My folks visited our place last Sunday with three kids in tow… all playful, loud and hyperactive.
The eldest in the three, five-year-old Luis, the first apo has grown up so fast. I remember how he used to be so maka-lola (fond of her grandmother).
When he was three, he woke up one afternoon crying looking for his lola whom he calls Loli. The irritated Tito Jojo, my youngest brother, who had too much of his crying, commented, “Itatali kita sa pwet ng loli mo eh (I’ll tie you up to your grandmother’s behind if you don’t stop).”
To this, little Luis replied, “Tito Jojo, wag mo gawin sa akin yan (Uncle Jojo, please don’t do that to me).”
Jojo burst in laughter and went rolling.
Such a funny kid who seems to be watching too much of teleserye.
Wednesday, March 18, 2009
Tuesday, March 17, 2009
Greatest Fear
Back when I was very little, I remember being so scared losing my parents. When I grew up and learned how to fall in love with a guy, my fear has change into losing the one I love. But now that I am a mother to a three-month old Isaiah, my fear has evolved into his welfare.
Just this morning, I read a news on CNN.com about a little girl who was feared to be eaten by a crocodile in Australia, my motherly heart was enveloped with sadness. A lot of “what ifs” crossed my mind. And maybe no one can truly fathom this fear but a fellow mother.
A child I carried in my womb for nine long months, a source of happiness.
A baby I carry in my arms now, a reason of my greatest fear.
I am just glad knowing that even though it’s beyond my capability to protect him, God is always there to shield Isaiah with His mighty arms.
Just this morning, I read a news on CNN.com about a little girl who was feared to be eaten by a crocodile in Australia, my motherly heart was enveloped with sadness. A lot of “what ifs” crossed my mind. And maybe no one can truly fathom this fear but a fellow mother.
A child I carried in my womb for nine long months, a source of happiness.A baby I carry in my arms now, a reason of my greatest fear.
I am just glad knowing that even though it’s beyond my capability to protect him, God is always there to shield Isaiah with His mighty arms.
Mrs. Fields
Cookie for the thought… it feels good to sit and relax while munching a choco chips muffin. It liberates my thought …
I’m glad that Kris and I discovered Mrs. Fields Cookie Café in Megamall. Its cozy and comfy setting is truly inviting. A cool alternative in Fully Booked, High Street and is way closer to our place.
The fact that only a few have discovered it makes me love it more. It gives me a feeling of exclusivity that is truly soothing.
Now, as to why I would invite friends over Mrs. Fields? Simply because it’s comforting mood is worth sharing. In that case I wont mind letting go of the privacy I first love about it.
Hot Choco
It’s hot. Not so sweet but just right.
It’s the hot chocolate ordered from the bookstore cafeteria in Rockwell.
A sip made me think. And another made me write this one.
I love Kris’s idea of blogging about this hot choco. And I love this thing we’re doing together. Not so sweet but just together. Not so intimate but just love each other so much.
We are like this hot choco … a glimpse of us makes people think, “ What is this couple up to?” Now it makes them order too. ☺
It’s the hot chocolate ordered from the bookstore cafeteria in Rockwell.
A sip made me think. And another made me write this one.
I love Kris’s idea of blogging about this hot choco. And I love this thing we’re doing together. Not so sweet but just together. Not so intimate but just love each other so much.
We are like this hot choco … a glimpse of us makes people think, “ What is this couple up to?” Now it makes them order too. ☺
Thursday, January 22, 2009
New Life
When does taking a shower become luxury to me like what others are saying?
That’s when I become a mom.
It’s already been a month now since Kris & I embark on parenthood which totally changed our lifestyle. I remember those days when I almost cry realizing how hard it is to be a parent. But difficult as it maybe, it’s very rewarding seeing a little angel sleeping soundly in my arms. It’s true that I can do nothing in a day but stare at him and adore him. Smelling his breath, studying his features, telling him over and over again how much I love him and kissing him a million times has all become a hobby to me.
It’s a bliss waking up every morning seeing him.
He grew up so fast. He gained about a kilo in a month’s time making his cheeks so round and cute. His legs grew longer, his arms grew bigger and his appetite almost became like his dad’s. I love it whenever I see Kris envelope him in his arms. Isaiah’s so peaceful and comfortable with his dad’s loving arms. He would stop crying once dad picked him up even if it means waiting a few more minutes before his feeding time.
But of course he loves lying on my chest as well. He loves to feel my heartbeat as much as I love to feel his.
This New Life has really brought joy to our life as a couple.
Gone are the days when Kris and I could just go anywhere to hang out.
I am missing it.
Gone are those times alone with Kris where my attention is only at him.
I am terribly missing it.
Now are the days spent with Isaiah.
And I love it.
That’s when I become a mom.
It’s already been a month now since Kris & I embark on parenthood which totally changed our lifestyle. I remember those days when I almost cry realizing how hard it is to be a parent. But difficult as it maybe, it’s very rewarding seeing a little angel sleeping soundly in my arms. It’s true that I can do nothing in a day but stare at him and adore him. Smelling his breath, studying his features, telling him over and over again how much I love him and kissing him a million times has all become a hobby to me.
It’s a bliss waking up every morning seeing him.
He grew up so fast. He gained about a kilo in a month’s time making his cheeks so round and cute. His legs grew longer, his arms grew bigger and his appetite almost became like his dad’s. I love it whenever I see Kris envelope him in his arms. Isaiah’s so peaceful and comfortable with his dad’s loving arms. He would stop crying once dad picked him up even if it means waiting a few more minutes before his feeding time.
But of course he loves lying on my chest as well. He loves to feel my heartbeat as much as I love to feel his.
This New Life has really brought joy to our life as a couple.
Gone are the days when Kris and I could just go anywhere to hang out.
I am missing it.
Gone are those times alone with Kris where my attention is only at him.
I am terribly missing it.
Now are the days spent with Isaiah.
And I love it.
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