Adeline

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Hello Adeline!

We are happy to finally see and hold you,

We are thankful that you are healthy and safe,

Welcome to the world little angel, and

Welcome home.

Looking forward to spending time with you,

To see you smile,

To hear your giggles and laugh,

To watch you move, crawl, and walk,

To hear your voice and when you can finally talk,

I’m sure that daddy and I will be hearing lots of amusing words.

We can’t wait to see you grow but we must be patient.

So all we ask for now is that you’ll stay healthy and

try not to worry mommy and daddy, okay?

We love you baby Addy!

PS. your sister  Abby can’t wait to play with you!

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Daily Prompt – Mirror,Mirror

Finish this sentence: “When I look in the mirror, I . . . “

Photographers, artists, poets: show us MIRRORED.

When I look in the mirror, I…..

my cute little Abby last December

my cute little Abby last December

When I look in the mirror, I …. can see that some white hairs are trying to grow and blend with my black hairs. I am not bothered because it’s part  of growing old yet I try to remove them while I still can but when the time comes that they are more than the black ones then I’ll leave them alone and let them be.

When I look in the mirror, I …. see a woman who’s happy with her life, a woman with no regrets, and a woman with no hatred or anger in her heart but full of love to share with her family, friends and even strangers.

When I look in the mirror, I …. smile at myself and say “you are beautiful because you are created in the image and likeness of God” or “you are blessed!”

When I look in the mirror, I …. say “thank you Lord!”

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Share Your World – 2013 Week 21

Welcome back Cee!! I’m glad to see you back and  the share your world questions.

So here are the questions and my answers :

Do you prefer long hair or short hair for yourself?  I prefer long hair but not too long,  the length should be just below my shoulder.

Did you grow up in a small or big town? Did you like it?  I grew up in a small town, I didn’t like it at that time but when I started living in the city, I became more appreciative of the small town where I grew up. In our small town, people are more relaxed, warmer and friendlier. Also, our small town is surrounded by nature which I love and enjoy.

the street looks the same but most of the houses became bigger

the street looks the same but most of the houses became bigger

We call this Gumamela flower (Hibiscus)

We call this Gumamela flower (Hibiscus)

What is your favorite food as a child? Do you eat it now?  Pork adobo with rice. I still eat it whenever I go back home but not where I am currently residing because pork is not available here.

Regarding outdoor temperature which would you prefer – Sunny and hot – Cool and Breezy – Cold and Snowy – Cloudy and Rain/Drizzle – OtherI prefer cool and breezy.

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Have a great day!

 

8 Month Abby

Dear baby,

It was around 3 hours, 45 minutes and 8 months ago when I first saw you. You were gorgeous even then. The joy that I am feeling is still the same from the day I first held you in my arms and it will be the same forever.

Time flew so fast. It feels like it was only yesterday when you were still so tiny and fragile. Now look at you, growing strong day by day and is acting like an adult at times such as when you cover your eyes with your arms while sleeping (but I always move your arms on your side). You also grunt like an adult. You love to eat oranges and won’t stay quiet once you see me eating one. Sometimes, I am worried that it might be too acidic for you but you don’t vomit nor have diarrhea so your Dada says I must let you eat some and that I shouldn’t be a chicken-hearted because you’re a strong baby. He says you got that from him – being strong and all other good things as if my genes are not good. Of course, we end up arguing…. and laughing.

The other things that you can do lately are crawling and sitting on your own. You can stand for few minutes as long as you are holding on to something. You can’t walk yet unless you’re on the walker. While on walker, you would follow me around.It’s not only your feet that are wandering these days but your hands are exploring as well – grabbing everything and anything your tiny hands can reach.

Your smile is as sweet and lovely as before. Your eyes are smiling sweetly too. You are so  easy to please, you would smile when you see me smile but what I love the most is that you would make me smile when I look serious and is frowning. You would stare at me as if trying to figure out what I am thinking and then smile sweetly at me as if you are telling me “C’mon Mom, frown not for life is beautiful. See, the sun is shining brightly! There is hope, God is in control. Give all your worries to him!” Then I usually end up hugging you. Well, I am not certain that’s what you’re thinking but that’s how I interpret it.

Anyways, mommy is just here to say happy 8 month darling daughter!!!  I love you and so does Dada. Stay strong, happy, and healthy. God bless you.

Hugs and kisses,

Mommy

Abby First Before Anything Else

As Abby is growing taller, her voice and cries are becoming louder too. Her dada even teases and calls her ‘loud speaker‘. We both end up laughing when he says this while Abby (not knowing that we are teasing her) smiles nicely too. My cutie Abby.

Furthermore, Abby is demanding more of my attention and my time lately. She cries if she doesn’t see me around. Her musical toys can keep her occupied for some time but not for long. During day time, she sleeps in short periods of time. Gone are the days when all she does are eat and sleep, eat and sleep on and on and on.

Hence, sometimes the household chores are piling up despite all my efforts. I am a very patient person, I really am! However, I lost my patience and calmness yesterday. I am a bad mom in thoughts! Imagine, I got annoyed when Abby cried just because I was busy at the kitchen. I reprimanded myself immediately after feeling that way. I asked myself “who/what is more important – Abby or household chores?” Of course, you all know what my answer was. And that’s the story behind the title of this post. I should never get annoyed or feel disturbed while busy doing house chores when Abby demands my attention. She is my priority. House chores can wait.

Actually, the origin of “Abby first before anything elsemotto is from my mother’s “Stomach first before anything else” motto. It has nothing to do with me as a baby though. It’s all about filling your empty stomach first before doing any household chores. Great motto, right? It does make sense, eat first so you avoid ulcer plus you have the energy to do the chores.

I already whispered sorry to Abby (and lots of hugs) but I want to say it again, sorry baby! I am not annoyed at you, I got annoyed with your cries but still I shouldn’t because you’re my baby. I know you’re a good girl. I know that soon you will understand and behave when I asked you to. I love you baby.

Share Your World : Week 11

I’ve planned to take part in the ‘Share Your World’ challenge but kept putting it off until Judith asked me earlier and so I finally decided to join today. (thanks Judith for that little push)

Cee Neuner is the founder and moderator of this challenge. Once a week she posts 4 questions for all participants (all bloggers are welcome) to answer and for this week the questions are :

  1. What’s your least favorite mode of transportation?
  2. Are you a cat, dog, goat or prefer the zoo person?
  3. What really makes my heart sing?
  4. What word or words are fun for you to say?  And yes Supercalifragilisticexpialidocious counts a fun word!

Here are my answers :

What’s your least favorite mode of transportation?  Bus, it’s because it takes time to travel – lots of stop over and I hate it when the driver keeps on boarding passengers although there are no more seats available.

Are you a cat, dog, goat or prefer the zoo person?   I am a cat and dog person. Someday I would love to have both in my house. I would like Abby to have them as pets and treat them like members of our family.

What really makes my heart sing?  My heart sings when I see Abby smile. My heart sings when my hubby and I laugh at some silly jokes. My heart sings when I hear good news from my family back home. My heart sings when I pray knowing that someone up there hears me.

What word or words are fun for you to say?  And yes Supercalifragilisticexpialidocious counts a fun word!  that’s right, are you crazy?, great!

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Dear Dada…

Dear Dada,

Just want to say… I am so glad you are my daddy!

Thank you for taking care of me even when you are too tired from work.

I heard all the ” I love you’s” that you whispered to my ears everyday and

appreciated all the songs you sang to me when I couldn’t sleep (even if they are not lullaby’s).

Thank you…

for talking to me whenever you can although I still couldn’t understand them,

for holding and hugging me when I get scared,

for stopping whatever you are doing just to check on me whenever I am crying,

for waking up at night to change my diaper  (so mommy can have some sleep),

and for all your care, love and patience.

Lots of love,

Abbynux

Sleepless

When I was pregnant, everybody told me that I should sleep as much as I can before I give birth. And I did. I thought I was well prepared but I was wrong.

I even mentioned numerous times on my previous posts that I will not mind the upcoming sleepless nights. And I didn’t – for the first week! Simply because I was overwhelmed with joy. I hardly noticed the time because I was like walking in the clouds.

But on the second week, reality has bitten me. I was still overwhelmed with joy. My love for Abby is still the same but I was physically tired. And I became cranky. Lack of sleep makes anyone cranky even a very loving mother like me.

Of course, I didn’t take it out on Abby. I tried talking to her though. I begged her to stop crying when she couldn’t settle herself to sleep. And as I had foreseen before,  I cried…silently. I missed my own mother. But she is so far. Thankfully, I have a very supportive husband and he sure knows how to talk me out of my weariness.

Now, Abby is almost three weeks old and still I am overwhelmed with joy. But I am not so overwhelmed with tiredness and sleeplessness anymore. I have learned to sleep whenever she is asleep (mostly during night-time but during daytime – I keep myself busy with household chores).

Having Abby is the best thing that happened in my life and I will never trade her for anything in this world.

One Week Old

Hello baby.

It seems like you were just born yesterday…. but now it’s been a week. Soon you will be two weeks old…then a month…two months.. and before we realized, you will be a year old. Wow. I know, I know..I am way too excited about the future, but can you blame me?

Anyway, back to the present time….

We want you to know that we love every minute spent with you.

We enjoy bathing you every morning. Although at first we were scared because you see, you are so tiny and look so fragile. Eventually we became confident. We think you are scared too because you cried whenever the water touched your skin but our gentle words seem to soothe you.

When you smile, our hearts melt with joy. Sometimes, you even laugh and that’s a real marvel to us. We keep on asking you to do it again..and again. Sometimes you oblige, sometimes you’re too sleepy to obey.

Most of these days, you just eat and sleep. So when you are awake, we make the most of it by talking to you.

We love taking photos of you. Whether you are sleeping or awake, we simply can’t resist capturing every moment.Someday when you grow up, you will realize how priceless these pictures are.

Crying is your way of seeking our attention. You cry when you are hungry. You cry when your nappy needs to be changed. If you cry in the middle of the night, we jump out of bed immediately to attend to you. We don’t mind having sleepless nights because we love you.

You sneeze a lot but it’s normal, sneezing is a defense mechanism so we are not worried. What’s funny though is that you sneeze loudly like a grown up. This makes us giggle and laugh heartily.

We will always be proud of you our dear baby. We love you so much. We can’t wait to see you begin crawling and start talking. Grow up soon and stay healthy.

Hugs and kisses,

Mommy and Daddy

Dear Baby Abby

Hello baby.

You made me worried a lot last week but after all the fervent prayers (thanks to mine and your dad’s family and friends whom I kept bugging to pray), regular early morning walk and the constant talking to you – the ultrasound shows that you are now in the correct position for normal delivery. “Hamdullah” the doctor said. Meaning thank God. Yes, thank God indeed.

Feeling relieved and at peace, I am joyfully waiting for your arrival. I wish I know exactly when but I don’t. No one knows, not even the doctor. Of course except God as He knows everything. Tentatively sometime this month but your daddy keeps on counting the days based on the ultrasound.We both wish though that you will be born on the 16th. I will tell you why when you read this.

Your daddy have a song for you to the tune of “River Lullaby” and it goes like this ” Abby, my baby…how are you today?…please be nice to mommy…don’t kick too hard…and when it’s time to come out..come out smoothly.” We always have a good laugh after he sings to you. Sometimes he sings incoherently but that’s okay right baby? It’s the effort that counts.

Anyways, in case you are wondering about the song “River Lullaby”. Here’s the video/song from youtube.

I, on the other hand sing to you the song “Somewhere over the Rainbow”. Well, I am not a good singer either but I am hoping you will be. Also, I don’t know the whole lyrics but I just keep on singing the first part of the song because you seem to relax (from kicking me) whenever I sing this song to you.

Our hospital bag is ready…just waiting for your signal. Don’t forget what daddy keeps on telling you okay? We love you Abby.