Daddy Moments

A late post for :

Happy Father's Day to all the wonderful fathers ...

What makes Bea's Papa special? Here's HIS story ...

My husband agreed to be a house husband after our daughter was born for about 2 years . It was a decision he had to make for our daughter. He was brave enough to swallow his pride and ego for her.

When I was pregnant, he quit his job and started a small business. During my pregnancy until I gave birth, the business was just barely doing okay. It was not as successful as we expected it to be. I was supposed to be the one staying home, but when Bea was 2 months old, I was offered a job, one with a better position and a better salary. We had to be practical, but at the same time, we couldn't entrust my daughter to anyone else. We both decided that I go back to work and he give up the business and be Bea' s daddynanny!

In our society, men staying at home were frowned upon. My husband had to deal with that and at the same time he had to deal with his own insecurities. Even if I say it was okay 'coz he has a job -- to take care of our princess ...  he still felt bad for not bringing in some money in our family. Yet he was able to cope with it and did a pretty good job. 

My daughter grew up well ... she was never sick ... she only went to the doctor for her vaccines. The Obsessive Compulsiveness of my husband came in handy .... 

His patience finally paid of after 2 years when he was given an opportunity to start his own business. This time it was something that he really likes -- motorcycles!! And thankfully for 2 years now his motorcycle shop is doing well. ( I guess ... hehehe)

So thankful for the sacrifice he did for us ... I don't mind that my daughter's first word was actually "papa" ....

here are my treasures ...

MM: Love You Papa

I haven't had time to write something for 

for quite sometime ... 

I've been a bit busy but I'm glad to be back!

Here's my share for this week ...

My daughter can't write letters yet, 

but if she could , 

I think she'd make a note like this:

plain and simple but extremely sweet!

That is how I would describe my daughter and my husband's relationship

PLAIN 

SIMPLE 

SWEET

I'm super amazed that my daughter got a lot of her habits 

(even the quite annoying ones) from her father. 

They're so similar .... oh well, I guess that's why I love them both, plain and simple!

Happy Birthday Ate Wil!

This is for my sister, Wilma. I'm so happy to know that she reads my blogs. I know she's my number 1 fan. What she doesn't is that I'm her number 1 fan, too.

I think she's about 15 years older than me. I won't go deeper on the details 'coz that would reveal her exact age and so as mine. 

We haven't really spent too much time together because she had to go the US when I was 9. We had few memories together, too few that I could even use my fingers to count them, but all will be treasured forever.

• I was there when she graduated. I was 6 or maybe 7 years old. I think we ate at a Chinese restaurant called Star Cafe (It's family tradition --- birthdays, graduations or any other special day ~ it has to be Star Cafe). That time, I didn't know what graduation meant. I just had to go to the crowded Burgos Gym of SLU and wait for my sister's name to be called. 

• After passing her exams, my sister had to work in Manila. For me, that meant waiting and expecting Goldilocks cakes (brazodemercedes) and sweets (pulvoron) every time she comes back to Baguio.

• She came home one day and she had bandages all over her nose. Worried and concerned little me asked her what happened and she said she had an accident! Now, older and wiser me knows the truth! (your secret is safe with me ... heheheh)

• When she had to migrate to the US, I was so excited because that was my first time to go to Manila, stay at a hotel, go to SM Megamall, go to the airport, and visit Nayong Filipino. Later, I realized that her leaving the country meant I wouldn't be seeing her for years.

• She had a vacation when I was in the 6th grade. I felt kinda cool in school 'coz I had a troll whose eyes lit up when you push its belly button and I was the only one who had a big bulky colorful Trapper Keeper!

• She got married in the US (without us) and she came home when I was in college with my then li'l cute niece, Michelle. It's strange but I can't remember a lot about that vacation except that she was so patient with Michelle. When the li'l miss cried out loud, my sister would put her on the stroller and push it around the garage/garden until she stops or falls asleep!

• She came back to have a church wedding, with a bit bigger and much more talkative Michelle and her husband, Kuya Jun. It was during this vacation that she met my then boyfriend, now husband, Chard. She was the first person in my family to meet him. The dinner we had with her will always be a much treasured memory of me and my husband. 

• The next time I saw her was the saddest event of our lives. It was when our father died. I was the one who broke the news to her. My husband and I were the ones who fetched her from the airport. On our way home, she told me she's glad I turned out all right. She said that she can't believe I'm all grown up with a  husband and with a daughter. She said, in her memory, I will always be that li'l 9 year old she left years ago. 

She may not have been there while I was growing but she has always been a sister to me ...

Happy Birthday ate Wil! I wish you'd win the lotto so that you could come home and build a house here and then we'd be neighbors!

Mommy Moments - Preggy Tales

I was a bit nervous when I found out I was pregnant the first time. Then I felt really excited, super excited that we already have thought of a unisex name for it. Only to be devastated after I had my ultrasound. It turned out my pregnancy was a blighted ovum. As explained by my doctor that time, a blighted ovum, also called an anembryonic pregnancy, happens when for some reason the fertilized egg in the uterus does not continue to develop. I was supposed to be 3 weeks pregnant. I felt really bad ... I thought I might have done something wrong that caused that. Though, according to my doctor, it was natural, it could happen to anyone. 

The second time, so as not to jinx it, I did not want to be super excited. But I was really happy to see those two lines. And was even happier to find out that it had a heartbeat!! A really fast and normal heartbeat!! I was so relieved. I was really cautious ...  0 drop of a alcohol .... 0 drop of cola and other sugary beverage ....  0 drop of coffee (ooopsss ... maybe I had a few drops) ... but I'm a bit guilty eating some ice cream (I think more than some ... ) I'm a very clumsy person (I trip, slip, slide, etc. ... frequently!!!) but ... amazingly ... I only tripped once during the whole pregnancy ... 

9 months later ... I was blessed with one healthy and lovely baby girl ...

And this princess love hearing the fairy tale version of how she was born  ...

4 years later ... she's still one healthy and lovely girl ...

I'm so blessed to be a mom and to be entrusted with this wonderful angel. Happy Mother's day to my mom, my mom-in-law, and  my sisters!!! Happy mother's day everyone!!!

Check out other wonderful preggy tales @

Mommy Moments - Rainbow Colors

For this week's Mommy Moments' Rainbow colors, I'm choosing a digiscrap  I made for my daughter months ago:

Pictures were taken when she was more than a year old. Her background was actually a rainbow colored inflatable swimming pool. I made this to show her that life is wonderful and colorful and should be enjoyed to the fullest!

Have a wonderful and colorful day everyone!

Check out other rainbow insights @ 

Mommy Moments - Birthday Photo

I've always wanted a picnic party for my daughter. So last December 2010, we celebrated her 4th birthday in Camp John Hay. I prepared everything ... cupcakes, pink balloons, and a pink shirt dress that matches my princess' personality. She was so excited!

What I didn't prepare for was that swing hitting my princess and giving her bruises on her nose.

She was too sad to even blow her candles and smile for the camera.....

She didn't get to play with her guests ... she was just beside gramma all the time ....

She later played with her friends but she wasn't as energetic ....

But when we went home and she had time to really check her gifts ... she forgot all about the accident and she was back to normal as if nothing happened. She had crowns, sandals, dresses, crayons and books and she was so happy ....

The bruises are gone but I still feel bad when I remember this day. But I'm still thankful that I have a smart, healthy and lovely 4 year old ... that's the only thing that matters.

This is my first post for: 

ask a psychic

If I had an opportunity to get any question answered by a really credible psychic, I would ask :

 Is 12/21/2012 really the end of the world?

After the movie 2012 and the recent tragedies happening, many are afraid of 12212012 .  Many are starting to believe that it's doomsday. It's based on some Mayan calendar or some numerology thingy. But for me 12212012 is a very special day . It will be my daughter's 6th birthday.  I don't want to sound selfish but why ... among all the dates possible and available ... why would they think the world would end on 12212012.  

Four years ago, on December 21, I was blessed with a tiny princess. My life was changed that day so for four years now, I had made 1221 extra special for that princess. I can't imagine how devastated my princess would be if during her birthday party, the ground is shaking and breaking and asteroids are approaching .

I hope the psychic answers "no" to my question.  Maybe there's a wonderful life waiting for us beyond this world but this world is so beautiful to be destroyed. I want my daughter to enjoy the beauty of life here on Earth way beyond just 6 years. 

This is the princess showing that she just turned 4.
In 2012, I want her to be able to show everyone that she turned 6!

This is in response to Mama Kat's Writer's Workshop

Yes again and again .....

10 years ... yup ... 10 years ... since I said yes ...

My actual words were "Yes ... to all of your questions." Now, I'm thinking ... what did he really ask? I can't really remember what his questions were ... and if he really did ask me questions .... heheheh ...

Nonetheless, we're still here ... after 10 long years ... it is still us ... and will forever stay as us.

Our story is not a fairy tale.  No glamor, fancy lights, twinkling stars, sparks flying  ... just US.

It's far from perfect. It's imperfect but it's real.

I've cried pails of tears. I cried when it's bad. But most of my tears we're cried when it's good. I'm not really a wailing bitch but it's the US ... the zaniness of being US ...  always makes me cry ...

We talk. Well, I'm the talker. But we talk ... we always do. I think that's why it lasted this long ....

It's comfortable ... everything is ... I don't really need to elaborate, do I? Ooopps ...

I'm blessed. Ours isn't always good but this is the best there is.

I'm so thankful 'coz I'm here because I want to .... I'm here because I love to ...

It was one hell of a ride but I'm so glad it's with him.

Looking forward to 10, 20, 30, 40 .... uhm 50? more years of craziness ...

True love stories never have a happy ending because they never end!