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Separation Anxiety

MOMents By March 31, 2010 No Comments
Separation Anxiety

Separation Anxiety

Children with separation anxiety panic and cry when a parent leaves them, even if only to go into an adjacent room. Separation anxiety is normal for infants at about 8 months of age, is most intense between 10 and 18 months of age, and usually resolves by 2 years of age. The intensity and duration of a child’s separation anxiety vary and depend partly on the child-parent relationship. Usually, separation anxiety in a child with a strong and healthy attachment to a parent resolves sooner than in a child whose connection is less strong.

Read more from the Merck Manuals Online Medical Library


Do all babies experience separation anxiety?

Yes, to a degree. At certain stages, most babies or toddlers will show true anxiety and be upset at the prospect — or reality — of being separated from a parent. If you think about separation anxiety in evolutionary terms, it makes sense: A defenseless baby would naturally get upset at being separated from the person who protects and cares for him.

In many ways, attitudes about babies and separations are cultural. Western countries tend to stress autonomy from a very early age. But in many other cultures, infants are rarely separated from their mother in the first year of life.

Regardless of the origins of this normal developmental stage, it’s frustrating for babies and parents. The good news is that separation anxiety will pass and there are ways to make it more manageable. And in the meantime, enjoy the sweetness of knowing that to your child, you’re number one.

Read more on how to deal with Separation Anxiety on Baby Center

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This is Me Today. This is My Story.

Musings By March 31, 2010 Tags: , , , No Comments

I forced myself to get out of the house, like totally. I forced myself to leave the house without Lia because I was stagnating at home and I did not feel like doing anything at all and I needed some inspiration or perhaps I needed to force myself to do something, anything, just so I can force myself to do the things I actually need to do.

Ahhh, so many things to do, so little concentration. There is enough time, there must be, the problem lies in my concentration. The ability to be efficient with whatever time I have in my hands. Sometimes I’ve got so many things in my mind, so many things I want to do yet I cannot find it in me to actually do it, that I end up just lingering in Facebook, or Twitter or Multiply, or forever checking my mail while the clock ticks away, and then I find myself at the end of the day with nothing to show for.

So today, I forced myself to bring myself to the nearest, most accessible, least energy required Starbucks and I’m now sitting at a table outside, typing away a blog that perhaps will not make sense in the end but will at least give me something to show for, and will provide an avenue for my fleeting, raucous thoughts.

I’m sitting here thinking to myself that I cannot afford this coffee I am drinking, thinking about my lifestyle and the lifestyles of other people and thinking that everything is all a matter of choice. Sometimes it appears I have a lot of money, for someone who doesn’t have a real job, with purchases such as this and that, and travel to so and so places, but as I’m sitting here, listening to unfamiliar wonderful music emanating from this coffee shop’s loudspeakers, I think about the last time I bought myself a pair of jeans, a pair of petty I just-bought-myself-this-pair-out-of-whim shoes, the last time I had a facial or how often I have been to a salon for a mani-pedi or a hair treatment, and the answer was its been a long time or few and far between. I live my life simply, as simple as I can and I like to think I work hard enough for any purchases or anything I ever get for myself.

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36th Wedding Anniversary

Family By March 30, 2010 Tags: , No Comments

Some days are unproductive, not because you did not do anything but because all your efforts turned out to be in vain.

My daughter has been clinging to me like a jellyfish the past few days, ever since the day I came back from my three whole days of absence because I needed to work. In addition to that, she always wants to go out. I am happy to say that she is totally uninterested in television and seems to be more of an outdoorsy person but I’m not too happy about this always-wanting-to-go-out thing.

Separation anxiety

Separation anxiety

Today I decided I was gonna go out and take her with me. We went to the Land Transportation Office in Pasig, right by the Ynares Sports Arena at the Rizal Capitol. (You may also click here if you’re wondering how to get there.) I was supposed to get a student driver’s permit, only to get there and be told that the person in charge of permits only go to work in the mornings.

Since we were already out and Megamall was not too far out, I decided to go over to Columbia Photo and check on my Nikon D80, which I have brought to the shop for cleaning and check-up March 4th. They gave me my job order form with a number to call for follow-ups, a number which I have been trying to get through for the past weeks to no avail. I get there only to be told they did not have my camera, that it was still at the main office-service center and that it is waiting for a part that was as of that day unavailable. I was told to call after Holy Week to inquire if the part is already available. Nothing about when it’s going to be released back to me. I have not had a camera in more than a month. It stopped functioning properly February 17th, in that boat from Guijalo Port in Caramoan back to Sabang. I am hoping I would have it back in time for Lia’s birthday party eleven days from now or even for our trip to the island of Calaguas eighteen days from now.

I went home P282 poorer in fares with nothing to show for.

Today is my parents’ wedding anniversary. They were married in 1974 and now 36 years later, they have 4 kids and 3 grandkids to show for all those years. We had dinner at Gloria Maris in SMNorth, a mall I have not been to in more than three years.

Sky Garden SM North

Sky Garden SM North

While walking through the shops of the Sky Garden, we passed by Starbucks and I spotted my old boss sitting at a table. I have been trying to get in touch with this old boss for the past weeks too, because I needed to find out what he still needed from me for him to be able to sign my S/Y 2007-2008 clearance. I was told I needed to submit all the printouts of my reports and a documentation for even at least one activity I did in that whole year I worked for him. Yes I’m supposed to submit documentation for something I did two to three years ago; and this is expected of me despite the devastation the Typhoon Ondoy-brought flood wrought upon me. Great, just great. I have to do it nevertheless, if I want to get my hands on my last month’s salary. In my poverty-stricken existence, I can use some of that.

I guess this blog content doesn’t have anything to do with the title. I’ll retain that title nevertheless.

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Lia’s Neighborhood Friends

MOMents By March 29, 2010 No Comments

I have been dying to post these photos, as well as videos, but I have not had the time. I have been really busy coping with changes with work as well as Lia’s really fast development(!), not to mention getting used to my new Mac, so I have not had a lot of time to sort photos or post them.

I have yet to post the photos from last month. To tell the truth, I have yet to find the time to organize my folders and files in this Mac, and all of my files from my old laptop are still in my Western Digital portable hard disk. If (God forbid!) I lose that hard disk, I lose everything I have ever had.

These photos were taken March 19th, one Friday afternoon when we had our usual walk up and down the street. This time though, instead of hanging out with 16-month old Javi, Lia got to meet the older neighborhood clique.

Let me clarify that I did not take these photos. One of the girls was always holding the camera. Yup, they took turns. I just insisted that they wound the strap around their wrists at all times, just as a precaution for when and if they drop the camera.

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They said, “Oh what a cute baby! Let’s make her sit on the sofa!” and then later on, “Let’s give her this baby to hold!”

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Lia is normally a bully with all the other babies she thinks are her age, like 16-month old Javier and almost-two Gino and even three-year old Otep; but she went along with everything these girls said and made her do.

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This had me saying, “Oh my, my baby has a baby!”

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Of course they wanted to take photos of themselves. Lia didn’t mind being literally squeezed in the middle. In fact, I think she was still game for this photo op.

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And one of them said, “Let’s all hold her! I’m gonna put her on my lap!”

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I told them after about thirty minutes that we were going home, but they followed us to our gate and still took turns carrying Lia. I told them she is heavy but they didn’t seem to mind.

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I do believe I’ve got a tolerant baby girl.. Either that or this expression was a silent plea for help.

I loved watching these kids at play. I love watching Lia interact with other kids. That’s also one of the reasons why I am very much looking forward to her birthday party where she will get to meet other and hopefully a lot more kids. I’m just hoping this party won’t be as stressful as I think it’s going to be, hah-hah-hah!

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A Print A Day.. or Perhaps, a Quote A Day

Uncategorized By March 28, 2010 No Comments

So I tumbled on to the sites Lizzie recommended and tumbled on and on, until I got to this one site and something caught my attention. I have always been a fan of South American writers. I love this idea…


Sometimes you encounter beautiful passages from a favorite novel that you want to share with your friends or loved one. Why not inscribe them on a personalized greeting card?




These days who actually sends out greeting cards?

But I do love those lines.. it wasn’t really the lovely cards, but the lines… you know I’m all about words lately. I have never had my own copy of any of Coelho’s or Marquez’s books but I have read a good many of them.

Oh I remember, I did buy that “Veronika Decides To Die” but some guy borrowed it and he didn’t get the chance to return it to me before he hid from everyone he knew and the world [as we know it].

As I was writing this, and adding links as is my usual practice, I googled the book and found out that it was adapted into a film in 2009 starring Sarah Michelle Gellar. I wonder if it will be released here in the Philippines. Here is a link to the film’s entry on Wikipedia.

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Work vs Theatre

Musings, Teatro Pilipinas, Theater By March 27, 2010 Tags: , , , , No Comments

I have been really busy the past week. I even imported my parents’ housekeeper to Manila to help me out with all the things I needed to do. My family had quite of a bit of a hard time adjusting to my busy schedule. I suppose I did too, as I was taken by surprise by the amount of time I needed to accomplish everything I found myself involved in.

Too busy that I did not make it to the last show of Tatlong Mariya to which my favorite teacher in the whole wide world actually took the time to send me a text message to invite me to go and watch it over at CCP. I must admit I was really touched when she said, “I remembered you because I know you like [Anton] Chekhov“.

To tell the truth, I was invited three times. First on February 20, to go see it with Nick and Kalai, but I was in between traveling from Bicol and to Cebu and I was in need of some rest time at home. I had so wanted to go but I was having dinner with my forehead on the dinner table, just to illustrate the extent of my fatigue. 😐 The second time was supposed to be for March 12, upon the invitation of Via Antonio.

I was even supposed to catch PETA’s Juan Tamad in the morning and Tatlong Mariya in the evening, but alas, Ryan had to work as it was a Friday and I did not have anyone to leave the baby with.

I got myself two jobs actually (in addition to the job I have now, which is Professional Housewife slash Domestic Diva) and of course it goes without saying that I cannot have that many jobs if they are all full time. I am now officially a freelancer. I am some sort of technical writer slash researcher in this company where my friend works. I get to work from home so I can still see my baby all day long except that she had a hard time adjusting to the fact that I had a little less time for her, or should I say, she did not have my 100% attention 100% of the time, which was what she had the past 11 months.

I also applied for a job as a part-time researcher/writer in this other organization another friend works for and I got the job! I did not expect that there will be an overlap in these jobs so I had a bit of a hard time juggling my work loads.

It’s just funny how I stayed “close to home” by working for companies or organizations where my friends are at.

What’s even funnier is now that I am actually doing some real work, I have taken to taking public transportation (i.e. jeepneys and tricycles) in my efforts to save money. I jokingly told my friend Kalai, “Gosh, mas sosyal ako nung wala akong trabaho!” because I have to make sure what I spend in doing these jobs (i.e. going to the office for a briefing, a meeting or a workshop) is significantly less than what they pay me, lest I end getting paid just for my expenses and not the actual work I do.

I do love my new jobs, especially the one with CEC as it keeps me closer to the world of Biology and the environment that despite my work in theatre I have not forgotten or neglected or despised(!).

I am still a Professional Housewife and my daughter is still my number 1 priority so I make sure all these other activities are secondary. In fact, I did not do any kind of work yesterday to make up for the three whole days I was away from home. Nor did I do any kind of work today as we brought Lia to Blow Up Babies in Gateway for a photo shoot. I used that voucher I got from the Good Housekeeping magazine (wow, what a housewife) I bought last week, which entitled us to a free 1 hr photo session worth P500 and a P200 discount on their printing services (which was P900 for the standard package and P1,900 for the theme package. Yaiks!!!) Anyhow, we will be back next week for Lia’s prints. No, we don’t get a soft copy. 🙁

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Walls: Inspiration for Today

Design By March 26, 2010 No Comments

During my boring little parts of the day, I take a moment to find some inspiration from either Stumbleupon dot com or  Tumblr (specifically this one particular site that I’ve blogged about before) and from then on, just tumble onto one website to another.

Today I tumbled on to this site and was just simply blown away. This is also because we are buying a house soon and I am always on the look out for design ideas. Just like that Ligne Roset Togo sofa I got from Summit Media‘s Real Living magazine.

Walls and more walls.. simply inspiring simple walls in wonderfully refreshing designs and colors. Oh, love!

This, I think would be really nice for Lia’s bedroom…

Moon Girl

… Or this one perhaps….

Moon Boy

Moon Boy

I was thinking this would make a nice accent to my home office wall because I like those splashes of red on the birds. I was thinking the little splashes of red would make me feel hungry every time I look at them – and that should be good because sometimes I forget to eat when I’m working.

Birds on Branches

Birds on Branches

This one should make a great accent on any wall! Maybe a random hallway or the stairs landing. The color reminds me of my friend Mia who was my awesome seat mate in Natural Science class in college, who loved the color purple and who just got married recently and will soon be a mom! (Welcome to the mommy club Mia!)

Flowers on the Wall

Flowers on the Wall

Maybe this one on the dining area wall..? I just love how those branches cascade.. I love anything that cascades in fact.

Weeping Willow

Weeping Willow

This also made it to my short list but I’m thinking that it’s too feminine. I’d rather have a more neutral design. If I were single and childless and living in a tiny condo, I’d definitely get this instead of the one with the birds.

Plum Flower

Plum Flower

Lastly, if we had a living room wall to spare, I’d definitely put this up, but our living room will have lots of windows on one side, the door on the other and the other wall should be reserved for that 32-inch LCD television set I am just dying to mount on the wall. Hahaha. Hey, dreams are free, aren’t they?

Golden Calla Lily

Golden Calla Lily

So, to see more of these beautiful wall decors, you may click on the images. Or may visit the following sites:

Wow Wall

and

OrqueShaw’s Wall Decors

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The YOUniverse

Uncategorized By March 22, 2010 No Comments

I am taking a moment from all these writing, typing and being a mom who is feeling all guilty about not giving her daughter the usual amount of attention the past few days and even guiltier about not being able to stay in the house with her for the next four full days because of a work-related workshop somewhere in Quezon City to post something that should be inspiring, thought-provoking or at the very least, eye-pleasing.

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Levels and Curves: Photoshop Tutorial for Beginners

Photography By March 21, 2010 No Comments

For someone who is always just trying to learn how to use the Photoshop, I am always looking for online tutorials. Since I consider this site as my own personal [online] notebook, I post about things I think I would want to come back to when I have forgotten or at any time I need it. For easy reference, so to speak. A faster alternative to googling.

I have yet to review my photos from last night and decide which ones I want to post and which ones are better left for myself (haha) and I thought about finally doing the “Levels vs Curves” thing. I found this interesting tutorial and I’m posting it here primarily for myself and secondarily for others who would find this useful for whatever purposes they have.

Levels and Curves sounds awfully complicated…can I do it?

If you are shooting digitally, with a digital SLR in particular, these are two of the tools that you should be finding yourself using a lot, levels and curves, especially if you shoot RAW.

Digital SLR’s, as I have mentioned elsewhere, produce a flatter image than your original film SLR or digital point and shoot. With film, these kinds of corrections were done for you at the processing lab and because “point and shoot” cameras are aimed at the mainstream market (who want nothing to do with the processing), they produce instant, bright and bold images straight from the camera.

By manipulating the levels and curves of an image, you can quickly and easily replace the brightness and colour to your images with great effect. Let me illustrate this for you.

Proceed with the tutorial…

I also found another helpful site:

Photoshop Levels versus Curves: Which Should You Use?

I’ve written previously about both Curves and Levels in Photoshop, and readers that are familiar with both are no doubt aware that there is a reasonable degree of overlap between them in terms of capabilities. Since both can adjust white point and black point as well as overall brightness, which should you use?

Read more here..

Hope this helps anyone who is interested! 🙂

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Mom to the highest level

MOMents By March 20, 2010 No Comments

After almost four months of being househelp-less, I do think it is time to get one, again. In my entire married life as well as my entire mommy life, I have had a maid slash yaya for only five months.

I keep saying that it was so much easier to take care of the baby when she was younger, meaning, the only things she knew was to eat, sleep, pee and poop. Now she can do this:

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I like mixing my things with my mama's. They make for great floor decor.

and this:

Mango Slush Fest

I love ripe mango. I love it on my clothes and all over the floor. It is great for practicing swimming on the floor.

and a gazillion other things.

I do not want to keep tidying and arranging and re-arranging things over and over again, two to three times every single day. Lia is now a proficient walker, which I should be thankful for since really, I can no longer carry her in my arms like I did just last month. She is waaaay too heavy now. But Lia being the efficient walker she is, always wants to go out the front door as well as the gate. She wants to run after dogs and cats. She wants to open cabinets and take out clothes and linen. She wants to open the kitchen cabinets under the sink and take out all the cleaning materials as well as the tools out of its box. She wants to play soccer with the dog. She wants to ride her bicycle. She wants to climb up the stairs, up the chairs, up and into her crib, and up into tables. She wants to get her hands on everything and empty baskets, boxes and bookshelves.

A few days ago, as I was buying myself a new computer chair, I was tempted to hoard Lock&Lock plastic containers into which I’d keep every single thing little thing in this house in – just so she would not be able to get her hands on them.

I need househelp now – if only to tidy up the house.

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Pregnancy Is Not Designed to Torture You

MOMents By March 19, 2010 No Comments

Reposting this for all my friends who are expecting or who are thinking of, hoping to be, expecting. I hope you find this useful or insightful in any way. Cheers everyone!

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Walanghiya, anong petsa na?! Yan ang paulit-ulit na linya ko sa bawat araw na lang na dumaan.

Eksayted na eksayted na talaga ako sa paglabas ng behbeh. Eh ambigat kasi eh. Iniisip ko nga, siguro akala ng iba nagdadrama lang ako kasi mukha namang maliit ang tiyan ko para sa six months, eh ambigat talaga eh. Kung ganito kabigat to, pano na lang ako next month at next next month? Walanghiya, anong petsa na ba?

Okey lang naman kapag sumisipa, sumisirko, nanununtok, naninipa, namimitik, sumasayaw, tumatambling yung behbeh eh, wag lang mababa. Masakit pala talaga ang hitting below the belt? Nuninuninu.

Sabi ng libro, “pregnancy is not designed to torture you…”

Kapag di makakain, nagsusuka at nahihilo buong araw, “pregnancy is not designed to torture you..”

Kapag masakit na ang pagsipa, pagsuntok, pagsirko, pagsayaw, pagpitik at pagtambling ng behbeh, “pregnancy is not designed to torture you..”

Kapag masakit na dahil matagal na nakatayo o naglalakad, “pregnancy is not designed to torture you..”

Kapag di na makalakad at makagalaw dahil mabigat, “pregnancy is not designed to torture you..”

Kapag hinihingal sa 10-minute walk,  “pregnancy is not designed to torture you..”

Kapag di makatulog dahil nangangawit ang paa, “pregnancy is not designed to torture you..”

Kapag di makahiga ng flat ang likod sa kama, kelangan daw naka-side kundi sasakit ang likod, “pregnancy is not designed to torture you..”

Ryan: Wifey, ang ganda-ganda mo na.. Hayluvet!
Angku: Yesh, ang taba-taba ko…
Ryan: Oo, pangarap ko talaga yan eh. Yung patabain ka.
Angku: Sabi ni Ryan, “Gagawin ko ang lahat para tumaba ka lang. Bubuntisin kitaaaa!”
Ryan: Dati nauubos na ang pera ko kakapakain sayo, di ka naman tumataba.
Angku: Sabi ko na nga ba, desperado ka.

**

Angku showing ultrasound pictures to friends and relatives:

Angku: Kita mo ba?
Friends/relatives: (binbali-baliktad ang ultrasound pictures) Uh…., asan?
Angku: Psych test yan. Pag kita mo, ibig sabihin, above average ang IQ at EQ mo. (straight face)

**

Ryan and Angku naglalakad sa labas. Angku suot ang black blouse na binili nya last, last year pa.

Angku: Ang cool ng damit na to ano? Pang-buntis. Siguro alam ko talaga na magbubuntis ako very soon kaya puro preggy blouses na nabili ko.
Ryan: Deep inside, gusto mo talaga mabuntis.
Angku: Right.
Ryan: Pangarap mo yan eh. I just know it!
Angku: Right… Ka-level ng “Deep inside, gusto mo talagang maging housewife.”

**

Ryan and Angku in doctor’s office for monthly check-up.

OB: O, dapat bumibili ka na ng mga damit.
Angku: Pwede po bang hindi?
OB: Eh ano isusuot mo?
Ryan: Lagi lang po siyang hubad.
Angku: Hehehe (sabay big, toothy smile)
O.B.: Aba, eh magdamit ka naman. Pano na lang pag lalabas ka?
Angku: Pwede po bang wag lumabas?
Ryan: Nagiging primal na po siya.
O.B.: (buntong-hininga) Haay naku, kayo talagang dalawa. Never a dull moment.

**

Ryan and Angku in mall.

Ryan: Bigyan kita ng 2,000 bumili ka lang ng damit.
Angku: No, thank you. Shopping mode off.
Ryan: Eh kelan ka bibili ng damit?
Angku: I hate shopping. I hate the mall.

**

Angku: Hubby, asan na yung mga luma mong damit?
Ryan: Bakit?
Angku: Isusuot ko.
Ryan: Wag yan. Wag yang Guess na polo shirt ko. Marami nang butas yan eh.
Angku: Oh wow! It’s just my type! (Sabay suot ng Guess polo shirt na may limang libong maliliit na butas)

Anhirap naman magbuntis. Kelangan bumili ng damit. Pwede bang bumili ng isa lang tapos gawing official preggy uniform? Yung yun at yun lang isusuot kapag lalabas ng bahay?

Bawal daw matagal na nakaupo. Bawal din daw matagal na nakatayo. Yesss! Walang sinabi tungkol sa matagal na paghiga. Hehehe. More dvds please?

Dahil O.C. ako, kinokontrol ko ang aking weight gain. I-endeavor ko rin ang pag-kontrol ng weight loss after.

Ryan: Bakit tapos ka na kumain? (tampo-drama mode on)
Angku: Bakit ganyan itsura mo?
Ryan: Gusto ko tumaba ka.
Angku: Gagu, sabi 4 lbs/month lang. Hindi 10 lbs every freakin month. 106 lbs na ako kahapon sa ating scale na madaya ng 4 lbs. May 4 na araw pa til check-up slash weigh-in. Gusto mo batukan na naman ako ng OB?
Ryan: (straight face)

Aba, lumalaki ata ang mga braso ko, iwork-out na yan! Aba, wala daw akong hips. Walang hips my a, magpalaki ng hips! Wala namang masama kung i-endeavor kong takasan ang CS di ba? Kelan daw ba ang due date ko. Pwede sa April 5? Bakit naman sa April 5? I like the number 5, it’s lucky. (Eh yung 5 anak kaya, lucky pa rin?)

Ryan: Wifey, gumaganda ka ata.
Angku: Baka bumabait lang ako.

**

Angku nagbabasa ng Guide for Expectant Fathers na libro.

Angku: Ganito na pala kalaki ang fist ni behbeh kapag 24 weeks. Kaya pala nakikita na natin kapag bumubukol.
Ryan: Why you reading my book? That’s my book! (tampo-drama mode on)
Angku: Ambilis naman nito. Fist pa lang tinitingnan ko, pag-turn ko ng page, labor na agad!
Ryan: Eh pang-lalaki yan eh. Sa mga lalaki, lahat mabilis.
Angku: (stares at Ryan)

Gusto ko pabilisin ang panahon. Anong petsa na ba? Eksayted na eksayted na ako.

Quote from preggy guide book from O.B.’s office:

“You may feel shortness of breath when pregnant because of your increased need for oxygen. During the late pregnancy, the pressure of your growing baby on your diaphragm may make it harder for you to breath [but] you should.”

Pregnancy is not designed to torture you… pregnancy is not designed to torture you.. repeat n times till fade…

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Written January 7, 2009

This was originally posted here.

And as a post-script:

I just want to share how much I am a fan of Cathy Thorne‘s cartoons. I have it on my links list, and you may also click on the individual images to view the source site. Or you may click on the following link too: Everyday People Cartoons (Cartoons about women, and the people who love and annoy them.)

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Lia will be a Fashionista – Even for Just A Day

Family By March 17, 2010 No Comments

Today was another day for a meeting although its not work-related (That was yesterday and tomorrow). I met with Lia’s First Birthday Party planner at Starbucks in Eastwood City Walk and now have a clear overview of how the party will be. Now there is a venue, a caterer, a cake and almost everything else! I only need to finalize the menu and the final head count before signing the contract. One less (huge) thing off my mind, thank God for that!

While Ryan was inside the cafe chatting with the planner and going over the details, Lia and I went for a walk outside. Lia kept coming into the People Are People store and had her eye and her hands on a shiny, sequined, all white top. I had to tell her that we were in a store for people like Mama and Papa and that we would go to a store for babies like her later on.

Plains and Prints Store in Eastwood City Walk 2, Libis, Q.C.

Gosh, my baby looks so tiny there! 🙂

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Things I Would Like To Have Photos Of in my Hometown: Pili, Camarines Sur

Camarines Sur By March 16, 2010 No Comments

It has never occurred to me to walk around my hometown – Pili, Camarines Sur, and take photos. I am only thinking about it now after looking at the few photos I took last time I was there, which was about a month ago.

Town proper, Pili, Camarines Sur

PNB on the left where the bus stop is and South Star Drug as well as Lucky Nine Convenience Store on the right, right next to where the pedicab terminal is

The streets of Old San Roque

During Sundays, the streets of Old San Roque are transformed into one big wet market, with streets made impassable to any kind of vehicle that can seat a person as entire streets are crammed with cartfuls of all kinds of produce – kakanin, vegetables, dried fish, fresh fish, clothes, toys, plastic wares, plants and even animals like rabbits, chicks, ducklings. The baranggay of Old San Roque has been one big market as long as I can remember. It has the Wet and Dry Markets of the town, though except for Sundays, its streets are empty and passable any other given day of the week. I remember tagging along with my mother or my father during market day, as they picked as well as tried to teach me how to pick vegetables and fruits. I fondly remember how I insisted on going so I could pick out little ducklings that I brought home as pets. I remember how I woke up during Sunday mornings eager to eat kutsinta, kalamay and puto that my mom liked bringing home to us.

I’d like to come back and take photos of the frenzy that is the Sunday market in the streets of Old San Roque when I have the time.

National Road, Pili, Camarines Sur

A snapshot of an empty pedicab as well as a relatively empty highway on an early morning weekday

The dormant volcano that is Mt. Isarog

I am afforded a good view of Mt. Isarog every time I take the long route home – a route that involves taking a pedicab that costs P5. At a height of 1,976 meters [6,483 ft], the mountain imposes its unimpressive form on our little town. What I always dreamt about was taking a photo of the mountain after a good, heavy rain – simply because it makes visible a trail of waterfalls on its face. A trail of waterfalls, the biggest of which is as tall as my thumb that always makes me think, “If I could see this waterfalls from where I am, at the foot of the mountain, I imagine it would be gigantic up close.” I have always asked my father about the waterfalls and whether someone has ever been close to it and he always said, “No, because when people try to get to it, they get scared by the thunderous sound it makes even if it’s still nowhere in sight.”

The streets of Pili on a weekday morning

The street on the right leads to the baranggays of Santiago, San Vicente, La Purisima and Curry

The church of the Parish of St. Raphael the Archangel

A few years ago when I did not have a Flickr account yet, my husband gave me a link to the photo stream of one of his university frat brothers who was a photographer. The guy had been to my hometown and had taken photos. I distinctly remember being impressed by how pretty he had captured the little church where I was baptized and confirmed, had Chiro meetings as well as children’s mass at four in the afternoon during Sundays all through my grade school years and had CFC-sponsored Sunday morning masses with my family during my high school years.

I would love to take a photo of the church in the early morning or late afternoon light on any regular day and a photo of the interior of the church during Christmas season. My parish never had elaborate Christmas decorations but I would take photos only so I can look at them and remember all the past Christmases I spent looking up at the parols hanging on the ceiling during mass.

The town that is Pili, Camarines Sur

The building that used to house the Inajem Enterprises as well as my father's cousin's furniture showroom

The Evangelical Christian School in San Juan

My sister Jasmin who is two years older than I am was the third batch to ever graduate from elementary in this little private school. I was on the fifth. That is how I got to witness the transformation of this school through the years. I have not really gone back to walk the halls and enter the classrooms ever since I graduated in 1995. I would love to come back one day and take photos and compare them to the many grade school photos my mom still keeps in a faded and worn out photo album in our house in Santiago. The old principal and pastor, as well as half of his family, had moved from their house in the campus to the lot next to ours. We are now neighbors(!). In fact, last Christmas vacation, my mom had insisted that I, along with my husband and daughter, pay the family a visit – as we share the same narrow driveway and we pass by their front door every time we have to go out of our gateless yard.

Highway - Camarines Sur Capitol Complex a.k.a. CWC

The highway where one takes either a pedicab, a tricycle or a motorcyle going inside the Provincial Capitol Complex or what is now more popularly known as the Cam Sur Water Sports Complex or CWC

The Co Say Oil Mill in La Purisima

I had a close friend who lived in La Purisima. I and a few of my friends who had their own bicycles, often went to visit her in their house in the middle of rice fields during our grade school years. We would ride our bikes past the bridge, past the stretch of road made all muddy and broken by the constant passing of heavy trucks that came to and fro the copra mill, past the vast green rice fields, past the mill and past more rice fields until we reached her house. In my friend Joanne’s house, they had binggalas (guinea fowl) and all kinds of vegetables planted all around their house. Down the street they had a bigger farm where she showed us the grapes growing around bamboo sticks. I distinctly remember saying out loud that I thought grapes only grew in the mountains or cooler places.

I always loved looking at that vast expanse of green field with the oil mill standing out in the scenery. I grew to love the smell of the copra carried by the breeze that blew my hair as I rode my bicycle at the age of nine.

I haven’t been back to see my friend Joanne and I do not know whether the fields still teem green with rice. I did catch a glimpse of what I thought was the oil mill on the way to Sabang, San Jose when the van I was in took the Pili Diversion road that took off from San Agustin, cutting through San Vicente, Santiago and La Purisima to emerge in Anayan. The diversion road was built right after the bridge.. the bridge that where there used to be a little stream that was a tributary of the Bicol River, where I used to go to watch my neighbors wash their laundry and to swim with my playmates is now dead and dry. (As a side note, the stream is dead because of the oil mill. Read about it here; though this should have been done a long time ago. I remember writing about how the mill killed the stream when I was thirteen and in my first year of high school in what was then called Colegio de Sta. Isabel).

So many things have changed.

That is why I want to and I should take photos before everything changes all the more. Right now all I have are the pictures in my mind of what used to be. I’d like to have photos of what is there now so when the time when this now is the past, I will have photos of what was there half-way – half-way between what I remember from my childhood and what will be there in the future.

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Writing for Loving… and for a Living

Musings By March 14, 2010 No Comments

I have been writing a long time. Not writing professionally but just writings – letters, journals, essays and little articles for myself and for sharing my thoughts with my friends. I have been trying to clean up my internet clutter in the past few months. I have all kinds of stuff all over and some times, such as this one, I want to clear everything and just keep them all in one place. That is why I have been posting old writings.

This desire to clean up and gather all my writings together in just one place has also been rekindled by the fact that Peyups dot com is down. I tried accessing my profile and was unable to. The owners of the site has informed me that the database is down but that does not mean that the site is dead. They will put Peyups back up again when (and if) they find the time. I am only concerned because I have, perhaps, from what my degenerating brain can remember, about four articles that were published during my college years. I have only been able to copy two of these articles into this site and I am fearing that, if Peyups does not come back up, they may be gone forever.

I have to admit that I like reading my old articles and blogs. That being said, I have to admit that I am a fan of my own writing. I do not say that in the narcissistic way (I am not saying I am not narcissistic either) but that sometimes when reading my old writings, I forget that I was the one who wrote it and think, “Wow! This is such great writing!” (*now laughing out loud, can’t help but laugh at how ridiculous I am*)

Yesterday I was making sure that I was catching up on all my housework backlogs with all the laundry, ironing, cleaning and re-arranging. I want to be able to start work next week with a clutter-free mind. Yes, I will be officially working starting next week. Surprise, I will be a writer.

I am excited about working, writing, learning new things and meeting new people. I am basically excited about being able to use my deteriorating brain cells. I am excited for the year 2010. It seems like a very promising year. I hope and pray that things will pick up, that I would be able to do the things I set out to do and that at the end of the year, I will be able to look back and say, “I am proud of myself.”

Finally, I hope to be able to nurture the writer in me, whatever it is I choose to write about. I have always loved writing and it would be nice to actually do it for a living.

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