Mind of a fickle

Finally, Dawter T slept on her own bed. But, Daddy and Mommy couldn't sleep at all as we keep on checking if she rolled on the floor.

I am on my 37th week today thus my pregnancy is considered full-term. A few more days and I might already be blogging about giving birth to Andi. *** I've been feeling surprisingly well unlike last week --- it must be the stress from work. We just migrated a whole domain and just thinking about it made me want to crawl back to bed. Aside from that are some nasty people trying to abstain from blame. Oh well, during the weekend, I decided that I will not let them get to me. And voila! I feel so much better! My tita A is right! Stress is the culprit of my dilemnas.

We are trying to encourage Dawter T to sleep on her own bed, what with coming of the Dawter A, we need space in our bed as we will be co-sleeping with the new baby. First night was last Saturday. Dawter T was so excited to sleep on her Pooh bed. She asked for all her ek-eks. Her milk, 2 pillows and her Ninang C even encouraged her by promising a Cinderella bed sheet. 12 o'clock came and gone, she was still tossing and turning and trying to be funny. At 1AM, I asked her "Do you want to sleep with mommy?" "No, I will sleep in my bed," she said sternly. But, after sometime, she sat on our bed and said in those doley eyes of hers. "Mommy, bukas na lang ako sleep sa bed ko ha." "Ok," And then, peace came. Same went last night. Her daddy had to scold her from making too much raucous! Hayyy, if this goes on for the whole week, I think I'll go into labor soon!

Rejoice in the Lord always. I will say it again: Rejoice! Let your gentleness be evident to all. The Lord is near. Do not be anxious about anything, but in everything, by prayer and petition, with thanksgiving, present your request to God. And the peace of God, which trascends all understanding, will guard your hearts and your minds in Christ Jesus.

Papa is coming on Thursday. After all the hassle with Kangaroo airlines, papa decided to settle it their way! Arghhhh! How can you say NO when it's your father's instructions?! Given my mood nowadays, I would have let that Kangaroo airlines rot. (Nasayang pagtataray ko sa phone kaya naman while I was making the booking, e kulang na lang masira keyboard ko!) System can be cruel sometimes but the most important of all this is that we get to spend time with Papa. And papa will get to enjoy Dawters T and A.

At the strike of 12, Dawter T and I did something for pre. While he was brushing his teeth, we prepared our small surprise. I made a short e-card using Powerpoint which we run from the pc. Then, I let Dawter T hold her gift to her daddy. Dawter T couldn't hold off her excitement so she knocked at the bathroom door and said "Happy Father's Day, Daddy!" It was a moment I wouldn't forget. My husband and daughter really does share a special bond. He's the best father for my daughter! Some pictures taken during our Father's Day dinner at Spageddies. Ang magkamukha - look at their eyebrows! Dawter T proclaiming her love for her Daddy!

I am due soon. And, I have this mixed emotions plaguing me. I am scared of the pain (yes, my single lady friends, childbirth is ultra painful! no sugar coating here!) and excited to see my new baby A. I am anxious that the finish line is so near yet I may have not run the race in the manner I should have done. For this pregnancy, I am too stressed, I've been eating a lot of junk (yes, the nearest decent resto in my workplace is McDo thus if I don't bring my home cooked food, I have to settle to an extra value meal), and I guess not exactly as careful as before. Last night, I've been reminiscing my first childbirth experience. It's clearly etched in my mind how loud I was during the last hour of labor (that I am sure if my grip was not firm on pre's arm, he would have run out and disowned me). I can still hear myself say "I-CS nyo na ako!" during my second to the last push! Imagine that! I thought it could only happen in movies! Oh well, I think my doctor a

Though life has been rough... I have a daughter who waits for me at home. And, another one inside me. Husband who loves me even though I am too grouchy and whiny about my aching body parts. Friends whom I can talk to about how things doesn't work out the way I want it to be. A loving God who constantly reminds me of His presence. That I should just have faith and everything will turn out well. I love my life!

There are so many things way beyond our reach. It is so frustrating how people conform to their own set of standards without taking time to really feel. My classic encounter is with the new budget airline, let's call them kangaroo! My father made a booking for Singapore to Manila last Friday. It got declined. Kangaroo said that the bank declined. My father checked with his bank and was informed that the transaction went through. Kangaroo is sticking to what their system shows --- that the booking is pending because the payment has been declined. E, nabayaran na nga e!!! Oh well, they asked us to pay again and settle the other bill later! My principle decided to take charge and said a resounding NO! But, the oh so good by the book CSO doesn't want to give in. They said the only help they can extend to us is by helping us to use our other credit card to pay the fare. Ano ko hilo! No way! Sobrang asar ko talaga! All they need to do is check with the bank but they ar

Si Ate G (kapatid ni Ate A) ay nakakuha ng amo (local) dito sa tulong ng isang kaibigan ko. Ok naman nung simula, mukhang mabait naman yung amo. Nakausap ko pa nga yung lalaki dahil nagkaproblema sa paglabas si Ate G. Lumabas po ang kulay nung araw pagkadating ni Ate G. ABA! Kakaltasan si Ate G ng tatlong daan sa unang anim na buwan --- ok fine! Ano rason? Kung sasabihin nila dahil sa gastos, aling gastos? Sila lahat nag-asikaso nung papel ni Ate G so yun daw rason. Kasi sila daw ang nag-mistulang ahente ni Ate G dahil daw kung nag-ahente si Ate G e ganun din mangyayari. Ang punto ko indi nga sila nag-ahente e! So sabi nila, dahil daw sa effort nila! Effort their face! $1800 for their effort! O sige maybe less kasi kasama na cguro dun yung airfare at insurance. Still! Hayyy sobrang kumukulo dugo ko sa kanila! Isusumbong ko sila sa MOM!

This is not the island, nor a mispell. This is the nickname of the newest addition to my kumare's family. My kumare gave birth yesterday via cs. Fyji is 3.1Kg (smallest among the brood - smallest pa sa lagay na yan) and looks like kumare (actually I haven't seen her but I am actually happy that this time even kumpare admitted that the baby didn't look like kumare --- malakas kasi dugo ni kumpare). Mare and Pare, Congratulations on your new baby girl!

Last night was like any normal night at home. Around 11PM, Dawter T pooped (her normal time these days coz this is the first time during the day when she has her disposables on --- she is still having a hard time doing it in the toilet bowl) so we asked Ate A's help as I cannot bend down anymore to wash her. I spent that time talking to sister C at her room. Dawter T came in a little while all clean. And, since she saw her ninang, she doesn't want to move back to our room. She sat on the floor and I pulled her, trying to make her stand. After a few more attempts, she cried so loud. She apparently got hurt and wouldn't stop crying until her daddy knocked on sister C's door and carried her back to the room. She was still crying even after Pre cojoled her with Barney and Sesame Street stuffs in the net. She wouldn't move her arm. And, she doesn't want to go to bed. I was so worried. The thing is, this is not the first time it happened. Dawter T had a history of pai

Another chronicle of my 2 year old... 2 days ago, Ate A was worried about her sister's flight to Singapore. While bathing, dawter T asked "Ate A, may problema ka?" (with matching kunot ng noo *like daddy*) Where the heck does she get that? It is as if she understands it.