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What is more fun in the Philippines? At dahil uso na rin lang naman ang gumawa ng mga kung anik-anik tungkol sa hashtag na ItsMoreFunInThePhilippines, I made some myself. Dami pa kong gustong gawin pero ito lang muna:     ...

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What is more fun in the Philippines?

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Category : family, life outside work, Motherhood and parenting, musings

At dahil uso na rin lang naman ang gumawa ng mga kung anik-anik tungkol sa hashtag na ItsMoreFunInThePhilippines, I made some myself. Dami pa kong gustong gawin pero ito lang muna:

 

 

Breakfast food for dinner. More fun in the Philippines

Nung isang gabi, bigla akong sinumpong ng kagustuhang kumain ng sardinas for dinner.  Hindi naman ako naglilihi dahil kahit nung nagbubuntis ako e hindi nauso sa akin ang lihi lihi.  Pero kung bakit ba naman hindi ko pa naigigisa e natitikman ko na ang sarap ng ginisang sardinas. At para maging totoong breakfast ang dinner ko e binigyan ko pa siya ng partner: ang hot choco na ginawa ni Daddy Bong. Ito ay gawa sa tablea na freshly-made sa Batangas. Taga Batangas kasi ang father-in-law ko at galing sila dun. Smile

 

 

Feeding tigers. more fun in the philippines

This photo was taken during our trip to Tagaytay, sa Residence Inn Zoo in 2010, where for a fee, you get your photo taken while feeding kuning kuning a baby tiger. Since it was Ate Kara’s birthday and she wanted a photo op with the tiger, gora kami at isinama pa sa photo op ang pagkakulit kulit na si Jeremy, whose other hand I had to hold for fear na hahablutin na lang niya ang tiger. E pag nagkataon, baka kami ang maging merienda, dinner at midnight snack ni baby tiger. Smile

 

Getting sunburnt. more fun in the philippines

Hindi pa ba naman obvious na sobrang sunburnt/sunburned na dito ang bunso namin? masama pa ang loob nung pinaahon. This photo was taken in Panglao, Bohol when we went there in July. Smile This year, gusto namin silang madala for the first time sa Boracay. Good luck naman kung me murang plane fare papunta dun Smile

 

praying. more fun in the philippines

At dahil alam na ng lahat kung gaano kamaldita ang bunso namin, palagay ko maniniwala kayong lahat pag sinabi kong, Praying is really more fun in the Philippines. At para sa hindi pa nakakaalam, ganito ang evening prayer namin palagi:

All: Sign of the Cross.

All: Prayer of praise and thanks–for our lives, for giving us another day, for all the blessings.

All: Prayer for blessings where we ask God to bless each and everyone especially the people we mention. (family, friends, teachers, shop employees/workers)

All: Prayer to our Guardian Angel.

All: Amen.

Tapos ay ito:

Mama: Saint Magdalene of Canossa,

Jeremy and Cassie: Pray for us and give us your spirit

Mama: Saint Josephine Bakhita

Jeremy and Cassie: Pray for us and give us your guidance.

All: Sign of the Cross.

Jeremy and Cassie: Goodbye, Classmates. See you tomorrow. God bless you. Be good!

 

Oo, meron talagang ganyan sa huli. Si Jeremy ang nagpauso nito dahil sa kanilang school, bago umalis ay may prayer at yan ang sinasabi nila matapos nilang magdasal. Akala niya hanggang ngayon, e parte yan ng prayer. Si Cassie, palibhasa parrot, ay nasaulo na at naguunahan silang matapos sabihin ang panghuling linyang iyan.

At dahil dito natatapos ang blogpost kong ito, ang masasabi ko lang ay: Goodbye, blogmates. See you tomorrow. God bless you! Be good!

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I need a staycation!

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Category : family, life outside work, Motherhood and parenting, musings

(I wrote this blogpost last Monday, November 21, and because I’m busy as he**, I was able to post this just now. I also thought I’d be able to accompany this post with photos taken during our EK trip, but I am not sure if ate Kara has already downloaded the photos from the digicam, so I am posting this even with the absence of the said photos.)

 

Today, Monday, I feel like holing up inside the bedroom and just resting and sleeping, and maybe playing Unblock Me in my phone for hours on end. The weekend had just ended, I know, but it was a tiring, albeit fun weekend for us as we were out of the house most of the time. Still, it was tiring, hence, the wish to just stay in bed (oh, I also got the idea from US Sec. of State Hillary Clinton. When she was asked what her dream 3-day vacation would be, she said she’d pack her bags, head home, and just stay in bed for three straight days. Now, that’s what I feel like doing!)

Anyway, I guess I don’t have a reason to complain because as I said, the weekend may have passed too quickly but we enjoyed it nevertheless. Saturday, after lunch, we headed to Enchanted Kingdom, which is, well, just a few minutes drive from our place in Sta. Rosa. When we got there, the place was teeming with kids. And teachers. And I mean, kids, because apparently, DepEd scheduled an excursion to EK. There was a group that came from Pampanga, another from Cavite, and I don’t know where else. But since that was sort of our birthday gift to our Ate Kim who takes care of Jeremy, and who is going to celebrate her 18th birthday on November 26, Bong and I decided to take care of the two kids and allowed our Ate Kim, Ate Melody and Ate Kara to queue up for the different rides. We also wanted them to enjoy their first time in EK, so just like what happened when we went to EK last year, Bong and I were suuuper duper tired at the end of the day. But this time, to ensure that the kids won’t be too tired walking, we rented a stroller for each, and that actually speeded up things. We were able to ride Up, Up and Away, the Grand Carousel, the Boulderville Express, the mini egg ferris wheel called Stone Eggs, and the kids rode the Air Pterodactyl, and the Dinosaurus. We also watched the 4D movie (where we had to pay a separate fee of P60 each). Jem also rode the bump car (called Dodgem) with dadddy.  According to Bong, Jem was telling off all the kids who bumped them. Ang sungit ng little boy ko. Haha!

For their part, the three Ates rode Anchors Away, space shuttle, Rialto, and the Flying Fiesta, aside from watching the 4D movie with us. It would have been an ultimately fun experience if the queuing time were shortened, but owing to the fact that it’s peak season, and there were a lot of guests, one had to wait for at least 30 minutes to an hour in order to ride most of the more exciting park rides like Space Shuttle, Jungle Log Jam, and Rio Grande.

Later at 7pm, we went to the Food court and settled near the stage to eat and wait for the Pupil’s show to start. We bought our food from Karate Kid, and at about 8:00 pm, the show, featuring Pupil, started. Ely Buendia, was, of course, the main attraction. The band sang about 8 songs and after that, Ely quickly left. How I wished it were Parokya on stage instead. Parokya is a friendlier band, methinks. Suplado si Ely. Hehe. Shortly after, the fireworks started. We just stayed until after the three ates could finish their Rialto ride, and then after that, we headed home.

The following morning, Ate Kara and I woke up early to attend the Parent-Child activity in her school, aptly titled “Ganito kami noon, Bakit ganito na kayo ngayon…Anak, add mo ko, chat tayo” Cheesy title, really, but the talk, which Salesian priest Fr. GC Carandang facilitated, was really worth waking up early in the morning for. He gave insights as to how the young think nowadays, and what parents can do in order to catch up. Gone are the days when parents could impose their rules and the kids won’t be able to do anything but abide by them. Kids nowadays need to be nurtured and understood, because of the many things they could turn to, if not given proper care. I am pretty confident of my relationship with Ate Kara because, well, I’d say we are good friends and she knows she can talk with me about anything, tho she also knows that I have to mother her when needed. I also don’t have qualms about kissing and hugging her, or telling her I love her even when there are other people around. Yup, I am makulit like that. And I think she knows that no matter how old she gets, I will still give those kisses and hugs spontaneously, and I will always tell her I love her til she gets tired of me. J We were done at 1pm, which meant I had to go to mass with her at 4:30 pm. Bong, the kids, and our two ates already heard mass earlier at 12 noon.

After hearing the 4:30 mass, Bong fetched me and Kara, and we headed to do some grocery shopping. I realized that the kids’ baon stash had already been depleted earlier. Panong di mauubos, e nireraid nila yung pantry and cupboards, not to mention the fridge, every now and then? We were done grocery shopping at about 8pm and we headed home after that. But my day hadn’t ended yet because I proceeded to cook giniling (menudo style) when we got home so they’d have food today.

It was already about 11pm when I finally had the chance to sit on the bed and play Unblock me on my phone as my way of relaxing. Haha! I know I was still frying my brain cells, but what the hey, that game relaxes me, really. Ate Kara thinks so, too.

 

So yeah, give me those three days and I will surely use them wisely. Sleeping, and eating, and playing games on my phone, that is. Wink

 

HK family vacay

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Category : family, life outside work, Motherhood and parenting, musings

It was barely two months ago when my mom told me she and Papa talked about going to Hong Kong. I  thought at first she was just joking since we had just come home from our Cebu-Bohol Trip (which I was not able to blog about here). So when I saw the Cebu Pacific seat sale announcement, I immediately sent her a text message to let her know about it. She said yes, and she instructed me to book for a round trip flight for her…and 10 more! That meant she, my papa, my sister Anne, me, Daddy Bong, Ate Kara, Jeremy, Cassie, my sister Iyoy, her husband and my niece Freya would all go. Yes, you heard it right, all eleven of us were going to HK.

I was able to find a flight that would accommodate all 11 of us, and it was on October 6′s first flight out of Manila to HK (at 5:40 am!) that we left for HK. It took 2 hours to reach the HK International Airport, and another hour or so for the immigration check, and to get our bags. After that, we bought Octopus cards to be used for our trips within HK, aboard buses, MTRs, and even Star Ferry!

Before 9am, we were on our way to Tsim Sha Tsui’s Taisan Guesthouse, which is managed by Ate Yolly, a very nice Filipina who has been working in HK for the past 21 years. Where we stayed, the MTR station was a few steps away, and outside the building was the bus stop. It was also very near shopping places, (found a Bossini outlet and sports house outlet within the vicinity), and other tourist spots like the museums and the Avenue of Stars/Star Ferry station.

Although Daddy Bong and I had a hard time taking care of two overly active kids who wanted to be carried when they got tired walking (In HK, you will do a looooooooot of walking, which I didn’t mind, actually, if not for carrying Cassie), I still wanna go back to HK. Soon, I hope.

Anyway, I am posting photos, actually, which is the very reason for this so I won’t bore you with the other details of the trip. I hope the photos would do justice to the fun we had during our 4-day, 3-night stay in HK. Oh, we went home on the morning of Sunday, October 9.

As promised, here are the photos…

 

Arriving in HKIA.

Jeremy riding on the top floor of the double decker airport bus going to TST.

On our first night in HK, after a bit of rest, we went to the Victoria Harbour/Tsim Sha Tsui waterfront/clock Tower to watch A symphony of Lights, it’s a light and sound show participated in by about 40 buildings on both sides of the Harbour. It’s on every 8pm, and it’s really a sight to watch. Many tourists flock to the place.

 

Biggie Me and Mini Me hamming it up for the camera in the Avenue of the Stars.

On day 2, we started it by going to Tung Chung to board the cable car that would take us to Ngong Ping. Ngong Ping 360 as it’s called, is a 5.7 km cable car ride which gives you panoramic views of the HK International Airport, the South China Sea, and the Tian Tian Buddha. I am not particularly fond of heights so it took time getting used to it. What was nice about the experience was the cool breeze as we traversed the whole thing. It was also amazing to see other cable cars making their way to Ngong Ping. The experience was nice, tho to me, it was a bit too long. Parang saken, 2km, ok na. I’m not fond of heights, remember?

On the way to Tung Chung via the MTR.  Nakatayo lang lagi si Ate Kara. pose naman nang pose.

 

 

Jeremy and Cassie fascinated by the Citygate Musical fountain
My sister Anne and Ate Kara aboard the cable car from Tung Chung going to Ngong Ping. If I know, takot na yang dalawang yan. LOL!
Look, ma! cable car!

 

Ngong Ping babies
Mommy, Ate Kara and Freya in Ngong Ping, after the 5.7 km cable car ride

 

Cutie Cassie
copying the Tian Tian Buddha. Smile
Family photo op with the Tian Tian Buddha in the background
Forgive a nanay’s point of view, but I am pretty proud of my daughter here. Ang ganda kaya niya. hihi!
Hindi nagpatalo ang mga kulets
Bubble Fun. There were bubble machines everywhere!

 

Daddy Bong, anyare?

After Ngong Ping, we headed to Disneyland. It was pretty late already but since Disneyland closes at 11pm on weekends, we decided to proceed to Disneyland. As expected there were practically no more characters except for a few which had really long lines. But what was important was we had our photo op with Tinkerbelle who is the kids’ most fave character. To get to Disneyland from Tung Chung, we took the MTR to Sunny Bay, where we alighted for the connecting trip via MTR to Disneyland. You’d know you’re riding the Disneyland MTR because there were Disney characters everywhere inside it. It was also Haunted Halloween time so when the darkness sets in, the scary characters come out of hiding. We also witnessed the Glow-in-the-dark parade.

Finally, Disneyland! Pasensya na po sa mga cute piglets, they have a wonderful sense of humour which includes pretending to sleep during important photo ops. Wink

 

Ang konti namin, no? Wink
The kids were elated to see Tinkerbelle and immediately asked if she isn’t flying soon. Yep, they really thought this Tinkerbelle flies. Wink
Guess who got scared!
Daddy getting driving lessons from Jeremy

The following day, we brought the kids to the HK Science Museum which was a really smart move because they enjoyed themselves so much. The Museum is just a short walking distance from where we were staying in TST. The Museum is soooo big. The third floor houses the Children’s Gallery where the kids played with the bubble hoops, the slow bubble machine, and had fun at the kiddie play area.

Day 3: Ate Kara and the slow bubble exhibit at the HK Science Museum
Hindi nagpatalo si Mama and Cassie hihi!
Cassie having fun with the big bubbles
The little boy enjoying the play area with other kids

It was fun watching Jeremy and Cassie interacting with the other kids. One insight I got was that language was not a barrier for them. It didn’t matter that mine are Filipinos, and the others, Chinese, some Americans/caucasians. All it took were innocence and the ability to have pure fun. Some kids accidentally hit others but I noticed they didn’t mind. In fact, they even became instant friends, laughing and playing after being hit by the other. I wish it were the same for us, adults.

After the HK Science Museum, we went to the Victoria Peak. First, we boarded the Star Ferry at the Victoria Harbour on Tsim Sha Tsui, which took us to the Central Pier. From there, we rode the open top Bus 15C which took us to the lower terminus of The Peak Tram. There we rode the Peak Tram to the Peak Tower, then we went Madame Tussauds to see the wax figures on display.

 

Jeremy and Daddy Bong riding the Star Ferry
Riding the Peak Tram. Too bad, we don’t have a shot of the Tram. When we arrived, there were long lines to the ticket counter. Good thing we purchased ours at a discounted rate from Ate Yolly beforehand. Smile

 

With Brangelina at Madam Tussauds. Notice how my little girl embraced Angelina? Anak, I haven’t given you up for adoption, so please don’t think Angelina is your adoptive mom. LOL!
Is that you, Bella?
Einstein: weh?
Now we know why Marilyn Monroe laughed so hard.
First, a vampire, now, a pirate! Ate Kara’s choices are rather uhmmm…scary. LOL!
Jeremy finding a new mommy? oh no.
With Paul, John, Ringo and George
Caddie Daddy
Pablo Picasso and moi
Michael Jackson when he still looked like Michael Jackson. RIP, MJ!
Obama didn’t mind that I occupied his seat with Jeremy. LOL!
Hello, Astrodaddy!
People couldn’t take their eyes off Cassie who also couldn’t stop from dancing with Madonna. All throughout, the music was Lady Gaga’s Pokerface. Lady Gaga’s wax figure was just beside Madonna’s.
Couldn’t resist this one-time opportunity to have my photo taken with The Gaga. LOL!

The following day, October 9, we took the first flight via Cebu Pac out of Hong Kong at 8:25 am. From the guesthouse, we took a van to the HKIA. We were just in time for our flight!

 

Back in Manila. Wonder what’s going on in Cassie’s mind whose sleep was abruptly cut as we had to get out of the plane, retrieve our baggage, and go through immigration once again.

As I have said, the trip to HK was too short, but it was still enjoyable. Since Daddy Bong and I weren’t able to really really enjoy it, we’re hoping to go back soon, without the kids this time. We need a break, after all. When it would be, let’s just wait and see. Smile

 

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Thanks to the thread Hong Kong for Dummies found in the Pinoy Exchange Forum, arranging our trip to HK was a breeze. Read everything to get acquainted with HK. The people who made that thread are geniuses, and much of the credit for arranging our itinerary goes to them. Maraming salamat po sa inyo!

 

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I am Barbie.

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Category : family, life outside work, Motherhood and parenting, musings

One night, as we were about to sleep, Cassie just blurted out that her name was Princess. Jeremy, like a lightning, said, “I am McQueen.” Yep, that’s Lightning McQueen, the main character in the Disney movie “Cars.” Cassie, then, proceeded to tell me that her Dad is “Nater.” (Actually, Tow Mater, Lightning McQueen’s bestfriend).

I asked her who Mama was. Yup, that’s me. Dear old mama. To my utter wonderment, she blurted out  “Jollibee.” (I can actually sense you sniggering.)

Jollibee. Yeah, tell me again that Jollibee is well-loved by kids. Yadah. Yadah. Or that I should be happy I am now Jollibee, instead of a train, which was what she answered me with when asked the same question about a year or so ago. You see, my kids have this habit of either subbing your name with somebody else’s, or assigning you a different name entirely.

But let me go to back to Jollibee. How in the world she decided I was Jollibee, I don’t know. (Hoy!!! I am not as big as Jollibee, no?)

So there I was trying to get settled with the idea that I am no longer a train, but wonder of wonders, Jollibee, when Cassie suddenly decided it was time to articulate who everybody was, again.

Cassie was Princess. Jeremy, Lightning McQueen. Daddy, Nater (sic), Ate Kara, Hello Kitty. Kuya Anne, a butterfly. Tito Onid, Batman. And Mama. What about Mama? “You are Barbie, Mama.” Yes. That was Cassie’s pronouncement.

I am Barbie. I don’t care if she’s old, or if she has a neck and a pair of legs that are unusually, abnormally long. I don’t give a damn. I am Barbie. No longer a train, no longer Jollibee. I am Barbie.

 

I should buy more pasalubongs for her. *wink*

 

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Asthma’s a b*tch

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Category : family, life outside work, Motherhood and parenting, musings

I shouldn’t be here working today.  I should be in the hospital taking care of my little boy. He’s in the hospital because of another asthma attack. Have I told you that asthma’s a b*tch? Yeah, it is, especially for my family. All my three children have it, and the mere change of weather brings a new attack. It doesn’t matter how much you illness-proof your home, how carefully you take precautionary measures,  how thoroughly you clean your house. With the proliferation of all things harmful, you’re left to wonder where else you could turn to.

Ok na nga sana kung maggagamutan na lang. Kung bibili ng gamot na iinumin, ngunguyain, inenebulize, kahit pa nga ipaligo. Ok na lang din, kasi kahit papano, we can afford to buy those sh*tty medicines. But what I really really hate is when the kids have to be hospitalized and they have to be pricked, inserted a needle, hurt… and they cry calling my name, nanginginig ang buong katawan sa takot while clinging to me thinking I would be able to protect them from those hands that are hurting them. How do you explain to them that they need those in order to get well? They’re still babies, for crying out loud! Wala naman akong magawa kundi umiyak na lang din and wish I were the one being pricked instead of them. But it doesn’t work that way. It doesn’t work that way, so when illness strikes, and the doctor tells us we have to have them confined, wala nang choice kundi magpaospital. I guess the good thing in that is I don’t have to make a choice whether to have them admitted to the hospital, or not, for lack of resources. It’s a good thing that my company has group hospitalization coverage for its employees, and their dependents, the cost of which, we, employees pay for. Mura lang din naman. But really, I don’t mind paying my monthly fees for as long as any member of the family does not get hospitalized, and we don’t have to avail of the benefits I paid for. I am hopeful, though, that tomorrow, Jeremy will finally be out of the hospital.

I am crossing my fingers. And praying. Yes, praying.

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I know I just ranted. But really, what I meant to do was ask you, who are reading this, to please pray for the kids. Our little girl Cassie, was actually just sent home with meds because even though she also has asthma, she is better and doesn’t need to stay in the hospital like Jeremy. And yes, even Ate Kara has cough and colds. Still, I ask you to pray for the three kids, that they may be healthy again. Thank you!

 

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Usapan bago matulog

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Category : family, life outside work, Motherhood and parenting, musings

Bago matulog kagabi, habang nakahiga sa kama katabi ang dalawang piglets na sina Jeremy at Cassie, tinanong ako ni Jeremy kung nasan daw si Daddy (Bong).

 

Jeremy: Mama, san si daddy?

Mama (ako):  Daddy left already because you are both makulit. (At the time, Bong was taking a bath.)

Jeremy: Bakit alis si Daddy?

Mama: Kasi makulit kayo ni Cassie, you don’t want to sleep yet. If you don’t sleep yet (and it was about past 11pm already), mama will leave also.

Jeremy: Si Daddy, alis. si Mama, alis. Si ate din, alis?

Mama: Yes. Daddy, mama, and even ate will leave.

Jeremy: E pupunta na lang ako kay mommy (mommy is my mom, their lola)

Mama: You can’t leave the house. You will be left here in the house.

Cassie (my ever precocious principal): Sige, ra-run ako!

 

Ayun, hindi ko na napigilang mapahagalpak ng tawa. Yung kagustuhan kong matakot sila para matulog na, e nagbackfire bigla sa akin. Hindi ko naman kasi naisip na ilang hakbang lang at bahay na ng mga magulang ko. Hindi ko rin naisip na pinagbawalan ko silang magtatakbo dahil pag napapagod e inaatake ng hika. At ang siste, mukhang ako pa ang natakot sa gagawin nila. Mahirap pag mas matalino pa sayo ang mga anak mo. Kainaman!

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Top 5 Awardee: Jeremy

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Category : family, life outside work, Motherhood and parenting, musings

On March 24, Jeremy went up the stage to signal the end of his first year in school, and yes, to claim two medals.  One was given to all students, I guess, to reward them for a year of school works, and for diligently attending classes LOL. But the second medal is so much more special because it was given to him as an award for being one of the top 5 students in the school. This second medal actually came as a surprise because I was about to remove Jeremy’s long sleeved white polo and tie as he was sweating profusely even if it was actually breezy (thank God for the very nice weather that afternoon). Buti na lang, I didn’t take out his polo because at the time, the school administrator was already announcing how they were able to arrive at the selection of the top 5 students in the school (remember that this was a SPED school so Jeremy’s classmates were all older than him–he was actually the youngest in the school at 3 years old). He said that all the school teachers conferred and submitted the names of the students whom they believe should be awarded as the top 5 best students of the school. The 5 names, were in fact, not ranked according to order. They were just to be called the top 5 students. So, ok, fine.

Anyways, after the second student’s name was called, I had to do a double take because I heard the school administrator calling Jeremy’s name. Wow! It was really very surprising! It’s not that I doubted my little boy’s ability, but I just wasn’t expecting it. Still, I was very thankful to the school for all the help and for being patient with my overly makulit little boy who can now spell and write his name (yung Jeremy lang nga. Hihi.), read and write the alphabet, recite and write the numbers, etc., effectively preparing him for the big school this coming school year.

Before I could recover, Jeremy was already on his way to the stage. Haha! He was very excited to go up the stage for the second time, and he was really beaming. I don’t know if he really understood what he was doing, but I knew that I was the proudest mom in that place. All over him, the other kids were 4, 6, 12 years old, some of them in their teens, and here he was, the youngest in the school getting a top honors medal.

After the ceremonies, we just ate (food was included in the graduation fee), and then, we went home, as we could not celebrate properly since Daddy Bong was not around. He had a conference to attend.

Anyways, as promised, here are some photos we took of the little boy and of me and Ate Kara. Special thanks, of course, to my Ate Kara who took most of the photos.

The little boy before we left for the graduation exercises

 

Hamming it up for the camera

With Ate Kara before the ceremony started

Ain't I lucky to have beautiful children? Smile

Proud Mama and the graduating little boy

Couldn't resist putting this photo here because of the really big smile. Smile

Going up the stage for the first time. Look at the happy smile on my little boy's face!

Graduate nako!

With Teacher Zie

Look, ma! Two medals!

Congratulations to our little boy, Jeremy! Daddy and Mama hope you will sustain  your good work in school. Oh, Daddy Bong bought the little good boy a Disney Cars lunch bag and a Cars shirt to go with it as his reward. Naturally, the little boy was very happy. Smile Sana lang makuntento na lang siya sa Disney Cars at huwag niya kaming hingian ng totoong kotse. If that happens, lagot!

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Bukas, Sabado, pupunta kami sa Mall

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Category : family, life outside work, Motherhood and parenting, musings

Bukas, Sabado, pupunta kami sa mall kasama si Jeremy.

Kung makapagannounce naman ako, kala mo napakaspecial ng SM. Pero ang totoo, ang pakay namin sa pagpunta sa mall ang special. Bakit kamo? Because we will buy a long-sleeved polo for our 3-year old boy, Jeremy. Again, bakit kamo? Because he is graduating on March 24.

I’ve had countless experiences of going on stage during graduation or recognition day ceremonies. The other day I was recalling the many times my mom went on stage to accompany me as I am cited for being an outstanding student, or for winning school contests. Suffice it to say that I was pretty much an achiever when I was still a student. Pero ang hindi ko inexpect, was the pride I would feel when it was my turn to accompany my child to the stage, because this time, ako naman ang magsasabit ng medalya sa kanya. And that has been my experience with Ate Kara. Ever since she started schooling, maraming beses na rin akong umakyat ng stage as a proud mom, nagsasabit ng mga medalya dahil either honor student siya, or she also won in school contests (like mama, like Ate Kara. Haha!) I don’t know if my mom felt the same way I would feel whenever Kara’s Graduation or Recognition Day comes, but I know, feeling ko, ako na ang pinakaswerteng nanay sa mundo at pinakamagaling ang anak ko sa lahat. At siguro, talagang maswerte nga lang ako dahil if I haven’t said so yet, my Ate Kara is one smart kid.

And now, on Thursday, to be exact, it will be Jeremy’s turn. He will graduate for the first time, wearing a white, long-sleeved polo and long black pants.

Hindi ko pa alam what will happen. But you see, Jeremy’s school is one of a kind. His school is a SPED school. Before the school year started kasi, we had him attend Occupational Therapy sessions. I felt that at a little over 24 months, his speech capability was late. When his developmental pedia ran some tests, we found that his speech capability was lagging, only 16-17 months when he was already 26 months at the time (2 years and 2 months). The doctor said that it might be because his motor skills were advanced naman for his age. Suffice it to say that he is really a very active little boy. We feared he might have ADHD (Attention Deficit Hyperactivity Disorder). While this was kind of a bad news for us, Bong and I thought there should be intervention as early as possible. Ayaw namin na kung kelan late na, saka naman kami kikilos.

So that was what we did. For almost a year, he attended OT sessions with her pretty and really smart occupational therapist, Teacher Abbi. There we saw his improvement. If before he was very impatient, would run around, and seldom stop to talk to you if you call him, he improved a lot. Nabawasan ang pagiging malikot niya, pati yung sobrang pagtatantrums niya. We were also told not to easily give in when he cries to get what he wants. That’s what kids typically do. They cry even without provocation so that you’d eventually give in to their desires. (See how clever kids are!) The OT sessions not only involved behavior modification, but also speech exercises. We were just blessed to have Teacher Abbi (of Building Blocks Child Therapy Clinic in Sta. Rosa) assigned to Jeremy because we found her not just smart but very patient and super sweet (feeling ko nga ako yung mas attached sa kanya when we eventually had to stop having Jeremy attend his OT sessions).

When Jeremy stopped attending private OT sessions and June came, (this was last year, June 2010), our family decided to have him attend school at this SPED school in Sta. Rosa. Jeremy’s school is from 1-4pm, and there are just 4 of them in that class. Siya ang pinakabata. After school started, we brought Jeremy back to his developmental pedia and he was reassessed. This time, his assessment indicated that his skills were now right for his age. Actually, yung over-all assessment for him was at 3-3.5 years old. At the time, he was 3 years and 2 months old. The doctor told us we should have enrolled him in a regular preschool, not in a special school because his development might be hampered if he has to wait for his other classmates. But we saw the wisdom of him attending a special school because the teacher to student ratio was only 1:4. This is also why now, he can confidently count to 40, read and write the numbers and alphabet on his own, and even read simple words. He hasn’t turned 4 yet, but he can already do these and more. I don’t think all kids below 4 years old can do those already. But I also don’t know if all kids below 4 years old would be able to reason out with their moms or yayas and refuse to do their homeworks because they’re already tired, or they’re sleepy, or better yet, “ka-seeeh, tatamad na ku e.” Jeremy, for some reason, often tells us these come homework time. Haha! Alam na!

So come Thursday, I am, once again, going to be one proud Mama. (Unfortunately, Bong will miss his graduation as he is attending a conference at work) Wala namang sinabi ang school na award that Jeremy will get, but what the heck. My baby will graduate and it will signal his transition to a regular school, the one Ate Kara attends, Canossa School in Sta. Rosa (yeah, the same school I attended from elementary to high school). And that, for me, is enough reason to be very proud and happy.

 

Pero bago yun, bukas, Sabado, pupunta kami sa mall kasama si Jeremy.

Special ang pagpunta namin bukas dun. Hindi para mag-grocery, o kumain lang sa labas. Bibili kami ng graduation attire ng little boy namin. Wag lang sana ako maiyak ulit sa graduation niya just like what happened during Ate Kara’s graduation in elementary. I have a penchant for crying during graduations, you see.

Wish me luck!

 

 

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Para kanino ka bumabangon?

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Category : family, Motherhood and parenting, musings

Alam mo yung tv commercial ng Nescafe? Yung may tagline na para kanino ka bumabangon?

Yung nagpapakita ng isang teacher na nanay na natutuwa dahil yung dalawang anak niya maayos at natututo sa kanilang paaralan. Isang series ito ng mga commercials na gusto kong panoorin kapag nakikita ko sa tv. Alam kong kung iisipin, may mga inconsistencies yung tv ad. Isipin mo naman, isang ordinaryong teacher sa isang paaralang pampubliko ang nakaupo sa umaga at nagkakape habang iniisip niya ang mga anak niya at ang kanyang gagawin sa buong araw na iyon. Sa totoong buhay, mapapatanong ka kung ilang teachers natin ang may ganyang pagkakataon sa araw-araw. Mas madali sigurong isipin na paggising sa umaga, arya na, kelangang magmadali para pumasok na sa eskwela. At sa liit ng sinusweldo, sa taas ng mga bilihin, sa hirap ng buhay, at idagdag mo pa ang napakakulit at pagkaminsa’y may pagkapilyo at pagkapilyang mga estudyante, palagay ko, hindi na siya mapapangiti.

Pero wafakels. Mas gusto kong ulit-uliting alalahanin ang tanong niya sa tv ad na yun.

Para kanino nga ba ako bumabangon?

Kagabi, pagdating sa bahay, ramdam ko yung pagod ko. Halos natutulala na ako kasi maghapong masakit ang ulo ko, idagdag pa ang mga mata ko dahil na rin sa maghapong pakikipagbuno sa computer at sa nile-layout at ineedit kong publication sa opisina. Kaya nga pagdating ng bahay, kahit Masaya ako na nakita ko na ang mga bata, tuwang tuwang mayakap sila at mahalikan, pagdaka, nanalo rin ang pagod. Dahil kailangan pa ring tingnan ang mga assignments ni Jeremy mula sa kanyang eskwelahan (kung bakit naman araw araw may assignment sa Reading, Writing, at Math. At ang dami nila palagi, ha!) Dahil talagang maiingay ang mga bata, maya’t maya nagsisigawan, kelangang sawayin (kung bakit naman kasi natutunan ni Cassie ang pagsasabi ng gago. At dahil alam niyang bawal siyang magsalita ng gago, para lang yata masabi niya ang salitang gago, e sasabihin niyang “don’t say gago ha.”). Dahil talagang pagod na ako sa trabaho.

Hindi iilang beses ko nang biniro ang sarili ko at tinanong: Pwede kaya akong mag-leave sa pagiging nanay? Kahit isang araw lang. Yung magkaron lang ako ng isang buong araw na tahimik ang paligid, wala akong maririnig na bangayan at iyakan, hindi ko kailangang isipin kung anong iluluto, yung dapat makakain ng mga piglets. Isang araw na pwede kong gawin kung anuman ang gusto ko, hindi yung may weekend nga pero kelangan ding magpunta ng supermarket para maggrocery, o kaya ay bumili ng ibang kailangan ng mga bata at ng aming tahanan. Isang buong araw kung saan pwede akong magbasa ng mga inaalikabok na libro sa bahay, o nabuburong ebooks sa files ko, o magsagot ng crossword at Sudoku, o magbloghop nang walang patumangga, o humilata sa kama, magpamasahe, at matulog hangga’t gusto ko.

Pero naiisip ko pa lang, parang hindi na rin matanggap ng kalooban ko ang isang buong araw na hindi ko makikita ang mga inakay ko. Isang araw na tahimik lang, wala ang sigawan, bangayan, iyakan, at lalong walang bakas ng pagiging isang nanay ko. Isang araw kung saan hindi ko iisipin kung nasan na ang mga bata, nakapaligo na ba sila? nakakain? Naglalaro? Natutulog pag oras na ng pagtulog? Isang araw kung saan pag aalis akong gustong gusto kong kasama sa lakaran si Ate Kara, e magisa na lang ako. (At dahil magisa nga lang ako, malamang ang naiwan sa mga bata ay si Bong na wala namang karekla-reklamo kung ganun ang mangyayari dahil alam ko ring gusto niya akong bigyan ng pahinga.)

Kaya lang, narealize ko, ang lungkot namang talaga kung ganun, kasi sa totoo lang, sa bawat pagdaan ng araw at pagpapasalamat ko sa Diyos sa isa pang panibagong buhay, sumisigaw din sa aking isipan ang katotohanang bumabangon nga ako talaga para sa aking mga anak, sa aking asawa, sa aking pamilya. Dahil kahit puyat at kulang na kulang sa tulog, hindi ko pa rin ipagpapalit ang ingay ng buong kabahayan namin, ang mga sigawan, takbuhan, iyakan, paligsahan sa pagkuha ng atensyon, ang pagluluto at paghahanda ng mga bagay para sa lahat, ang pamamasyal kasama ang buong batalyon, ang minsanang pagdedate naming dalawa ni Ate Kara, ang mga yakap at halik na nakukuha ko sa kanilang tatlo. Hindi ko ipagpapalit ang kalmang nararamdaman ko pag nakikita ko na silang tulog na tulog, na parang mga anghel sa bait…mga tagpong magiging hudyat upang hayaan ko na rin ang sarili kong makatulog ng ilang oras bago kami muling gisingin ng alarm, hudyat upang bumangong muli dahil sa panibagong araw na naghihintay sa amin.

Mabuti na lang, may kape. At habang iniinom ito, may pagkakataon muling alalahanin at sagutin ang katanungang para kanino ba ako bumabangon? Yun lang, at arya na agad para simulan ang isa pang bagong araw.

 

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Not all that ends well, is well…well.

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Category : family, Motherhood and parenting, musings

My last post here was actually about practically all of us in the family getting sick. I honestly thought that would be the last I’d talk about any of us getting sick, but here I am again.

If you think you don’t want to be bored reading about what happened and why I haven’t been posting lately, then, please, close this tab or go look for another blog post to read, because yeah, the saga continues.

Remember our little boy Jeremy getting sick and being hospitalized for bronchopneumonia and asthma? And Cassie, albeit just confined at home, getting sick, too? Well, their pediatrician suggested that we bring them back to her when they recover from that bug to be tested for primary complex. That was exactly what we did. So Last Saturday, Feb 12, Bong and I brought them back to her. She did the skin test (which was really painful, I know. I hate skin tests, too) and she asked us to tell her what happens after 48-72 hours. Right away when that thing was injected on them, they developed a lump which became larger and redder as the hour progressed. That was a natural reaction, the pedia said, but we had to wait until Monday to determine if they would test positive.

Monday came, and what do you know, both Jeremy and Cassie were positive for primary complex. Jeremy’s induration measured 1cm, while Cassie’s was 1.5cm. To be declared negative for primary complex, it has to be less than 1cm.

Tuesday, I brought them both to their pedia wherefore I was given instructions on how to administer their meds. Treatment would go for 6 months, during which we have to be dedicated because missing it once would mean us going back to square one.

If you don’t know yet, Primary Complex is simply put, children’s TB. Yes, tuberculosis. When they tested positive for it, I was almost depressed. I mean, how could they have this, when we take pains in making sure they are well taken care of? I found myself asking where they got it, or if we, ourselves, both Bong and I, were carriers. Without us knowing, we might have passed it on to them. But what was more probable was one of the yayas passing this on to them. We really don’t know anymore who to blame. Besides, there is no time for this.

Just to be sure, both Bong and I decided to have xrays done on us, too. We were both cleared, btw. So it couldn’t have been any of us. It might have come then, from any of our past yayas. We were advised by our pedia, then, to have everyone checked from now on. If we are getting new yayas, they should undergo blood tests and have xrays done to ensure that they don’t infect our kids anymore.

The only silver lining I see from what happened, is that primary complex is not contagious. Meaning, the kids can’t infect anybody. It’s an adult who has TB that can infect kids and adults alike.

And what of Ate Kara? She underwent an ultrasound last Monday as this one has been put off too long. After her operation in 2008 where her right ovary was taken out, her doctor wanted her to have an ultrasound. But you know when everything gets well and you put off something that would remind you of a harrowing experience such as what she underwent? Well, that’s what happened, I put off the ultrasound until recently when she felt pain again, which she later attributed to dysmenorrhea. But this time, she had to undergo that ultrasound. And she did. And there, we were told that she had PCOS, or polycystic ovary syndrome. This means the eggs she produces don’t mature. They just get bigger and bigger. She also produces more male hormones than is necessary. (You know that we all produce a little of the opposite sex’s hormones, right?) These are the reasons she has more pimples, she gains weight easily even when she doesn’t eat too much, and her height is tall for her age.

We were told that she can’t take pills yet as she is still very young, besides, she menstruates regularly (to treat this, those contraceptive pills should be taken. But yeah, those should be taken by more mature women, not my baby) So the regimen is for her to lose weight, eat more fruits and vegetables, eat less carbo, and exercise. I am hoping that this will really improve her condition.

So what now? I really don’t know. I would like to stay positive and think that with diligence and patience, we would all come out of this still intact and stronger. And again, if you can, please say a prayer for our family. What’s keeping me sane is the thought that all these, shall pass in time.

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OT:  If you are a WordPress user and haven’t upgraded yet to Version 3.0.5, I recommend that you wait till those in WP have already fixed the bug that seems to be there. When I tried writing a new post, those editing buttons in my Admin panel just wouldn’t show up. I have tried researching and saw that a lot of those who upgraded to the new version are very dissatisfied. What I did was to write this post and then try to edit it. Only then did the editing buttons appear. What a bummer, right? I hope the soon-to-be-released WP 3.1 version will be able to fix the bugs. Those in WP also said that the problems seem to be coming from plugins that use  JQuery, but knowing nothing about JQuery or whatever its use is, I didn’t understand. What I know is that after updating to 3.0.5, this problem started. Oh well.

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