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| Over three years ago I blogged in this very same site about typhoon Xangsane and how it affected my family's life back when I was still living in Metro Manila. Three years later a typhoon with the same, if not more, magnitude hit Manila again. Typhoon Ketsena or Ondoy hit my country Saturday morning last week and poured out a month's worth of rain all over Metro Manila. It unleashed even more rain than Katrina in New Orleans resulting to devastating floods which caused millions of damages and lives lost. Far from destruction, safe and sound, I was clueless until a friend of mine Facebooked that she and her family were evacuating their home. Scrolling down through the site, I read countless posts from friends back home about the rain and flood everywhere. One friend posted that he was on the roof of their home. One commented "How could you facebook over there?" he answered "Laptop." Whoa. One was facebooking at an evacuation center via her phone and wifi. Another one said that they had no power at all but she was able to log in via her prepaid internet stick. I also saw dozens of flood videos, and as I rubbed my eyes (I had just woken up) I realized that it was not just another tropical storm to hit the Metro. Later I read that it was the worst since 1942. Watching the news later that night I was teary-eyed as I watched the destruction the typhoon had left. It was devastating. Seeing the condition of hundreds of my suffering fellowmen broke my heart. Click here for some pictures: http://www.boston.com/bigpicture/2009/09/typhoon_ketsana_ondoy.html No close friend or family of mine back home were harmed. My friend Meg and her family lost her home because the flood in their place was 20 ft. up but thank God that they had managed to evacuate in time. My sister Grace walked 4 kilometers in knee-high flood until she reached her home from work but she wasn't harmed. My uncle's refrigerator toppled over due to the waist-high water inside their home, but he and his family were safe. Help has been coming in from every where and for that I am thankful. Even some actors from Hollywood have been donating and a lot of other countries have been sending help since the disaster. Back home, people are busy recovering and rebuilding. I just pray to God that the super typhoon Pepeng that is about to enter my country tomorrow will not leave the same disaster as Ondoy did. I don't think my fellowmen can endure much more. |
| List of things I'm thankful for today: 1. My super cool husband who may not be the most romantic person on earth but he makes up for it through everything he does. 2. My new transition glasses! Yay! 3. My year-long maternity leave. I'm so grateful for the time off to be with my daughter. 4. My parents who are always there to help and support. 5. A God who loves me despite... well, me. |
| Winter Is Coming! I am obsessed. Arggh I have no life! http://winter-is-coming.blogspot.com/ |
I absolutely have no life. Mom-wise, I'm way up there, but social-wise, zilch. Nada. Zero. This weekend's a long one and so I've been invited to a couple of things, but unfortunately none that can withstand an energetic six-month old.  It IS possible to bring my daughter along, but just imagining the stress is making me tired already. I had front tickets to a Coldplay show last night but gave it to a friend instead, realizing that I couldn't bear to leave Abi for a night out. That wasn't too hard, since I'm not that big of a Coldplay fan, I mean, I like them, but not to the point that I'll regret not going. My good friend Dave also asked us to go cottaging and camping at Blue Mountain for four days this weekend, but knowing everyone, I know it's just going to be filled with booze and smoke, not exactly a healthy environment for a baby. Then there's this water park thing on Sunday but I refused that too, thinking of the sun and germs and everything that could possibly go wrong. I could be overreacting about all of this (ya think?  ) but I'm a mother, I have a right.  I remember thinking about two months ago, "As soon as Abi is having solids then I can go out much more often." So not happening. There are times when I get too tired and stressed and it's just like I want to escape, you know? I'd practically shove Abi in her grandpa's arms and flee out the door. But as soon as I'm out there somewhere, I find myself calling home a couple times to make sure she's alright. Then after a while I couldn't wait to get home and see her again. Crazy! Motherhood really does change a person. It's tough and takes a lot out of you... more often than not you give up a lot of things, if not everything, for your baby. (Note to all teenagers out there, being a teenage mom is not that fabulous, contrary to what MTV would have us believe. ) But it IS rewarding, I'll tell you that. One grin, one squeal, one hug from your child, and everything is all right with the world. |
| You all warned me. You all said I shouldn't give them away. You said I would come to rue it if I ever did. I didn't listen, and I still did. Now, most nights, every time I go to bed, I choke back regret and wish that I had listened. If only I had listened! I miss my diaries! |
| When I got into the car a few minutes ago, I kept thinking "A few jars of baby food and a pack of diapers, that's all, surely." But when I got home I ended up spending almost fifty bucks, and every baby item was on sale! When you go out to buy, do you have like a proper list of items and truly follow it? Cause I can never seem to do that. I always end up seeing other stuff that I need/want. Most of the time the latter ends up having the best of me. I shouldn't have bought that huge jar of Tostitos Queso Salsa, considering the fact that I gained fifteen pounds since getting pregnant (gained 30 lbs. when I was pregnant, lost 20 when I delivered, recently ended up gaining 5 again), but oh no, the salsa just looked too good. And my husband just came home earlier and bought me a DQ Blizzard and some Krispy Kreme doughnuts. Somebody needs to throw away the weighing scale around here so that I never have to see it again. |
| I am salivating because I'm here in front of the computer and I actually have TIME to do a blog. My daughter is asleep in her crib (snoring) and this is the first time in days, weeks, months, where I actually have more than a couple of minutes to sit and just type. Okay, maybe not the first time, but back then I preferred reading George R. R. Martin's a Song of Ice and Fire, oh man, you should have seen me, I read my eyes out. My sister Maricor got me into it, and every time Abi would fall asleep I would sit by her side and read. I have just started on Book #4 and I urge you to pick the series up if you still haven't. Wayyy better than The Lord of the Rings. Abigail is growing up and growing even prettier. She is almost six months and I can't believe how time flew, just like that. She started on solids just last week and it is complete joy to watch her wolf down rice cereals and Gerber purees. She's still breastfeeding, though, so don't worry. I plan to wean her a couple of months before I go back to work. If I am not a mom and have more time I'd probably be not too lazy about trimming her pictures and uploading it here but as it goes WdC sucks and automatic photo size adjustments are still only for Premium members, so I'm just going to give you a link to her album. See how big she's grown over the months. http://www.facebook.com/album.php?aid=79094&id=528031189&l=e6f94f0940 |
| I am so sick of everyone singing praises of this movie. Before I went and saw it all I saw on Facebook was how good it was (sources were either unreliable or of bad taste, though, so I shouldn't have relied much on that). Still, I enjoyed the first movie, so I expected this one to be at least better. It was not. All it did was rip me off of my $12.50 and take 3 hours of precious time away from my baby. Can you say bitter??? |
| My husband and I couldn't be more opposite. I love to read, he hates to read. I hate watching TV, he loves watching TV. He loves to cook, I hate to cook. He loves the NBA, I couldn't imagine anything more boring. I love the Dog Whisperer, he says Cesar Millan is a fake (but I think he only says that to piss me off ). He likes action movies, I love romance movies. He's into sports, I'm into art. I listen to everything but rap/hiphop; he only listens to rap/hiphop. The list is endless! Despite everything mentioned, we get along so well. I'm not saying that we've never gotten into an argument, because all couples do that. What I'm saying is, where I am weak, he is strong. And where I am strong, he is weak (mostly paperwork stuff!) I remember praying to God a long time ago, "Lord, be the one to choose my future partner. You know every single person on this planet. You know who would be good for me. You know who would be best for me." And He did. And look at the little angel He gave us! 16 weeks old and counting. She rolled over for the first time yesterday! |
| kick, wriggle, kick, wriggle, wriggle. Sorry about that. Hi, my name's Abby, as you all would probably know. My mom, pencilsoverpens  , is a big fan of this site. I've often wondered about that. I mean, she would get on the computer and click on Bookmarks and Writing.Com the minute I start to doze off (they think I'm asleep, but I'm aware of everything, you know.) Anyway, I started to get curious, so I've taken a break out of my busy sleep-feed-poo-sleep-feed-poo schedule to say hi to all of you. So, HI!!!trickle, trickle trickle, trickle, tricklllleee— prrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrtttttttttt!!!! LOUD WAIL I'm wet! I need my mommy! 'Til next time! Out! ** Images For Use By Upgraded+ Only ** |
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