previous post This Is My Dilemma).

I reached the clinic around 2pm and finished the paper works. I asked the lady in scrub suit if it would take a little while for me to get checked. THE CLINIC WAS FULL-PACKED. But the lady said it would only take 30 minutes to start calling the names. I saw I was number 20 or something on the list.

I can wait for 30.

35 minutes...

45 minutes...

1 hour passed...

1 hour and 15 minutes...

I gave up, went straight to the information desk and have my check up canceled. (I need to get back in the office before 5!)

More than one hour passed and they have not started calling names for OB patients. Just when I had the time to pay a visit to a doctor...tsk tsk...bad time.

Anyway, as prescribed by the health officer from our barangay health center, it's okay for me to take the pill on the same day that I should be getting my next shot. I'll take one. Then just maybe go to doctor by Monday--when I have all day to worry about. Won't matter if I wait an hour or so..

Friday, November 6, 2009

Sweet Soul Review

Gotta love this song! I stumble upon this while logged in to So nice to bring back my childhood memories hehe :D

Pizzicato Five - Sweet Soul Revue.mp3

A Christmas Belen = A pair of slippers

I got off the bus along Aurora Blvd in a hurry not wanting to be late again for work. While I was brisk walking, I felt my right slipper strap snapped--and yeah, in all places--why along Aurora Blvd in Cubao???? Where there are hundreds of people running to catch a bus or walking to cross the other side of EDSA.

I remembered there are couple of stores that displays bargain shoes and slippers along the road. I tried to walk those remaining meters (which feels like eternity, by the way) like a limped dog, dragging my other foot. I felt all eyes on me. So embarrassing!

Finally! I reached the nearest store.

The scene inside the store reminded me of the Christmas Belen.

The man (who I assumed is the father and owner of the store) rushed to me. All I can say was "Manong, step-in nga po." ("Sir, a pair of slip-ons, please") and I sheepishly pointed the bad strap on my right foot. He smiled and asked for my size.

I was in a real hurry that I did not take a closer look at the designs. So I just pick whatever is size 8. I got it for only P85. I handed my 500 bucks and the woman carrying the baby smiled at me and asked the man to get the change fast. He handed me the change and volunteered to throw my ugly thong slippers away.

I am not that jinxed at all!

Or so I thought.

I was already riding the public jeep when I noticed that the slippers I got is a flashy gold in color accentuated with a black circular design on each foot that looks like a cow's eye.

Ha! What a great way to start my day :D

Still I'm thankful someone was there to take me away from embarrassing sitch!

Must be sent from heaven :)

Thursday, November 5, 2009

Mommy, Mommy, Look at Me

Yesterday was the start of my week at work after the DST. I just hate it. It means, I'll be running home an hour late than the usual. And when I got home last night, hubby was rushing me to get dressed because he'll be late for his gym session.

Tri and I played the whole time that Dada is not around. When Dada arrived around 9pm, Tri is still up and playing (haha!). I was scolded, of course.

Anyway, while hubby and I are having our late dinner, we let Tri play with his toy horse, Richie. He was screaming happily and hopping around, dragging his toy horse all over the dining area. Unsatisfied, he started lifting the horse and dropping it on the floor followed by his never ending giggle. And if he notices Dada and I talking, he'll either stomp his foot or yell "Ma!" to get our attention. He's been craving for so much attention lately. He is so hyperactive and talks non-stop (well, babble out of this word world). If he feels no one is listening, he'll grab anybody's face or shout jibberish words.

Such an energy for a very tiring and stressful day from work. I felt so exhausted but fulfilled. We finally settled down around 11:30pm. Not a good idea for a midweek activity, hehe :D

Laughing Our As*es Off

Our office celebrates Halloween the same as every other year. Trick or Treating with the employees kids (which unfortunately I was not able to bring Tri), best Halloween costume, best Team theme, etc., etc., etc..

I am not a party person and I would not dare dress myself with something I know will embarrass me someday (ha!!).

So, my friend Hephaestion and I sat quietly, as usual, on our stations and do the normal routine in the office. Another gay friend came and asked us, "Why are you not dressed? What's your costume?"

Hephaestion snapped. Sat straight and pursed his lips. "This is our costume. I am your gay office mate in pink shirt that criticizes your fashion sense!"

That was good. I looked at my attire. The usual green puff sleeved blouse and black skinny jeans. Nothing special. But, I can't help myself but blurt: "And I am the nagging wife!"


That doesn't sound good. But we laughed our as*es off!

Wednesday, November 4, 2009

This Is My Dilemma

I am currently on depo shots. I've been using it for a year now. It is my first option since I am a "no-pill" person (I don't like taking any kind of medicine). But using it is causing me to bloat! And I hate it. I'm bigger today than when I'm still carrying Tri.
My weight has been a big deal with my office mates (ok--some of 'em!). They would greet me in the morning like:
"hey mommy juljul, are you pregnant again?" in a teasing way.
And my usual answer: "No. I'm just big."
Or just like how my batch mate would say: "Girl, reserve your right thigh for me for Christmas. Got a good cheese to match that."
And to this one, my usual answer: middle finger (I'm sorry, not a good example for a mom, I know).
I will blog more of this in the future. But not now.
Back to my little pow wow.
I'm planning to switch to oral contraceptive. My depo shot will wear off this coming weekend and I'd like to talk to an OB before taking in the pills. I need proper instructions and someone professional to discuss the pros and cons of changing contraceptives.
The problems:
1.) My husband does not like the idea of me switching from injectables to pill. He said, I might forget taking it. He feels safer with the depo shot.
2.) Taking pills means a hundred to five hundred bucks a month from my pocket, compared to a hundred pesos in three months with depo.
3.) Preggy feeling will come back (dizziness, nausea, etc.)
1.) Considerable weight gain (GRRRRRRRRRRRR!!)
2.) Hormonal imbalance (which causes spottings, excessive bleeding or no menstruation at all)
3.) Mood swings (Sorry dear, I know you've been my shock absorder. I love you!)
4.) Fatigue (resulting to stress)
1.) My schedule does not fit any OB's schedule around my area and those that are under our company's program. I don't know how I would be able to go see a doctor. I can't afford to be absent from work!
I can't decide. I've been googling the whole day. So far, pills is winning. Lots of complaints with depo. I'll think it over tonight. To moms reading this, I hope someone with a golden heart leave a comment to help me decide.

Saturday, October 31, 2009

Top Reasons Why Moms-To-Be Should Be a Fulltime Mom

I am a full time working mom. I chose to work and let my hubby stay at home as a "house-band" due to some personal reasons. I enjoy working and mothering as much as a full-time mother feels being with her baby all day.

It is fun.

And depressing at the same time.

Sometimes, I regret being in the office instead of me at home looking after my little boy. After joining different forums, reading articles and following blogs about mothering, I realized nothing can ever compare the joy of watching your own child grow day by day--not even the joy of bringing home the amount of money twice an average employee is getting can suffice a parent's time with her kid.Mothering, as described by Mildred B. Vermont, is one of the highest salaried jobs... since the payment is pure love ( I saw this quotation from one of my favorite blogs: and fell in love with it!)

I dedicate this post to all Moms-to-be, full time moms and full time working moms.

Here are the reasons why you should opt to be a FULL TIME MOM:

You can watch your baby sleep.

Witness your child's first smile.

You can give him bath.

Quality hugging time.

Catch candid moments.

Take a picture of the very first tooth to ever appear on his gum

And you will not be worried that:

  • your baby is not eating the right food.
  • and even if he is not eating that much of solid food, as long as you're breastfeeding him exclusively, rest assured baby will be ok.
  • baby missed scheduled vaccinations or check-up with the pedia.
  • he's not getting enough sleep.
  • not having fun.
  • he'll cling/depend on to other person
  • he may not recognize you as his mom--which is our worst nightmare.

I've been going through all of this. It is depressing, yes. But I've been trying to make the best out of my free time playing with my Tri and teaching him stuffs. I know, someday, I'll be strong enough to consider resignation. Someday, I'll be Tri's full time mom.

Wednesday, October 28, 2009

Yehey! :)

Tri has been PACIFIER-FREE for a week now.
Yeah! I was really, really worried that my baby might get use to sucking on the pacifier for two or three years or something. I am just so happy I wanna share my excitement! This is one of the best development I saw from my baby for the past months. Well, except for cute gestures and all...this is going to be great!

Sunday, October 25, 2009

Nobody's Perfect

I came across this article from about the hands on Dads. One article struck me like a cold spear piercing my chest. Just want to share the article:

My partner criticises everything I do with our new baby. I feel fed up and useless. How can I get her to back off a little?

Written for BabyCentre UK

Christine Northam answers:

It sounds as if you really want to be involved with your new baby -- I wonder if your partner understands that you want to help? Maybe you could tell her that you'd appreciate some positive guidance when it comes to dealing with the baby, because it appears that you're not getting it right and you're feeling a bit demoralised. This may surprise her and give her an opportunity to recognise what's happening.

When we're learning a new job (which is what happens when we become parents) we need support to become confident with our new responsibilities. Having a baby is a lot more than just having a new job though, because it involves our emotional life, too. In this respect it can be even more demanding.

Both of you are going through a period of major adjustment -- sometimes new mothers feel so overwhelmed that they become negative and tearful (the so-called baby blues). She may be treating you in this way because she is feeling uncertain about her own mothering capabilities and needs reassurance herself. She might not yet have the confidence to help you learn. Meanwhile, you may be feeling vulnerable as you adjust to this huge change in your life and could be more sensitive to criticism than is normal for you.

Hang on to your confidence and to your love for your partner and baby. Use your feelings as a cue to talk with her and find ways to work together to make this a good experience for you all. If you really think this is not going to happen, counselling can help.

Ok, ok. I admit it. I am guilty of this one. Big time.

We, mothers, tend to be perfectionists. (well, aside from the fact that I might have inherited my Dad's perfectionist view). If it is for my son, I want it to be in proper order, systematic, on time, the right amount, squeaky clean, organized and accordingly.

Call it OC, I know.

Since me and hubby have both decided I'll keep my job and he'll be left at home with Tri as a "house-band", I know that I have to hand him down all the responsibilities and rights of being a mother. i told him that it's just okay with me and that things will run smoothly. I was wrong. I lied when I said it is ok. It was never ok for me to leave my baby alone with him. Considering the fact that he is a first time Dad and we opted not to ask assistance from our relatives (unless the situation calls for a BIG help). At work, I'll text him a maximum of a hundred text a day to make sure that everything is in order. He'll answer YES, only for me to find out from his relative that he bathe Tri with tap water (without putting on baby oil) or Tri bumped his head on the wall or that he did not feed him with cerelac blah, blah, blah.

Did I say I want things in order?

And we all know that working, commuting an hour and a half everyday, mothering and being a wife is too much to handle when done all at the same time. Knowing that my son may be in danger when I'm at work because he is not doing what I want him to do makes my blood pressure go up to the max! I have started a countless arguments about his way of parenting, how dissatisfied I am and how I wanted our son to grow up much different from how he was raised.

Yes. I am mean...and harsh. I didn't realize how painful it is for him to swallow his pride and let me be "the man" of the house, let him be my shock absorber when I am too stressed from work and let him do all the unmanly chores and be the center of his colleagues' jokes. I wasn't thinking about that. I was too busy thinking of being a good mother, bringing home just enough money to make my family survive. I was too busy nagging him to be a perfect father to our son and shaping him to be a good man so his family members would think he picked just 'the right girl", because I've made him like that.

It is only today, just today, I felt his pain. And after reading the article from babycenter, I wanna rush home to feel his warm embrace.

Hope this serves as a lesson to anyone reading this blog that nothing in this world is perfect, so we don't have to force ourselves to do the right things.