Tired

Wheeww!! I'm really feeling so tired now. I can sleep right now and not work but my conscience prevails. I'm still not productive in my work. My legs are tired, my body and my mind isn't just not in the mood.

Baby has just changed (I hope really not) his sleeping time since last Saturday. He slept around 12:30 in Sunday morning already while 11:30 in the evening last night (Sunday). I stayed up late to get him to sleep but my eyes just can't hold it anymore. Good thing mama is always there. She came to rescue me but then it was already late that I was able to sleep.

The Robittussin I took for every six hours since Saturday until Sunday evening got me so groggy so I guess this adds up to my feeling of tiredness now. I stopped by the way my routine (every six hours after) of taking the drugs because I felt something wrong with my tummy. I sort of want to puke - like having a hyperacidity. I just resumed taking the drugs in the morning.

Instead of pumping my breast for milk during lunchbreak I took a nap because I can't take my sleepiness any longer. Would you believe it! I woke up by around one-thirty, shocks!!! I blamed Ghichell for not waking me up heheheheh.....well, I'm not late though in our DTR.

Maybe it's the Manic MOnday then!!!

Commuting

Commuting is really a pain in the *?/*?#@ when you're living (like me) in a far flung place. The hassle of carrying things is really an inconvenience specially when you have to take three rides of different puv (public utility vehicle).

I have to carry a very bulky backpack because I just can't stop mix feeding my baby. I have to carry in my bag 1 kilo of dry ice for my pumped fresh breast milk, my breakfast baon, my breast pumping paraphernalia and my regular personal stuffs. You see I'm like going to travel or do camping somewhere but the truth is I'm just normally going to my office for work. Even my attire has been catered to my on the go look. I wear t-shirts, cropped pants then rubber shoes. This is for my mobility convenience since I have to do plenty of walking as I hopped in to different rides and a considerable walking from a corner road to our office for about 10minutes. I just take this positively as I consider this lots of walking as an exercise.

The dreadful thing is when you have a dry cough. When you're attacked in the middle of your ride. With your persistent cough you just can't help yourself but do your barking and not having any choice but not to mind the people around you. YOu try to suppress your coughing to no avail with matching teary eyes. Ohhh.... such an unbearable situation. You wish you are inside your car, your comfort zone.

Having your own private vehicle is really a convenience and priceless if you're living in places like mine...... hhhaaahhhhaaayyyyy.... I think I have to take all these for a week but hopefully not my dry cough :(

p/s the person who accidentally bumped our car should answer for the car's repair services..... and if possible for my (and my husband's) inconvenience too?

Curly Tops

I bought 2 boxes of Curly Tops and have just eaten my first piece. I guess there's something about being packed in a box. Though they also have those wrapped in a plastic-wrapper like that of a candy but I really bought the one in a box (I had asked the bagger to get me the chocolates from the highest stall). My parents usually bought me boxed chocolates like this of Curly Tops when I was still a child. It made me realize how fond to me my parents then. :) Actually I'm not really sure if that was Curly Tops. It could be other brands but nowadays only Curly Tops has packaged its chocolates in a box (as far as I know) but I'm disappointed of the sizes of the chocolates in cups. They're small compared to what I had accustomed to.

Having this Curly Tops made me reminisce our cozy, elegant nipa-hut house....our living room and kitchen floor were already in cement... our abuhan where we cook our foods fired by wood or rattan pole cuts.... and then our house was painted in bright colors. So it never occurred to my innocent mind that we were living in a nipa-hut house. But when rain comes, array of casseroles, pails and the likes were put in places where the rain drips. This didn't bother me though. :)

Back then I was able to ate chocolates like this of Curly Tops and I was happy. So everytime I see a boxed Curly Tops chocolates my mind-reminiscing goes on and on.... :)

"Life is like a box of chocolates..... you never know what you're gonna get" - Forrest Gump

I'm about to end this blog but I just learned from papa that he was the one who always bought me the Curly Tops. Mama said that every time I wake up I always look for pasalubong from papa and this is what papa always brought me. Then papa has this story to tell. It's because of this Curly Tops that a neighbor informed my parents that I was playing with my feces. Then they told him that it was okay because it was just chocolates, later on they found out that our neighbor was indeed correct (yikes!) :D

Uprising

It's been a quite sometime that I've been hearing this song. The first time I heard it I automatically liked it. Only now that I have the the time to google it and learned of the artist, title and complete lyrics of the song. It's that one of those Muse songs. Same with Supermassive Blackhole song, other than the composition and arrangement of the song is unique, the lyrics is nice too.

Look for this song in the internet to be able to listen it.

Uprising lyrics
Songwriters: Bellamy, Matthew;

The paranoia is in bloom, the PR
Transmissions will resume, they'll try to
Push drugs, keep us all dumb down and hope that
We will never see the truth around, so come on

Another promise, another scene, another
Package not to keep us trapped in greed with all the
Green belts wrapped around our minds and endless
Red tape to keep the truth confined, so come on

They will not force us
And they will stop degrading us
And they will not control us
We will be victorious, so come on

Interchanging mind control, come let the
Revolution take its toll, if you could
Flick a switch and open your third eye, you'd see that
We should never be afraid to die, so come on

Rise up and take the power back, it's time that
The fat cats had a heart attack, you know that
Their time is coming to an end, we have to
Unify and watch our flag ascend, so come on

They will not force us
They will stop degrading us
They will not control us
We will be victorious, so come on

Hey, hey, hey, hey
Hey, hey, hey, hey
Hey, hey, hey, hey

They will not force us
They will stop degrading us
They will not control us
We will be victorious, so come on

Hey, hey, hey, hey

Bonding

11.15.10
I always look forward to Sunday. Other than it gives me the pleasure of waking up late, this is the day I can bond much with my family. I can now afford not to watch noon time variety shows or watch downloaded movies. My husband and I could just spend almost the whole day staying in our room bonding with our baby. We take turn holding our baby letting him do his favorite activity, jumping. Yes, jumping. I think, jumping is the ultimate expression of our baby's happiness (http://www.facebook.com/#!/permalink.php?story_fbid=145488455497624&id=1337389223). We're very much happy looking at him so innocent with all the smiles,shrieking and cooing while jumping not minding our biceps ache later (he's already almost 7kilos). If he gets tired then he naps for a few minutes.... then wake up... then play then finally sleep for an hour or two. While's he's asleep I read magazines (I think blogging in the future heheheh) and my hubby do his computer thing. So literally almost the whole day we're in our room.

But last Sunday, November 14, 2010 was different. We watched Pacquiao's fight through online streaming with baby Jaiden in my arm cooing waiting for his sleepy eyes to close. Two men from our neighborhood joined us. Later, mother-in-law arrived with her apo, Sam, to spend some time with her also apo, Jaiden. During round eight, Jaiden finally got to sleep in his crib oblivious of the noise below created by the boxing enthusiasts. He woke up minutes after the Pacquiao fight ended and found it hard to take his nap again. So we decided to get ready for our SM malling.



Before we head to the mall. Mamala Arming and Jaiden took their poses. This is one of those pics. Jaiden is actually isn't his usual self because he isn't familiar yet with his lola Arming. This explains the look in his face.

So upon arriving in SM Jaiden yawned once in a while and finally took his nap. We had him in his stroller for about thirty minutes I think.

Afterwhich, Mama, Josh, Jaiden and I did our mall thing. Pangga wasn't able to join us because he went with his Mama Arming's ailing friend's birthday salo-salo. This said friend requested to bring along pangga and us (Jaiden and I) but I had managed to excuse ourselves because the host's place might not be friendly for Jaiden and Jaiden now has a stranger anxiety. We already know how hard it is to console Jaiden when he cries.


Josh enjoyed pushing the stroller even if Jaiden isn't riding it. I dubbed him the "ultimate-stroller-pusher".... hehehehe. He always followed me (pushing the stroller) everywhere I go while I carried Jaiden even inside boutiques I window-shopped.





Chrismas trees and angel miniatures abound in the ground of SM Northwing. People took their pictures. We didn't hesitate to do the same.





We sat in the benches and Jaiden did his jumping after taking his bottled milk (much energy to consume then).





Mama watched the Christmas choral presentation with again tired-sleepy Jaiden cooing while I enjoyed taking candid shots. Taking the cues, I took Jaiden in my arms and window-shopped some boutiques to let him fall asleep. He cooed or we called it his talking-to-himself activity until he silently fall asleep.

This pic is from the 2nd floor of SM Northwing, mama is watching the choir while Jaiden did his talking-to-himself activity.

Later, we decided to go to the department stores to see some Christmas curtains. Still, sleepy Jaiden was in my arms. So imagine the walked we had from Northwing to the upper part (where furnitures and homey things are displayed) of the department store then back again to the Northwing to wait for pangga to pick us up! It was really so physical for me considering my one inch heel sandals. Whheeewww!!! so tiring but fun! At least I learned now that our baby is now okay for malling with his stroller though I had to ready my biceps also just in case :) .

http://www.facebook.com/album.php?aid=2073865&id=1337389223 - visit this album to see some of our malling pics.

So Happy Together!

So Happy Together!

pls. click on the link above

This was the day we were officially engaged. He gave me the ring last September 9,2004 in the Marine Binghay Park in Balamban. Coincidentally, on this same date September 9 (2009) that the formation (my LMP) of our most awaited bundle of joy - our baby Jaiden came to life. So September 9 an Osmena day - is one of the memorable day of my life.

Something to Ponder On

Something to Ponder On

To Whom Much is Given, Much is Expected

To Whom Much is Given, Much is Expected

The Trouble of Getting Pregnant

The Trouble of Getting Pregnant

Some of My Blogs

I'll be putting in here some of my blogs originally published in my friendster account which I found them to be significant.

I'm Back!!!

Well, after reading the blog of a casual friend (or an acquaintance for that matter) I'm inspired to re-activate this blog account of mine. Also, after reading my past blogs, it's kind of nice to realize that those were past experiences and that my life now is on a new level. Sort of the feeling of need to update my blog......so, here I am hoping to be able to post more of my life in the coming days..... wish me luck! :D

P/S I think I already have my excuse to have a laptop... paging! would this suffice as my Christmas present?

this is actually published on Nov.13, 2010, Saturday 3:30P.M .... I don't know how to set my time correctly :( ...I need to seek for help....