just a note

Ba,

Sometimes I want to bloody scalp your head off...

Pero kalbo ka na eh!

We still have a loooooooooooooooong way to go.

Until all we have is our two front teeth.

You can be the most stubborn man alive but I love you.

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watching my baby sleep

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A letter to my daughter

Ikay,

Life holds too many surprises and before I lose the chance to do so, I want to teach you some things I’ve learned in life…

First, learn to live your life without regrets. Living with regrets, wishing to change things you can’t change only drags you down.

Learn to find the little wonderful things in life – they are what matter most.

Learn to dream big and believe the vastness of heavens and the depths of the oceans are not enough to encompass all that your heart can possibly wish for as they can never compass all my dreams for you.

Learn to forgive no matter how difficult it is to forget. Living life without anger is easier than consuming your life with a fruitless wrath.

Believe that you can do anything you set your mind to doing and learn to accept the things that you can’t.

Set a goal for yourself. It is easier to live your life when you know where you want to go.

Never allow yourself to believe that you don’t need an education. It is something that you’d never lose once you have it.

Respect everyone and have compassion for those who do not have respect for themselves.

Love unconditionally but never ever lose yourself in the process.

Learn to say “No” and mean it. You don’t always have to please everyone.

Find a man who’d watch you sleep for hours, hold your hands when you’re in pain, love you unconditionally and think you’re sexy and beautiful even when you weigh 75 kilos!

Learn to accept yourself – flaws and all. Look in the mirror and know that you are beautiful and that you are loved.

Learn not to judge yourself by what people think of you because people will always have an opinion and you could never please everyone. Learn to judge yourself according to how you’d be judge in the end.

Live an honest life. You’d live longer.

Learn how to pray and believe with absolute faith that He will never forsake you.

Choose well the people you’d trust.

Learn to keep secrets.

Pay your debts.

Cultivate in your heart an innate kindness and the ability to find the goodness in everyone.

Don’t forget birthdays and learn to do something special for someone when he least expects it.

Learn how to cook and keep house. You’d find life’s little pleasures in doing so.

Never let others define you – define yourself.

Never forget to dance in the rain, walk barefoot on the grass, kiss the roses as you go by living your life.

Know that you are love always.

Love,
Mama

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separation anxiety

I understand mothers experience separation anxiety...

But mine is unique.

Her name is Edith. I honestly, sincerely likes her. She works really hard and without complaint that my mother loves her. And no, she has not just come down from the Isarog mountains.

Guess what? She takes care of my baby when I'm not at home.

Now, tell me.. honestly...just honestly... do you think I have to worry???

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there i go again..

I really am such a klutz.

Today, we formally launched the medical transcription course our company is offering, in partnership with WRI.

There were a lot of guests...

The ex-vice mayor, city councilors, people from TESDA and DTI, media people and a lot of important guests...

And I came in pants a tad smaller for me (blame it on my pregnancy fat) and take note with a hole in the ass area. geeze! I wanted to come wearing slacks but nothing fits and those that my aunt lent me were two freaking big. I look like I'm with freaking rapper group or something.

So I wore this long shirt (which was too big for me before I got pregnant and now is tad small for me) and I happily went along there with my husband who wanted to come wearing a polo shirt, but who I fortunately convinced to wear something more appropriate for the occasion.

When I got there, I entered the room and shook the hands of VERY important people and my aunt was frowning at my shirt. She then asked Erbe to get Her BIG blouse from the car and made me wore the pink blouse, which did not match with my blue pants with a hole in the ass and my yellow sandals. What a screw up!

To make matters worst, just when I thought things couldn't get any worst than a screwed up ensemble, the yellow sandals broke and Erbe asked for a freaking masking tape. Geeze!

But luckily, somebody keeps a pair of sandals and lent it to me. What a fiasco!

Anyways, at the end of the whole thing, I got to watch my husband impressed the people with his presentation. That was at least one good thing that came out of the whole experience.

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life and bitches

people would either hate you..
or love you...

You could never please everyone as always...
there would be who would be those who'd find you lacking...

The fucked up thing though is that there are people who would stabbed you when your back is turn while all the while pretending to be the nice bitches that they are...

Some would find so many reasons to hate you but forget that they have more fucked up skeletons in their closets.

In my life, therefore, I've learned to care only for those opinion of people who matters...

and to have my bullshit detector intact so that i'd know who is bullshitting me or not.

I've also learned to smile at those who I know stabs my back.

While chanting in my head, "Screw you bitch."

P.S. Sorry baba for the blasphemy...

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my sister says...

this is how my daughter would be like 7 years from now...

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Oh! Beautiful Life!

I have a good life...

I am so blessed.

I have a husband who drives me nuts everyday and who have his faults and yes, he is not perfect but he loves me. UNCONDITIONALLY AND COMPLETELY. Because of that, I am blessed. He forgives me for all my shortcomings and my screw-ups.

I have a family who is very supportive, a mother who still treats me like her baby and Dad who still treats me like his little girl, and a sister who just understands where my sense of humor is coming from -- who has always been there for me inspite of everything and anything.

I have my friends -- crazy, lovely people they are!

I have a job. Inspite of the headaches it brings. It fulfills a part of me.

And now I have my daughter -- proof of the love I share with MY husband.

Kaya IKAW, manigas ka sa inggit!!!

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Lolo popsie made her a swing

Erbe and I work on some files at night, so Mommy takes on Ikay for the night, and being the Kix Palabs that she is, she cries through the night when she is put down, so you'd find mommy dancing on the top of the bed or singing at 4 in the morning...

By the way, where is my sister through all this?
Well, after doing the damage, she refuses to take care of Paige at night.

The other night, Mama was almost in tears, being very sleepy while Paige continues to demand that she be danced and sang to.

Daddy sympathetic of Mommy's plight, while of course refusing to take on Paige himself, made Mommy and Paige a makeshift swing...

And there she is... :)

The next day, Erbe and I bought her our own swing which gave us a nights rest as well from the dancing and singing as our princess demands. :)

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She is the CULPRIT!

my little girl is an addict.

Addict to "PALABS"

She likes to be cuddled, cooed, and be rocked to sleep.

Mama is putting up another chicken grill and would like to call it "Cheska's Lechon Manok" in honor of her grandchild, but we are suggesting that she calls it, "Kix Palabs".

Ikay could put up hell at night. One night, she didn't sleep from 2 am to 6 am, which really drove me nuts and Erbe and I had a huge fight from the sheer exhaustion. She just wouldn't stop crying!

She is an addict and my sister is the pusher for Palabs addiction.

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Adora, oh! Adora!

and she loves this soap...

But I will let you in a little secret...

I adore this soap as well...hehe... I mean, I actually stop playing sims or anything I'd be doing just so I can watch the soap.

When I was having Paige, the one thing I kept lamenting about is missing the soap for days!

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Poor Emilio

This is mommy...

commiserating with the fate of emilio in bituing walang ningning..

she really looks funny here...

but if i could be half the woman and the mother she is, i'd die happy. :)

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Raid!

REPORT ON THE FORNICATION SHACK

I have been informed by a reliable source -- my mother!-- that the fornication shack has been raided!

Apparently, the good people of Mabolo, concerned about the welfare of the freakin' fornicating teenagers reported the activities to the authority and the shack has been raided.

It is now closed. Eternally.

:)

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