Andee looks serious with a wiggles snack
Veloso Family Cousins with Andee too!My Christmas away from home
Andee looks serious with a wiggles snack
Veloso Family Cousins with Andee too!
How hard it is
Today I saw my friend get hurt. It was not simply seeing her "get hurt". It was as if I was seeing myself in her not so long ago.
I thought, so this is how they felt when I broke down infront of them it was probably too hurting on their side. As what I felt when I saw my bff cried. I couldn't help but be sad and hurt for her as well. I cannot do anything for it wasn't my relationship in the first place. I just can be here to support.
Always. As you had been and is always are until this moment.
I thought, so this is how they felt when I broke down infront of them it was probably too hurting on their side. As what I felt when I saw my bff cried. I couldn't help but be sad and hurt for her as well. I cannot do anything for it wasn't my relationship in the first place. I just can be here to support.
Always. As you had been and is always are until this moment.
Pasko na...
Unang pasko sa isang malayong lugar. Di ko alam kung ano ang mangyayari. Sa opisina namin masaya ng nagdidiskusyon tungkol sa kung ano man ang gagawin sa pasko... haaay! Pano ba to... Di ko alam kung masaya ba ako o malulunkgot. Grrr.
Nakabili na ako ng pamasko ko sa anak ko... isang Barney na laruan. Ewan ba kung bakit aliw na aliw sila sa dinosaur na ito! Di ko maintindihan, di naman maganda ang pagkakagawa sa kanya tulad ni Mickey o di kaya ni Pooh... Hala... yun ang gusto. Alangan naman kasing padalhan ko siya ng winter clothes galing dito.. oo may winter din sila dito... Nakakatuwang makita ang bata sa ganong suot pero di yun pwede sa Pinas. Maliban na lang kung nakatira ka sa isang puro A/C ang buong bahay pati garden!
Masya din pala ngayong "katapusan ng lingo" (weekend!) kasi mahaba ang bakasyon sa Dubai. Magdiriwang kasi sila ng isa pa nilang Eid. Tatlong araw din kaming walang pasok, dagdag pa ang Byernes at Sabado... Limang araw lahat ang bakasyon.. Makikitira ako sa bahay ng tyahin ko. Bukas naman pinto nila sa aming mga kamag-anak na andito sa Dubai... diba ang saya?
Pasko na... mag iisip na ako kung ano lulutuin sa hapunan namin dito sa bahay.
Nakabili na ako ng pamasko ko sa anak ko... isang Barney na laruan. Ewan ba kung bakit aliw na aliw sila sa dinosaur na ito! Di ko maintindihan, di naman maganda ang pagkakagawa sa kanya tulad ni Mickey o di kaya ni Pooh... Hala... yun ang gusto. Alangan naman kasing padalhan ko siya ng winter clothes galing dito.. oo may winter din sila dito... Nakakatuwang makita ang bata sa ganong suot pero di yun pwede sa Pinas. Maliban na lang kung nakatira ka sa isang puro A/C ang buong bahay pati garden!
Masya din pala ngayong "katapusan ng lingo" (weekend!) kasi mahaba ang bakasyon sa Dubai. Magdiriwang kasi sila ng isa pa nilang Eid. Tatlong araw din kaming walang pasok, dagdag pa ang Byernes at Sabado... Limang araw lahat ang bakasyon.. Makikitira ako sa bahay ng tyahin ko. Bukas naman pinto nila sa aming mga kamag-anak na andito sa Dubai... diba ang saya?
Pasko na... mag iisip na ako kung ano lulutuin sa hapunan namin dito sa bahay.
Buhay OFW
Nabasa ko sa email ko... Bigla kong naisip, how true... Nakarelate daw kasi ako.
ang OFW ay hindi mayaman.
we have this notion na pag OFW o nasa abroad ay mayaman na. hindi totoo yun. a regular OFW might earn from 50-300K per month depende sa lokasyon. yung mga tiga-saudi or US siguro ay mas malaki ang sweldo, but to say that they're rich is a fallacy(amen! ). malaki ang pangangailangan kaya karamihan ay naga-abroad. maraming bunganga ang kailangang pakainin kaya umaalis ang mga pipol sa pilifens. madalas, 3/4 o kalahati ng sweldo ay napupunta sa tuition ng anak at gastusin ng pamilya. mahirap maging OFW. kelangang magtipid hangga't kaya. Oo, masarap ang pagkain sa abroad pero madalas na paksiw o adobo at itlog lang tinitira para makaipon. pagdating ng kinsenas o katapusan, ang unang tinitignan eh ang conversion ng peso sa dollar o rial o euro. mas okay na magtiis sa konti keysa gutumin ang pamilya. pag umuuwi, kelangan may baon kahit konti kasi maraming kamag-anak ang sumusundo sa airport o naghihintay sa probinsya. alam mo naman pag pinoy, yung tsismis na
OFW ka eh surely attracts a lot of kin. pag hindi mo nabigyan ng pasalubong eh magtatampo na yun at sisiraan ka na. well, hindi naman lahat pero i'm sure sa mga OFW dito eh may mga pangyayaring ganun. kayod, kayod palagi. magta-trabaho ka sa bansang iba ang ideya sa mga pinoy. malamang marami ang naka-experience ng gulang o discrimination to their various workplaces. sige lang. tiis lang. iniiyak na lang kasi kawawa naman pamilya pag umuwi. besides, wala ka naman talagang maasahang trabaho sa pilifens ngayon. mahal na bigas, gatas, sardinas, upa sa aprtment. tiis lang kahit maraming kupal sa trabaho, kahit maysakit at walang nagaalaga, kahit hindi masarap tsibog, kahit pangit working conditions, kahit delikado, kahit mahirap. pag nakapadala na, okay na. tawag lang, "hello! kumusta na kayo?".
ang OFW ay hindi bato.
tao rin ang OFW. hindi isang money o cash machine. napapagod rin, nalulungkot( madalas), nagkakasakit, nagiisip at nagugutom.kelangan rin ng suporta. kundi man physically, emotionally o spiritually man lang. tumatanda rin ang OFW. sa mga nakausap at nakita ko, marami ang panot at kalbo na. most of them have signs and symptoms of hypertension, coronary artery disease and arthritis. yet, they continue to work thinking about the family they left behind. marami ang nasa abroad, 20-30 years na, pero wala pa ring ipon. kahit anong pakahirap, sablay pa rin. masakit pa kung olats rin ang sinusuportahang pamilya- ang anak,adik o nabuntis; ang asawa, may boyfriend. naalala ko kanta dati, NAPAKASAKIT KUYA EDDIE!
ang OFW ay isang bayani.
totoo yun. ngayon ko lang na na-realize na bayani ang OFW sa maraming bagay. hindi bayani na tulad ni nora aunor o flor contemplacion. bayani in the truest sense of the word. hindi katulad ni rizal, o bonifacio. mas higit pa dun. mas maraming gyera at gulo ang pinapasok ng OFW para lang mabuhay. mas maraming pulitika ang kelangang suungin para lang tumagal sa trabaho lalo na't kupal ang mga kasama sa trabaho. mas mahaba ang pasensya keysa sa mga ordinaryong kongresista o senador sa pilifens dahil sa takot na mawalan ng sweldo. matindi ang OFW, matindi ang pinoy. matindi pa sa daga, o cockroaches which survived the cataclysmic evolution. maraming sakripisyo pero walang makitang tangible solutions or consequences.
ang OFW ay hindi sikat.
hindi umuupo ang OFW para magbigay ng autograph o interbyuhin ng media (unless nakidnap!). madalas nasa sidelines lang ang OFW. pag umaalis, malungkot and on the verge of tears.pag dumadating, swerte pag may sundo( madalas meron). pag naubos na ipon, wala ng kamag-anak. hahahahaha. sana sikat ang OFW para may boses sa kamara. ang swerte ng mga politiko. nakaupo sila at ginagastusan ng pera ng pilipino. hindi nga sila naiinitan o napapaso ng langis, o napapagalitan ng amo, o kumakain ng paksiw para makatipid, o nakatira sa compound with conditions less than favorable, o nakikisama sa ibang lahi para mabuhay. ang swerte, sobrang swerte nila.
ang OFW ay matatag.
matatag ang OFW. mas matatag pa sa sundalo o kung ano pang grupo na alam nyo. magaling sa reverse psychology, negotiations at counter-attacks. tatagal pa ang OFW. tatagal pa kasi hindi pa natin alam kelan magbabago ang pilifens.kelan pa kaya? o may tsansa pa ba?
masarap ang isipin na kasama mo pamilya mo araw-araw. nakikita mo mga anak mong lumalaki at naaalagaan ng maayos.masarap kumain ng sitaw, ng bagoong, lechon, inihaw na isda, taba ng talangka. masarap manood ng pelikulang pinoy, luma man o bago. iba pa rin ang pakiramdam kung kilala mo kapitbahay mo, kasama sa simbahan o kapitan ng baranggay. ib pa rin sa pilifens, iba pa rin pag pinoy kasama mo (except pag kupal at utak-talangka) , iba pa rin pag nagku-kwento ka at naiintindihan ng iba kung ano sinasabi mo. iba pa rin ang tunog ng "mahal kita!", "day, ginahigugma tika. mingaw na ko nimo ba. kalagot!", " inday, diin ka na subong haw? ganahan guid ko simo ba". iba pa rin.
sige lang. tiis lang. dadating din ang pag-asa. sana wag nang tumakbong politiko si manny pacquiao. susmaryosep! tama na yung mga kupal ngayon. tama na, Joc-Joc. tama na, garci! stop it. stop it.
JEANNA B. AVENIDO
ang OFW ay hindi mayaman.
we have this notion na pag OFW o nasa abroad ay mayaman na. hindi totoo yun. a regular OFW might earn from 50-300K per month depende sa lokasyon. yung mga tiga-saudi or US siguro ay mas malaki ang sweldo, but to say that they're rich is a fallacy(amen! ). malaki ang pangangailangan kaya karamihan ay naga-abroad. maraming bunganga ang kailangang pakainin kaya umaalis ang mga pipol sa pilifens. madalas, 3/4 o kalahati ng sweldo ay napupunta sa tuition ng anak at gastusin ng pamilya. mahirap maging OFW. kelangang magtipid hangga't kaya. Oo, masarap ang pagkain sa abroad pero madalas na paksiw o adobo at itlog lang tinitira para makaipon. pagdating ng kinsenas o katapusan, ang unang tinitignan eh ang conversion ng peso sa dollar o rial o euro. mas okay na magtiis sa konti keysa gutumin ang pamilya. pag umuuwi, kelangan may baon kahit konti kasi maraming kamag-anak ang sumusundo sa airport o naghihintay sa probinsya. alam mo naman pag pinoy, yung tsismis na
OFW ka eh surely attracts a lot of kin. pag hindi mo nabigyan ng pasalubong eh magtatampo na yun at sisiraan ka na. well, hindi naman lahat pero i'm sure sa mga OFW dito eh may mga pangyayaring ganun. kayod, kayod palagi. magta-trabaho ka sa bansang iba ang ideya sa mga pinoy. malamang marami ang naka-experience ng gulang o discrimination to their various workplaces. sige lang. tiis lang. iniiyak na lang kasi kawawa naman pamilya pag umuwi. besides, wala ka naman talagang maasahang trabaho sa pilifens ngayon. mahal na bigas, gatas, sardinas, upa sa aprtment. tiis lang kahit maraming kupal sa trabaho, kahit maysakit at walang nagaalaga, kahit hindi masarap tsibog, kahit pangit working conditions, kahit delikado, kahit mahirap. pag nakapadala na, okay na. tawag lang, "hello! kumusta na kayo?".
ang OFW ay hindi bato.
tao rin ang OFW. hindi isang money o cash machine. napapagod rin, nalulungkot( madalas), nagkakasakit, nagiisip at nagugutom.kelangan rin ng suporta. kundi man physically, emotionally o spiritually man lang. tumatanda rin ang OFW. sa mga nakausap at nakita ko, marami ang panot at kalbo na. most of them have signs and symptoms of hypertension, coronary artery disease and arthritis. yet, they continue to work thinking about the family they left behind. marami ang nasa abroad, 20-30 years na, pero wala pa ring ipon. kahit anong pakahirap, sablay pa rin. masakit pa kung olats rin ang sinusuportahang pamilya- ang anak,adik o nabuntis; ang asawa, may boyfriend. naalala ko kanta dati, NAPAKASAKIT KUYA EDDIE!
ang OFW ay isang bayani.
totoo yun. ngayon ko lang na na-realize na bayani ang OFW sa maraming bagay. hindi bayani na tulad ni nora aunor o flor contemplacion. bayani in the truest sense of the word. hindi katulad ni rizal, o bonifacio. mas higit pa dun. mas maraming gyera at gulo ang pinapasok ng OFW para lang mabuhay. mas maraming pulitika ang kelangang suungin para lang tumagal sa trabaho lalo na't kupal ang mga kasama sa trabaho. mas mahaba ang pasensya keysa sa mga ordinaryong kongresista o senador sa pilifens dahil sa takot na mawalan ng sweldo. matindi ang OFW, matindi ang pinoy. matindi pa sa daga, o cockroaches which survived the cataclysmic evolution. maraming sakripisyo pero walang makitang tangible solutions or consequences.
ang OFW ay hindi sikat.
hindi umuupo ang OFW para magbigay ng autograph o interbyuhin ng media (unless nakidnap!). madalas nasa sidelines lang ang OFW. pag umaalis, malungkot and on the verge of tears.pag dumadating, swerte pag may sundo( madalas meron). pag naubos na ipon, wala ng kamag-anak. hahahahaha. sana sikat ang OFW para may boses sa kamara. ang swerte ng mga politiko. nakaupo sila at ginagastusan ng pera ng pilipino. hindi nga sila naiinitan o napapaso ng langis, o napapagalitan ng amo, o kumakain ng paksiw para makatipid, o nakatira sa compound with conditions less than favorable, o nakikisama sa ibang lahi para mabuhay. ang swerte, sobrang swerte nila.
ang OFW ay matatag.
matatag ang OFW. mas matatag pa sa sundalo o kung ano pang grupo na alam nyo. magaling sa reverse psychology, negotiations at counter-attacks. tatagal pa ang OFW. tatagal pa kasi hindi pa natin alam kelan magbabago ang pilifens.kelan pa kaya? o may tsansa pa ba?
masarap ang isipin na kasama mo pamilya mo araw-araw. nakikita mo mga anak mong lumalaki at naaalagaan ng maayos.masarap kumain ng sitaw, ng bagoong, lechon, inihaw na isda, taba ng talangka. masarap manood ng pelikulang pinoy, luma man o bago. iba pa rin ang pakiramdam kung kilala mo kapitbahay mo, kasama sa simbahan o kapitan ng baranggay. ib pa rin sa pilifens, iba pa rin pag pinoy kasama mo (except pag kupal at utak-talangka) , iba pa rin pag nagku-kwento ka at naiintindihan ng iba kung ano sinasabi mo. iba pa rin ang tunog ng "mahal kita!", "day, ginahigugma tika. mingaw na ko nimo ba. kalagot!", " inday, diin ka na subong haw? ganahan guid ko simo ba". iba pa rin.
sige lang. tiis lang. dadating din ang pag-asa. sana wag nang tumakbong politiko si manny pacquiao. susmaryosep! tama na yung mga kupal ngayon. tama na, Joc-Joc. tama na, garci! stop it. stop it.
JEANNA B. AVENIDO
My daughter as a model
So my daughter had an even on August 8, 2008... One month after I took her to her "birthday gift" of a photo shoot. Special thanks to Richelle Rivas and her bf photographer, Milvene.
Check out her photo @ Simply Gray Studio's Website
Check out her photo @ Simply Gray Studio's Website
fridays and weekends
So I haven't been really writing a lot lately. I haven't even posted a lot of photos (as if i did before!). It's just that it has really been quite difficult for me to get an internet connection and time here. For a lot of reasons actually.
1. Not too much posts because I don't have my own laptop (yet). Though I get to use my bestfriend's Macky and some other housemate's units.
2. We haven't gotten a connection at home since we are thinking most of us aren't really staying most of the time at home... maybe except for weekends which is usually spent doing chores. You know, laundry, cooking and sleeping!
3. We might move out anytime-- we're actually praying not because the way that things are in the house is just perfect! Only zeng and I are sharing the space...
So there... today, I was lucky that fredelyn let me use her (office) USB modem... It's kinda slow but hey, it's so better than nothing!
1. Not too much posts because I don't have my own laptop (yet). Though I get to use my bestfriend's Macky and some other housemate's units.
2. We haven't gotten a connection at home since we are thinking most of us aren't really staying most of the time at home... maybe except for weekends which is usually spent doing chores. You know, laundry, cooking and sleeping!
3. We might move out anytime-- we're actually praying not because the way that things are in the house is just perfect! Only zeng and I are sharing the space...
So there... today, I was lucky that fredelyn let me use her (office) USB modem... It's kinda slow but hey, it's so better than nothing!
Unang Linggo sa Desyerto
Nakalipan na ang isang linggo dito sa bago kong tirahan (kung matatawag mo ba itong ganun). Nasa period of adjustment pa rin ako. Mainit dito. Kung nagrereklamo tayo sa init sa Pilipinas, walang kwenta yan. Lahat dito sa Dubai mainit!
Nung dumating kasi ako nung Huwebes (Sept 25) dito, gabi na, mga 8:30 ng gabi arabian time pero paglabas pa lang sa eroplano --- kasi dikami sa tube nakalabas marami atang flights na dumating, si diretso kami sa labas talaga ng eroplano at finerry papuntang arrival area. 33 deg centigrade ang temperature. Imagine?! gabi na yun! At nung magpunas ako, naku, gabi na nga mainit pa ang tubig!
Haay.. Niloloko ko nga sila na di naman tayo naglalaba dito eh... Nagbabanli tayo ng mga damit natin.
Malapit na daw ang winter-- papasok na daw so meaning di na gaanong kainitan ngayon.
Masanay na dapat ako... Tatlong taon ko tong bubunuin at mahigit pa. Para sa pamilya, lalong lalo na para sa anak.
*nagdadrama si dom*
Nung dumating kasi ako nung Huwebes (Sept 25) dito, gabi na, mga 8:30 ng gabi arabian time pero paglabas pa lang sa eroplano --- kasi dikami sa tube nakalabas marami atang flights na dumating, si diretso kami sa labas talaga ng eroplano at finerry papuntang arrival area. 33 deg centigrade ang temperature. Imagine?! gabi na yun! At nung magpunas ako, naku, gabi na nga mainit pa ang tubig!
Haay.. Niloloko ko nga sila na di naman tayo naglalaba dito eh... Nagbabanli tayo ng mga damit natin.
Malapit na daw ang winter-- papasok na daw so meaning di na gaanong kainitan ngayon.
Masanay na dapat ako... Tatlong taon ko tong bubunuin at mahigit pa. Para sa pamilya, lalong lalo na para sa anak.
*nagdadrama si dom*
Few days in dubai
its been a few days, barely a week in dubai. fast actually. cant imagine myself being really here.
it's eid holiday here. two days off work. but i have to be back to work tomorrow then weekend again.
am still adjusting. will write again soon.
it's eid holiday here. two days off work. but i have to be back to work tomorrow then weekend again.
am still adjusting. will write again soon.
Merry Go round
Everytime we go around the malls in the city I always let her see the merry go round without really letting her ride it since she was still a baby. Now, she's a baby no more! :( She's a big girl. Walking, talking a bit, eating.. oh... my baby is getting bigger!
Game Console
I wanted to have a game console. When I was younger there was the Nintendo Family COmputer, not to mention the Atari! hahaha. Really, I am that old (or young!).
Anyway, now there are just so many. about two years ago I got a small one -- nintendo's gameboy. But it was second hand. I think I also have to get a better one. How about Microsoft's game console? I heard it's simply one of the best. There are just so many to chose from. These game gadgets are amazing to see. With all those features that are "to die for". Wow.
How about scouring the web to see the best one?
Anyway, now there are just so many. about two years ago I got a small one -- nintendo's gameboy. But it was second hand. I think I also have to get a better one. How about Microsoft's game console? I heard it's simply one of the best. There are just so many to chose from. These game gadgets are amazing to see. With all those features that are "to die for". Wow.
How about scouring the web to see the best one?
Counting the days
I am about to leave my daughter for an offshore assignment.
My boss and I talked about it.. and he asked me if I have compared the possible income vs the cost of leaving her and my family (parents)... I told him.. It's not the same and not possible to compare. There is no comparison at all.
Family is family and career is career.
My boss and I talked about it.. and he asked me if I have compared the possible income vs the cost of leaving her and my family (parents)... I told him.. It's not the same and not possible to compare. There is no comparison at all.
Family is family and career is career.
Mama
Yesterday when I got home and surprised Andy that I AM home andy approached me... her usual crawl towards mommy she's here crawl...then began telling me (while pointing at me...) Mama... Mama... Moma!
the sweeeeeettttteeeesssssttttt thing.
Made me fill like hugging her and so proud of my little girl to be able to call me mama (even if she should be calling me mom).
the sweeeeeettttteeeesssssttttt thing.
Made me fill like hugging her and so proud of my little girl to be able to call me mama (even if she should be calling me mom).
Andrea at one year old
Andie is super duper hyper today. She knows a lot of things and loves showing off! :D
Enjoy her new exploits.
Enjoy her new exploits.
Listen and Follow
Andie is super duper hyper today. She knows a lot of things and loves showing off! :D
Enjoy her new exploits.
Enjoy her new exploits.
My personal Blog
I have began writing again. I am not superb but i passed my english subjects back in my school days.
here's my latest entry in my Personal Blog.
here's my latest entry in my Personal Blog.
Flashback, Fastforward
2007.
I was almost ready to give birth. Everything was almost in order. The management meeting that I was preparing for and facilitating was done and over. I was ready.
Today last year I was excited, I was nervous. I was hopeful. That with Andie's arrival she'd bring us closer... her father and I. (But how was I mistaken!)
Fast Forward. 2008.
I am excited to celebrate Andie's birthday. I have somehow taken a back seat at some of the things that I have been doing at work, thank God! But I am still excited on a lot of things happening at my workplace.
I just finished buying some of Andie's party needs. I need to settle the guest list, or have I settled it? I borrowed another kiddie pool, but I am still gonna measure the area where I'm setting it up. So there.
I am single now. Am happy. I think I am beginning to move on. I hate the guy for everything that he has done, God bless him... he needs it because of the things he did to me and andie. He'll reap whatever is due him. I know. So good luck.
Me? Happy. Blessed. Counting every blessing. So glad I decided to keep Andie. So happy to have finally realized how better a woman I am alone, hurt (ing).
I was almost ready to give birth. Everything was almost in order. The management meeting that I was preparing for and facilitating was done and over. I was ready.
Today last year I was excited, I was nervous. I was hopeful. That with Andie's arrival she'd bring us closer... her father and I. (But how was I mistaken!)
Fast Forward. 2008.
I am excited to celebrate Andie's birthday. I have somehow taken a back seat at some of the things that I have been doing at work, thank God! But I am still excited on a lot of things happening at my workplace.
I just finished buying some of Andie's party needs. I need to settle the guest list, or have I settled it? I borrowed another kiddie pool, but I am still gonna measure the area where I'm setting it up. So there.
I am single now. Am happy. I think I am beginning to move on. I hate the guy for everything that he has done, God bless him... he needs it because of the things he did to me and andie. He'll reap whatever is due him. I know. So good luck.
Me? Happy. Blessed. Counting every blessing. So glad I decided to keep Andie. So happy to have finally realized how better a woman I am alone, hurt (ing).
Crazy Toys
Her Lola Mama Baby showed Andie how to sit ontop of her "parked mode" stroller
She enjoyed it immensely!
Am gonna post one where she would almost lie ontop of the walker. grrrrr!!!
Inside the clothes hamper.
Lakwatsa ni Andrea
Andie with Sundee (the wedding singer) and Loriel (bride to be)
Posing with the bride
Fitting proper... (andie, murag korek!)
Andie meets JV!
We had her fitting for her gown at Pard's along Quirino. She met Josue Vito Tesado (JV)... This is gonna be the start of a great friendship! hahahah... [i-buya ba ang anak!]
Section X
We had a blast tonight. We met for coffee at Kangaroo Coffee Company (ok, plugging!) for Ping's despedida. He's leaving for Dubai this week and we're not seeing him in a long time, so we better get together. :D
Present tonight are Pat, Ping (of course!), Bubs, Ton, Rocky, Nor, Juliet, Lloyd and his wife, Espi.
We had to talk common language. After asking Ping if he's really really going to UAE, the "going down the memory lane" began.
And did we go back to 1998-1999! Juliet has this amazing memory of recalling things. Honest she has! Imagine, even classmates whom we only had a few months of interaction she was able to talk about them and their unforgettable memories-- IN DETAILS! Our bellies ached because of non-stop laughing and talking. They guys, except ping who was in the middle of the girls had to ask, ok what the heck are they talking about now.
They say high school days are the most memorable days of your life, I'd say I have to count section X days. diba yet?
Cleaning Teeth
Andie likes this commercial on TV where kids are told to brush their teeth 3x a day. It's cute, for kids. And really, if the intent was to capture the kids' attention, they certainly got it. Anyway, since Andie's teeth erupted a bit early, now that she is 11 months old, keeping that teeth clean is a challenge.
My friend went to the US recently and good thing too, I got her to buy my little girl a fluoride free toothpaste. And I got it yesterday.
Happy!
Andie at 11 months
Andie celebrates her 11th month-day today. I am very very excited. Why? There's so much happening to her already!
1st She has really began blabbering non stop. Her shrilling shouts, babababa... brrrr.... tatatta... and other more sounds she likes to make dominate the house the past days.
2nd She has started her attempts at walking. While before she'd just lift her feet off the ground when I attempt to put her down, now, she would like to walk or even her version of run towards the other end of the house.
3rd She likes table food. We've noticed it before. She does not like cerelac or other baby food. And take note, that's all the flavor... There's no choice but to feed her some table food! Geesh! And here I am I like giving her lots of soft things... As it turns out, she likes even solid foods (not even mashed!). Haaay.
4th She is beginning to master how to go down from the bed down to the floor, and that's about 2 feet high up.
5th She's gonna be a flower girl!
1st She has really began blabbering non stop. Her shrilling shouts, babababa... brrrr.... tatatta... and other more sounds she likes to make dominate the house the past days.
2nd She has started her attempts at walking. While before she'd just lift her feet off the ground when I attempt to put her down, now, she would like to walk or even her version of run towards the other end of the house.
3rd She likes table food. We've noticed it before. She does not like cerelac or other baby food. And take note, that's all the flavor... There's no choice but to feed her some table food! Geesh! And here I am I like giving her lots of soft things... As it turns out, she likes even solid foods (not even mashed!). Haaay.
4th She is beginning to master how to go down from the bed down to the floor, and that's about 2 feet high up.
5th She's gonna be a flower girl!
Midday OB-Gyn Visit
I remember this time of the year last year. I was so very very pregnant with my little girl and I was one of the many expectant mothers in line waiting to be seen by my Ob-Gyn. Today, as I sit in waiting at the lounge of Quirino Doctor's clinic I cannot help but smile to see everyone bustling about the room.
When I got there Dr Darleen was already in and was already seeing patients. I was maybe the 5th person to be seen or was it the 6th? I don't know but really I remember the feeling last year.
Anyway today was a long overdue visit to my Doc. She was pleasant, as always. Asked relevant questions, but this time I had to ask MY own questions. She was prepared to rebut! lol! At least even if I was 700 pesos poorer today I feel more confident that I have asked what needed to be asked.
Again, Wait for all the result in a day or two.
When I got there Dr Darleen was already in and was already seeing patients. I was maybe the 5th person to be seen or was it the 6th? I don't know but really I remember the feeling last year.
Anyway today was a long overdue visit to my Doc. She was pleasant, as always. Asked relevant questions, but this time I had to ask MY own questions. She was prepared to rebut! lol! At least even if I was 700 pesos poorer today I feel more confident that I have asked what needed to be asked.
Again, Wait for all the result in a day or two.
WaVes And GooDbyEs
Andie has learned how to wave about a month ago. But now she's really getting the knack of waving when told to do so... or when she hears Steve (of Blues' Clues) say "Goodbye!" She automatically raises her hand to do her own version of a wave.
I keep on painting pictures in my head of the day when she understands the idea of saying goodbye and how painful it can be especially when you say goodbye to people you love. And how more painful when the goodbye will mean really, goodbye and not just so long, until we meet again!
She's already 10 1/2 months old and she's really beginning to be a handful. She dances, she waves, she playfully bites us, even has her way of showing us when she wants to be carried! She's grown so fast that I am afraid when I the time I wave goodbye to her for me to leave her here I'd break down after I turn my back.
I better stop teaching her the wave. I'll try to teach her a new thing... To kiss. to welcome. But that is another story.
It's a preparation I have to make myself do, everyday. For her and for myself.
First Mother's Day
Today I am celebrating my 1st ever mother's day as a mom. It feels odd actually. To celebrate a thing that I am not really sure I am, you get me right? I feel I am too young to be a mother. yeah right!
Well, it wasn't very very very out of the ordinary. Except that today I am trying hard(er) to teach my daughter to call me mom. Aside from teaching her how to hug (I tell her this is what LOVE is... with the matching hug!) And I get a sweet smile as a reward and she lets me hug her again and again.
I brought her some new clothes. So much for expecting gifts for me. Then we went around Victoria Plaza. Went home, rest, slept.
Around afternoon some cousins went to our house to greet my mom, and me too...
We had dinner at Antonio's. Cool food. But dinakdakan is better in mts. (please expect another blog on it). Otherwise the food was ok. We asked tito buboy to bring us to People's Park (as I haven't been there yet!). Pictures will be uploaded later.
Great first mom's day. Next time will be even better when andie gets to talk. ;)
Well, it wasn't very very very out of the ordinary. Except that today I am trying hard(er) to teach my daughter to call me mom. Aside from teaching her how to hug (I tell her this is what LOVE is... with the matching hug!) And I get a sweet smile as a reward and she lets me hug her again and again.
I brought her some new clothes. So much for expecting gifts for me. Then we went around Victoria Plaza. Went home, rest, slept.
Around afternoon some cousins went to our house to greet my mom, and me too...
We had dinner at Antonio's. Cool food. But dinakdakan is better in mts. (please expect another blog on it). Otherwise the food was ok. We asked tito buboy to bring us to People's Park (as I haven't been there yet!). Pictures will be uploaded later.
Great first mom's day. Next time will be even better when andie gets to talk. ;)
Walker it is!
Haaay. I was defeated. I was not supposed to buy Andie a walker. I was firm on my decision. I was gonna let her walk without the aid of a walker (with wheels!). Alas, fate has a different plan. We had a small family gathering at my uncle's newly renovated house.
This is andie (in the walker) with tita patch!
And when she saw my Andie, how big and all, he thought of giving my daughter some stuff that his little one has grown out of. He told me, I might as well use it than it become a waste. 1st stop, He gave me my little cousin's walker! waaaaaaahhhhhhhh!!!! And andie loves it! Really.
After a day or two of getting used to how to use the toy, Andie got the hang of it and now she's cruising around with it. haaaay. So much for not having a walker.
It's now To walker!
Pedia Visit
Andie has just finished her 2 month treatment of Pyrazinamide (on May 4). On May 3 I made sure I brought her to her Pediatrician, Dr. Jack Estuart.
I wasn't sure I was bringing her in the morning as it was really gloomy, lest it rained. Andie'll get wet and might catch colds. That'll be another problem. Mama passed by the clinic to enlist us none the less. We were supposed to be number six on the list and Dr. Jack is arriving by 12 noon yet. I had time, I thought.
Andie was able to video chat with her aunt in canada before I prepped her for her doctor's appointment.
At Quirino Doctors
I arrived at the clinic with a lot of patients already on queue. Why was I not surprised? :) Doc Jack is sort of a famous doc here. Well, her wife is an OB-Gyn. (you do the math!).
Anyway, it was one of those days where Pedia's patients are more than that of the OBs. Sometimes it's the other way around.
I saw one of my officemates with her baby (and mother). Chit chat a bit and then before we know it, it was already our turn to be seen by Doc Jack.
Inside the Doctor's office
Doc Jack asked the usual questions, How's the baby. Has she been sick? Etc, etc, etc.
She (well, I was!) was instructed to continue her Rif and Iso. Otherwise my andie is a well baby. SHe was measured too, forgot how tall she is now! And then the doc listened to her hearbeat and other sounds that she may be doing!
Andie is still suffering from stranger anxiety, she's already standing on her own. She even takes small steps (cruising) when I put her to hold on to furnitures. She also scoots around the house so fast!
So, what's next? I hope she begins talking soon!
Getting Ready
When I was in High School I always dream of going abroad to work. I saw families who had one or two relatives who's out there earning dollars had a good life. Back then a "good" life was they have more than what I always had.
Now as I prepare myself to be ready to leave and face a new challenge in my life I begin to wonder. What is a good life?
I will be leaving to some other country and work my ass off for, I dunno, say 5 or 10 years, and leave behind a beautiful princess. It is a cost I have to pay. A consequence to a promise I thought would be kept but later on broken.
A good or better life?
I can actually stay and give what I can offer my precious little girl and my family too. But she doesn't deserve any hardship. She doesn't deserve anything less than what I can offer. She deserves to have more. She deserves the best. Better life means going to school and not worry about where to get your money to buy books and all those school supplies. Get the best education (meaning, not just the public/free education). Get the best food on the table (not just some viand now and the same tomorrow, and the next day). Pay off the house. Raise the college fund.
Tears
When I leave, it won't be long, I promise (whisper to andie). You have to wait for me. Enjoy being a kid and let me be your provider.
Now as I prepare myself to be ready to leave and face a new challenge in my life I begin to wonder. What is a good life?
I will be leaving to some other country and work my ass off for, I dunno, say 5 or 10 years, and leave behind a beautiful princess. It is a cost I have to pay. A consequence to a promise I thought would be kept but later on broken.
A good or better life?
I can actually stay and give what I can offer my precious little girl and my family too. But she doesn't deserve any hardship. She doesn't deserve anything less than what I can offer. She deserves to have more. She deserves the best. Better life means going to school and not worry about where to get your money to buy books and all those school supplies. Get the best education (meaning, not just the public/free education). Get the best food on the table (not just some viand now and the same tomorrow, and the next day). Pay off the house. Raise the college fund.
Tears
When I leave, it won't be long, I promise (whisper to andie). You have to wait for me. Enjoy being a kid and let me be your provider.
Walker or no walker
Andie is beginning to crawl - fast. She has been since about 2 months ago. Now, she scoots to wherever corner of the bed she wants to so fast that 1 second she is with me on one side, the next she heading towards or nearing the other edge of the bed.
I better start hiding all those loose books, stuff we have in the sala so I can put andie down on the floor and let her explore on her own. She stands up now too! Actually she has started standing up without really passing on how to sit down (on her own).
I think it’s ok though. Andie is a very very observant little girl. She loves watching Dora the explorer. And every time the Intro song is sang, she’d quickly stand up (with me holding her up) and dance or jump up and down as if getting excited. If she’s not dancing, you’d really notice that she is excited because you will feel her heartbeat beating faster. Haay, i remember those times when I would visit my OB Gyn for my monthly visits and she’ll use a dopler to listen to Andie’s heartbeat. How time flies!
Anyway, my mom and I has began discussing on the possibility of me buying Andie a walker. Initially I really want to. I think all kids I know of had one. I too had one. But with all the reading and some people telling me not to buy a typical walker lest I teach the baby to be lazy — walkers like these make the baby just fly around the room instead of letting them use their legs to really practice walking. If ever I do buy says another, I better buy those native ones, where there ain’t no wheels, made of rattan wood and the baby will really have to literally WALK. Just like the walker used by older people.
Decisions decisions. That’ll be over 1000pesos too if ever I buy one. hmmm. thinking…
Lottery and Bottle Feeding
A friend and I went to one of the malls today. She said we will go IF it wouldn’t rain. When we were walking to the jeepney stop it wasn’t but en route to the mall it began to drizzle. And I got a text message that it was already raining on the other side of the area where we were heading. I thought what the heck.
Friend invited me to join her to get a lotto ticket. Why not. I decided to get one too. My first I think. If it wasn’t maybe the second. 
While choosing my number I began to think, what are significant numbers in my life. Maybe my birthday, Andie’s… And then? Hmmm… I should begin collecting good numbers. Get people to share my life with and remember dates and numbers. And then use it as my combination for the lottery. But what is a good number? Lottery is a chance right? I hope that chance will favor us.
I got a text message that Andie has already started holding her milk bottle, at last!But alas, just as I thought, she wouldn’t show me her newfound skill. She’d only act like my baby… always! 
Spring Cleaning-- Or is it Summer Cleaning?
It's Summer here in the Philippines. We do not have Spring season. It is just wet and wetter or hot and hotter. Take your pick.
I realized that I have really taken for granted my blogger blog. I was so absorbed with another site. Anyway, I am back and I am spring cleaning.
I will be posting as often as I can. I will keep everyone updated. And another thing, I have updated my blog name. For those who read my posts here, it had a previous name. Now I am really spring cleaning!
Happy reading!
I realized that I have really taken for granted my blogger blog. I was so absorbed with another site. Anyway, I am back and I am spring cleaning.
I will be posting as often as I can. I will keep everyone updated. And another thing, I have updated my blog name. For those who read my posts here, it had a previous name. Now I am really spring cleaning!
Happy reading!
Rooming In -Tale of a new mom 5
After a few hours of giving birth I came to as the nurses were wheeling me (or about to) to my room. They told me that they’re gonna bring me to my room now. I just nodded feeling quite dizzy still.
My mama was waiting inside the room when I was brought back. With her was my aunt helen. I was asked to lift my bottoms again so they can transfer me to the bed. How can they ask me to do that! After all that pushing I did, can’t they just lift me up and transfer me? haaay…
I knew it was still before 8:30, the tv showed it was still the morning show of ABS-CBN. So it wasn’t that long after I gave birth yet.
All of a sudden there were nurses around me. I have a student nurse, again. Some instructions were given and then I am left alone. Mind you, vital signs were taken every 15 minutes. And when you are super tired, it felt like they were so annoying… But I had to be patient… My sister is doing something like this…I don’t want her to suffer if I give the student nurse a hard time…
I must have dozed off, the next time I opened my eyes, they were wheeling in my baby. All cleaned up and dressed up like a babe! I haven’t seen a more adorable baby than my Andie… She looked so sweet. So innocent, with her very very black hair (and lots of it!), red lips, and very pink complexion! She looks like her father! In fact, she is the very image of her father, just a feminine version…
Delivery Room - Tale of a new mom 5
At 5:30AM when the PGI announced that I am ready to give birth I practically exhaled a sigh of relief. Said a short prayer and here goes everything.
Funny, when I was about to deliver I still have to climb down the bed (with the help of the midwife) and ride the wheelchair… wheel out of the labor room and into the delivery room. They called my attending physician, Dra. Darleen Estuart and prepared me on the table. It was not a very easy task climbing onto the delivery table I tell you! Especially when you are so ready to let out the baby in one go!
There I was on the delivery table, people around me seemed very busy all of a sudden. They were telling me not to push just yet… Dr. Darleen is on her way just yet… and they are still preparing everything… whatever it is that they are preparing! [giggle]. I was asked to move up and down of the table in preparation… amidst all the pain, I was asked to raise my bottom and move up and down the darned table. Can’t they just carry me and position me properly?
At the right side of the room was a wall clock. It’s now almost 6AM. I am ready to push. Doctor gave me instructions on what to do, and then it began… Real labor. The real act of getting the baby out into the world. They told me to push, not to shout when pushing and that I push together as they count. First push, I shouted. Dr. Darleen scolded me, as well as all the other people there. They told me to be quiet when pushing. I pushed and pushed to no avail… Dr Darleen asked the people to change my position (the leg was raised) and then so many push. But still nothing… It’s past 6 now. This time, one of the midwife (i think) helped me push Andie out.
One, two, three… and then I felt it. She’s out. Heard the loveliest cry I have heard my whole life. And then I saw the baby, very pink and lotsa hair! Lotsa curly hair! They cleaned the baby and then let her suck on to my nipple for a short time and then let me kiss her.
Andrea Felice is born July 27,2007 @ 6:36AM… I passed out.
Active Labor - Tale of a new mom 4
It’s past 10 and I am not allowed to stand up from my hospital bed. My water is already leaking, or so they say. And this means I am totally not allowed to leave the bed, not even to pee. Imagine, after about 25 years of going to the bowl to pee, I now have to pee using a bed pan, what?! Yeah, s#*t happens! hahahah…
Mind you, I pleaded my case. I told the nurses that I can still carry myself, pains are still far apart (yeah right!). But it was a futile exercise. I was not allowed to leave my bed, that’s my OB’s orders nurse says. So there I was, in bed, almost 11pm, they gave me an IV so the water won’t dry out until I am fully dilated. The nurse there also gave me a sedative for me to sleep, I will be needing the strength she tells me so I have to sleep and save it.
I awoke to a very very painful back. I looked at the watch inside the room and it says 2AM. Geesh, I slept for about two hours and now I am fully awake because of this agonizing pain. I tell you, it is painful. Very very painful.
It was sharp and it’s from my back. I can’t begin to describe how it really feels actually. It is just that… painful. So painful I could begin swearing. But Thea’s reminder kept ringing to my ears, “Dom maski unsa mahitabo, poise! As in, poise in the middle of the pain, poise sa pag ire, basta poise. Remember dili ka tabangan sa mga nurse ug mga tao didto ug magsige ka arte.” So even if I was really thrusting my butt forward (because of pain), I was like… hmmm… and biting my lips to contain the pain. At about 3am I asked my student nurse to go find a doctor so I can be checked. The pain has doubled, tripled or quadrupled and I think I cannot hold back my baby from pushing it forward.
A few minutes after, I saw the resident put on her gloves and now positioning herself to check me. Then she said, 6cms. I was like, what?! That resident reminded me not to push since I still have 4 cms to wait on to and that whatever pain that I may feel I should just breathe and try not to push, hold it in. Haaaaaaaa…. I was now crying out to God, it is so painful. Super painful and I don’t think I can endure it a minute, let alone hours more.
About an hour and a half after I was really in pain, I asked the students to go call a nurse so I can ask for additional sedative or anything that can at least help me with the pain… I cannot forget my line that instant, “Nurse, please do something about the pain…” hahahah… In active labor and I can coherently ask my nurse to do something about my labor pains! She just told me, “Only epidural can be given to you since we already gave you a sedative last night, it will be very bad for the baby…” Oh… epidural.. how much is that?, I asked. 7-10K. I was reeling… I cannot afford it.. I will be needing every peso saved. So I was like, please, rub my back! wahahaha!
At about 4:30AM, the pain has escalated. And this time, I really think holding back the andie is already impossible. I can feel that it is really time to push her out. Otherwise, Andie will push herself out of my tummy! One of the PGI (Post Graduate Intern) was awake, I asked him to check if it is possible for me to deliver the baby now. Yes, you read it correctly, the PGI is male. At this point, I really do not care as long as I get the baby out, male or not, just check me! That PGI was like, are you sure? “The other lady doctors are asleep…” I just told him, please… check! Okay, he was getting ready, he wore his gloves and when he was about to have me ready, a lady doctor came in. (And by God, he was like, thank goodness!) hahaha…
Okay here goes… pain has escalated since last night. I am ready to push… And… The lady doc (I really don’t know her name… sorry!) announced, 10cms, ready na ito! I was, thank you Lord!
In Labor - Tale of a New mom Part 3
I was asked to stay in bed until after the Internal exam to see whether my bag of water is still in tact (or not). And to really check my current condition.
After about an hour I was told that I can still walk around but cannot go out of the lobby. So there I was, in my funny gown, which I tell you always gets opened, all 39 weeks pregnant and in labor walking around the delivery room.
While I’m walking around I hear another woman in labor (she’s there since morning says the other pregnant woman in labor) crying out in pain. Honestly, even if I was all cool and calm, nervousness started creeping in. Will I be wailing in pain as that young girl? She’s 18 years old by the way. Petite, pretty, but in pain. In so much pain.. 
So, back to me. I can go out of the Delivery room into a short lobby (but still inside a hallway towards another operating room). I can walk around the area. Talk to my mama if she goes there or whoever goes there to see me.
People who saw me: Of course my Mama, aunt Helen, uncle Jun, aunt Marichu, cousin Ching and friend Wilmer–who has an operation in the other room.
They were like are you feeling fine? How long will you be there? Are you hungry? duh! I was like, I am okay… I feel fine. Contractions are far apart.
At about 5pm, Dr Darleen went inside the Delivery room to deliver one woman’s baby (the youngster). She talked to my mom for a short while while we were outside… She told my mom I was getting nervous. ha!
At around 7pm, Doc had me checked for another Internal Exam, I am still 4-5cms. After many hours of walking and the baby is still floating. geeesh! she tells me, it may progress fast or it may take many many more hours. Okay, at least I can still walk. But I am getting hungry.
At almost 10pm and many checks by the midwives, nurses and student nurse Doc Darleen did another check. I peed first and then went to walk towards the Internal Exam room. This time it was weird. The moment doc put in her fingers to check, some water leaked out. She asked if I peed or was I feeling the urge to pee. I said no, I just peed. Oh, your water might be leaking, she tells me. She inserted another apparatus to verify and indeed my water is leaking and I am not allowed at this point to walk around, to stand up. From there I am already to be wheeled back to my bed.
Hospital - Tale of a new mom (Part 2)
It’s my first time to be admitted to the hospital. I do not know how it goes when you go inside the emergency room (ER). I do not know what to expect.
Tito Jong, Mama and Love were the ones there when I was admitted. Tito had to ask one of the hospital people (a nurse maybe) to get me a wheelchair… geesh! They had to rush and look for one. I guess it (was) one of those days when a lot of patients came in to get hospital care. Anyway, on I go. I saw a familiar face, a friend from way back. She didn’t see me though.
When I was seated on the wheelchair one student nurse got information from me while my mother was “booking” me a room. I am supposed to get a bed in the ward. I was psyched to get a ward room in order to save the money we have. I really don’t know how much the delivery will cost me (us) so I have to be the frugal self. Just in case. But, OB ward is already full and I have to choose between a private room semi-private room. So, semi private it is.
After all was settled I was wheeled to the Delivery Room at the 2nd floor of the Brokenshire Hospital. My mother tells me that she also traveled the same route (to the 2nd floor) when she gave birth to me. The orderly wheeled me there and a nurse helped me don the gown. I wore a gown without anything underneath. No kidding… it’s SOP.
While mama went to the room to “settle” I was wheeled to the “inner” delivery room area where I was to be checked. I had an internal exam (yeeee!!!), and then a lot of people came to talk/ interview me. A nurse, a Doctor (they call it a PGI), a midwife, who also checked me often for contractions, and lastly a student nurse. It’s already past 2 and I haven’t had any lunch. The nurse in the delivery room told me that I was past the luncheon delivery of the hospital so I have to settle for biscuits and juice.
After everything was checked and rechecked, I was allowed to walk. By this time I was 4cms open (my cervix) and the water bag is still in tact. Contractions are about 5-6 mins apart and not that painful (considering the other patients inside the labor room). I was allowed to walk around the delivery room area as well as on the outer area but not beyond there. So I walked, and walked and walked.
Tale of a new mom
Tale of a new mom…
July 25, 2007 - Went to my OB-Gyn at around 2pm. The usual stuff happened. She checked my blood pressure, asked me of my discharges… I am already 39 weeks pregnant. She tells me that I can actually give birth anytime now. And I should give birth soon! She’s leaving on Aug 4 so I might as well tell my baby to come out soon now. Then back to work.
Slept at about 10PM. Feel tired tonight. Actually thinking of giving birth tomorrow. I just might. 
July 26, 2007 - Woke up at about 5:30AM as usual.. I ate my breakfast
with mama, a li’l chit chat… then went in to take a bath. Inside the Bathroom, saw some pink stain on my underwear. I called my mama and showed it to her, even showed it to my sister (who’s a nursing student). THey asked me if I have contractions, I said I do have them but it still about 30-1 hour apart… and it was not as intense as they are telling me. So I took my bath and got ready to go to work.
At the office, OPS peeps keeps asking my why I am still at work, aren’t I gonna give birth soon.. Just told them, I just might today! When I went to the CR though it became apparent that I am on my way to give birth, when I peed, some blood went with it. There was no pain though… really. When I went back to our office, to my table and told the guys about the blood, they were like, what?! Punta ka na sa hospital… Hahahha! I was so cool and they are really getting very nervous. My YM status was –> Baby on the way! A lot asked me where I was and that I should have myself admitted to the hospital. hahaha! About 9:40AM, I called my mama who just came in her office and told her about the blood and that our company nurse advised me to go to the hospital lest I give birth in the office!
Before going back home, yes, I went back home (pa!), I was able to send some emails at work then I called my hun, and tol him I might give birth today or tomorrow. and that I won’t be able to be online for some time. and he has to call me.
At around 11am, mama called me and asked me where I am, and when she learned that I am still in the office, she told me to hurry up and go home. Everyone’s getting nervous!
Jay carried my things down and let me get a taxi for me to go home. THanks jay!
At home, Mama and Love are ready to go to hospital… I was like dilly-dallying. My contractions were still far apart. I thought, why hurry?
Tito Jong (papa’s youngest bro) is at home, his gf Ivy is also at his house, good thing! Tito jong can drive me to the hospital… I just let him buy food for ivy and gas for the car. (Thanks for the ride ivy!)
Do's and Don'ts after giving birth
I have endured the whole ordeal of labor and delivery, thank God! It made me realize a lot of things (which will be discussed in another post). And having done it alone. Literally alone the whole 9 months! Having people to visit you really is so welcome.
I awoke (fully) near lunch time. The baby was already beside me, beautifully sleeping.Mama took care of her, my aunt also made sure everything was in place. My food, baby’s things and all the other stuff that I might be needing was in place.
Visitors came pouring in around that time too. I had to sort of “freshen” up so I can look welcoming. ha! But I was allowed to not be that pleasant. 16 hours of labor isn’t easy you know!
There were a lot of things I wasn’t allowed to do. And this is almost true in our culture
1. I wasn’t allowed to take a bath. Elders says that you spent all your energy pushing the baby out, you should get it back first. True or not, I am following this. I was only allowed to wash my down there, then have a face towel to clean myself up.
2. Do not carry heavy things (besides your baby of course) or have someone do your heavy house chores. Related to number one.
3. Eat plenty of veggies, especially malunggay or moringa. It will help you produce more milk. In the Philippines there’s already capsuled malunggay.
4. Eat enough food, drink plenty of fluids.
5. Let the baby suck on you so milk will flow out. I do not believe that you don’t have milk. We all have. We are mammals, we have mammary glands!
6. If you’re not breastfeeding, choose the best milk that closely follows the taste of breastmilk.
7. Follow the advise given by your mom. You’ll thank her when you’re older!
Coffee... what's good about it!
Coffee lovers may be raising their cups at the growing stream of positive news about their favorite drink. For healthy adults, having two or three cups of joe daily generally isn’t harmful and it may have health perks. Some recent findings even suggest that coffee may help lower the risk of diseases like diabetes and heart disease.
A cup of coffee contains about 1 gram of soluble fiber, the type that can help lower cholesterol, according to a recent report in the Journal of Agricultural and Food Chemistry.
Recent Harvard studies, involving more than 193,000 people, found that regular coffee drinkers had a significantly lower risk of type 2 diabetes than those who abstained. The more they drank, the lower their risk.
Despite coffee’s reputation for being bad for the heart, recent epidemiologic studies haven’t found a connection; some even suggest coffee can be protective. A study in the American Journal of Clinical Nutrition reported that healthy people 65 and over who drank four or more cups of caffeinated beverages daily (primarily coffee) had a 53 percent lower risk of heart disease than non-coffee-drinkers.
Coffee has more antioxidants per serving than blueberries do, making it the top source of antioxidants in our diets. Antioxidants help quell inflammation, which might explain coffee’s effect in inflammation-related diseases like diabetes and heart disease.
Magnesium found in coffee might help make cells more sensitive to insulin (increased insulin sensitivity results in healthier blood glucose levels).
Caffeine seems to have its own beneficial effects; the diabetes studies found that those who drank regular coffee had lower risks of the disease than decaf drinkers.
Caffeinated-coffee drinking has also been linked with reduced risk of Parkinson’s disease, gallstones, cirrhosis and liver cancer.
Bottom Line:
For most people who enjoy coffee, there’s no reason to cut back; there may even be health benefits. However, for some, exceeding one’s caffeine tolerance—which varies—can cause irritability, headache and insomnia. The temporary rise in heart rate and blood pressure could cause problems for people with heart disease, and new moms should be aware that caffeine passes into breast milk.
http://food.yahoo.com/articles/eatingwell/20858/filtering-the-facts-7-fresh-perks-from-coffee
How to get rid of an ex. [one of the best articles I read on this matter!]
| MAU-RK! Mabuhay kayo. how to get rid of an ex |
i should not be writing this but i must. i am not a mobile person, and I keep on forgetting my mobile phone, and when I got home I saw a message asking this question. HOW TO GET RID OF AN EX?
Well first and first foremost, let us go back to the basics. Let us draw the principles of an EX(may it be lover or something else). The basic definition of an ex is:
The prefix ex- first appeared in English words in the Middle English in words borrowed from French. It comes from the Latin where it was both a prefix and a preposition. Later in the Middle English period it became a productive prefix. It is akin to Ancient Greek (εκ-, εχ-, εχω-). Its meaning ranges from
- 1. "out, away" (example (exit)
- 2. "up" (abstract meaning indicating increase or strengthening of a particular quality, often negative - sometimes called intensive) (example (exaggeration, exacerbate)
- 3. "former, prior" (examples (ex-boyfriend, ex-president) This is a much later development and did not exist in Latin.
-wikipedia.org-
So for the basic sense of the word it is a former. So how would you get rid of the former MAU? Hmmm, hold your horses guys and gals... hooo. The simple answer is WE CAN NOT! And please dont laugh... tell me how can you get rid of something you can not see? But please be reminded that this is only applicable to those normal cases... it is a case to case basis. and if you have a different scenario, please contact Joe D' Mango or Dr. Love, I could not help you. Or maybe I could but it might take ages before I could brew a perfect formula.
But if you're question is how to forget an ex, or maybe how to eradicate her/him out of your routinary semi Pentium 1 system. Here are some things you could do.
keep your thoughts sane, rearrange your room(if you have one), by doing this you could see a different point of view. Its like reformatting your Operating System in your brain, by rearranging your room please dont forget to take things that would remind you of your ex. Please be reminded you are taking things that reminds you of your ex not because you antagonizing or your angry. ANGER is the last thing you want to feel while your doing this.
If you dont want to that, here's another tip, pick up a new hobby, change your lifestyle , do something that you have never done before. Collecting Garbage and recycling is a healthy habit, its something I am certain we dont normally do, by doing this we change not only our life but the mother earth's life span. Okay, if your thinking I am being silly then take something that you have never done before. BUT REMEMBER DO SOMETHING FOR THE BETTER. IF it will end you up in a MENTAL ASYLUM or JAIL then please don't do it. A diversion of attention can make a great difference
Fine you still feel lonely and helpless, then here's another option. Go make friends, or get reunited with past friendships, or relive your Former childhood "BARKADA" bonding moments. Just be certain of something, that your not placing your ex as an excuse to use the time of these people. Because if you do your only placing yourself in a circumstance where you are living life for a shadow of a non existent FORMER. and if you are on your low moments you are vulnerable to unnecessary temptations. AND I KNOW YOU DINT WANT TO DO THAT. Well if you want... then ITS UP TO YOU... JUST DONT COME BACK TO ME OR TO YOUR FRIENDS IF YOUR IN ANOTHER SH*T. Remember your ex is not your oxygen, you can live without him/her by your side. Its a habit of seeing or being with her/him, and all habits can be break. Hard...but it is possible.
And if everything doesn't seem to work, and you still feel that you love/ need that person. Then Gamble a little more. Push Your limits until you could give no more. Its like a diarrhea, when you dont have anything more to give then that's it.. no matter how you try, thats it. No more. Its like trying hard to puff a smoke from a cigarette left only with its filter, and that's it. But there is no harm in trying though. But dont push hard when it says pull. Learn to stop when you see RED. it means your bleeding .
okay, I will not include the thing about looking for a new relationship. change is a constant thing. Its part of the cycle. it could and might happen. one way or the other. DONT FORCE TO UPLOAD A NEW PROGRAM TO A system that is incompatible. it will never run..
the bottom line is this... no matter what we do the only time can tell. we can never forget someone who was part of our life, no matter what, they exist in the past. no matter how good or bad the relationship is, you would remember them one way or the other.
lesson number one, we can not get rid of an ex... they are already gone. lesson number two, to move on out of a relationship is create change. lesson number three, do some diversion. lesson number four reunite within people. lesson number five dont push when it says pull.
and for the major rules...the only way to move on is watch the clock/calendar... only time heals all kinds of wound. there is no best remedy for longing but wanting... but wanting is superficial feeling. we just created this force because we got used to this feeling that we are being needed.. and we needed that other person. but after the break up its all wanting...
not love itself but the habit of being there.
oh well i guess i made a lot of circles, and i made my point clear. just imagine... if i replied through text message it might have cost me so much.
loving and losing is part of the deal.. nobody said its easy.
darkmau
MALAYA!
-from the man in the fridge-
Small Talk
I never thought hearing a word as simple as mama or mommy meant so much
. Especially when spoken by a lips of a less than 6 month old baby. 
Andie is begginning to talk. Mamamama... Papapapa (so that's my mom and dad). Nananana (that's her tita yaya-yna) . Me? I am contented with her crying when she sees me as if asking me to pick her up. She'll eventually learn Momm.
. Especially when spoken by a lips of a less than 6 month old baby. Andie is begginning to talk. Mamamama... Papapapa (so that's my mom and dad). Nananana (that's her tita yaya-yna) . Me? I am contented with her crying when she sees me as if asking me to pick her up. She'll eventually learn Momm.
EDSA.my.thoughts.
Its a holiday in the Philippines. It is EDSA's 22nd year. For those people who doesnt know EDSA, In the Philippines, when one mentions EDSA, it's not just the longest street, yes, it is a street (Epifanio delos Santos Ave.) but a symbol of democracy. How our fathers, uncles, aunts fought for freedom from a dictator that was Marcos.
I was so young during the 1st EDSA revolution. I was just about 5 years old then. (do your math how old i am!) 2nd EDSA or peaceful overthrowing of government was in 2001? or 2002. I forgot! haha. I was in college. I wasn't allowed to join. Papa didn't want me in the streets, so was the ex boyfriend.
Honestly, what did we really get out of it? Democracy? And then what? After so many years of enjoying the supposed democracy people get tired of it. Or people get tired of the leaders then we call another "EDSA". I am sad that this happened and happening again to the country. Call me apathetic now but, I tell you, until we all sit down and think about what we want, it will just be another rally after rally.
Now, am waiting for ABS-CBN's telecast of the OSCAR's.
I was so young during the 1st EDSA revolution. I was just about 5 years old then. (do your math how old i am!) 2nd EDSA or peaceful overthrowing of government was in 2001? or 2002. I forgot! haha. I was in college. I wasn't allowed to join. Papa didn't want me in the streets, so was the ex boyfriend.
Honestly, what did we really get out of it? Democracy? And then what? After so many years of enjoying the supposed democracy people get tired of it. Or people get tired of the leaders then we call another "EDSA". I am sad that this happened and happening again to the country. Call me apathetic now but, I tell you, until we all sit down and think about what we want, it will just be another rally after rally.
Now, am waiting for ABS-CBN's telecast of the OSCAR's.
Lazy Saturday
It's gonna be another lazy saturday today. 
I planned on going to the mall, SM or wherever but, Andie got sore eyes! ew! I was called off work yesterday in fact! haaay!
Suggestions please?!
(sobrang walang magawa eh!)
I planned on going to the mall, SM or wherever but, Andie got sore eyes! ew! I was called off work yesterday in fact! haaay!
Suggestions please?!
(sobrang walang magawa eh!)
I refuse to...
This is an apt description of what I have gone through, going through! shet! nung binasa ko to parang, yikes! nabasa ata ng babaeng ito ang aking pinagdadaanan... heheh..
#############################################################################
I refuse to I refuse to wait for you any longer. There was a time in my life when I would have saved myself for you alone. In my heart no one else would do. I belonged to no one else but you. That isn’t me anymore. My heart finally caught up with my brain and I finally saw that all of it was just nothing but fantasies. Dreams that only I wanted. There was no hope left for us. As each day passed, it became clearer to me that it was never meant to be. We were never meant to be. I refuse to live in the past. What we shared lives in the past, it doesn’t control me any longer. Don’t get me wrong, I will forever treasure it but I won’t let it hold me back. I won’t let it ruin who I was and who I am now. For a time, I almost forgot who I was without you. I’ll never let that happen again. I won’t ever lose myself again. I refuse to fight anymore. For several months now, I’ve been fighting. I’ve been fighting for our friendship and for us. However, no matter what I do, I seem to be losing. Whenever I feel as if I’m going to buckle down because of the pressure, the thought that somehow maybe you are fighting for us too kept me going. But months have passed, I haven’t heard from you. Somehow I finally realized that I was the only one fighting for us. I was doing everything I could possibly can for someone who was and never will be mine. I refuse to believe that you didn’t love me. Somehow, someway, I know that I have a place in your heart. You may not have been able to love me the way I wanted you to love me but I know that even for just a second, you really did love me. I refuse to lose hope. It may not be you. It may take me forever to find him, but I will. Tears have been streaming down my cheeks for too long but not anymore. I have learned so many things from all this. Things that I felt should have been taught to me some other less painful way but somehow I don’t regret it. It made me stronger. It made me look inside myself and really see who I really am and not who I thought I was. Hope kept me going. The hope for better things to come, the same hope that one day I will finally be over you.
###############
#############################################################################
I refuse to I refuse to wait for you any longer. There was a time in my life when I would have saved myself for you alone. In my heart no one else would do. I belonged to no one else but you. That isn’t me anymore. My heart finally caught up with my brain and I finally saw that all of it was just nothing but fantasies. Dreams that only I wanted. There was no hope left for us. As each day passed, it became clearer to me that it was never meant to be. We were never meant to be. I refuse to live in the past. What we shared lives in the past, it doesn’t control me any longer. Don’t get me wrong, I will forever treasure it but I won’t let it hold me back. I won’t let it ruin who I was and who I am now. For a time, I almost forgot who I was without you. I’ll never let that happen again. I won’t ever lose myself again. I refuse to fight anymore. For several months now, I’ve been fighting. I’ve been fighting for our friendship and for us. However, no matter what I do, I seem to be losing. Whenever I feel as if I’m going to buckle down because of the pressure, the thought that somehow maybe you are fighting for us too kept me going. But months have passed, I haven’t heard from you. Somehow I finally realized that I was the only one fighting for us. I was doing everything I could possibly can for someone who was and never will be mine. I refuse to believe that you didn’t love me. Somehow, someway, I know that I have a place in your heart. You may not have been able to love me the way I wanted you to love me but I know that even for just a second, you really did love me. I refuse to lose hope. It may not be you. It may take me forever to find him, but I will. Tears have been streaming down my cheeks for too long but not anymore. I have learned so many things from all this. Things that I felt should have been taught to me some other less painful way but somehow I don’t regret it. It made me stronger. It made me look inside myself and really see who I really am and not who I thought I was. Hope kept me going. The hope for better things to come, the same hope that one day I will finally be over you.
###############
Doing something right
Last night I believe I did something right.
I evacuated all my things from the x's house.
It was soooo painful mind you. I had to go through taking all things that i thought was mine and left things that was his.
The most painful of all... Andie was with me. She was so cranky last night that I thought she knew what I was doing. All through the night I was in his house, Andie was crying. Well, I guess that is a part of what I have to endure when Andie will grow up.
I talked to his cousin. She said Andie is kawawa... I beg to disagree... She will never be. In fact, when she is older I would say she'd agree to what I have done.
;) Moving on? I guess so.
I evacuated all my things from the x's house.
It was soooo painful mind you. I had to go through taking all things that i thought was mine and left things that was his.
The most painful of all... Andie was with me. She was so cranky last night that I thought she knew what I was doing. All through the night I was in his house, Andie was crying. Well, I guess that is a part of what I have to endure when Andie will grow up.
I talked to his cousin. She said Andie is kawawa... I beg to disagree... She will never be. In fact, when she is older I would say she'd agree to what I have done.
;) Moving on? I guess so.
Radiant Certainty
The past week has been hell. From thinking.. and thinking and thinking... A lot of questions have popped in my mind, almost all of those un-answered. In the midst of it all, I beleive what kept me going is my little one, Andie and God's grace that I know, with Radiant Certainty is always there.
This came in my inbox yesterday and I want to share it with you.
Thanks to all who made sure I won't break down (infront of people).
Radiant Certainty
by Jon Walker
This came in my inbox yesterday and I want to share it with you.
Thanks to all who made sure I won't break down (infront of people).
Radiant Certainty
by Jon Walker
“I tell you the truth, you will weep and mourn while the world rejoices. You will grieve, but your grief will turn to joy. A woman giving birth to a child has pain because her time has come; but when her baby is born she forgets the anguish because of her joy that a child is born into the world. So with you: Now is your time of grief, but I will see you again and you will rejoice, and no one will take away your joy.” (John 16:20-22 NIV)
There are some days when, frankly, I don’t feel much like worshiping God. There are probably more days like that than I’d care to admit.
But usually those are days when I’m staring at my circumstances and making faithless judgments about what I see around me. And I struggle with the God-truth that he is in the circumstances surrounding my life – all the circumstances.
Have you ever considered that heartbreak is part of God’s “plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future”? (Jeremiah 29:11 NIV) We put so much energy into avoiding the hurt, when God would have us embrace it. He wants us to know he can heal our hurts, even use them for his benefit. He wants us to faithfully believe that the circumstances we think are harming us are actually positive situations God is engineering.
God, who is omnipotent, sees the breadth and depth of our circumstances, and he knows his plans for our lives. Thinking, then, like Christ, we can slowly – perhaps ever so slowly – begin to understand that avoiding the pain in our lives is actually an act of faithlessness. God calls us to faith in him during difficult circumstances; we’d rather place our faith in avoiding the circumstances.
As always, Jesus shows us the way – because he is the Way. Jesus embraced the pain of God’s plan for his life, and he did it with full faith that God was still working the plan to bring a “hope and a future” to your life and mine. (Jeremiah 29:11 NIV) Christ was so sure his grief would turn to joy that he showed a radiant certainty in God’s faithfulness (“Radiant certainty” is a phrase William Barclay uses to describe the attitude of Jesus at the Last Supper).
Our Brother Jesus, who is also our King, was heading into a crisis that would cost him his life, yet he was so certain – radiantly certain – of God’s faithfulness that not one of his disciples even discerned the gravity of the crisis! Jesus was so certain of God’s faithfulness that it radiated throughout his whole being.
And we also can have this radiant certainty about God’s hand in our lives. We can say, when it comes to God’s faithfulness, “I know because I know that I know.” That’s radiant certainty! The cross was Christ’s glory, not his penalty – and the same is true of difficult circumstances in our lives.
What now?
· God’s faithful character – You will develop this radiant certainty in God when you learn to trust in his faithful character. Your daily worship of God is irrevocably tied to your faith in God.
· Praise God anyway – You must choose to praise and worship God every day, no matter what the circumstances of your life. Developing a radiant certainty in God begins with simple steps of faith and obedience.
· Respond to God, not your circumstances – When faced with a painful or difficult circumstance, ask God, “How do you want me to respond to this?” Keep your eyes wise for the “Why me?” traps that lie about your circumstances.
· You can be radiantly certain of this: Difficult circumstances are opportunities for you to intentionally focus your faith in God and see what he will do to give you hope and healing.
© 2007 Jon Walker. All rights reserved.
Letting Go
Letting Go |
| by Shirley |
| There's nothing but the good country surrounding me. The moon is shining brightly over the tree tops and its reflection on the water is such a beautiful sight. This is a perfect place for two people who are in love ... As I sit here thinking about all the time I have wasted, just sorting out my life -- I never really realized what loneliness was until you were gone. It seemed as though things were going so good until one day you left without a single trace. All of our plans for the future were shattered. There was to be no more of you and I together. You were gone, gone forever. I still remember the times we shared, but slowly these memories are going too. One day they'll be gone just like you ... I'm trying desperately to find you and bring you back to me. I dream about you every day and pray that you'll come back, but it's hopeless. There's no use in pretending, cause deep down in my heart I know you've found another. Someone to take my place, someone who'll love you -- but never like I loved you. And even though you've found another, I'll be true to you, even though you've asked me not to ... My life seems so meaningless now. I'm useless - why was I ever placed on this earth? What purpose do I serve? None, none whatsoever. People tell me that another will come along and take your place, but where is he? Who is he? Sometimes I feel like giving up on life, on love, on everything, but I can't. My spirits won't let me. I must go on - with or without you. The things that ever really meant anything to me are gone - vanished - never to come back to me again. All I have left now is my dignity, but slowly that is slipping away too ... I have to get a grip on myself -- I can't let this get me down. Life must go on. Maybe it's good that the memories are going, maybe then I can go on with my life as meaningless as it seems now. I don't hold it against you because you left me. It's like they always say, "Let him go and if he really loves you, he'll come back to you." But it's not that simple, now is it? The only way to having true love is to realize that someday it may be lost. Believe me, I realized that a long time ago ... The funny thing about all of this is if you were to come back - I actually don't believe I would take you back. I don't deserve such pain and torture. If you left me once, you could do it again ... Goodbye, my long lost love - maybe we'll meet again some day. |
we are nothing but
Link
Maraming salamat mauro. Maraming salamat raissa. Maraming salamat Chay. Maraming salamat sa lahat ng mahal ako at mahal ang anak ko.
Masaya ako at nakilala ka ni RK.
Maraming salamat mauro. Maraming salamat raissa. Maraming salamat Chay. Maraming salamat sa lahat ng mahal ako at mahal ang anak ko.
Masaya ako at nakilala ka ni RK.
Letting God...
I have fought many times for my love. But I guess dadating ka rin sa point na tama na. Suko na. Nagpapakatanga na. Matagal na akong tanga sa kanya... Honest. Ang daming kaibigan ko ang gusto akong sabunutan... Eh sa mahal ko yung tao eh... Wala kayong magagawa.
Heto galing sa isang kaibigan. Salamat!
Heto galing sa isang kaibigan. Salamat!
After A While
After a while, you learn the subtle difference
Between holding a hand and chaining a soul,
And you learn that love doesn't mean leaning
And company doesn't mean security,
And you begin to learn that kisses aren't contracts.
And presents aren't promises,
And you begin to accept your defeats
With the grace of God, not the grief of a child,
And you learn to build all your roads on today
Because tomorrow's ground is too uncertain for plans,
And futures have a way of falling down in mid-flight
And after a while you learn
That even sunshine burns if you get too much.
So you plant your own garden and decorate your own soul,
Instead of waiting for someone to bring you flowers.
And you learn that you really can endure ...
That you really are strong
And you really do have worth
And you learn and learn ...
And with every goodbye, you learn.
By Veronica A. Shoffstall
Loving Living and Learning
Nobody said loving is easy. It never is and never will it be. Maswerte ang mga taong nakakita ng love of their lives na super in love sa kanila... at ganun din siya sa partner. My case? I would say kung every hurt I get I get paid, pucha, milyonaryo na ata ako ngayon!
I always said na loving is a choice. I chose to love the man who gave me such a beautiful daughter. I chose to love him inspite of his shortcomings (note, kanya lang! I beleive I was super faithful... supportive etc). And what did i get? Fcuk!
Pero sa totoo lang, I would not say na di ko na siya mahal.. Siguro ito yung mahirap sa "you choose to love him, than letting it just be "falling in love" " Patawarin siya? Ewan ko... Baka. Ayoko magsalita ng patapos. Ganun ko siya kamahal. Ganon ako kagago.
Sige lang. Tuloy ang buhay. Sa amin ni raissa nga, "the best things are yet to come". Friend, parating na yung sa iyo. Ako, dumating na... nakidapo pa sa ibang pugad...
I don't know how to end this... Ang daming tumatakbo sa utak ko. Last night I wasn't able to sleep...
-- I would like to share this YM conversation with a friend though.
--if a person loves another person, it would be unwise to love him(for your case) for your sake.
6:14 PM don't u love him because u choose to love him?
--o continue to choose to love him until he either: 1. reciprocates it back, 2. rejects that love. walang talo kung ganito magmahal ang mga tao...
--when #1 happens, eh di galeng. when #2 happens, the person loving shouldnt feel sad, but thankful that the beloved had enough dignity to say so(and dapat backed up ito by something reasonable)
--we can choose to love everytime, and that means to give ourselves a"hard" time, yes, but our hearts beat when we choose to let it beat, and when it does, doesn't it "feel" great?") don't u feel happy just by loving? knowing that u are actually in love? pag na reciprocate, mas masaya nga, pero kahit habang hindi pa binabalik, masaya ka na dapat
--from a friend na commited na kay God
-- iba na nag point of view niya sa matters of the heart
I always said na loving is a choice. I chose to love the man who gave me such a beautiful daughter. I chose to love him inspite of his shortcomings (note, kanya lang! I beleive I was super faithful... supportive etc). And what did i get? Fcuk!
Pero sa totoo lang, I would not say na di ko na siya mahal.. Siguro ito yung mahirap sa "you choose to love him, than letting it just be "falling in love" " Patawarin siya? Ewan ko... Baka. Ayoko magsalita ng patapos. Ganun ko siya kamahal. Ganon ako kagago.
Sige lang. Tuloy ang buhay. Sa amin ni raissa nga, "the best things are yet to come". Friend, parating na yung sa iyo. Ako, dumating na... nakidapo pa sa ibang pugad...
I don't know how to end this... Ang daming tumatakbo sa utak ko. Last night I wasn't able to sleep...
-- I would like to share this YM conversation with a friend though.
--if a person loves another person, it would be unwise to love him(for your case) for your sake.
6:14 PM don't u love him because u choose to love him?
--o continue to choose to love him until he either: 1. reciprocates it back, 2. rejects that love. walang talo kung ganito magmahal ang mga tao...
--when #1 happens, eh di galeng. when #2 happens, the person loving shouldnt feel sad, but thankful that the beloved had enough dignity to say so(and dapat backed up ito by something reasonable)
--we can choose to love everytime, and that means to give ourselves a"hard" time, yes, but our hearts beat when we choose to let it beat, and when it does, doesn't it "feel" great?") don't u feel happy just by loving? knowing that u are actually in love? pag na reciprocate, mas masaya nga, pero kahit habang hindi pa binabalik, masaya ka na dapat
--from a friend na commited na kay God
-- iba na nag point of view niya sa matters of the heart
