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I’ve been “away” from the worlds (here and out there) for some time now, more or less a month of placidness and silence. Though I did drop a few comments on some of my friends, I could still feel and see myself “not moving” my body and wanting to just sleep rather than work. My wry smiles and grim humor have made me look a bit older, with obvious manifestations on my very dry insipid hair and pimpled imperfect face. Yes, worries and stress could make one ugly and old. I was not spared.

With the momentarily jobless status of my hubby and my shaken credibility and competence at work, I could hardly think of pleasing thoughts and happy activities. In times like this, I try not to be affected, really, but the magnanimous impact of these recent events in my life is taking its toll quite victoriously. However mighty and courageous I am to fight this particular life’s battle, exhaustion and negativity are too forceful in their goal to tumble me down. Yes, I am bent a little awkwardly, but my head is still far from the ground, my feet are still glued toward the earth, and my head is refusing to lose this battle.

My hubby just signed a new contract with a new company (a call center again). It’s been 4 days now since his first day at work. He will undergo a month of training before he could finally go live on the floor. On a daily basis, he eagerly tells me how the training went that day and how he passed the oral exam and so on. As a wife who silently, for a time being, doubted his capability to raise a young family, I am glad and pleased with his new serious determined effort to regain himself and prove to me once more that he is indeed “my man”. I could sense his enthusiasm to excel; his wounded pride has begun its healing process.

This man, my hubby, is “my man” through thick and thin. Let the whole world know that.

Meanwhile at work, my seemingly overzealousness has quite subsided. I know I am “now” doing better at work. One of my bosses approached me and told me that it’s not my fault “entirely”. The client is making criticisms unfavorably in order for them to have a suave exit. Yes, they want to pull out the project I am handling alone (other projects are being handled by more than one person). Why don’t they just say it directly and we’d be good? Fortunately, their wanting out is not because of my “errors” but because of cost-cutting. Somehow, I felt a bit vindicated.

Just this morning, a colleague asked me how am I doing. I just replied sheepishly, “Oh, I am doing great. Thanks for asking”.

How about you, how are you doing?

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It’s been awhile since my last post. I have had a lot going on like most people do, plus the fact that I have an infant to take care of, which spells a huge difference. I’ve been stressed out from work because of the recent “errors” I’ve heedlessly committed. Much to my dismay, there were a lot of them; more than my 2 hands can count. My bosses were expectedly disappointed (and so was I), hence my now “zealousness” at work slightly exhaust my mind. The remaining energy I still possess after work is consumed by my baby boy who is now 71/2 months old. What is left for writing is nada.

In addition, the news from hubby 2 weeks ago made me so worried. He was laid off from work because their client pulled out the project sooner than expected. I know that God’s resources are countless and that alone should have pacified and calmed me, which did not. Yet true enough, after just 1 week of waiting, he is now employed again. This and the above-mentioned work stress have resulted in this month-long hiatus from blogging.

I missed blogging and blog-hopping as well as my blogger friends. I am very sure that they have tons of posts that I failed to read. Sadly, this “busy mode” might continue on until I am able to regain my confidence at work and the trust of my superiors, not to mention my own peace of mind. However, I would still insert some thoughts/stories from time to time as well as visit other blogs and drop a comment or two if time and energy permit me.

For the meantime, let me give you this picture to inspire you (and me as well).

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God bless you all!

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Top 3 meme

I was tagged! Thanks Mommy Chris.

Three Names that (blogosphere)Friends Call You:
– OMM
– ohmymama
– mama

Three Most Important Dates in your Life:
– Nov 28
– Sept 25
– July 24

Three Things You’ve Done in the Last 30 Minutes:
– visited other blogs and dropped comments
– went to the office
– called my yaya at home to check on my baby

Three Ways to be Happy Even your at Home:
– play with my baby
– read a book, mostly baby books
– talk to my hubby

Three Gifts You Would Like to Receive:
– cash (lol!), so that I could by
– new clothes and shoes
– plane tickets for me, OMB, and hubby to any beach resort

Three of Your Favorite Hobbies:
– i used to love to play badminton, but since i cant find time
– i just stay at home and play with OMB and when he’s sleeping, i turn on our computer
– and surf the net 🙂

Three Places You Want to go for a Vacation:
– boracay
– bohol
– bikol (my hubby’s hometown)

Three Favorite Drinks:
– cold water
– pine apple juice
– coffee

Three Things Found in Your Bag:
– right now im work so i brought my breastpump with me
– wallet
– cellphone

Three Favorite Colors:
– green
– blue
– white

Top Three Hangouts:
– like ive said, i usually stay at home
– when im not at home, im at work
– then i go to the malls only when necessary

Top Three You Love so Much:
– my God
– my family
– my friends

Top Three You Think Will Answer this Survey:
– you
– you
– you (fill free to grab this meme :))

Top Three Things Special To You:
– my breastpump
– cell phone
– my digicam

Top Three Reasons Why You Answered This Survey:
– i was tagged
– wanna share few info about myself
– i love answering personal questions, and this one is fun!

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A lovely award… thank you!

I started this blog because primarily I want to have a venue to rant, muse, share, inform, and be informed. Along the way, I found other blogs who have the same “feel”, and then I started to find myself fascinated by how excited and proud these bloggers are about what they have and what they become after giving birth.

I am fortunate enough to have few of them who come by and drop a comment or two. even more fortunate to have bestowed an award — the Love Ya award.

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These kind bloggers aim to find and be friends. They are not interested in self-aggrandizement. Our hope is that when the ribbons of these prizes are cut, even more friendships are propagated. Please give more attention to these writers! Deliver this award to eight bloggers who can choose eight more and include this text into the body of their award.

Yes, this lovely lovely (can I say it one more time, LOVELY) award was given to me by Chris and Twinkie, two mommies who graciously thought I deserve this. LOL! What can I say, THANK YOU so much. This award is the very first one I have ever received since I started this blog. Who would have thought other mommy bloggers would notice this side of my world.

I have a long list in my blogroll but to tell you the truth, there are just few of them who happen to become my “net-friends”. So I would just have to let this award be grabbed by anyone in the list. Feel free to do so 🙂

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Love is really in the air. I went to the market the other day and guess what I saw. Flowers! Lots of them along the road. Red, pink, and white roses are mostly the bestsellers. Roses being lined up, in bouquets and in long stem, made me stood in awe and just looked at them in admiration. Then I thought to myself, “Gee, how come I like roses now?

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Actually, dear readers (there are about 5 of you I guess lol!), I do like flowers. Why not? They are nice to look at. A rose is a symbol of love, passion, and romance. Any woman would love to receive a bouquet of roses especially from a loved one. Any guy knows that. All men, except my hubby!

Would you believe that eversince I met my hubby (OMH), he has never given me a gift of flowers on any occassion? Probably never for a Valentine gift. “I’m just not that type, baby.” This is his line whenever this kind of topic pops up in one of those conversations when (for only a few episodes) I’m feeling a bit unappreciated and unnoticed, and then I would inject a statement like this: “I missed accepting flowers as a gift.” He would just shrug it off and would unsurprisingly come up with an excuse like this: “But you told me when we were just going out as friends you hate accepting flowers on Valentine’s day. You said it’s so jologs.” When he starts sounding like this, trying to justify his lack of romance in his blood, I would just give in and nonchalantly change the topic.

Ok. A little confession here. I used to dislike flowers (take note: past tense), especially during Valentine’s day. I had a suitor who gave me a bouquet of red roses at the mall on our date. I thought I looked stupid carrying flowers while walking inside a mall on valentine’s day! Hence, my dislike on flowers during heart’s day. Reasonable enough? For me, yes.

So when I met OMH. I somehow “accidentally” gave him an impression that I didn’t want to receive flowers on heart’s day. But I fell (still inlove) inlove with him. Everything was(is) nice and easy, light and sweet, blue skies and colorful flowers (that’s it!).

Sigh. OMH took it seriously. Instead of flowers, he gifted me chocolates, books, clothes, nice dinner, kisses, hugs. Not bad at all, of course! No complaints on those things. None whatsoever.

But flowers, roses specifically, are romantic. The touchy-feely essence of it is something else. The “love, passion, and romance” character of a rose is best magnified during heart’s day, and what’s great way to feel loved and special is through receiving a bouquet of roses this February 14, am I right?

The truth of the matter is, after all these nonsensical narration and divulging on the essence of roses, this post is actually made with an intention of “coercing” OMB to buy me flowers (ha!ha!ha!). I hope he gets to read this before Feb 14 and be able to get the (OBVIOUS) message.

To OMB, if you’re reading this: Don’t you dare give me that I’m-not-the-type excuse. OK baby?

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Musing with a song

There is one particular song that has been refusing to leave my head the whole day today. It’s the song my hubby used to sing to OMB at night before OMB dozes off.

Somewhere, over the rainbow, way up high.
There’s a land that I heard of once in a lullaby.
Somewhere, over the rainbow, skies are blue.
And the dreams that you dare to dream
Really do come true.
Someday I’ll wish upon a star and wake up where the clouds are far behind me.
Where troubles melt like lemon drops, away above the chimney tops.
That’s where you’ll find me.
Somewhere, over the rainbow, bluebirds fly.
Birds fly over the rainbow,
Why then – oh, why can’t I?
If happy little bluebirds fly beyond the rainbow,
Why, oh, why can’t I?

Eversince my hubby started to work as a call center agent hence taking a graveyard shift, I was being compelled to sing that song to OMB for several nights now. It’s not working quite well. I guess my baby is missing his father’s voice, or perhaps, my voice is not soothing enough (my singing voice is bad, in short!).

Where troubles melt like lemon drops, away above the chimney tops. That’s where you’ll find me.

Oh! I am missing my husband so much. If only he could have a better day job… there, I’ve said my wish. I hope the stars heard me and would come by tonight as I sing a song of lullaby to my baby…

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When I was living the glorious life of a single working woman, I used to think that parties are only for kids and adults. I always tell my friends, I wouldn’t throw a lavish party for my son’s first birthday, the way other moms do. Not me. When I was pregnant with OMB, I was thinking of only inviitng close friends and have a simple party at home.

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Lo and behold! Six months after, I’m already lurking all mom forums and reading all blog entries about moms who threw birthday bash for their 1 year olds. I see all the balloon decorations, giant tykes, host and magicians, character cakes and cupcakes, lootbags and giveaways… Boy, I tell you, I am getting excited!

But wait, with all the crisis (eg, hoarding of gas tanks, closing of plants and factories, laying off of employees, etc) our nation has right now, how could OMH (ohmyhubby) and I have the “budget” for the party? Surely, we need more than a few thousands here and there to be able to come even near to a perfect party we want for our precious one. Is it practical to have such party this year? What is the reasonable amount or budget we should allot?

My head suddenly aches. I know, I should stop now.

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