Monday, June 24, 2013

Possibly the biggest life changes ahead :)

We are sitting at lunch one day when my friend casually mentions that she and her husband are thinking of "starting a family." "We're taking a survey," she says half-joking. "Do you think I should have a baby?"

"It will change your life," I say, carefully keeping my tone neutral.

"I know," she says, "no more sleeping in on weekends, no more spontaneous vacations."

But that is not what I meant at all. I look at my friend, trying to decide what to tell her. I want her to know what she will never learn in childbirth classes.

I want to tell her that the physical wounds of child bearing will heal, but becoming a mother will leave her with an emotional wound so raw that she will forever be vulnerable.

I consider warning her that she will never again read a newspaper without asking, "What if that had been MY child?" That every plane crash, every house fire will haunt her. That when she sees pictures of starving children, she will wonder if anything could be worse than watching your child die.

I look at her carefully manicured nails and stylish suit and think that no matter how sophisticated she is, becoming a mother will reduce her to the primitive level of a bear protecting her cub. That an urgent call of "Mum!" will cause her to drop a soufflé or her best crystal without a moment's hesitation.

I feel that I should warn her that no matter how many years she has invested in her career, she will be professionally derailed by motherhood. She might arrange for childcare, but one day she will be going into an important business meeting and she will think of her baby's sweet smell. She will have to use every ounce of discipline to keep from running home, just to make sure her baby is all right.

I want my friend to know that everyday decisions will no longer be routine. That a five-year-old boy's desire to go to the men's room rather than the women's at McDonald's will become a major dilemma. That right there, in the midst of clattering trays and screaming children, issues of independence and gender identity will be weighed against the prospect that a child molester may be lurking in that restroom.

However decisive she may be at the office, she will second-guess herself constantly as a mother.

Looking at my attractive friend, I want to assure her that eventually she will shed the pounds of pregnancy, but she will never feel the same about herself.

That her life, now so important, will be of less value to her once she has a child. That she would give herself up in a moment to save her offspring, but will also begin to hope for more years, not to accomplish her own dreams, but to watch her child accomplish theirs.

I want her to know that a cesarean scar or shiny stretch marks will become badges of honor.

My friend's relationship with her husband will change, but not in the way she thinks. I wish she could understand how much more you can love a man who is careful to powder the baby or who never hesitates to play with his child. I think she should know that she will fall in love with him again for reasons she would now find very unromantic.

I wish my friend could sense the bond she will feel with women throughout history who have tried to stop war, prejudice and drunk driving.

I want to describe to my friend the exhilaration of seeing your child learn to ride a bike.

I want to capture for her the belly laugh of a baby who is touching the soft fur of a dog or cat for the first time.

I want her to taste the joy that is so real it actually hurts.

My friend's quizzical look makes me realize that tears have formed in my eyes. "You'll never regret it," I finally say. Then I reached across the table, squeezed my friend's hand and offered a silent prayer for her, and for me, and for all the mere mortal women who stumble their way into this most wonderful of callings.



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Note: Words in Italics are not mine. Source unidentified, as this has been circulating in social media without any credit or reference to its author.

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It is so near. And although I still fear the unknown (anything can happen in the delivery room, eh?), I am beyond thrilled to meet and hold and carry our dearest little one soon. One can never be fully ready for something as phenomenally life-changing as parenthood, but I do believe the hubby and I will work it just fine. :)

Monday, June 3, 2013

Can't hardly wait for 'Soon' :)

Hello, dear you, I am still alive. Very much alive. And rounder and more pregnant than ever. :)

While the action might have fizzled out in this tiny virtual space, my life has gotten all the more... exhilarating? Yes, exhilarating is gotta be it. 


We've spent a few months thoroughly househunting. And oh, the ups and downs of searching for our first starter home! And while we haven't seen The One that we can call our own aka buy just yet, we are very happy with where we have moved in. We are settled, comfy and cozy (and basking in our much bigger space!) like never before. I utterly had fun working in tandem with the dear hubby in filling and decorating (shopping for furniture and decors was funnn!! yay!!) our new home. Hence, the merrily exhausted momma-in-waiting.

And oh yes, as I said, I am still as pregnant as ever, waiting for D Day. And that alone is one exhilarating ride of all rides. It has been going oh so smoothly all throughout, but the curves and the ups and downs greeted us on the last stretch. 

The curves and the down -- well, I've had a surgery (as in surgery that involves spinal anesthesia and sutures and stitches. and being hospitalized!) three weeks ago. I've healed and recuperated pretty swiftly, thank God. I even went back to work a few days post op, when my medical certificate said I need a minimum of two weeks off. And then last week, I had a preterm labor scare. Scariest scare ever. Everything seems under control now, and I couldn't be more thankful to High Heavens for that.


I guess God is indeed in control, all the time. I just have to take heart and keep that in mind. :)

So, while I sit here very excited to finally meet our little one and half anxious of the known and the unknown (anything can happen on Labor Day!), I try to stay put and keep faith -- it is going to be alright! And the day we finally hold and kiss our dearest little one would be a day of sunshine and rainbows and happy melodies.
 

We can't wait. :)

Thursday, February 21, 2013

Slowing down for my precious little bun in the oven

Wow, just when I have made a commitment to update my blog as religiously I could, get as much walk and exercise as I can manage, and preoccupy myself with creative and passionate pursuits that won’t be too taxing (err, sharpening my now rusty writing skills? mastering the art and science of cooking and preparing healthy stuff? learning the fine art of applying decent make-up? haha!), pregnancy made me not just slow down, but back off at least two steps.

Don't get me wrong, I've been pretty comfy with being pregnant -- a pampered preggy, even. And it has been quite easy on me, considering I did not have to go through that horrible morning sickness chapter. Plus, I get all thumbs up from my doc because I'm doing pretty well in terms of managing my pregnancy weight gain -- baby sure is healthy and of appropriate weight and size, despite my very minimal weight gain so far (but that was last check up, I bet it's going to be a different story now haha).

But last week, I fell kinda ill. And by "kinda ill", I meant I was pretty much useless and unable to do anything but sleep and lie down and rest in bed and literally cry in pain for at least four days. A hell lot agonizing and awful. And it came right after I and the hubby and the in-laws hied off to Iloilo and Cebu, just two weeks ago. It came right at a time I thought pregnancy would not slow me down (hey, I was on a roll!!!), at a time I was giddy to enroll in prenatal yoga class, written permit of my OB already secured and in hand, and at a time I have talked to my then swimming instructor/ coach that I am mulling going back to our swim sessions with my dear little hitchhiker.

But alas, I have to slow down. As much as it is uneasy to admit, I just have to slow down. For my sake, and most especially for our baby's.

Never have I been more conscious and careful now with every little thing I do (and the food I stuff myself with!). It's being protective, selfless, nurturing, loving, a little scared and praning all at once, this pregnancy and upcoming motherhood chapter.

For now, I'll sit back and try to enjoy being a spoiled pampered expectant mom. I know my body best and although I have pushed it to its limits not so long ago during those times I worked so hard and slave-drive myself to exhaustion, whenever I trained for a race, when I ran my marathon, when I signed up for a race I'm so ill-prepared for, when I hammered the road last year during the run leg of the 70.3 Ironman race under the unforgiving sweltering sun -- now is definitely not the time to try to gauge my physiological limits. And hey, maybe slowing down is not bad at all. *wink, wink*

So now, Mommy is slowing down for you, precious little baby. Anything for you baby, absolutely anything for your welfare. :)

Saturday, January 26, 2013

Eagerly infanticipating :)

Soon, hubby and I will be joined by our third musketeer. Soon, our lives will be turned upside down.That kind of turned-upside-down that is much, much anticipated. ;)


Yes, I have a little hitchhiker in my belly and we cannot wait to meet our little mini-us!!! :-)

Sunday, January 13, 2013

Super awesome 2012 gets even better this 2013!

Hello, 2013!

Wow, time flies when you're having an awesome time! And 2012 has been just that -- 'awesomest' of the super duper awesome!

I got engaged to the biggest (and one and only) love of my life. I've read somewhere that one of the best feelings in the world is being proposed to by your dream guy at the perfect time, and it felt every inch just that.

I voluntarily left the academe, and albeit it being bittersweet because teaching and UP will always be my one big love, it felt like it was the perfect time to hop on to the other side of the fence. And what was waiting for me on the other side of the fence? My dream global yet Philippine-based financial-social institution, what I thought was the one and only company could make me swap my beloved UP for.

I transferred to a new home in an entirely new neighborhood with a different zip code. It was bigger, brighter, prettier. And it further equipped and honed me with the know-hows of a future homemaker. :) In between crazy work-filled days and wedding preps-focused nights and weekends, I got even closer to my family, all the while with a looming thought that by the end of the year, they would give me away to the man I was going to be with for the rest of my life, the man I was going to build my family with.

The last three quarters of the year dragged on yet went by so fast. We closed the year with a bang -- the wedding we have so looked forward to. And I mean, from the very onset of the relationship. It was a culmination of sorts, yet it was only the beginning of new, more exciting chapters ahead. A celebration of love, life, friendship, and His overwhelming blessings. The honeymoon and travel that followed was just a dollop of the icing on the cake. That, plus this one big momentous new chapter I can't wait to share with you guys.

So, 2013, how would you top that?

Guess what, no matter how overflowing and siksik with all the good things in life 2012 was, I have a feeling faith that that is only the beginning, and that 2013 will even be better! I claimed that last year was going to be my year (it was indeed MY year!), and this time, I am claiming it again -- there's no way but up and it will only get better this year! :)

So albeit my post coming in quite late, I'm officially saying hooray to yet another awesome year ahead! ;)

Wednesday, December 19, 2012

The new missus is now breaking the Blogging Hiatus :)

 Signing back in -- with a dash and a new additional surname to boot! ;)

It's been eight days since our wedding day. Oh, our wedding day *insert a big, happy, kilig sigh.* How do I  put it in words and do justice to it? It was magical, it showcased a myriad of emotions. I would dare say it was solemn, sincere, fun, heartwarming, heartfelt -- and it all went by so fast! I shed tears at the ceremony, at the reception, heck I even shed a tear during the preps. I was overwhelmed with joy and love the whole time. It may not be perfect, but heyy, it was as beautiful and heartfelt as we wanted it to be! Almost nine months' worth of prepping and OC-ing paid off, and it was a day we'd remember for as long as we live. :)




If you'd like to see more photos from the preps and the ceremony (no reception photos yet, as this was played during the reception), here's a link to our onsite photo AVP from our young yet very talented photographer, Jaja Samaniego:


Now, please excuse me as I go back to my husband (oh, joy, he is now my husband!) and we make the most out of the second leg of our honeymoon -- and by that I meant living the life of a pampered spoiled gourmand slash alcohol connoisseur, and lounging in our suite and sleeping for as much and as long as we want! Leg 1 of honeymoon was for exploring a foreign country, shopping, lots of walking and touristy stuff. Meanwhile, this second leg is definitely all R&R -- staycation for the win! :)

Sunday, September 30, 2012

That question. And a wedding update of sorts.

Whenever someone asks me if the wedding is 'still on' -- and mind you, I've been getting a few of those lately, whether half serious or in jest -- I involuntarily react in two ways: 1) I laugh it off, and I am talking about  a big, mean, hearty guffaw; and 2) I furrow my brows, my mouth drops, and I shoot the person an incredulous sideward glance punctuated with a silent yet piercing "Duh!"

I inadvertently throw a hysterical fit because, c'mon, do we look like the kind of couple to announce an engagement, declare just how excited they are to officially get there, only to throw it all away all of a sudden? We are too darn in love and all over each other for that *tongue-in-cheek* For two people who are oh-so-sickeningly-in-love (ahem!), for two people who can hardly wait to spend the rest of their lives together (ahem!), for two people who think they are in every way ready for the next big chapter (ahem!), there really is no other way but up. Or rather, down that aisle. ;)

But I do get mortified quite irked too whenever someone throws me that rather tactless question because, really now, do we really realize jut how stressful weddings are? And I'm not just talking about the bad kind of stress. Although weddings are only a one-day event and what happens after the wedding is what really matters (trust me, I am a firm believer of that), there's just simply a lot going on when one says he or she is getting married -- regardless of how grand or simple that may be.

Stressed out soon-to-wed nerds, alert! Didn't I tell you a lot is going on in weddings? :P
[Photo source as captioned.]

Putting together a wedding DO require incredible project management skills, a lot of thought and seamless planning and execution. Not to mention a considerably thick wad of cash and a solid cash flow. The precocious talent of balancing inputs, wants, expectations and demands from people around the couple vis-à-vis their own vision of how they want to start the rest of their lives together is just as important. With so much going on and with the social pressure on soon-to-weds, it is not hard to lose sight of the real reason behind the buzz -- embarking into the big W thus demand a strong foothold and cohesive grounding on the couple's side. Weddings also entail the merging of families and friends, and thus, necessitate quite a hefty amount of gracious and polished social skills.

So needless to say, yes folks, we are in the middle of that so-much-going-on phase!

But don't worry, we have proven to be such troopers and we are managing fine and dandy. Kami pa! ;-)

I am so enthused and I can hardly wait to see how this huge one-day 'project' is finally shaping up, but more than that, I can't wait to finally get there! Get to the bottom line and real reason of all this shebang, that is! ;)

Two months and a half baby, barely two months and a half! Yay!