1. Add your blog/s to the list. Feel free to add all your other blogs. It’s okey if you only post this questions in one blog as long as you answer them.
2. Get back to Me {yen} and I’ll add your blogs to the master’s list here! Note that you are not ALLOWED to change the link of the here.
3. Copy from Start to End.
4. Tag as many friends online you know. But you don’t need to be tag in order to join.
LAYER ONE:
– Name: Maicel
– Birth date: March 28
– Birthplace: Philippines
– Current Location: Bahrain
– Eye Color: Black– Hair Color: Black
– Righty or Lefty: Righty
LAYER TWO:
– Your heritage: Filipino
– The shoes you wore today: not shoes, just slippers
– Your weakness: procrastination
– Your fears: leaving my kids as early as my mom left us
– Your perfect pizza: Papa John’s
– Goal you’d like to achieve in life: so many things in so little time… to be a perfect homemaker, to go back to school for my master’s, to put up my own school
LAYER THREE:
– Your most overused phrase on AIM: None
– Your first waking thoughts: prepare hubby’s breakfast and baon
– Your best physical feature: hair?
– Your most missed memory: spending time with my mom
LAYER FOUR:
– Pepsi or Coke: COKE!
– McDonald’s or Burger King: Mc Do.
– Single or group dates: Single.
– Adidas or Nike: Both.
– Lipton Ice Tea or Nestea: Nestea.
– Chocolate or vanilla: Chocolate.
– Cappuccino or coffee: not a coffee drinker
LAYER FIVE
– A famous person, dead or alive, would you interview: Ninoy Aquino
– Movie can you watch and say the lines along with the actors: Serendipity
– Name two of your passions in life : family and thoughts
– Least favorite time of day: 5am!
LAYER SIX
– Use hairspray or gel: None.
– Your favorite meal: Caldereta
– Color is the inside of your head when you close your eyes: Black
– Listen to classical music: not really
– Ever said LOL in real life without thinking about it: yup!
I really fell in love with Ram Chavez, one of the Pinoy Idol hopefuls. I loved his version of my all-time favorite love song “Ngayon at Kailanman.” Her wife must have felt like she was in seventh heaven as his hubby had his eyes fixed on her while performing. Awww… a romantic rockstar!!!!
i miss watching cheering competitions… and basketball games…
i miss educ building and the eerie feeling at night…
i miss SEC tambayan… and the logbook… and the wish list and other stuff…
i miss disregarding intellectual property rights… photocopying and binding of books courtesy of owen…
i miss sunken garden and the koreans… and the only coconut tree you can find there… and the bench, yeah, aom’s favorite one!
i miss tapsilog in rodic’s, isaw near vinzon’s hell, avocado shake in casaa, baked mac in yellow house, tapa mix in mang jimmy’s, lutong bahay, choco kiss, chateau verde (thanks sa libre, ‘nang rizha!)… hehehe, manggang hilaw after a scoop of ice cream
i miss ED-SM!i miss cutting classes!!!!!!i miss sleeping in STS class!!!!
What’s your shoe size? Are your feet the same size as your mom’s feet? How about your sister’s feet? Can you borrow shoes from each other?
my shoe size was 5 then. but after giving birth to my first baby, it went up to 5 1/2. and after another baby, it became 6. i’m happy because it’s now easier to find a pair of shoes of my size.
my mom’s size was 6 also. unluckily, i wasn’t gifted with a sister. my mom died 10 years ago. so that made me so unfortunate not to have someone to share shoes… and clothes and kikay stuff… with. hope i’ll have…. maybe 3… baby girls.
I got my latest pair of shoes from Shoe Mart in Marina Mall… probably, 2 months ago. being a marikenya, i have a mini-collection of cute, so affordable slippers and sandals all made from our hometown. and i left them all at home.
it has been more than a year since i’ve given up my job. admittedly, i was so ambivalent at first. when i made my decision of resigning known to my friends, i’ve got a lot of questions along with some raised eyebrows. really, it was a tough decision to make.
just a few weeks ago, my husband told me that there was a opening for a teaching position in a British school here in bahrain. and he even suggested seeking for a yaya to take care of the kids so i could work. i entertained the thought. but after weighing all the pro’s and con’s, i’ve come to a decision of going on with my career of being a full-time mom. now, i can’t imagine anyone taking my place as their primary caregiver.
we’re planning to have a vacation this coming january. there’s no certainty yet whether i and the kids are going back here together with my husband. i’m considering the possibility of pursuing a master’s degree when we get home. hay, i hope i could find a school offering online education on master’s degree in special education. then, the case would be settled. we don’t have to be afar from each other anymore.
(written last 25th of june, 2008 for matt’s 1st bday)
there were no plans yet of having another baby after marc.
four months after giving birth to marc, i was suspecting another pregnancy. and i was fervently hoping that it was negative.
and sadly, i wasn’t able to go with them.
the outcome of my pregnancy test loomed over me like a death sentence. it was positive.
i was hoping for the contrary. for a couple of reasons.
marc was still too young to be a kuya. he was still in need of our undivided love, attention and care.
i was uncertain about some things in some aspects of my life. i wanted to have another baby when everything is already falling into its right place, when i’m already prepared.
but after succumbing myself in depression, it came to me that there was nothing really to be depressed about. i was having another baby, another bundle of joy. wasn’t that more than enough reason to celebrate?!
my second pregnancy wasn’t as easy as the first one i had. i had spotting in my first trimester and my OB advised me to take a complete bed rest for a week. that was so hard for me because i couldn’t take care of marc. i couldn’t even cuddle and play with him. dade dave had to bring him to his pedia for his immunization all by himself.
on my fifth month, i found out my baby’s gender. and as my OB put it, “congrats! betlog ulit!” after the ultrasound, i began thinking of a name that would best fit my next baby. of course, his dade insisted that his next son should also bear his name. and i came across this name meaning “gift from God”… MATTHEW…
and so he had a name, MATTHEW DAVE…. and he’d be fondly called MATT… a name i found so classy…
my OB told me i could choose a date to give birth from june 27 to july 3. i chose june 27 which is also the bday of my life’s fortress, my father.
my husband wasn’t beside me during my delivery. he failed to witness this another miracle happening to our family. it left me wondering what he was feeling from the time i told him i was already in the hospital till the time someone texted him that the operation was final and successful.
i could vividly recall every detail that happened on that fated day in the hospital. my OB asked me to be there at 6am as the operation would start at 8am. we were there a few minutes before 6. she wasn’t there yet. the nurses did all the necessary preparations. after everything, they allowed me to stay in a room where i could comfortably wait for my OB. i was feeling a little nervous but tried so hard to calm myself. after about an hour, a nurse came up and told me my OB was already there. that was when i felt so shaky with fear.
i was awake during the entire operation. i could hear every order of the doctors around. my eyes seemed too heavy but i couldn’t sleep. after what felt like eternity, i heard someone say, “wow, it’s a boy!” and i heard my boy cry… and my OB looked at me and when she saw i was awake, she asked the pedia to bring the baby close to me. and my first sight of matt felt so magical! i wanted to check if he was okay because few weeks before giving birth, i slipped on the floor while cooking. i was so afraid that something bad might happen to him. thank God he seemed okay!
i breastfed matt EXCLUSIVELY for 6 months. and the hardest part was i had to bring him along wherever i had to go because he didn’t want to drink from his feeding bottle.
matt has been a very healthy baby who has only been sick for four times during his entire first year. he had cough and cold twice, had a fever once due to teething and stomach flu on my bday.
he had his first responsive smile when he was around 1 1/2 months old. he would smile at me as i sang to him some nursery rhymes. he would also reach out to touch my hands and my face.
i’ve always thought that it was such a foolish idea to use those repeated one-syllable names filipinos typically give their kids such as let-let, mai-mai, ann-ann. i remember one incident when my brother with some cousins tried to introduce themselves to a girl they found beautiful at the beach. my brother said, “ako nga pala si dondon. at mga pinsan ko, sina macmac, bongbong, jayjay, jonjon.” and the girl just said, “are you kidding?!” it kept them in speculation of whatever offensive things they might have said. and they all burst into laughter when they realized that it was all about their names.
and i just found myself doing this crazy thing… and my husband followed suit… of calling my bunso, MATT-MATT…
hope i’ll have…. maybe 3… baby girls. 