Showing posts with label musings. Show all posts
Showing posts with label musings. Show all posts

Thursday, August 9, 2012

My Little Big Girl

When I became a mom, I get to do my what I call "Computer" stuff --- which includes checking my mail, FB, catching up on my blog reading, etc. --- when the Little One takes her morning nap.    

My Little Girl at 6 months

This morning, I can't help but get sort of sentimental (must be this gloomy, rainy weather! Heehee) when I was looking at her while she's sleeping . . .
My Little Big Girl. . . . Now

She really has . . . .grown!  She is just 13 months. . . .I know, she doesn't look like one!  She already wears clothes sized for 3-4 years old!  Must be my genes, haha!  (When I was in Grade 1, a shoemaker called me "Big Foot" and there were some students in my school who thought I was a fifth grader!)

It's true what they say, kids do grow up fast . . . I think her pajamas say it all, haha!  She is slowly getting over her fear of walking by herself, she can do other things too which I posted here. She definitely knows what a fish looks like, her vocabulary is expanding ("mel" is milk, "pisss" is please, "men" is open, "ba" is bag, "tar" is star). . . oohhhh and "se-xy" means  Mama.  Actually, I prefer "gorgeous" but I think sexy is easier . . . for now, hahaha!  (Just kidding on this one!)

But as they say. . . some things never change

at 8 months
at 13 months

Yes my Darling, you have cute, chubby and irresistible fingers. . . that even I can't stay away from.

Thought of closing this post with this question. . .

What is one big thing my little big girl has? 
a GIANT rabbit!
They look good together noh? Hahaha!

Friday, August 3, 2012

Bad Mood Alert

Yesterday, I caught the last part of the romantic-comedy movie "Just Married" (starring Ashton Kutcher and Brittany Murphy) in Cable.  (Since I became a mom, I never get to watch TV.  And if I do catch a movie, I get to see the middle or last part, haha!)

There was a line in the movie that I liked.  This is what Ashton's character's Dad told him when he was giving up on his marriage. 

What you're saying here is, you had a couple of bad days in Europe and it's over.  Time to grow up, Tommy.  Some days your mother and me loved each other.  Other days we had to work at it.  You never see the hard days in a photo album.  But those are the ones that get you from one happy snapshot to the next.

It has been said too many times, Marriage (or any kind of relationship for that matter) is not a bed of roses.  I know we love our partners/husbands with all our hearts but sometimes, there are just days that they manage to rub us the wrong way (I think this sounds better than "getting into our nerves"? Haha!)  And that thing they do which we find cute when we were still dating is now annoying. . . or the fact that people change over time.  Or because there are days when our hormones are just going out of control AND then we make a mountain out of a molehill (in short, we over act or over analyze, haha!  Admit it ladies, hehe) . . . or simply because we are in a bad mood.

So there will always be good days and bad. . . .we just have to work through it. . . together.

Hun, I'm so sorry. . . but the *hormones are kicking in today and probably in the coming days too, you know what I mean.  Thank you for being patient with me =)  I love you! 

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*And I will  share with you why . . . in the next few weeks =)

Wednesday, August 1, 2012

Ready? Not quite yet . . .

The Little One is now thirteen months but she still hasn't walked . . . on her own.  She still looks for something to hold on to or asks for my hand before she takes her steps.

She may not be walking yet, BUT she can . . .

Go down of the bed

Lift this chair (with one finger!  Just kidding!  Haha!)

Climb the sofa bed 

Crawl up this flight of stairs like Superman, faster than a speeding bullet!
(Okay, I'm exaggerating, haha!)  

And before she was able to do all the things I've mentioned, one of the things she learned earlier is brush her hair!
This photo was taken one morning, when she woke up from her nap.
The moment she stood up, she got the hairbrush and brushed her hair!
Haha!


My dear Little One, 

I know you are trying hard to learn how to walk but you're still scared to do it on your own.  Don't rush, just do it at your own pace, at your own time.  Baby steps are fine.  And when you are ready. . . just let go of my hand darling.  And if you fall, just stand up and try again.  

Whatever happens, Mama is here to catch you . . .always.

Love,
Mama






Saturday, July 28, 2012

Affected Much?

Kristen Stewart Cheats on Robert Pattinson With Director Rupert Sanders
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I guess everybody is talking about this "hot" news in the Entertainment scene and i'm sure Twilight fans are up in arms against Kristen Stewart for her act of infidelity (a "momentary indescretion" as she calls it)

Though I am not really a fan, I feel sad and my heart goes out to Robert Pattinson.  I can just imagine the pain that he is feeling right now (I've read that he was ready to propose to Kristen) . . .the disbelief, the hurt,  the anger, the unanswered questions.  I know because I've been down that road (BUT not with Zola's Dad! Haha!)

I know how something like this literally crushes your heart (it really does!), the sleepless nights, waking up at 3AM asking the "Whys" and trying to find the answers.  And then you cry until you fall asleep, only to cry some more when you wake up . . . until your eyes become like Garfield's! (Haha!)

But you know, during that point in my life, that was when I felt how much I am loved by the family, by my friends, by everybody who knows what I'm going through.  There's just so much love going around me that made the pain worthwhile.  And then I realized how blessed I am to be surrounded by good and loving people, who were just simply being there to hold my hand, to listen to me (lines from a drama queen!).  They taught me to be strong but allowed me to grieve on my own (except for one guy friend who simply told me to just STOP and get over it, haha!  Men and their simple solutions!).  It's true what they say, time heals all wounds . . .one day you'll just realize that you're ready to live a new life and to love again.

A wise man (Thanks Boss!) told me that there will always be unanswered questions on my mind but down the road, all I'll do is just laugh about it. . .and you know he's right!   

Looking back, I am just thankful that lowest point in my life happened (as heartbreaking as it may seem) because it actually paved the way to finding my Happiness . . . a life full of love, blessings and contentment. 

Wishing all of you a nice weekend with your loved ones!




Sunday, July 22, 2012

Travel tips from a 5-yr old

Zola's Dad went back to the US a couple of weeks ago . . .it's sad to see him leave (again) but the thought that we will be seeing him in September (our turn to visit him) somehow made saying our goodbyes easier.  Visiting him in LA is something the Little One and I are looking forward to!  But there is one thing I'm worried about right now (just thinking about it makes me anxious) is . . .travelling with my 1 year old!  (Yes, it's just me and the Little One!)     
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She was manageable (she really did good!) during our 8 hr road trip to Ilocos but to be in a 12 hour flight is another story.  I've started reading mommy blogs on their travel experiences with their toddlers.  Based from what I've read, one thing I did right was to get the Little One her own seat! Haha!  And if there's one thing I hope and pray for. . .is we get to sit next to understanding and patient passengers. . . .who love kids, who would understand a curious toddler who won't sit still and I hope I don't get the "evil eye" when the Little One becomes fussy (please Lord, no tantrums please) .


I am also thankful to my 5 year old niece, Iya, who gave me some "travel tips" (her own).  According to her:
1) Do not feed the baby when you are in plane so she won't throw up. (My dear baby girl, NO throwing up pls., haha!)
2) Give her Benadryl . . . EVERY HOUR! (Gasp! *Mouth wide open*)
3) Before you go out of the plane, your passport should be ready. (Makes sense)

Thank you Iya, I'll keep these in mind. . .though I have to check with the Pediatrician about Benadryl, haha!

For now, wish me (us!) luck!  I'm sure that flying with the Little One is going to be an adventure (that I'm looking forward to) and a challenge (I'm willing to take!).

The Little One playing in her Papa's luggage (while he was packing)


Tuesday, July 17, 2012

Oh Brother!

I was reading Chuvaness' blog about Gabby Abshire, an adorable 10 year old American Boy (with a heart of a Filipino) who is a big fan of Vic Sotto (A Filipino actor/comedian) and who can speak the Filipino language fluently! (thanks to his Filipina stepmother)

And was watching this video of him. . .



When I heard the Little One do a "kissing" sound . . .not once but TWICE!

Oh no, NO, Little Miss, you are NOT kissing any boy anytime sooonnn!!!  (Probably when you reach 30 years old. . . i'm still thinking about that though, hahaha!  Just kidding!)

OR probably she just adores this cute little boy in a "Big brother" kind of way . . .

I wonder if a little brother would be just fine (teehee) . . .(She can definitely shower him with kisses!) 

Thursday, July 12, 2012

An "Awwww" Moment

This picture says it all . . .



One morning, while looking at Hubby and Little One while they were sleeping (I'm sure you do that or have done that too! Haha!), the Little One just suddenly reached out to her Dad's arm and laid her cute little hand over it. . .I can read it in so many ways . . . like "Dad, everything will be alright". . . or "Dad, I'm scared" or "Dad, you're doing a good job"  or she wants to feel the warmth of our love or she just simply wants to know that we are there beside her.

Awwww.  .  .It was such a heartwarming moment and I'm glad I was able to catch it.

Here's to more tender loving moments everyday of our lives! =)

Wednesday, July 11, 2012

Home Day Care

Zola's cousins came over for the day. . . .let's do the math shall we?



A sweet 8 month old baby + A curious1 yr old + A moody 2 yr old + A smart 5 yr old
equals to

One.Happy.Crazy.Day!

Hope you all had a fun-filled day just like I did =)


Monday, July 9, 2012

Two lines?

I took a pregnancy test and was giddy with excitement while waiting for the result. . . .

And just when I was about to look at it. . . .the Little One slapped me in the face that WOKE ME UP! *sigh* 

Oh well, it would have been nice to know what the result was. . . who knows it can be a sign of "greater things" to come, HAHA!

I may only have the Little One (for now), but she is double trouble!  (and I'm saying that with fondness)



Have a great (and dreamy) week ahead!  

Saturday, July 7, 2012

She's Baaacck!

It's been a while since I posted something about Iya, Zola's 5yr old cousin.  I've posted about our "chubby" conversation (and a few more about other stuff) before.  Well, now that she's a little bit older (and wiser!), she has learned what chubby is . . .and what is another word for it. . . FAT!


She was spending the day with us today and I noticed that she has become thinner (because she got taller).  My Dad noticed it too.

And this was how our conversation went . . .

Dad: Iya, dapat magpakataba ka pa ha
     
Me: Oo nga Iya, dapat kahit kaunti, pataba ka naman.
     
Iya (turning to me): Kasing-taba MO?


(Ouch!  Just in case you don't know, I'm a plus-size! heehee. . . 


Me: (Speechless, with my mouth wide open) Hindi naman, slight lang!  (And with a raised brow, Hmph!  Haha!)


Oh well. . . Kids do say the darndest things. . . and the truth! Haha!

Hope you're having a good weekend!  =)

Friday, June 29, 2012

Wish List

If there's one thing I wish that malls in Philippines would have. . . it would be . . . FAMILY RESTROOMS!

Wayfinding and Typographic Signs - family-restroom
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I saw the benefit of having family restrooms when I visited Zola's Dad in the US.  We didn't have the Little One back then but I saw the convenience it offered  to parents who have kids in tow.  Parents can help each other with nappy changes and for some with bigger families, it is easier to manage all kids in using the restroom at the same time.

Changing the Little One's nappy in the mall is quite challenging since she does not like lying down in the changing table.  I would gladly welcome an extra pair of hands!  So I got excited when I saw a Family restroom in Marquee Mall! (since family restrooms are not common in the Philippines)  However my excitement was short-lived because it was still closed! *sigh*  But it's okay. . . I'm just glad that somebody has thought of including family restrooms in their facilities.  It's a good start!  


Thanks Ayala Land (they operate Marquee Mall) for making your mall family friendly!  I hope there are more malls who would follow and provide the same amenities =D


Have a nice weekend ahead everyone!

Tuesday, June 19, 2012

SMILE!!!

Now that Zola's Dad is home, we're making up for those times we've been apart (we have one month!) . . . We enjoy each day just simply being together doing family stuff (hence the break in blogging).  Just yesterday, we were at the mall to get some stuff for the Little One and I was telling Zola's Dad how a simple chore like that feels so nice because he is with me!  It feels so frustrating (and yes, sometimes I'm green with envy! Haha!) to see couples holding hands or dads pushing their babies' strollers because that is what I want for me and Zola!    

One of the things I had in my "things-to-do" list was . . . family photos!  Family photos taken by professionals! Heehee

I would like to share with you some photos taken by Shutter Count (one of the nicest people I've worked with!  Thanks again Benj and Rayan!)

I think they took a hundred photos of the Little One ---
without her camera-ready smile
(which by the way doesn't come too often! Haha!)
I'm glad they got this one! *Woohoo*

I love Black and White photos!



Our family picture! *Yayyyy* 

Couldn't wait to see the rest of the photos! *Giddy face*

P.S. Benj, thanks for hiding my arms! Haha!

Shutter Count's Contact Details:
Facebook - http://www.facebook.com/shuttercountworks
Website - www.shuttercountphotography.com



Thursday, June 7, 2012

Lucky Us, Lucky Earrings

The Little One had her ears pierced when she was just days old.  Her first pair (a pair of star earrings) was  from her Pediatrician.  



Just the other day, while putting the Little One to sleep, I saw one of the earrings missing (again!).  We have actually lost count how many times (believe me, too many times) this has happened, but somehow we always find the missing one.  So we looked for it in the bed, under the bed, checked the sheets and pillows, but still couldn't find it.  I guess our luck has ran out and we just let go of it.  

  
But after two days, somebody saw the pakaw (or "ear nut"---something new I learned today, thanks to Google) in the kitchen floor!  (Whaat?!)  And the day after that, somebody saw (by chance!) the missing earring under our bed, at the far corner of the bed.  I can't believe how lucky we are (again)(I wish I can say the same for the Little One's missing shoe!)   

I'm just soooo happy that we have a complete pair (again!).  And I hope they remain that way for a loooong time! Haha!


Tuesday, June 5, 2012

A Green Day

Ever since I was young, my parents always loved gardening and growing fruit-bearing trees and vegetables.  So growing up, I was fortunate to eat organic vegetables (like corn, eggplant, okra, calamansi) and fruits  (mangoes, star apple, santol, papaya, duhat---"java plum" in English).  And I am thankful to both of them, that I get to enjoy this healthy habit up to this day. . . as they say, some things never change.

This morning, I walked in on the kitchen and saw mom's harvest for the day . . .



And THESE!!!
Btw, these 3 came from the MARKET. . .Haha!
And this jackfruit (I know, it's super sized!) was given by a family friend

 The Game Plan . . . err I meant Meal Plan? 
 - The talbos ng kamote (one of my fave veggies) will be prepared as a salad to go with fried fish
 - Mashed sayote for the Little One
 - Upo for Dad's Pesang Isda (Fish soup)
 - Sauteed string beans for tomorrow's lunch
 - The mangoes are well. . . mangoes, haha!    
- As for the super size jackfruit (a favorite fruit of mine), some of it will be eaten fresh and some, to be used for the Ginataang Halo-Halo, a famous Filipino dessert that is also served as merienda (snacks).

Whew!  I guess we're already set for the most part of the week!

Hope you had a veggie wonderful day!

I wonder what tomorrow brings . . . to the table =)

Tuesday, May 29, 2012

July 1993

This was the date written on this birthday card. . .which makes it 19 years old!  I saw this while fixing my drawer and was given to me by M, my best friend.  (She is probably my first friend too. . . EVER!  Haha!  We met when we were both seven years old while practicing for a school activity.)  


It's so nice to read her personal message (again) which I found funny and amazing at the same time.
Amazing how she foresaw all the possibilities that can happen in my life (teehee)

Betchamygollywow, I'm NOT nineteen anymore!
I got married
I got into stocks (and got out of it, haha!)
I got a job (Before I got married)

One of the things I am thankful for in my life is having a great set of friends.  They are a blessing in my life.  We may not see each other as often as we want to and we may have seen changes (major) in our lives but I know our friendship remains the same.  So . . .

To M and to my other best girls, thank you for being "a friend for life".  =) 

Sunday, May 27, 2012

Siesta Time

It's a lazy Sunday afternoon, it's 2:30 pm, I am lazing around the bed, the TV is on (I can hear the Divine Diva belting out a song). . . but I'm also reading the newspaper and then I suddenly feel my eyes getting heavier, the sound from the TV slowly fading and I know what's next. . . .it's time for my siesta!
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BUT. .. this  was before the Little One came along. . . 

Being a mom means getting some sleep doesn't come in easily (not that I'm complaining).  

This afternoon, I was soooo sleepy that I thought of two options:

First, I bargained with my sister (she helps me with the Little One when she's not working) and asked her to give me just 20 mins of power nap (and she gets an hour) 

OR I give the Little One sleeping meds!  (Just kidding!!!)

But Luck is on my side!  The Little One asked for her bottle and is now fast asleep.

And me. . . well, sleep has escaped me! (Arrgghhh!) 

And that is why you are reading this post. . . .

Now that my sister is awake, let's see if I can do something about my siesta. . . again.

Hope you all had a nice weekend!

Wednesday, May 23, 2012

I can't think straight. . .


Must. Declutter.

Housekeeping Mode (more of "Roomkeeping" actually) ON.

Favorite Music. . . ON.

Tuesday, May 22, 2012

A Ball of Energy

Crawling (not underneath the computer table) but ON TOP! --- while "skyping" with her Dad


Either she's trying to find other uses for her basin or 
she's just plain bored during the car ride.
(Just in case you're wondering why we have one in the car. . .
well, let's just say the Little One sometimes get "sick" 
after drinking her milk. . . if you know what I mean) 


Bag raider!


You should have seen her trying to put this AND a pen in her mouth. . . 
AT THE SAME TIME!  (Big Gasp!)

Yes, Little One, I'm watching you like a hawk!  


Can I have some of your energy please? 





Monday, May 21, 2012

The Big 4-0!

Nope, not my birthday!  (Not yet anyway. . . )

It is actually my parents' 40th Ruby Wedding anniversary yesterday.  We had a simple, no-frills celebration of this milestone (just the way they like it).  It was a good day made up of a good meal, relaxation and family-bonding time.    

To celebrate their marriage, I thought of posting a school paper which made its way around the Net a few years ago . . . which I kept because it is something worth reading again. . . and again.  It is a long read, but I assure you, it is a good one.  You don't have to be married or in a relationship to appreciate this.  I am sure that we can see ourselves in some parts of this paper (at one point in our lives). 

Happy Anniversary Mom and Dad!  Thank you for showing us that Marriage is a Partnership.  You are our inspiration.  We love you very much!

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Eduardo Calasanz was a student at the Ateneo Manila University, Philippines, where he had Father Ferriols as professor. Father Ferriols, at that time, was the Philosophy department head. Currently he still teaches Philosophy for graduating college students in Ateneo.

Father Ferriols has been very popular for his mind opening and enriching classes but was also notorious for the grades he gives. Still people took his classes for the learning and deep insight they take home with them every day (if only they could do something about the grades...)

Anyway, come grade giving time, (Ateneo has letter grading systems, the highest being an A, lowest at D, with F for flunk), Fr Ferriols had this long discussion with the registrar people because he wanted to give Calasanz an A+. Either that or he doesn't teach at all...Calasanz got his A+. Read the paper below to find out why.

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PARTNERS AND MARRIAGE
By Eduardo Jose E. Calasanz

I have never met a man who didn't want to be loved. But I have seldom met a man who didn't fear marriage. Something about the closure seems constricting, not enabling. Marriage seems easier to understand for what it cuts out of our lives than for what it makes possible within our lives.

When I was younger this fear immobilized me. I did not want to make a mistake. I saw my friends get married for reasons of social acceptability, or sexual fever, or just because they thought it was the logical thing to do. Then I watched, as they and their partners became embittered and petty in their dealings with each other. I looked at older couples and saw, at best, mutual toleration of each other. I imagined a lifetime of loveless nights and bickering and could not imagine subjecting myself or someone else to such a fate.

And yet, on rare occasions, I would see old couples who somehow seemed to glow in each other's presence. They seemed really in love, not just dependent upon each other and tolerant of each other's foibles. It was an astounding sight, and it seemed impossible. How, I asked myself, can they have survived so many years of sameness, so much irritation at the other's habits? What keeps love alive in them, when most of us seem unable to even stay together, much less love each other?

The central secret seems to be in choosing well. There is something to the claim of fundamental compatibility. Good people can create a bad relationship, even though they both dearly want the relationship to succeed. It is important to find someone with whom you can create a good relationship from the outset. Unfortunately, it is hard to see clearly in the early stages.

Sexual hunger draws you to each other and colors the way you see yourselves together. It blinds you to the thousands of little things by which relationships eventually survive or fail. You need to find a way to see beyond this initial overwhelming sexual fascination. Some people choose to involve themselves sexually and ride out the most heated period of sexual attraction in order to see what is on the other side.

This can work, but it can also leave a trail of wounded hearts. Others deny the sexual side altogether in an attempt to get to know each other apart from their sexuality. But they cannot see clearly, because the presence of unfulfilled sexual desire looms so large that it keeps them from having any normal perception of what life would be like together.

The truly lucky people are the ones who manage to become long-time friends before they realize they are attracted to each other. They get to know each other's laughs, passions, sadness, and fears. They see each other at their worst and at their best. They share time together before they get swept into the entangling intimacy of their sexuality.

This is the ideal, but not often possible. If you fall under the spell of your sexual attraction immediately, you need to look beyond it for other keys to compatibility. One of these is laughter. Laughter tells you how much you will enjoy each other's company over the long term.

If your laughter together is good and healthy, and not at the expense of others, then you have a healthy relationship to the world. Laughter is the child of surprise. If you can make each other laugh, you can always surprise each other. And if you can always surprise each other, you can always keep the world around you new.

Beware of a relationship in which there is no laughter. Even the most intimate relationships based only on seriousness have a tendency to turn sour. Over time, sharing a common serious viewpoint on the world tends to turn you against those who do not share the same viewpoint, and your relationship can become based on being critical together.

After laughter, look for a partner who deals with the world in a way you respect. When two people first get together, they tend to see their relationship as existing only in the space between the two of them. They find each other endlessly fascinating, and the overwhelming power of the emotions they are sharing obscures the outside world. As the relationship ages and grows, the outside world becomes important again. If your partner treats people or circumstances in a way you can't accept, you will inevitably come to grief. Look at the way she cares for others and deals with the daily affairs of life. If that makes you love her more, your love will grow. If it does not, be careful. If you do not respect the way you each deal with the world around you, eventually the two of you will not respect each other.

Look also at how your partner confronts the mysteries of life. We live on the cusp of poetry and practicality, and the real life of the heart resides in the poetic. If one of you is deeply affected by the mystery of the unseen in life and relationships, while the other is drawn only to the literal and the practical, you must take care that the distance doesn't become an unbridgeable gap that leaves you each feeling isolated and misunderstood.

There are many other keys, but you must find them by yourself. We all have unchangeable parts of our hearts that we will not betray and private commitments to a vision of life that we will not deny. If you fall in love with someone who cannot nourish those inviolable parts of you, or if you cannot nourish them in her, you will find yourselves growing further apart until you live in separate worlds where you share the business of life, but never touch each other where the heart lives and dreams. From there it is only a small leap to the cataloging of petty hurts and daily failures that leaves so many couples bitter and unsatisfied with their mates.

So choose carefully and well. If you do, you will have chosen a partner with whom you can grow, and then the real miracle of marriage can take place in your hearts. I pick my words carefully when I speak of a miracle. But I think it is not too strong a word. There is a miracle in marriage. It is called transformation. Transformation is one of the most common events of nature. The seed becomes the flower. The cocoon becomes the butterfly. Winter becomes spring and love becomes a child. We never question these, because we see them around us every day. To us they are not miracles, though if we did not know them they would be impossible to believe.

Marriage is a transformation we choose to make. Our love is planted like a seed, and in time it begins to flower. We cannot know the flower that will blossom, but we can be sure that a bloom will come.

If you have chosen carefully and wisely, the bloom will be good. If you have chosen poorly or for the wrong reason, the bloom will be flawed. We are quite willing to accept the reality of negative transformation in a marriage. It was negative transformation that always had me terrified of the bitter marriages that I feared when I was younger.

It never occurred to me to question the dark miracle that transformed love into harshness and bitterness. Yet I was unable to accept the possibility that the first heat of love could be transformed into something positive that was actually deeper and more meaningful than the heat of fresh passion. All I could believe in was the power of this passion and the fear that when it cooled I would be left with something lesser and bitter.

But there is positive transformation as well. Like negative transformation, it results from a slow accretion of little things. But instead of death by a thousand blows, it is growth by a thousand touches of love. Two histories intermingle. Two separate beings, two separate presence, two separate consciousnesses come together and share a view of life that passes before them. They remain separate, but they also become one. There is an expansion of awareness, not a closure and a constriction, as I had once feared. This is not to say that there is not tension and there are not traps. Tension and traps are part of every choice of life, from celibate to monogamous to having multiple lovers. Each choice contains within it the lingering doubt that the road not taken somehow more fruitful and exciting, and each becomes dulled to the richness that it alone contains.

But only marriage allows life to deepen and expand and be leavened by the knowledge that two have chosen, against all odds, to become one.
Those who live together without marriage can know the pleasure of shared company, but there is a specific gravity in the marriage commitment that
deepens that experience into something richer and more complex.

So do not fear marriage, just as you should not rush into it for the wrong reasons. It is an act of faith and it contains within it the power of transformation. If you believe in your heart that you have found someone with whom you are able to grow, if you have sufficient faith that you can resist the endless attraction of the road not taken and the partner not chosen, if you have the strength of heart to embrace the cycles and seasons that your love will experience, then you may be ready to seek the miracle that marriage offers. If not, then wait. The easy grace of a marriage well made is worth your patience. When the time comes, a thousand flowers will bloom...endlessly.

Sunday, May 13, 2012

Happy Mother's Day!

One of the things I learned on being in a long distance relationship is to be more patient, understanding and let go of things that may cause stress and anxiety.  So before it becomes a "potential issue", I reminded Zola's Dad to greet me on Mother's Day!  (He might forget . . . considering the time difference and that this is my first Mother's Day) 

Me: Honey, batiin mo ko sa Mother'sa Day ha!  Baka makalimutan mong nanay na ako.
(Honey, don't forget to greet me on Mother's Day!  You  might forget that I am a mom already.)

I can just imagine him smiling sheepishly and in his usual cool and collected manner he said . . .

Zola's Dad:  Ayaw mo nun, ibig sabihin tingin ko sa iyo parang single pa rin
(Well, then it only means that you look and I still feel you're single!)

Galing talagang magpalusot. . . he almost got away with it!  Ha!!!  Let's see if he needs to think of a better excuse!  Haha!


To my Little One, I just want to say "thank you" for bringing out the best in me.  I am still "a work in progress", I still have my own fears, but I promise to be the best mom for you.  I will be your best friend and I promise to be a "cool" mom (but you can't stop me from kissing and hugging you in front of your friends whatever age you are).  You are my greatest treasure, my pride and joy.  I love you sweetie . . .  

To my Mom, thank you very much for the undying love, guidance and support you have given me all these years.  When I was growing up, we've had our share of differences and you always say that I'll never understand you, not until I become a parent myself.  Now I understand why (to name a few). . . you don't allow me to go swimming or boat rides, why there are times you didn't let me do sleepovers, why I had to let go of some parties, why I have a curfew or why boys can wait.  You taught me so many valuable things that I want the Little One to learn too.  Thank you for giving me a loving home.  I'm sorry though if I really can't share your love for gardening (heehee).  I love you Mom! 

To all the moms out there. . . you are all great!  Happy Mother's Day!   

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By the way. . .Just in case you're wondering if Zola's Dad remembered me on Mother's Day. . . HE DID!!! (Yayyy!)  I got a text from him at 12:04 am (May 13), Manila time.  Love you honey and thanks for remembering!





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