tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-74703984611173863082024-03-05T19:53:45.741+10:00My Journey with my BeaThis is a blog i created to let the whole world know my experience being a first time Mom.... a Working Mom and more =)beakoluvkohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16871413743407282812noreply@blogger.comBlogger144125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7470398461117386308.post-91234420250921628132011-02-06T21:00:00.003+10:002011-02-06T21:10:57.277+10:00Back from a long hiatus :)<div align="justify">so I am back from a verrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrryyyyyyyyyyyyy long hiatus, whew I havent really touched my blog in such a long time, I was so busy... Im still am but ill try to atleast catch up with some meme's ive join in the pas ( wahahha in the past talaga)</div><div align="justify"> </div><div align="justify">We have a big milestone in our family, due to some problems with my baby sitter my hubby and i decide to enroll bea to school immediately, it was the middle of school already since school year starts every august here in Saipan ( private school that is, public school starts around september) since, the problem with my baby sitter was a matter of my precious daughters safety, we didnt think twice but to take my daughter out of my baby sitter's care and transfer her to school.</div><div align="justify"> </div><div align="justify">We are still under the transition phase since everything is still new with bea, she would still cry when i drop her off in school ( it really breaks my heart) but i feel glad when i pick her up during lunchtime ( k-3 is only half day ) she looks so happy and she is already playing with her classmates, she is even complaining that her teacher didnt even give her any homework LOL!</div><br />This is my bea's picture when she was trying on her school uniform ( see how much she has grown since my last blog hehehhe, again sorry for not updating my blog)<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgy4Fcd81L2wEzbnVi8kLJW3Kem6gM5p10QyRfadbK2f3vgUYCmwsRZcudhN_q2e8yejNHx5-0-4Vjo_H1dgrNn4xAzvbqaKyA25gtb_tUPc8okkV6sDtoIsSN2LmtGQEakvFyEno418eog/s1600/P2030750.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5570529995445092754" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgy4Fcd81L2wEzbnVi8kLJW3Kem6gM5p10QyRfadbK2f3vgUYCmwsRZcudhN_q2e8yejNHx5-0-4Vjo_H1dgrNn4xAzvbqaKyA25gtb_tUPc8okkV6sDtoIsSN2LmtGQEakvFyEno418eog/s320/P2030750.JPG" /></a> This is her P.E. uniform she has to wear this every Tuesday, Thursday and Friday<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhjRDbu9nrB2JiAgQ1v78fgXseNYDBzf_eEhBmr6CnmMQNnxYVsIx12uRaL4bFa2eJyzDP9TEiVJipGK1i6J8TpDO-6P2UbNS6z1qTJvhGQJOTENe0ZEDPCw0eYkhtMGMzBj23Pzg5VJzOP/s1600/P2030753.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5570529988726893122" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhjRDbu9nrB2JiAgQ1v78fgXseNYDBzf_eEhBmr6CnmMQNnxYVsIx12uRaL4bFa2eJyzDP9TEiVJipGK1i6J8TpDO-6P2UbNS6z1qTJvhGQJOTENe0ZEDPCw0eYkhtMGMzBj23Pzg5VJzOP/s320/P2030753.JPG" /></a> This uniform is for Monday and Wednesday.</div><div> </div><div>I can't believe that I already have a school girl at the age of 3 it is a mixed feeling, I felt anxious, nervous even scared but at the same time I am happy for my daughter for the opportunity to learn.</div><div> </div><div>Goodluck bea on your new adventure and hopefully you will enjoy every minute of it... Luv yah sweetie<br /><br /></div><div></div>beakoluvkohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16871413743407282812noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7470398461117386308.post-21160144517213593512010-06-17T09:34:00.003+10:002010-06-17T10:04:58.979+10:00A painful milestone!!A couple of days before my bea's birthday she was having slight fever since her other molar was coming out both left and right. We were hopeful that there would only be minor discomfort on her, the right tooth came out after a couple of days but the left tooth is taking a little longer than usual.<br /><br />Since bea is so used on chewing on her left side it would give her great discomfort everytime she chews on something hard she would cry and most of the time be in a bad mood.<br /><br />About two weeks ago, she was crying out of nothign at all and she was in a bad mood most of the time. One night we have not sleep all trough the night because she keeps on waking up and end up crying I asked her where is it hurting she pointed to her gums at the left side where the other molar was suppose to come out. I checked and saw that her gums was inflamed and really red, so i just put a little bit of orajel to ease the pain. She developed fever that night so I ended up not sleeping just to make sure she is okay.<br /><br />Mornign came and she was her happy self again, I asked her if it is still painful she said a little bit. After she took her afternoon nap i noticed her cheek got swollen and really red that is when i decided to go to the dentist to have it checked apparently her molar is havign a hard time coming out and since that is also the side where bea chews it got infected. She was given antibiotics for 7 days, but on the 7 th day i still notice that her gums are a little bit swollen and when i cleaned that area and touched it a greenish liquid came out so i got scared and went back to the dentist.<br /><br />The dentist did some examination and x-ray on bea and determined that her other molar is now giving her the problem and needs to be extracted since it would lead to more problems. SO we were faced with a hard decision for our daughter. Wer weighed the pros and cons and we deicided it was for our daughter's best that we had the procedure done.<br /><br />Last tuesday after her last dose of antibiotics we went back to the dentist to have the painful procedure I sat with bea on the chair and tried to calm her down. At first she was so happy and smiling and is even showing the dentist how to open her mouth. Well that all changed when she saw the instruments and the like. She got scared that she doesnt want to open her mouth anymore we convinced her to open her mouth and the dentist had the chance to give her the anesthesia but after that there was wailign and a lot of crying it teared my heart out when I heard bea begged us to stop she said crying "PLEASE NO MORE PLEASE NO MORE PLEASE"<br />I can't help but be teary eyed but i just told my self it is for the better and it needs to be done so after a few minutes we hold bea and forced her to open her mouth and after a few minutes the tooth was out, bea was really crying that all I can do was to hug her and tell her how proud I am of her for being so brave.<br /><br />After I consoled her she stoped crying and asked me to go to the carnival :) I bought her ice cream to stop the bleeding since she doesnt want to bite on the gauze. I also bought her balloon and stickers to make her day. She rode the train and the airplane ( which only lasted a few minutes coz she got scared when it went faster).<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgHusL1ZDUhlZpua0vYKOVqCZlL09W5ics2_G0-VxGEGeAsv4h-a8o21DJYefHfLpcA0Cxm_b4Srn4Nye9llOjLEX4dvlQq3bgYWnConYLI70SYBo4aD1znJMSJP3z4ror3n1b0ZnUUVDqY/s1600/P6150217.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483520845687348386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgHusL1ZDUhlZpua0vYKOVqCZlL09W5ics2_G0-VxGEGeAsv4h-a8o21DJYefHfLpcA0Cxm_b4Srn4Nye9llOjLEX4dvlQq3bgYWnConYLI70SYBo4aD1znJMSJP3z4ror3n1b0ZnUUVDqY/s320/P6150217.JPG" border="0" /></a> Here is my baby after her painful milestone :) I am so proud of you baby, though this is not a good one I am still proud to be able to see how brave you are and how much you can understand know. I even asked you that night if it is okay for you to go back to the dentist to have your teeth cleaned and you said yes... thank you sweetie for being a part of me...<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi5knnJZypan4c37aSems07mEP3vegNKsKx0OCcVhaw8zolbsnVm-aHsYIJrhTD8GtqsAht858Re0AfmUoGAiguaQHHC2kYXU-1U83DuIvL5ACXb2zOEblFsLBHDiMYF6SkpCyNM0XelytC/s1600/P6170231.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483520836459850498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi5knnJZypan4c37aSems07mEP3vegNKsKx0OCcVhaw8zolbsnVm-aHsYIJrhTD8GtqsAht858Re0AfmUoGAiguaQHHC2kYXU-1U83DuIvL5ACXb2zOEblFsLBHDiMYF6SkpCyNM0XelytC/s320/P6170231.JPG" border="0" /></a> The sacrificed tooth :)<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhg4Nt5104YlXCQ-VngFkcmdX2c2orNF7rAaiZ7ZvMmNRWTbygzHlZnVpUszqJwz5aj0AX5wmy39FMQC-sUO3FrHneTg2Tlr1RxT54rF_rpmqrOJ5YTcEc1h_btpA7-a7RRrtovswHPnUSH/s1600/P6170236.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483520828688463874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhg4Nt5104YlXCQ-VngFkcmdX2c2orNF7rAaiZ7ZvMmNRWTbygzHlZnVpUszqJwz5aj0AX5wmy39FMQC-sUO3FrHneTg2Tlr1RxT54rF_rpmqrOJ5YTcEc1h_btpA7-a7RRrtovswHPnUSH/s320/P6170236.JPG" border="0" /></a> A neat tooth keeper :)<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj4wIVmA7RvZZmWSmGTEAE0r2L1pBvX1gTlmcM_WLH7RGa0qdYjIkz9pne5MeBk8LXu3t5CVy59ZnVjOqqYw5_vngJR0l2kMDU-Jz4qaVXyDbUIiQJNfUPiCNipi9Fp8SILWvpzyMSM1yQ-/s1600/P6150217.JPG"></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><div></div></div></div></div>beakoluvkohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16871413743407282812noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7470398461117386308.post-63648562938822807722010-06-17T09:18:00.003+10:002010-06-17T09:32:17.646+10:00Girl's Talk: Inside my Wallet<p align="center"><a href="http://www.nikoganda.com/search/label/Girls%20Talk/" target="_blank"><img alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiHqMUd2W9SdBYCCArCfHYqsdq031WE9KHA4vgqzltzryYer421MZBxAcaY4TrRfJgrH6IgsBfP4SNsMu6-A4pjpXeUeB6CTKZyW8pt7XWZxNphABicc_SUHoqGHQBCfyX1-IWjX3pskz4/s400/girls+talk+badge.PNG" border="0" /></a></p><br />Oh my Oh My! I have missed a lot of topics in Girl's talk already I've been fairly busy at work and a lot has come up that I dont even have time to use my laptop at home-poor thing must be missing me already :)<br /><br />Anyway this week's topic on Girl's Talk is the contents of our wallets. Currently I am using a mini purse since from time to time I would be changing my bag and my long/big wallet doesnt fit on my tiny bag or if ever it fits it my wallet would occupy almost all of the space of my bag. SO I decided to buy a smaller much more versatile wallet.<br /><br />This is my wallet;<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi4d1FfhekKb1H7ziO_FTmJxiPF6c-XXBtjlbW454VcOYZH9A5U8ilMfsma1NhyXTBqG04ecxiPI4Yr5JKR6SCo-sO5Z4KrPc-CFy-b4LXRQ_LAFtumYRV2ntQ_FjmCR7qERoWXJ5ETifOH/s1600/P6170230.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483515729043683730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi4d1FfhekKb1H7ziO_FTmJxiPF6c-XXBtjlbW454VcOYZH9A5U8ilMfsma1NhyXTBqG04ecxiPI4Yr5JKR6SCo-sO5Z4KrPc-CFy-b4LXRQ_LAFtumYRV2ntQ_FjmCR7qERoWXJ5ETifOH/s320/P6170230.JPG" border="0" /></a> At the back of my wallet there is a coin holder where I put spare change but it doesnt hold a lot since it is just small so most of the time I would end up putting the coins in my bag. Shake my bag and you would hear it jingle hehehhehe.<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgut1OE0gcVBNGGEEosZAA5SsgXx4nKzfxBMNdz-eLeEIp2lT-oGznMYYfXLbIJmluHxO1mSmvZf4M6VctphQtAmD8ywEjq9eAhyI-cdqyxdxMdWXCzgI3TelvgGOIYi8WNqwXz1cpe8uY6/s1600/P6170229.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483515718142348370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgut1OE0gcVBNGGEEosZAA5SsgXx4nKzfxBMNdz-eLeEIp2lT-oGznMYYfXLbIJmluHxO1mSmvZf4M6VctphQtAmD8ywEjq9eAhyI-cdqyxdxMdWXCzgI3TelvgGOIYi8WNqwXz1cpe8uY6/s320/P6170229.JPG" border="0" /></a> My mini wallet is tri-fold wallet and this is how it look inside it has slots for cards and bills as well.<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiRcCNh1w_XIbww8gV1IX5eogYKmtRnT-fAOKHQCnI3qAYjO1VfP3qj_GUe4I0tQy510hfCyUnOECaYfUhvTkQsTu-mgS5TV5sVIErp4ylr4_C_5oqHJlV5wCWDU-BFPhaBuhtWAU7WtwV4/s1600/P6170228.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483515716120659890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiRcCNh1w_XIbww8gV1IX5eogYKmtRnT-fAOKHQCnI3qAYjO1VfP3qj_GUe4I0tQy510hfCyUnOECaYfUhvTkQsTu-mgS5TV5sVIErp4ylr4_C_5oqHJlV5wCWDU-BFPhaBuhtWAU7WtwV4/s320/P6170228.JPG" border="0" /></a> Here are some of my cards that i managed to put inside my wallet: debit card, entry permit, social security card, amex card and a coupon for free coffee hehehhehe<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi3xg7kJw8IkKr_qy_zF_7mR6l4QobHFTnYePPIGvdRN_SrG3go9hoOJhqJuGKZhGAsSC-uDjNM___gtS4oFszJYJM5Zcdlip_kf4VBbjoY168DDakSfSFpfQdWI6clVhv1UEQMkrw2CbnX/s1600/P6170227.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483515705560413218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi3xg7kJw8IkKr_qy_zF_7mR6l4QobHFTnYePPIGvdRN_SrG3go9hoOJhqJuGKZhGAsSC-uDjNM___gtS4oFszJYJM5Zcdlip_kf4VBbjoY168DDakSfSFpfQdWI6clVhv1UEQMkrw2CbnX/s320/P6170227.JPG" border="0" /></a> I also have an atm card, a visa card and a membership rewards card, point purchased on the said store can be converted to cash or can be redeemed towards some items.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEilK7UI75DgCU4HwxDoNdPwWLpBG7CaZ68dk7lmFuZKndC3VeEvEa2nLWmVViJuUY1dbxMvoQEdeNeo2A1xdQNGknjBOCJvPqyiwl5hwgCyc7T1dIXhQbBsBk8I5UWT_S3jrn1mclqLYRuu/s1600/P6170226.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483515697981243794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEilK7UI75DgCU4HwxDoNdPwWLpBG7CaZ68dk7lmFuZKndC3VeEvEa2nLWmVViJuUY1dbxMvoQEdeNeo2A1xdQNGknjBOCJvPqyiwl5hwgCyc7T1dIXhQbBsBk8I5UWT_S3jrn1mclqLYRuu/s320/P6170226.JPG" border="0" /></a> and here is how my wallet looked :)</div><div> </div><div>How about you girl's care to show how the contents of your wallet head on to our site for more entries, just click on the badge.</div><div> </div><div>Happy Thursday Everyone.<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /></div><div></div></div>beakoluvkohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16871413743407282812noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7470398461117386308.post-52859798478905606812010-06-14T13:55:00.002+10:002010-06-14T14:03:45.494+10:00HAPPY BIRTHDAY BABY!!!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjG94zPQ9_l6WprLEYU9byS-PISbaXcQpP2v47TZvC27fSQF8JuVGsZnlTIGuCb-fv1XzK4fAnZrJG2klT9tvc5F7Xq-LHujB6UkWFGo2E4WKbxEfngCk8iLiyKwRoLvBOZNUWOAjz9FhNC/s1600/P5270055.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482473263150717634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjG94zPQ9_l6WprLEYU9byS-PISbaXcQpP2v47TZvC27fSQF8JuVGsZnlTIGuCb-fv1XzK4fAnZrJG2klT9tvc5F7Xq-LHujB6UkWFGo2E4WKbxEfngCk8iLiyKwRoLvBOZNUWOAjz9FhNC/s320/P5270055.JPG" border="0" /></a>To the man who changed my life completely....<br />To the man who makes my heart beat quickly...<br />To the man who takes my breath away...<br />To the man who made me truly happy...<br />To the man who completes me...<br />To the best dad my child could ever have...<br /><br /><span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:180%;"><strong>HAPPY BIRTHDAY DADDY!!!!!!</strong></span><br /><p><span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:180%;"><span style="font-size:100%;">I have always told you thank you for saving me... thank you for turning my whole world upside down and thank you for making me feel so much blessed each and everyday.</span></span></p><p><span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:180%;"><span style="font-size:100%;">In you I find peace and happiness, with you I feel so special and so much loved.. I just wish that I could at least make you happy as much as you do with me.</span></span></p><p><span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:180%;"><span style="font-size:100%;">I will always and forever will be proud to be your wife and I will always love you till my last breath.</span></span></p><p><span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:180%;"><span style="font-size:100%;">I love you daddy and thank you!</span></p><br /><br /></span>beakoluvkohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16871413743407282812noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7470398461117386308.post-47586040010287334912010-06-07T10:13:00.002+10:002010-06-07T10:16:46.744+10:00Hiatus!Oh My! Im in a hiatus mode again :( Ive been fairly busy at the office and myt migranes are not helping either maybe because of the hot weather we are having that I constantly have migranes. I barely had time to check facebook or my blog. I feel so dizzy and lightheaded whenever I have migranes.<br /><br />My daughter got sick again but now she's ok Thank God.<br /><br />I will be havign updates on my blog soon, but for now I gotta go and I miss all of you:)<br /><br />Happy Mondays!beakoluvkohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16871413743407282812noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7470398461117386308.post-29322444236549653202010-05-25T11:02:00.005+10:002010-05-25T14:23:05.509+10:00bea's 3rd bday celebrationMy bea turned 3 on May 11. 2010, since it was a tuesday and both me and hubby has work on weekdays we decided to have my daughters party on May 15, 2010 ( saturday) at least only hubby needs to work halfday and the next day we dont have to work.<br /><br />On Bea's actual birthday, I decided to take a leave from my office and give in to her birthday wish of going to the zoo. I went to the bakeshop early to buy a chocolate cake for her and surprise he as soon as she wakes up. We went to the zoo that day she loved it-I will blog about it soon :).<br /><br />On that night, her baby sitter who is also her ninang prepared a surprise dinner for her, I just bought pasta and pizza from pizza hut, my baby is so happy.<br /><br /><br />On her party...<br /><br />Our theme was tinkerbell so most of the balloons were purple and green, we made decorations out of a cheap table cloth i bought and just cut out tinkerbell's pic and pasted it on carboard and put a string and hang them on the ceiling of the restaurant.<br /><br />Bea had two outfit- a dress with purple and green flowers and a purple tinkerbell shirt and blue jeans her second outfit matches my outhfit. Since dad wouldnt wear tinkerbell shirt I just bought him a green shirt (at least it still matches the theme ehheheheh).<br /><br />We bought the biggest chocolate cake we could buy ( its bea's fave)- as soon as Bea saw it she wanted to taste it alreaady even before her party starts!<br /><br />It was a succesful party not only because my daughter received a lot of gifts :P but a lot of our friends came to join us celebrate with us and most of all my daughter enjoyed her party.<br /><br />Here are some pics from her party...<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhyN-MW7aCp573qnj0cMm06hTU0KrSzOeaKNcl01nRk9P5DgrN54061hf3SoHY2e1HAGhe4rbtPSnFpxZ4_yBQpPY2mf93vzqN5Ma8nQNmoStSJ7aidRD9THYQIEvGtlYc3MeOGyiHbNIq1/s1600/b10.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475011117741091122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhyN-MW7aCp573qnj0cMm06hTU0KrSzOeaKNcl01nRk9P5DgrN54061hf3SoHY2e1HAGhe4rbtPSnFpxZ4_yBQpPY2mf93vzqN5Ma8nQNmoStSJ7aidRD9THYQIEvGtlYc3MeOGyiHbNIq1/s320/b10.jpg" border="0" /></a>Some of our guests <br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiP44-QcO7frqRaJqF5NmMkX4b1g_PemTw7TXtaEIO9EFyGEIRWLw3Zf7Vr2pBY6g5OtYDyJ2ZJfmqZj9GKfpnaL2LfiAvC0ZZeXfODk7pDISxUYSwTV8pMtlMY8TJkrEqw1HPjPNOwyQ7J/s1600/b9.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475011114520761362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiP44-QcO7frqRaJqF5NmMkX4b1g_PemTw7TXtaEIO9EFyGEIRWLw3Zf7Vr2pBY6g5OtYDyJ2ZJfmqZj9GKfpnaL2LfiAvC0ZZeXfODk7pDISxUYSwTV8pMtlMY8TJkrEqw1HPjPNOwyQ7J/s320/b9.jpg" border="0" /></a> Her birthday cake.. see those little hands holding the box that's my daughter's she wanted to taste the cake hehehehe<br /><br /><div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhsM8R2T0zsyN7wOfk0_1ce20BvmiA9PHHxRdeAuG0aHZ9RTOZTeNpOZG8iD5Vrn9RseoHcoeI6a7oVaridgH85KiqugA-8HtM4DfTcWfYwzw22HavCuOPQRlggB8XG0kKpdnBBovrX2VKm/s1600/b8.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475011108568309330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhsM8R2T0zsyN7wOfk0_1ce20BvmiA9PHHxRdeAuG0aHZ9RTOZTeNpOZG8iD5Vrn9RseoHcoeI6a7oVaridgH85KiqugA-8HtM4DfTcWfYwzw22HavCuOPQRlggB8XG0kKpdnBBovrX2VKm/s320/b8.jpg" border="0" /></a>buffet table and banner<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEieHdZG99AxO6za8WYr4dq28QBaoHjqnabu3GqRDX-NeD9iNotZ6fe_ErNEOZrqD-hvD8l0d52n0Z0cdAZJW4vocINC_vKw1LIbce1MlGy7qN-7boU1JMbSPLCiVZ4BuGTPVEgbkzpDup3X/s1600/b8.bmp"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475011104257384770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEieHdZG99AxO6za8WYr4dq28QBaoHjqnabu3GqRDX-NeD9iNotZ6fe_ErNEOZrqD-hvD8l0d52n0Z0cdAZJW4vocINC_vKw1LIbce1MlGy7qN-7boU1JMbSPLCiVZ4BuGTPVEgbkzpDup3X/s320/b8.bmp" border="0" /></a> Dessert table<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjiSPG6DByamNLADKguizpVf8occWcHiW0kEHcdd0lyaFtrsU-amPmwTrCZPhBGHOlUInucFSRy7HBjWaBMaAGcecKqyZ4HpJY00UTHeb9V4Dmvttu9kBDs24vY6TVWEjvd94aIeL0uM_eL/s1600/b6.bmp"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475011097427671538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjiSPG6DByamNLADKguizpVf8occWcHiW0kEHcdd0lyaFtrsU-amPmwTrCZPhBGHOlUInucFSRy7HBjWaBMaAGcecKqyZ4HpJY00UTHeb9V4Dmvttu9kBDs24vY6TVWEjvd94aIeL0uM_eL/s320/b6.bmp" border="0" /></a>Food....<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhCfPVYNSF6SR11WkPq9vMCxy5Eil9zE2ideKzF4ibRRYd3U-RB8_4eg2a2fiE9tuDy9g0mZidfKfQyXI1VldTYsDwQOB9D0hxy28FuK4k90v3WaQ7gyAja1CijqAp5YTatSd3V7CSB-Pye/s1600/b5.bmp"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475009088660042306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhCfPVYNSF6SR11WkPq9vMCxy5Eil9zE2ideKzF4ibRRYd3U-RB8_4eg2a2fiE9tuDy9g0mZidfKfQyXI1VldTYsDwQOB9D0hxy28FuK4k90v3WaQ7gyAja1CijqAp5YTatSd3V7CSB-Pye/s320/b5.bmp" border="0" /></a> Decors<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhjAZROCWAXMa09r1Ms3gVxWUZAcm8QyAezHaO4FYIlLc2ii7ur97IXx-PBEfFVlFuzx_1s3cG88NlM3xif6S1x1v-JcmxjztLjGllH66L4zj2SC7x_2eQp83N71RU9AiP9g2puCYgCDE7D/s1600/b4.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475009083872058898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhjAZROCWAXMa09r1Ms3gVxWUZAcm8QyAezHaO4FYIlLc2ii7ur97IXx-PBEfFVlFuzx_1s3cG88NlM3xif6S1x1v-JcmxjztLjGllH66L4zj2SC7x_2eQp83N71RU9AiP9g2puCYgCDE7D/s320/b4.jpg" border="0" /></a>My birthday girl ( outfit #1)<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi0Q2z_hYaPag4kY_U0wzivy-rJo3EDDeXvcyNok5SIqcq6f44YNrhmpin2FaPASonIr8ml9mPby8sPUQiEBsfRi-I12mYZUBvrx1ziKAyDPZCaXI-teWkPlzv0r5S5lv8APpJ9bAbZtwAr/s1600/b3.bmp"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475009081743777074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi0Q2z_hYaPag4kY_U0wzivy-rJo3EDDeXvcyNok5SIqcq6f44YNrhmpin2FaPASonIr8ml9mPby8sPUQiEBsfRi-I12mYZUBvrx1ziKAyDPZCaXI-teWkPlzv0r5S5lv8APpJ9bAbZtwAr/s320/b3.bmp" border="0" /></a>My family :)<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhZ8kvw3HithL9q2NYnP61z4V0rVrXDWigxi7dKleWQcYkCunE6zD3Y6B7-_ZilSZJcOYBiJxNNAGcV09IJ9FhkD5ZPeQrY9kNXrfZ7Nsjr4uQgUVPkQacSL0UDH1dYD5sBdWdRM-UBxdZt/s1600/b2.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475009072635755266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhZ8kvw3HithL9q2NYnP61z4V0rVrXDWigxi7dKleWQcYkCunE6zD3Y6B7-_ZilSZJcOYBiJxNNAGcV09IJ9FhkD5ZPeQrY9kNXrfZ7Nsjr4uQgUVPkQacSL0UDH1dYD5sBdWdRM-UBxdZt/s320/b2.jpg" border="0" /></a>Mommy and bea in our matching outfits hehehehhe<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgSLhUD-dqXYvBNcL0kgCNxa-adyJd2remGpixkapEdtJJX_EwP3HmWrsiXNe_vTtd5VryFyWKAEAhUILrsjI0nbADYhoBUez8XMz0HRPJrAoz7k6ij5703kfoPDn6YbRal2kSRO1aVdIrD/s1600/b1.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475009065047087698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgSLhUD-dqXYvBNcL0kgCNxa-adyJd2remGpixkapEdtJJX_EwP3HmWrsiXNe_vTtd5VryFyWKAEAhUILrsjI0nbADYhoBUez8XMz0HRPJrAoz7k6ij5703kfoPDn6YbRal2kSRO1aVdIrD/s320/b1.jpg" border="0" /></a>Some of the gifts thank you thank you so much :) </div><div> </div><div>To all our family and friends thank you so much for being part of our daughters happiness :)</div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div>beakoluvkohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16871413743407282812noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7470398461117386308.post-19843745494477708392010-05-25T10:42:00.004+10:002010-05-25T10:54:52.115+10:00Newest additions to our family....I always forgot to blog about the newest addition to our familu. My bea has always been an animal lover she isnt even scared of lizards and other creepy crawlers ( not like me ill pass out if somethign crawls up on me hehehehhe).<br /><br />Last christmas my daughter has been asking for a puppy, so my husband (aka "the spoiler") looked for a puppy for bea. He found a lady who is going off island and cant take her 2 year old maltese with her and asked us to adopt her dog instead. So we did.<br /><br /><br />Presenting to everyone---- RUSSIAN BOY PATAWARAN ( LOL, ask bea what's his dog's name and that's what shell answer)<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg27kqriSeGFjLdPjUMrzOBPUa5RK24fMZLrcRrUX_QgavB5UMpo6Ve0H3OdsnZWI_ZRisLp7wK8-pWPKAIPEp-IzybOE6ejT23j3GW7-RzHKLxzZ35pJdny8tq0M2kLF7GVvwzSWD9kl7e/s1600/russina.bmp"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475001819444979010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg27kqriSeGFjLdPjUMrzOBPUa5RK24fMZLrcRrUX_QgavB5UMpo6Ve0H3OdsnZWI_ZRisLp7wK8-pWPKAIPEp-IzybOE6ejT23j3GW7-RzHKLxzZ35pJdny8tq0M2kLF7GVvwzSWD9kl7e/s320/russina.bmp" border="0" /></a> Russian for short... this little dog is about a size of an average pup, he is so gentle and quiet he usually sleeps allday and just lie down in one corner the wholeday.... he is not very playful and he likes me more than bea, bea could be a little rough at times and russian is very fragile he gets scared of bea's balloons, stroller and everything. I think that's the reason why bea wants another puppy since russian is such a bore hehehhehe.<br /><br />And now presenting the newest baby, JAKE PATAWARAN ( heheheh they really have last names since bea always say that's their name)<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEguSNLLpJ1hvV1ydddg4GAAQkfwTzrebHEsuEO08Vo8BbzNs0b97XdtNmFXFFfi66FPS3hKuo_MDNHt1N4pc5o9aBYiVmY39r3EYfZsM0J7nol03dQSZ6thQx9oPQmbTfUO3QQWsSawmxbr/s1600/black_lab_puppy_tide1a.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475001815487224418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 236px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEguSNLLpJ1hvV1ydddg4GAAQkfwTzrebHEsuEO08Vo8BbzNs0b97XdtNmFXFFfi66FPS3hKuo_MDNHt1N4pc5o9aBYiVmY39r3EYfZsM0J7nol03dQSZ6thQx9oPQmbTfUO3QQWsSawmxbr/s320/black_lab_puppy_tide1a.jpg" border="0" /></a> This is a 6-week old black labrador pup which my hubby (the spoiler) got from their office.... the day he brought jake baby home my bea was ecstatic with excitement... she played with as if it was a baby. The first day at home he is still a little bit small and quiet but now he is a very active pup who eats a lot, play a lot and most of all burns out my bea's pent up energy. Bea would run around the house and this little guy would come chasing after her. She is very happy and its not that all bad since by bed time bea would be so tired that she would doze off to sleep immediately :)</div><div> </div><div>My family is getting bigger from a family of 3 now were a family of 5... wheeww, wonder when we can have a realy baby boy? but for now this 2 guys is just a perfect fir for our family.<br /><br /><div></div></div>beakoluvkohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16871413743407282812noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7470398461117386308.post-77991625827639804342010-05-25T10:33:00.003+10:002010-05-25T10:40:12.782+10:00Posing Galore!!!I've been so busy at the office lately that i can't find time to blog or even blog hop... I will do so as soon as I find energy within my body :), the weather isnt helping much either its been very hot all day and night.... I feel drained everyday that I dont have energy to do anything at home after my work :(<br /><br />Anyway this are few pics that my kumare ( bea's baby sitter) took yesterday while I was at work, she taught bea all the poses she did hehehehhe.. I think their pretty bored hahhahahha.<br /><br />Enjoy :)<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg1K01cIZ_u6SfB1VwfDzOVwTViCwGuRxBqqpB5WjEuNtVo1YVG6LUJPIbXPPr6g3BO4fSQl-NoeYdSynp4whNAmZwPLWF2gsJxy7kmT_kWT5GWVz0SqeDy-2SR3WnWiBc7cp3DzfM3MN6C/s1600/blog3.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474999990653404050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg1K01cIZ_u6SfB1VwfDzOVwTViCwGuRxBqqpB5WjEuNtVo1YVG6LUJPIbXPPr6g3BO4fSQl-NoeYdSynp4whNAmZwPLWF2gsJxy7kmT_kWT5GWVz0SqeDy-2SR3WnWiBc7cp3DzfM3MN6C/s320/blog3.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiaLeY2GHoGACV1-4-2qzCchw1QZwFaQHnZ5xgkhtBakQs1f4Q8PESsJdUV3_hxdkxAaJVE0sbj-6xeIRU1gKEB96RMRYpKjTZYRKf2ofsqJoKKOwsSh2vXSNKXTAPsJP-R43mXquyKxGYf/s1600/blog2.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474999983555765794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiaLeY2GHoGACV1-4-2qzCchw1QZwFaQHnZ5xgkhtBakQs1f4Q8PESsJdUV3_hxdkxAaJVE0sbj-6xeIRU1gKEB96RMRYpKjTZYRKf2ofsqJoKKOwsSh2vXSNKXTAPsJP-R43mXquyKxGYf/s320/blog2.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjwpeUSkblyyiYvrBvrwHfPRyaZBm3wfsNdtCSar-b2IkBXyzlYKuwTfZfF081MxJMI5F6x1vxOftMl8Rup74lZmRUFwhREDDhA5xcjYa8ZMzTU55jWXJmkiJxAxP5ETocYtvk4XgIaPF8_/s1600/blog1.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474999980929896802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 319px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjwpeUSkblyyiYvrBvrwHfPRyaZBm3wfsNdtCSar-b2IkBXyzlYKuwTfZfF081MxJMI5F6x1vxOftMl8Rup74lZmRUFwhREDDhA5xcjYa8ZMzTU55jWXJmkiJxAxP5ETocYtvk4XgIaPF8_/s320/blog1.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />My baby's growing up so fast :)<br /><br /><div></div></div></div>beakoluvkohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16871413743407282812noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7470398461117386308.post-49295961001677213992010-05-18T14:10:00.003+10:002010-05-19T10:58:20.405+10:00Labor and Deliver and Bringing Home the Baby<a href="http://rodliz.info/"><br /><br /><br /><p align="center"><img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Rodliz’s Nest" src="http://i280.photobucket.com/albums/kk178/dannyannemj/couplescorner_badge_thumb.jpg" /></a></p><div align="justify"><em><span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;">This weeks topic on Couples Corner is all about deliver and bringing home the baby. </span></em></div><em><span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"><div align="justify"></div><div align="justify"></div><div align="justify"></div><div align="justify"><br />Not to sound boring or anything but like my pregnancy journey my delivery was nothing short of a miracle. </div><div align="justify"></div><div align="justify"></div><div align="justify"></div><div align="justify">I was supposed to deliver my baby on May 5, 2007 ( a year after I had my knee surgery in the Philippines), I filed for leave from our office since April 30, 2007, during those times I felt that my baby isn’t moving that much so when I had my prenatal check-up that week I told my ob that my baby isn’t moving that much and I am getting worried. To erase any doubts in my mind she had me undergo fetal NST (non-stress test) it is to determine if your baby is having stress inside of you and if everything is okay. I was hooked up to that machine for 10 minutes and my baby didn’t move that much, my ob said maybe she is sleeping and she sent me home and told me not to worry. On my c due date May 5. 2007 I went to my ob again for a check up but she said I might be giving birth after my due date which is still ok as long as it doesn’t go over 42 weeks, I even asked my ob to induce me or if I could have elective c-section instead since I have a gut feeling that something is wrong with my baby. My ob said I should not worry since my baby is ok and I just have to wait for nature to take its course.</div><div align="justify"></div><div align="justify"></div><div align="justify"></div><div align="justify">On May 10, 2007 I went back to my ob’s clinic since I haven’t felt the baby move in a while, I was crying since I am afraid to loose my baby. They immediately did a ultrasound to check on my baby and the technician noticed that my amniotic fluid is very low, my stubborn ob said maybe my fluid is just beneath my baby… I cried to her and pleaded just please take out my baby I will sign all the waivers they need just do an elective c-section on me to save my baby. She still assured me that my baby is alright and I don’t have anything to worry, she then agreed to have me induced on May 14, 2007, I felt relieve that I am only a few days from seeing my baby.<br /></div><div align="justify"></div><div align="justify"></div><div align="justify"></div><div align="justify">On May 11, 2007 I haven’t felt my baby move a lot in my tummy but I felt discouraged to go back to my ob’s office since it would make me feel that I am going crazy already so I just waited for my baby to move, she would move a little but not like her usual self. Around 2 pm as I peed there was a lot of blood coming out and I felt something is wrong so I called my husband and my ob she told me to come back to her office but I insisted to go straight to the hospital instead. My ob agreed to meet us in the hospital. When I went to the hospital the nurses put me in the bed and did a NST on my baby she was indeed barely moving and her heart beat was going down. My ob ordered another ultrasound for me to check on any other conditions like placenta previa or something the technician in the hospital told me that my amniotic fluid was really thick and he was surprised why my ob and his staff hasn’t done anything to deliver the baby sooner. Needless to say I was ordered for an emergency C-section because of fetal distress. </div><div align="justify"></div><div align="justify"></div><div align="justify"></div><div align="justify">At 5:35 pm, May 11, 2007 my baby was born, at the operating room it was too quiet you would only hear a faint cry every now and then you would only hear a lot of sucking but the nurses and doctors aren’t talking that much , that is when I got worried I keep asking them how is my baby, if she is okay or not.. if I could see her I wanted to get up from the operating table to see my baby finally the pediatrician assigned to my baby brought her to me, she was so pale and she wasn’t even crying I just said hi baby, be strong for mommy okay and she just look at me after that they whisk her away to the NICU to work on her. I felt so confused, scared and angry at the same time… if only my ob listened to me…<br />As I was still lying down on the operation table I heard the doctors ask what is the APGAR score of my baby and it was 3/7 but then after a few minutes it dropped again. I knew for a fact that the scores should have been from 8-10 and 3 is just too low.<br /></div><div align="justify"></div><div align="justify"></div><div align="justify"></div><div align="justify">Needless to say my daughter stayed in the NICU for 7 days with all the monitors, IV’s that you could imagine. Early morning on her 2nd day, she stopped breathing and the staff in the NICU had to revive her and after reviving her place her on a breathing machine. That is also the first day I saw her, I just felt so lost at that time just seeing your fragile baby lying lifeless and only a machine to breath for her I cant help but think that God is playing a trick on me. I told Him, why are you like that… after how many years you gave me my miracle but just like that you would take it away… I really felt so lost…That day we also had my baby get her final blessing just in case she pass away… the moment I saw the priest blessing my poor baby with holy water and praying for God to accept her to His kingdom, made my whole world crumble…. After that I just kissed my bea’s hand and told her to be strong and promise me that she wont ever leave me. I went back to my room with my hubby and we were both crying…. It was the first time I saw my hubby breakdown in tears we felt so hopeless we felt so alone… I just told my hubby that God wouldn’t let anything bad happen to bea, He wouldn’t get him back we just have to have more faith in Him that he would give us bea back. I texted all my friends and family in the Philippines to please help us pray for a Miracle.<br /></div><div align="justify"></div><div align="justify"></div><div align="justify"></div><div align="justify">Another miracle happened to me on my 1st mother’s day ( bea’s 3rd day) as I was entering the NICU to visit her I saw my baby moving and wiggling her arms and legs. The Filipina nurse said”Hay, naku mommy ang baby mo kahit heavily sedated na gising pa rin and she is trying to take out the breathing machine”, the machine was taken out that day. … the Doctors couldn’t believe how fast she recovered , they hugged me and congratulated me for having my baby back…We just had to stay for 4 days in the hospital just to finish off the antibiotics… </div><div align="justify"></div><div align="justify"></div><div align="justify"></div><div align="justify"><br />We brought bea home a week after she was born and of course there were sleepless nights and a lot of crying but going through that experience you wouldn’t mind that slight discomfort all you care about is you have your baby with you and that is all that matters.<br /></div><div align="justify"></div><div align="justify"></div><div align="justify"></div><div align="justify">God is really good and I get to see his miracle everyday through the eyes of my daughter.<br /></div><div align="justify"></div><div align="justify"></div><div align="justify">Happy Wednesday Everyone… </span></em></div>beakoluvkohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16871413743407282812noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7470398461117386308.post-36994826071825489042010-05-12T00:23:00.002+10:002010-05-12T01:06:50.778+10:00Couples Corner: Were pregnant!!<a href="http://rodliz.info/"><div align="justify"><br /></div><p align="center"><img style="BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT: 0px" alt="Rodliz’s Nest" src="http://i280.photobucket.com/albums/kk178/dannyannemj/couplescorner_badge_thumb.jpg" /></p></a><div align="justify"> </div><div align="justify">This week's topic on couple's corner is all about the time when we were pregnant.</div><div align="justify"> </div><div align="justify">My pregnancy was the most wonderful experience that I have ever had. </div><div align="justify"> </div><div align="justify">Getting pregnant was a big challenge to me since I was diagnosed with PCOD a few days before my wedding. I knew that I would be having a difficult time conceiving because of my condition. I tried everything that my obgyn asked me to do just to get pregnant. A couple years of fertility treatment, all the test that I need to clear out any other problems, even taking my temperature every morning to know if I am fertile or not. </div><div align="justify"> </div><div align="justify">It was a long and tiring process that sometimes it feels that I am just doing things because I had to and not because I want to. Finally on May 2006 I went home to the Philippines for a knee surgery, Since my family is a devotee of the Lady of Perpetual Help of Manoag ( APO) I went there a couple of days after my surgery with knee brace and all, as I prayed I told Apo that I give up, I am so tired of begging, crying and asking for a baby... I am just so tired, It was the first time that I went there since my wedding that I didnt ask to have a baby. I just asked for peace within me, I asked for acceptance and ask for guidance. I have accepted the fact that I would not get pregnant anymore and my dream of becoming a Mom would never come true. That time I feel at peace with myself for the first time in so many years, I can move on and look at the other side of my life. </div><div align="justify"> </div><div align="justify">After a couple of days I went back here in Saipan to be with my hubby, because of the long and painful process of conceiving a child, I must say it took its toll on our marriage life. There would be times that my hubby and I wont talk for weeks and I must admit at that time I also accepted that fact that my hubby deserves also to have a family of his own and I must admit the fact that it is not with me. I keep on giving him reasons to get mad at me, so it woudl be easier for him to look for another girl and start his life all over again, though it was painful I still would like to give my hubby a chance to be happy as well, I dont want to be selfish.</div><div align="justify"> </div><div align="justify">Around August 2006, every morning as soon as I arrive in our office I always feel as though I am went to a long trip ( the trip from our house to the office is only 10-15 mins.), I feel dizzy and hot. I was thinking I might be sick or something, I keep on tellign my sister in the Philippines that I might be sick and she keeps on telling me that I might be pregnant and she asked me to buy a pregnancy test kit just to check... since I dont want to get my hopes up and later on just be depressed I told my sister that I was not pregnant and if I buy a HPT kist it would just be a waste of money and I wasted a lot already :)</div><div align="justify"> </div><div align="justify">Afte a long time of being convinced by my sister to get a HPT finally on September 19, 2006 as I was doing office errands I drop by the pharmacty to get a test pack and just get it over with. As soon as I arrive in the office I immediately went to the restroom to take the test It was so quick I saw a + sign on the test and it felt like somebody poured a bucket of cold water on me, I could not breathe, I could not move my legs and my body just trembled. For so long I was hoping to see this + sign on every test that I have taken and now unexpectedly I see it.</div><div align="justify"> </div><div align="justify">I immediately called my hubby and told him that I had the test done already since I was still in shock my voice sounded as though I am disappointed and sad, so my hubby immediately told me "That's ok baby, we can always try.... you'll be my baby forever", I was still speachless then he asked me "So, what's the result", I told him positive, he then said "What's wrong with that?"... I told him I just dont know how to react... I am so happy and shocked at the same time. Needless to say we are both over the moon . I must have taken 7 test that day just to make sure I am really really pregnant.</div><div align="justify"> </div><div align="justify">I didnt have vomiting/nausea or anything... I just hated the smell of sauted onion and garlic, I can't stand tomato sauce and vinegar and I dont like to smell any other perfume other than Elizabeth Arden's gree tea :). Over all I had a very easy pregnancy maybe because I dint mind all the discomfort of pregnancy I was just to happy to experience having a life inside of me.</div><div align="justify"> </div><div align="justify">Happy Wednesday Everyone!!</div>beakoluvkohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16871413743407282812noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7470398461117386308.post-55442708240380830622010-05-11T08:59:00.002+10:002010-05-11T09:12:13.062+10:00HAPPY BIRTHDAY BEA!!!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg_McuMQFy-_yHBwSD6p-9IHBbIOVPIOLW7u6gNRrTRFG04yw7XqY2KEjiN44VsOUs-r338WOECmn97DZ15_jki3QqB-LJDSXmz2NFLJFb0itriHwaUX3Mpq1lV-KGankdtb35xLDJ8XicF/s1600/bea.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 258px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469780101539415234" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg_McuMQFy-_yHBwSD6p-9IHBbIOVPIOLW7u6gNRrTRFG04yw7XqY2KEjiN44VsOUs-r338WOECmn97DZ15_jki3QqB-LJDSXmz2NFLJFb0itriHwaUX3Mpq1lV-KGankdtb35xLDJ8XicF/s320/bea.jpg" /></a><br /><div>Today is my baby's 3rd birhtday. I woke up early to buy a cake for her and when she woke up we lit up the candle and we sang happy birthday to her, Her eyes light up with so much happiness.</div><div> </div><div>To my sweetie,</div><div> </div><div>I love you so much sweetie, you have been my strength, my happiness and my bliss. We were looking at you last night while you are sleeping and Daddy and I cant help but cry, we still couldnt believe it that you came to our lives. We remember the day you were born and how sad and out of our mind we were, when you came out lifeless. We remembered the day you were given your final blessing just in case you go and be an angel. I told daddy that I cannot even begin to explain how painful it was for me to witness that. I even told daddy that if that time we lost you I might have gone out of mind. God indeed is very good sweetie 'coz he gave you back to us.</div><div> </div><div>Everyday sweetie I thank God for blessing me with you, My life is now complete baby and that is because of you. In you anak, I find strength to go on, the courage to take on new things and the desire to be better.</div><div> </div><div>You have taught me a lot and still I am learning everyday. You constantly make mommy and daddy proud and hapy for that sweetie, thank you so much.</div><div> </div><div>I wish you to grow up happy and be a good person as much as God wanted you to be.</div><div> </div><div>I love you so much anak and thank you thank you for making mommy complete.</div><div> </div><div>I better get off the computer baby so we can start our day. Off to the zoo we go :)</div><div> </div><div>Love you baby,</div><div> </div><div>mommy</div>beakoluvkohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16871413743407282812noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7470398461117386308.post-26702092776362495662010-05-07T09:15:00.003+10:002010-05-07T09:35:39.156+10:00MM: Motherly Advice<p align="center"><a href="http://www.mommyjourney.com/search/label/Mommy%20Moments" target="_blank"><img alt="mommy moments" src="http://i471.photobucket.com/albums/rr71/mommyjourney/mommymoments.jpg" /></a></p><div align="justify"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgS16RYq6gurY6-nEaNX-lQoShGBSfiGxDkuf8he1lvU74jc88jFA61DIOELiZMv_gdvCXXrvfcjU-vm7JThvXv7RqkSiw6mlo3cquacPz2Xu0pWfRU7d2yySl8n5GFbOaHu6Ww91FyDJuz/s1600/mm.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468299758494762850" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgS16RYq6gurY6-nEaNX-lQoShGBSfiGxDkuf8he1lvU74jc88jFA61DIOELiZMv_gdvCXXrvfcjU-vm7JThvXv7RqkSiw6mlo3cquacPz2Xu0pWfRU7d2yySl8n5GFbOaHu6Ww91FyDJuz/s320/mm.jpg" /></a> Since Mother's day is this Sunday, this week's topic on Mommy Momment's is Motherly Advice, I am not sure what advice I can give since I myself is a first time Mom... I will be celebrating my 3rd mother's day this year, but up until this day I can still remember my first, it was May 13, 2007 the day God has given me a mother's day miracle, it was the day that my daughter was given back to me... I can never forget that Mother's day. </div><div align="justify"> </div><br /><div align="justify"></div><div align="justify">Anyway, the advice I can give new mother's like me is RELAX... I remember the first few months that I had my bea, I was so tensed and agitated that if she don't cry for a period of time I get nervous, if she cries continuosly I get frustrated.. I remember not sleeping the whole night just to make sure she's still breathing or if she is okay or not.</div><div align="justify"> </div><div align="justify"></div><div align="justify">And of course to ENJOY... you have to enjoy every momment of it, before you knew it they'll be grown up... though at times they keep on asking questions that sometimes you forget what you are supposed to do or buy since all you hear is why, who, what and all, eventhough they keep on clinging to you that you cant even pee or comb your hair just because they want to be with mommy.. At the end of the day all of it was worth it. It is really amazing how you learn new things in the eyes of your children, I learn something new from my daughter everyday.... can you imagine she knows a SLOTH ( a sleepy one) before I do.</div><div align="justify"> </div><div align="justify"></div><div align="justify">To all the mommy's HAPPY MOTHER"S DAY TO US!!!!</div><div align="justify"></div><div align="justify">More motherly advice just click on the badge.<br /></div>beakoluvkohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16871413743407282812noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7470398461117386308.post-63119731632040603132010-05-06T08:46:00.004+10:002010-05-06T09:02:36.825+10:00GT: CHILDHOOD BESTFRIEND<p align="center"><a href="http://www.nikoganda.com/search/label/Girls%20Talk/" target="_blank"><img border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiHqMUd2W9SdBYCCArCfHYqsdq031WE9KHA4vgqzltzryYer421MZBxAcaY4TrRfJgrH6IgsBfP4SNsMu6-A4pjpXeUeB6CTKZyW8pt7XWZxNphABicc_SUHoqGHQBCfyX1-IWjX3pskz4/s400/girls+talk+badge.PNG" /></a></p><div align="justify">Dyosko! naghalughug pa ako ng litrato sa baul hehehhe. Too bad my pics when was I child is in the philippines and lucky for me I can avoid humiliation hehehhehe.</div><div align="justify"> </div><div align="justify">Anyway, my childhood bestfriend is non other than my one and only sibling, my ate jo-anne, though we may fight like cats and dogs but at the end of the day we still end up sharing one room, sharing the same toys, sharing almost everything.</div><div align="justify"> </div><div align="justify">On the days that my nanay and tatay both has to go to work and they will leave us inside our house with the strict reminder that we cannot go out. My sister and I would have countless hours of play, imagining things making our bunk beds our castle, our boat and everythign in between.</div><div align="justify"> </div><div align="justify">My sister once give me a card that show's two little girls playing under a blanket reminds me so much of us.<br /></div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhxH_EWNc2ibsFhHwnQwUexqFTT-gt3XlY3Z0vF7RBw0QaugY-_IdAGQAt-wvgPkAhE0Q3Hohi0qhFBSolNJ1AUMV5WhRpyy0G1uAxyY4oK548upFA5kkAF-LVNwD_jMjz6M9o5FeKdT8KP/s1600/gt4.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467921286710653362" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhxH_EWNc2ibsFhHwnQwUexqFTT-gt3XlY3Z0vF7RBw0QaugY-_IdAGQAt-wvgPkAhE0Q3Hohi0qhFBSolNJ1AUMV5WhRpyy0G1uAxyY4oK548upFA5kkAF-LVNwD_jMjz6M9o5FeKdT8KP/s320/gt4.jpg" /></a> This is a pic of me and my sister, i think I was in 1st yr college here or younger... susme di pa siguro uso pagkain nun at kapayat ko pa hehehhe.<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi2bwZcqcdz2hurOYOcq8LBbBOyS_WFtbeApzybZSOdqk5F72drQ_9U9fmOtKSRO_LhfKCCUpN4JgDdTsq4S2HSDFLe3KQbstrJIq8OwH9YEnnjRh7lZQ9Qh7WUKyhSN3mKHHSsk8YWmhFg/s1600/gt.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467921280137901698" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi2bwZcqcdz2hurOYOcq8LBbBOyS_WFtbeApzybZSOdqk5F72drQ_9U9fmOtKSRO_LhfKCCUpN4JgDdTsq4S2HSDFLe3KQbstrJIq8OwH9YEnnjRh7lZQ9Qh7WUKyhSN3mKHHSsk8YWmhFg/s320/gt.jpg" /></a> and this is our studio shot hehehhehe...<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhgkmy1icfKx2UzuHB4mSd61JZDQGRJwGHpV1R8NYVLEO3lwqaKmuPLXQpZmFMqPuzi200Pvz7fCP7OwFXP1rqRvgD3uhpPKD75FyRz1H0M4JMwcBIAsjdiEtBRVE7tS315_HEhKUViRb6G/s1600/gt2.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467921271754193538" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhgkmy1icfKx2UzuHB4mSd61JZDQGRJwGHpV1R8NYVLEO3lwqaKmuPLXQpZmFMqPuzi200Pvz7fCP7OwFXP1rqRvgD3uhpPKD75FyRz1H0M4JMwcBIAsjdiEtBRVE7tS315_HEhKUViRb6G/s320/gt2.jpg" /></a> My cousins has always been very close to me also and here we are on our younger days... we were only missing the two boys and that's the complete set of grandkids my grandparents has (katipid naman no?) Wheneever we get together we usually split into 2 groups and the youngest of us the small one at the far left (she is now a nurse like my sister) would determine who would be the dominant group :)</div><div> </div><div>These are my childhood bestfriends... how about you? why dont you head on to our site and share to us who your bestfriends are.</div><div> </div><div>Happy Thursday Everyone!!!<br /><br /><br /></div><div></div>beakoluvkohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16871413743407282812noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7470398461117386308.post-84916979870263747432010-05-05T10:03:00.004+10:002010-05-05T11:30:43.852+10:00CC: Meet my moms :)<a href="http://rodliz.info/"><div align="justify"><br /><br /></div><p align="center"><img style="BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT: 0px" alt="Rodliz’s Nest" src="http://i280.photobucket.com/albums/kk178/dannyannemj/couplescorner_badge_thumb.jpg" /></p></a><div align="justify"><br />This weeks topic on couples corner is all about our Mother's, I was worried about this topic 'coz i cannot think of anything to say about my mother's. Unfortunately, I am not close to my mother or my mother-in-law, its always been an issue about respect but I still give them credit for bringing me and my hubby into this world. For all their hardwork putting us up tp school, feeding us giving us what we need, I will never fail to give them credit for all of that.<br /></div><div align="justify">Anyway let me introduce my Mother-in-law first; her name is PURIFICATION S. PATAWARAN we call her nanay puring.<br /></div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjVa-D83-rFrmEVwaehuyc4IIh7MgsESzDtGi0VUH1jevM3Nunr9AatIdpazmN3R2btr78vc-_mA4a2IpG11rF8d893mKaUnc-PCyieYpECVqvGAwAwK40X96UtHjo174P2Qr83BsYLc6Yj/s1600/nnay.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 120px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467571875360669890" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjVa-D83-rFrmEVwaehuyc4IIh7MgsESzDtGi0VUH1jevM3Nunr9AatIdpazmN3R2btr78vc-_mA4a2IpG11rF8d893mKaUnc-PCyieYpECVqvGAwAwK40X96UtHjo174P2Qr83BsYLc6Yj/s320/nnay.jpg" /> <p align="justify"></a>This is the only photo i have of her, sorry i just scanned it this was taken on the day of our wedding. I dont know how old she is but i think she is somewhere in her late 60's, before I met my mother in law i had been always calling her every now and then, and my first impression was she is a real nice lady. The first time I saw her in person well that's a different story, she didnt know i can somehow understand their language ( kapampangan) and she keeps on telling her sisters how come I was allowed to rode on the plane with just jeans, t-shirt and sneakers on ( duh, i would be travelling for 13 hrs, she expects me to put on make up jewleries and nice clothes, sorry it is just not me... comfort is what i am after).</p><p align="justify">The whole time that I was in their place she keeps on rubbing to my face that all that I have is from her beloved son. She fails to recognize the fact that I am working and I am helping his son out with every possible way I can.. I just let it all pass since I wont be staying there for a long time. But the whole family made it clear that to them I was the witch who stole their beloved son away from them. My mother in law keeps on competing with me for my hubby's attention, and you really can feel and see that she is indeed competing with you. I just let it pass since in my mind and in my heart I know that in the end no one else would matter but me and my husband.</p><p align="justify">I have a lot more about my MIL but that is for another topic :P.</p><p align="justify">To my Nanay.. though you dont want anything to do with me and up until this day you still dont recognize the fact that I am your son's wife I still give kudos to you, for giving birth to my soulmate, my destiny and my knight... I will be forever grateful. For bringing him up in such simple way, for teaching him the value of money and harwork at a young age... I thank you, for it is because of his past that he has become a great man, a very loving husband a very proud father. For the long and painful journey he had to go through.... still thank you.. for it is those time that defined him as a man and for it is those time he pomised himself that his future family would not have to go through even an ounce of pain, sorrow and hardship that he went through.<br /></p><p align="justify">To you nanay I would not discredit you for anything that you have doen for Jun.... Me and bea will be forever grateful to you that you have given us the greatest blessing of our life. Thank you and happy mother's day.</p><p align="justify"> </p><p align="justify">On the other hand, this is my mother, Celia H. Alilam, she is currently in baguio now where she lives with my father. She is turnign 56 yrs. old this year but still acts liek a teenager :P.</p><p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiqn_yYzoFaORBIhAjPlNPsqGG0s1tdbRohGVt4LsudPl_DmtG5WllnFp_IqtcxO3f45AAtPCA7QwAppAY0KAJf2crhLImOU7fbbwE4qH2I2e_2wNaTqtGczV_NRtdHsqcJUzSyhr_bXUYC/s1600/nn2.bmp"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467571869589623890" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiqn_yYzoFaORBIhAjPlNPsqGG0s1tdbRohGVt4LsudPl_DmtG5WllnFp_IqtcxO3f45AAtPCA7QwAppAY0KAJf2crhLImOU7fbbwE4qH2I2e_2wNaTqtGczV_NRtdHsqcJUzSyhr_bXUYC/s320/nn2.bmp" /></a></p><p>This is a pic of my tatay, nanay and bea when we went home in the philippines last november, 2009.</p><p align="justify">You know when you have a moment in your life when you feel that you cannot do it anymore or you feel so down that you dont have any one to turn to but your mother, you can cry as hard as you wanted to and your mom would just sit there and console you for as long as you feel better? Well, my mother is not like that, if you cry the first thing she will ask is "What did you do?", then she wont stop there and she would insinuate that it was your mistake or you did something. Even before she knew what really happened.</p><p>My sister has always been a mommy's girl everytime she needs soemthing she would jsut tell to my mom and my mom would buy or even do things for her. I on the other hand has always been self dependent, I always do things my way.. when my mom went to work overseas and left my sister and me to the care of my father, my sister had the hard time adjusting so instead I took over the role of my mother in our family ( and i was the youngest), I can say I matured a lot becuase of that, so when it was time for me to work here in Saipan and be with my mother... our gap got wider, she can't believe that I am able to think on my own that she insist to control me with her own rules. After living 8 yrs. without her it is hard for me to abide her every whim, most of the times we would clash and we would end up fighting. I keep asking her to respect me as a person and recognize the fact that I will be able to know what it right or wrong but she would answer me with, " hay, nako jen wag mo nga ako sinasagot at baka samapalin kita" or tumahimik ka nga baka masaktan kita... those words i keep hearing while growing up you cant complain or tell your side of the story 'coz before she even listen she has already have made up her mind that its your fault or you have done something wrong.</p><p>But anyway she still is my mom.. though at times I was wishing that somebody would come and claim me as their own.... Iknow deep in my heart she is my mother and I am deeply indebted to her for my being. </p><p>To madear, I know we have lots of differences actually iI think we are both opposites of each other hehehhe. Though we may fight a lot, you know and I have proven time and again that I would just be here whenever you need me. Though you question my life decisions and think I am bound to fail.. I know deep in my heart you are still proud of me on learningn how to stand on my own feet... your just too stubborn to admit it :P</p><p>Though you have disowned me a couple of times for standing thru my decisions, I know you didnt mean it and I know you just want me to follow your way, the safe way... I have learned to be stubborn like you becuase I want to prove to you that somehow Ill figure out how I want to live my life and I just want you to respect my decision.</p><p>A lot of times I question your love for me and i know you get hurt everytime I telll you that you dont care about me...I am sorry for that... for the heart aches I cause you I am sorry... for every teardrop you shed because of me... Sorry.</p><p>I thank you madear for everything, you inspire me to be a better mom to bea because I fear bea and I will be in the same position that we are in right now. I am who I am right now becuase of you.... I value my family because I have seen you stick it out with our family thru thick and thin, I respect my husband so much because I have seen the effect of discrediting tatay of everything, I love my daughter too much because I have seen how much love can go a long way.</p><p>For my whole being madear, thank you so much and though I may not say it often... I love you :)</p><p>Happy mother's day every one!!!</p>beakoluvkohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16871413743407282812noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7470398461117386308.post-31402421739427279202010-05-03T15:03:00.003+10:002010-05-03T15:16:12.982+10:00just thinking.....<div align="justify">Yesterday, I was so weak that I didnt do any work, my sweet hubby did all the work for me he washed 2 loads of laundry, clean my car, take care of my bea and clean the house. I on the other hand just lay down where ever I can lie down. As in litterally I was just laying around ( Nakahandusay lang talaga ako- tawa ng tawa si hubby sa term ko). Too much partying last saturday night that I promised myself not to over do it... ever !!! i think :P.</div><div align="justify"> </div><div align="justify">Anyway, when I came to my senses and regained my energy back I was able to join hubby on the dinner table, we were talking on how blessed our life is. We both agreed that our life has changed tremendously for the better eversince we had our bea.We reminisced on how hard our life was when we were just starting out, we seldom eat out since our money is just enough to pay our bills and buy food. Now when we dont feel like cooking we just hop on to our car and eat anywhere we wanted to. Before, we had to think a lot of times before we can purchase things which we deemed to be expensive now we have a little more liberty to buy things that we want and buy bea things she wants to.</div><div align="justify"> </div><div align="justify">Though we have a little bit to spare we still set aside something for our savings. We wanted to make sure that our daughter's future is safely secured. Just talking with my hubby last night made me realize more that God is indeed very good. I just hope and pray that whatever may come our way we can surpass everything hand in hand.</div><div align="justify"> </div><div align="justify">Thank you God for the opportunity to experience your miracle everyday and Thank you for the chance you have given me to have a taste of my own bliss everyday. </div><div align="justify"> </div><div align="justify">Happy mondays every one</div>beakoluvkohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16871413743407282812noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7470398461117386308.post-40507377787338064322010-04-30T09:08:00.003+10:002010-04-30T09:17:34.402+10:00MM: Blue<p align="center"><a href="http://www.mommyjourney.com/search/label/Mommy%20Moments" target="_blank"><img alt="mommy moments" src="http://i471.photobucket.com/albums/rr71/mommyjourney/mommymoments.jpg" /></a></p><p align="justify">After a verrrrrrrrrrrryyyyyyy lonnnnnnnnnng hiatus finally I am able to join Mommy Momments, im crossing my fingers that I can keep up :)</p><p align="justify">Anyway this week's theme on MM is BLUE and here is my share ;</p> <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgYXzGy8QTwZYaJd3AUpfkY7Q2J7nF_jK6mi0wo8KDdZ2xNx-BiDkqDD134B3iYDtGy5cyy23zqINdEdCCzagjYPQpRn0XnlpJ7JunW5PzzZkNKFkh2jPnt57BggWSfky8tKicu8lC-EJzh/s1600/mm1.bmp"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465701178698280434" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgYXzGy8QTwZYaJd3AUpfkY7Q2J7nF_jK6mi0wo8KDdZ2xNx-BiDkqDD134B3iYDtGy5cyy23zqINdEdCCzagjYPQpRn0XnlpJ7JunW5PzzZkNKFkh2jPnt57BggWSfky8tKicu8lC-EJzh/s320/mm1.bmp" /></a> This is my Bea's fave outfit the Shirt has Dora on it and the pants has boots, she love wearing this.<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi71cPeOZtnicprpVGa5Vm-ls50Q3fsUOjJkCO6EKQFRP5VHsmEpPIQy0gVqZ8DgAIs4ai8dB1rGmiqqaXQuMib7frGmZgp1kSPPcjX-aoATBMlHsVDe7OjDPbYT9g2WzOQFKeokVGS8Ue7/s1600/mm4.bmp"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465701174379373890" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi71cPeOZtnicprpVGa5Vm-ls50Q3fsUOjJkCO6EKQFRP5VHsmEpPIQy0gVqZ8DgAIs4ai8dB1rGmiqqaXQuMib7frGmZgp1kSPPcjX-aoATBMlHsVDe7OjDPbYT9g2WzOQFKeokVGS8Ue7/s320/mm4.bmp" /></a> Here she is in a 2-piece bathing suit when we went for swimming last December.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjj2bRuBPHAK1Wc8GOn4ZnomfHLMW_LqvOby22dVFVtnJQCwx7YLTeZnVFI_pD0NKiXCAfff22Jnr_7b-cS5x7fKPhYNEwd9d3loxmamZzFJ5W-DmQShmdNzYXWe8k6dHTU9gKcy6Z7en5R/s1600/mm2.bmp"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465701162061030898" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjj2bRuBPHAK1Wc8GOn4ZnomfHLMW_LqvOby22dVFVtnJQCwx7YLTeZnVFI_pD0NKiXCAfff22Jnr_7b-cS5x7fKPhYNEwd9d3loxmamZzFJ5W-DmQShmdNzYXWe8k6dHTU9gKcy6Z7en5R/s320/mm2.bmp" /></a> This was taken on March of this year when her dad was asked to be a God parent to our friends baby.<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj0szx7k1RvlXOiUncisxwQ7EaD0qLAYWMXl6SlCi8Kq1EykggRXp7cz_o6zufcVRAV6dzmcYHLmbnng5qAxuLUOba2maIZk4aCWzFzU_ZNEWi6UJWel3AiNWpr49QBuhwnadXonFt42hGu/s1600/mm3.bmp"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465701151288195298" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj0szx7k1RvlXOiUncisxwQ7EaD0qLAYWMXl6SlCi8Kq1EykggRXp7cz_o6zufcVRAV6dzmcYHLmbnng5qAxuLUOba2maIZk4aCWzFzU_ZNEWi6UJWel3AiNWpr49QBuhwnadXonFt42hGu/s320/mm3.bmp" /></a> The daddy and daughter both wearing blue :)<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjCKfU4vhk2YOpL19jE4TjsY0aFUNpmYhg4sDk7r0BClUJeQBxb7gxnPH0auld_EJP40bz6P61nLxP6Q6Q4e0lExIFiaQ_2bdk0NoCKzqr5ZPg0f_GpSZRQY3fcmdTZ-8wTLhDzoTFZMlfW/s1600/mm5.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465701125213022130" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjCKfU4vhk2YOpL19jE4TjsY0aFUNpmYhg4sDk7r0BClUJeQBxb7gxnPH0auld_EJP40bz6P61nLxP6Q6Q4e0lExIFiaQ_2bdk0NoCKzqr5ZPg0f_GpSZRQY3fcmdTZ-8wTLhDzoTFZMlfW/s320/mm5.jpg" /></a> Still on our swimming escapade last December.</div><div> </div><div> </div><div>More proud mommy's bragging all about our babies, just click on the badge.</div><div> </div><div>Happy friday everyone.<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /></div><div></div></div></div>beakoluvkohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16871413743407282812noreply@blogger.com12tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7470398461117386308.post-36850178248983185942010-04-29T08:40:00.002+10:002010-04-29T08:49:33.878+10:00GT: Last time I PIG OUT!!!<p align="center"><a href="http://www.nikoganda.com/search/label/Girls%20Talk/" target="_blank"><img border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiHqMUd2W9SdBYCCArCfHYqsdq031WE9KHA4vgqzltzryYer421MZBxAcaY4TrRfJgrH6IgsBfP4SNsMu6-A4pjpXeUeB6CTKZyW8pt7XWZxNphABicc_SUHoqGHQBCfyX1-IWjX3pskz4/s400/girls+talk+badge.PNG" /></a></p><p align="justify">Hmmm, can't seem to remember when was the last time I PIG OUT.... maybe because its everyday nyahahhahha :) kidding aside I think the last time I ate a lot was last year in November when bea and I was in the Philippines. We must have eaten at every corner of Baguio City and we ate this and that, whatever entices our palates hehehehhe.</p><p align="justify">One time we had a food trip session, but we only ate street foods we went to the market and bought kikiam, squidballs, fishballs and even one day old (odoc) and even green mangoes we must have bought a kilo of each and we cooked them all and had our food fest coupled with a couple of cold beer YUMMY. I think we started aroung 1 pm and finished around 6 pm or so :) It was fun though since we had chance to catch up on lost times and enjoy the company of each other. Hmmm just reminiscing that day makes me miss going back home to the Philippines :)</p><p align="justify">This is my share for this weeks Girl's Talk. More entries just click on the badge.</p><p align="justify"> </p>beakoluvkohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16871413743407282812noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7470398461117386308.post-11449751967295328002010-04-28T09:14:00.005+10:002010-04-28T09:47:53.081+10:00CC: My Best Friend<a href="http://rodliz.info/"><br /><br /><p align="center"><img style="BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT: 0px" alt="Rodliz’s Nest" src="http://i280.photobucket.com/albums/kk178/dannyannemj/couplescorner_badge_thumb.jpg" /></a></p><p align="justify"> </p><div align="justify"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgITiIs8ikdV04uBxnbuDWQ6gSb8tQ6KvuFqQsnJ8ydEneuGCMX2O4QYCzzzAsWfPsbj73j01hQhe2WBoMsEt-CAocEnjwG8oXcW1xBsTM5mFhqOxRgh5v9tQuSO3GPk4wj0iJU1b-wGC8v/s1600/cc.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464961047914428002" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgITiIs8ikdV04uBxnbuDWQ6gSb8tQ6KvuFqQsnJ8ydEneuGCMX2O4QYCzzzAsWfPsbj73j01hQhe2WBoMsEt-CAocEnjwG8oXcW1xBsTM5mFhqOxRgh5v9tQuSO3GPk4wj0iJU1b-wGC8v/s320/cc.jpg" /></a> My Hubby is my everything, at times he is my enemy, at times he is my lover, at times he is my mentor, my guide and many other things in between but most of all he is my BESTFRIEND.</div><div align="justify"> </div><div align="justify">He is the first guy that I have ever been friends with, I remeber when we just got to know each other he was helping me how to end my relationship with my boyfriend then, he must have listened to a million of my stories regarding my ex but he still was willing to give his ears to me. </div><div align="justify"> </div><div align="justify">Up until now I still tell him everything, at times with complete details, though my stories are very lenghty he still listens. He know my every move, my every breath and even my slightest sigh he knows it means something. If I dont talk he knows somethign is bothering me or he has done something to make me mad.</div><div align="justify"> </div><div align="justify">Last April 21, 2010 we celebrated our 8th year as boyfriend/girlfriend up unto this day I still remember how it felt like the first time I saw him, the first time we became a couple... still has and will always will feel like.. MAGIC!!!</div><div align="justify"> </div><div align="justify">Like Ate Liz, I feel blessed that I can tell my hubby anything, I have few friends that has told me how hard it is for them to have a great relationship with their husband expecially if they are keeping some secrets from their partner. Most of the time their marriage suffers because of the heavy load they are keeping inside of them. Must be really hard being happy when you know for a fact that everyday, every minute you are hiding something from your partner. I would never dream being in that situation, I am happy because I can be myself with my hubby, I can tell him anything and enjoy every moment I have with him and not be afraid that my skeletons in my closet will one day come out . </div><div align="justify"> </div><div align="justify">As bestfriends, me and my husband share the same dream and it is not to be Rich someday, although it would good to have a lot of money but for us our dream is to be able to enjoy our life each day, provide for our daughter and save a little for our future. We have simple dreams and aspirations which makes it easy for us to reach for our goals and live our life the way we wanted to. Were both very simple and low key, we enjoy all that we have right now because we know we really worked hard for it which makes us appreciate each othe more 'coz we both recognized the fact that without the each other all this is not possible.</div><div align="justify"> </div><div align="justify">My hubby always say that he got lucky that I came in his life ( pag hindi makapal ung mukha nya at iclaim na swerte ko daw sa knya hehehehe) the truth is I am one lucky girl to have a man like him, he really has changed my whole world upside down.</div><div align="justify"> </div><div align="justify">This is my share for this weeks couples corner, more entries just click on the badge.</div>beakoluvkohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16871413743407282812noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7470398461117386308.post-27684777478066213992010-04-26T10:43:00.002+10:002010-04-26T11:13:41.425+10:00Monday !!!Havent had time to blog lately, unfortunately this week is no better than last week. Our quarterly tax is due on Friday so I have to finish all the reports by Wednesday I hope :(. I miss blogging, my friend ask me to blog about how mysterious love it, how complicated it is and how at time you do stupid things for love. Well dont have time yet to think it over but I will make a blog about it soon.<br /><br />My hubby got me a bigger car just in time for our 8th anniversary as boyfriend/girlfriend hehehhehe. It's not that brand new but it look's and smell's like one and whats more it is my dream car so I am a very happy wife :).<br /><br /><br />My bea is turning 3 next month and I am busy as a bee getting all the stuff planned out. So far I made reservations to the restaurant already, I will be starting the loot bag this week, I already bought treats that my bea loves to eat to be put inside the loot bag. I also went to a shop that sells party supplies, I made reservation on the balloons and party hat to be used, since the owner is also pinay I got a great deal on those stuff :). I just need to look for a good chocolate cake for bea ( her request), We tried the devil chocolate cake from one of the bakery here in the island, the icing was great but the cake it self dry. So the search continues, We decided not to have clowns or mascot this year since bea is still scared of moving mascots even clowns maybe next yeat :)<br /><br />My sister celebrated her bday a couple of days ago and I am so busy to blog, sorry sis, you know how much i love you, I wish you more blessing and I pray and hope you will trully find what your heart desires and make you really happy. Love you sis and miss you so much.<br /><br />Ill be cathcing up with my blog soon and to all my blogging friends who dropped by and left comment. THANK YOU SO MUCH!!1beakoluvkohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16871413743407282812noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7470398461117386308.post-7305126955758623522010-04-22T09:34:00.003+10:002010-04-22T09:44:53.840+10:00GT: Buffet food I choose first<p align="center"><a href="http://www.nikoganda.com/search/label/Girls%20Talk/" target="_blank"><img border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiHqMUd2W9SdBYCCArCfHYqsdq031WE9KHA4vgqzltzryYer421MZBxAcaY4TrRfJgrH6IgsBfP4SNsMu6-A4pjpXeUeB6CTKZyW8pt7XWZxNphABicc_SUHoqGHQBCfyX1-IWjX3pskz4/s400/girls+talk+badge.PNG" /></a></p><div align="justify">It's Thursday once again and this week's topic on Girl's talk is the food I choose first in the Buffet table.</div><div align="justify"> </div><div align="justify">If we are dining out in a hotel at a restaurant then this would be my first choice in the buffet table:<br /><br />SEAFOODS!!!! yummm<br /></div><p align="justify"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjPuOT_yFSMbmM4-MHVaOMe6vCQYgmyGhbSw_BCxSc-t7TR9SHcXiTdOLhph1Ujuv5wFw1MrpoIKokPRio0uKJC5LcK0XD9knXMW4ZolBzk77wCeMaxnjUdgOC87HR0YFjxS19oIA784Y4N/s1600/gt2.bmp"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462738554387287298" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjPuOT_yFSMbmM4-MHVaOMe6vCQYgmyGhbSw_BCxSc-t7TR9SHcXiTdOLhph1Ujuv5wFw1MrpoIKokPRio0uKJC5LcK0XD9knXMW4ZolBzk77wCeMaxnjUdgOC87HR0YFjxS19oIA784Y4N/s320/gt2.bmp" /></a></p><p align="justify">I am bit adventerous when it comes to food, maybe I acquired that from my hubby, I even learned how to eat fresh oysters... just put on the sauce and a squirt of lime and ohhhh that would taste good... <br /></p><p align="justify"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi8M4TSV9HMISKLmMxeAjckavfcGGi-tMIJ0-FqCnOt_QDgnBUrgrYPRn8kFsZtUVgJb_gj6vc77GeptXtAToqvfcui-WX2-782YDPMKC7hknCzSq1s3a8quSgPvPKt8_yVTVpk00uSbOYw/s1600/gt3.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 312px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462738550984813330" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi8M4TSV9HMISKLmMxeAjckavfcGGi-tMIJ0-FqCnOt_QDgnBUrgrYPRn8kFsZtUVgJb_gj6vc77GeptXtAToqvfcui-WX2-782YDPMKC7hknCzSq1s3a8quSgPvPKt8_yVTVpk00uSbOYw/s320/gt3.jpg" /></a> I also like the shrimp cocktails but I hate peeling so I usually pick out those that are already peeled but in case there is no peeled shrimps my hubby would do the peelign and I would do the eating hehehhehe. My hubby loves seafoods also but not like him I dont eat crabs, I find it hard to eat heeheheh.</p><p align="justify">In case we are dining out at a regular restaurant then the choices on the buffet table would not include seafood appetizers ( only the restaurant on the hotels does) then my first choice would be the soup and noodles.</p><p align="justify">This is my share for this weeks Girl's talk head on to our site for more appetizing entries. Just click on the badge .</p><p align="justify">Happy Thursday everyone!<br /><br /></p>beakoluvkohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16871413743407282812noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7470398461117386308.post-70071579111924255422010-04-21T15:28:00.002+10:002010-04-21T15:43:32.814+10:00CC: Our Days at work<a href="http://rodliz.info/"><br /><img style="BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT: 0px" alt="Rodliz’s Nest" src="http://i280.photobucket.com/albums/kk178/dannyannemj/couplescorner_badge_thumb.jpg" /></a><br /><br /><br />THis is a 2 in 1 post hehehhe sorry I was so busy last week.<br /><br /><strong>MOVIE TIME:</strong><br /><strong></strong><br />My hubby loves watching movies, he likes sci-fi, horror, adventure and action on the other hand I like romance, drama and comedy. From time to time I like watching filipino movies just because I feel like it hehehehe.<br />When we got to the movie house, we have to tag along my precious munchkin since her baby sitter is only from monday-friday and with a 2 yr. old in tow we can help it but one of us needs to be with my daughter to tend to her needs- go pee, go out, walk around, run around usually we watch movies that my hubby likes so I am the one left with no choice but to go along with bea.<br />If watch movies in our house, I would be very busy doing household chores that my hubby would be begging me to sit and keep still and watch the movie with him hehehhehe.<br /><br /><strong>DAYS AT WORK:</strong><br /><br />Our work schedule is the same, we leave our house at 7:30 am in the morning , Monday-Friday, on saturdays only my hubby goes to work. Our daughter rides in my car and before I go to work i would drop her to the baby sitter's house. My hubby's works place is farther than my office work place so I have volunteered to drop my daughter to the sitter's house. As soon as we have evrything in our car and bea is in her car seat, my hubby would kiss us good bye and say see you later.<br /><br />During work hours we seldom call each other, my hubby hates texting so I can't t send him text messages. He is also going in and out of his office that chat is not an option only. Recently we get to have days that we eat lunch together but that seldom happens.<br /><br />I get off work at 5 pm and he usually gets off around 6 pm or later, so naturally I would also be the one picking up my daughter from the sitters house. At home after work, I will usually be preparing our dinner while watching my daughter while I do the dishes ( still working eh...) and my hubby would usually get a beer or drink somethign to relieve his stress from work... we would usually talk about our day at work before we sleep. Like I said before if he is upto somethign we would cut our chit chat short and take advantage of each other hehehheheh.<br /><br />This is my share for this weeks topic on Couples corner.<br /><br />more entries just click on the badge.<br /><br />Happy wednesday everyone.beakoluvkohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16871413743407282812noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7470398461117386308.post-91548817215345437992010-04-20T10:31:00.004+10:002010-04-20T10:49:04.222+10:00GT: Most Expensive Meal<a href="http://www.nikoganda.com/search/label/Girls%20Talk/" target="_blank"><img border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiHqMUd2W9SdBYCCArCfHYqsdq031WE9KHA4vgqzltzryYer421MZBxAcaY4TrRfJgrH6IgsBfP4SNsMu6-A4pjpXeUeB6CTKZyW8pt7XWZxNphABicc_SUHoqGHQBCfyX1-IWjX3pskz4/s400/girls+talk+badge.PNG" /></a><br /><br />This is a delayed post of last week's topic on Girl's Talk, taxes where due last week so I had to work doubly hard to meet the deadline.<br /><br />Anyway, the most expensive meal that we had was a meal we bought at the Narita Airport in Japan last October, 2009 we stop over in Japan for more than 9 hrs on route to the Philippines. My daughter likes noodles very much, actually you can feed her noodles 3 times a day everyday but she would still eat it :). I think that meal was most expensive to me since it cost almost $20 USD and it only consist of a small bowl of udon, 1 small piece of shrimp tempura and a small bowl of rice. The meal didnt even had drinks included in the price, and its serving size is not even big to feed an adult and a toddler. Actually my daughter finished the whole meal- the serving is that small.<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiXZmIF98iOtglMG-pMRF51KzOkrMP50AnaoV9YyBZgciDnNplozPaAjrs5LJHM5VqAIp3XPWcSm-_EvrzZSQrp2mf_Xi2IqrAjc2Mz_7JtKD3jEPZOqL2m4flhmTVdC7SOgwe-egHO2Pb5/s1600/gt.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462012250048519730" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiXZmIF98iOtglMG-pMRF51KzOkrMP50AnaoV9YyBZgciDnNplozPaAjrs5LJHM5VqAIp3XPWcSm-_EvrzZSQrp2mf_Xi2IqrAjc2Mz_7JtKD3jEPZOqL2m4flhmTVdC7SOgwe-egHO2Pb5/s320/gt.jpg" /></a><br />Here is our meal, the bowl of rice was not included in the picture :) but it is also small.. Living in Saipan for almost 9 yrs. I was so used to the prices here in the island, that is why I was so shocked to find out the prices of food, water and even a piece of bread was 3x more than we have to pay here in the island. Imagine a bottle of water cost around 150-200 YEN which is around 2-3x more the price here in the island.<br /><br />This is my share for the most expensive meal that I have, it doesnt cost that much but when you compare the serving size and satisfaction you get from the food it is really that expensive :)<br /><br />More entries just click on the badgebeakoluvkohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16871413743407282812noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7470398461117386308.post-21640778707258810762010-04-11T21:53:00.002+10:002010-04-11T22:03:20.375+10:00My baby is growing up :(<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi60WfQXFKUsFkzyAyl1FAYYL_hw96wCCEsZhDlwy4RzvQpYedzV6xBkkDHc8217WY2C7_JVwZtHu_F9Fh0lamUXTy1PJATNZ4K55IHFddg7kSfVpD4wYGZ5smvBt42iH5-S5m1W_wW7zAr/s1600/invyt2.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 236px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458847305559125890" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi60WfQXFKUsFkzyAyl1FAYYL_hw96wCCEsZhDlwy4RzvQpYedzV6xBkkDHc8217WY2C7_JVwZtHu_F9Fh0lamUXTy1PJATNZ4K55IHFddg7kSfVpD4wYGZ5smvBt42iH5-S5m1W_wW7zAr/s320/invyt2.jpg" /></a><br /><div>Exactyly a month from now my little one would be turning 3 yrs. old. I can't believe how much he has grown, it seems just like yesterday that I was praying to God for a miracle and he gave me what I have been longing for.</div><div> </div><div>Above is a draft of the invitation for her birthday I have not yet made the reservation but I'll do that in the next couple of week.</div><div> </div><div>She already has a birthday dress to wear and another outfit for her to change on. The second outfit is the same as what I would be wearing on her party, since out theme is tinkerbell I thought of buyin a shirt that has a tinkerbell on it luckily I found a shirt that is for me and her. For dad he would be wearing a green shirt to go with the theme. we would be both wearing jeans and rubber shoes to match our outfit :).</div><div> </div><div>Party planning for my lil one takes a lot of energy but It is all worth it once I see her smile and the twinkle in her eyes.</div><div> </div><div>My sister said I am such an OC but for my lil one..... she deserves the BEST.</div><div> </div><div>Just some random thought on a Sunday evening, tomorrow will be another week of hard work.</div><div> </div><div>Have a great night everyone.</div>beakoluvkohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16871413743407282812noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7470398461117386308.post-82483087009326640832010-04-08T09:00:00.004+10:002010-04-08T09:29:30.809+10:00GT: FAVE JUNK FOOD<p align="center"><a href="http://www.nikoganda.com/search/label/Girls%20Talk/" target="_blank"><img border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiHqMUd2W9SdBYCCArCfHYqsdq031WE9KHA4vgqzltzryYer421MZBxAcaY4TrRfJgrH6IgsBfP4SNsMu6-A4pjpXeUeB6CTKZyW8pt7XWZxNphABicc_SUHoqGHQBCfyX1-IWjX3pskz4/s400/girls+talk+badge.PNG" /></a></p><br />This weeks topic is all about junk foods. The first time I came to a foreign land in 2001 I vowed ( hahahahha-seryoso?) to taste all the chocolates and junkfood that they have here. After all we only get to taste those food when my mom sends us packages or if she comes home to the philippines for a vacation and so thats what I did.<br /><br />I dont know what happened but the pringles or chocolates tasted different here than when you are eating it in the phillippines, I dont know if it is just me but I am not that excited to eat those chips, chocolates or candies that we are so ecstatic to have back home. Maybe because of the thought that you now can have it at anytime that you want, it just takes away the feelign of excitement heheheheh ( seryoso sa junkfood ha?).<br /><br />So know since I have been here in Saipan for almost 8 years I keep on coming back to the junkfood from the phillippines, everytime I go to the store I always look in to the asian merchandise especially the one from the Phillippines.<br /><br />Currently these two are my favorite ;)<br /><br /><br /><p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEijQgd59Rm4o4YTkocfiM5qXrEG-2olMhYySLhcySk6p9WNq12wFDsz6SAbQWu7-1pv3PHLOUunLw3tYW3m_fPB0rGfETl60Rtn5Fibj_efc-Yuk47dzPptq7yfSc3o06HHLY5xelatRIh_/s1600/Vcut-BBQ.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 226px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457534640583374898" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEijQgd59Rm4o4YTkocfiM5qXrEG-2olMhYySLhcySk6p9WNq12wFDsz6SAbQWu7-1pv3PHLOUunLw3tYW3m_fPB0rGfETl60Rtn5Fibj_efc-Yuk47dzPptq7yfSc3o06HHLY5xelatRIh_/s320/Vcut-BBQ.jpg" /></a> Jack 'n Jill V-cut spicy barbeque flavor, much more filling than lay's, pringles or any US brand chips LOL as far as I am concerned.</p><p>And of course, the all time pinoy favorite : CHICHACORN/ CORNICK... unfortunately they don't sell the small packs here ( the one they sell in the philippines @P1 each) it taste better than the one in the big pouch. When I went home in the philippines I must have bought 5 packs of these in individual pouches hehehhehe<br /></p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgxIxO31IyvQpE0FuOr79AB0xrm9IwaIv80vsXJaR5TVcYYirZu9hjuXrSXif5jeEkDI8m1L8M_tEZZn7SeVvBxp4Tl777xBimABXZk6ff9WS9Q1xcuDEjNLd5lvO72nhoHUewONbE98ZDk/s1600/bb_label.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 190px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 283px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457534636831877170" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgxIxO31IyvQpE0FuOr79AB0xrm9IwaIv80vsXJaR5TVcYYirZu9hjuXrSXif5jeEkDI8m1L8M_tEZZn7SeVvBxp4Tl777xBimABXZk6ff9WS9Q1xcuDEjNLd5lvO72nhoHUewONbE98ZDk/s320/bb_label.jpg" /></a><br />Hmmmm..... I miss philippines ; ) I miss eating mangoes on the street, singkamas, fishballs, kikiam, balut( which we also have here from phils but it is just not the same when you buy it from manong who shouts baluuuuuuuuuuuuuuuut, doesnt taste the same.). Wahhhhhhhhhhh ;(<br />I miss the Phils. hehehheheh.<br /><br />This is my share for this weeks Girl's Talk. More entries just click on the badge.beakoluvkohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16871413743407282812noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7470398461117386308.post-27160604900972859302010-04-07T09:22:00.002+10:002010-04-07T09:23:17.804+10:00CC: FAVORITE PLACE<a href="http://rodliz.info/"><br /><img style="BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT: 0px" alt="Rodliz’s Nest" src="http://i280.photobucket.com/albums/kk178/dannyannemj/couplescorner_badge_thumb.jpg" /></a><br />Our favorite places is this weeks topic on Couple’s Corner.<br /><br />When it comes to food or dining out my husband and me prefer Chinese food, Korean food and Thai Food, most often when we are dining out on a regular day we would be going to a Chinese, Korean and Thai Restaurant- we used to enjoy Korean food a lot but we are now widening our choices and we prefer Thai food over Korean food both of them are spicy but we both agree that Thai cuisine have more variety than Korean. Our fave restaurant now is SPICY THAI RESTAURANT, it is just a small place but on peak hours it would be filled to maximum, there food are always cooked fresh and the servings are very big. My daughter likes their iced tea with milk-it is so good that she can finish a tall glass without sharing.<br />On special occasions we usually prefer going to hotels which offers buffet-Saipan World Resort is our fave place when we are celebrating an occasion, they offer a wide variety of dishes and best of is you can eat till you drop. LOL<br />Our house is our favorite place to hang out- as I said my husband prefers staying home on his day off, so we just spend time at our house, well it really doesn’t matter where we hang out as long as we are together.<br />My husband hates shopping, so I do the shopping for us- since we are located in a tiny island there are limited choices when it comes to clothing so I usually do my shopping online, prices are cheaper and there a lot of choices. I usually buy from ebay, walmart, amazon and for electronics from crutchfield.<br />And since we are both in a foreign land our favorite destination is the Philippines nothing beats the feeling of being home.<br />These is my share for this weeks couple’s corner more entries about our fave places-just click on the badge.beakoluvkohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16871413743407282812noreply@blogger.com2