Broken Family

Broken Family

Aug 31

We learned a sad news today.  One of Z’s playmates was sent back to his grandmother to live there and to be raised by her grandma.  It’s so sad because two years ago this small child was still living a happy life with his Mom and Dad.  I have witnessed how happy they were as a family.  They don’t have all the material things anyone can wish for but they were complete.

Every afternoon the mother would take her child to the playground while waiting for his Dad to come home from school.  The Dad was still studying and they were being supported by their mother who was working abroad but things were alright because in a year he would graduate and would be able to support his small family.

Well, that time came and he was able to graduate, he got an entry level job, and things were certainly looking up for them.  Unfortunately, his mother who was working abroad got into a financial trouble so his salary went to his brother’s needs.  His wife was getting concerned because their three year old boy was not going to school so she decided to pack her bags and go back to her grandmother in the province who can finance her son’s education.  They parted amicably because it was decided she will be gone for only a year to give her husband some respite from his financial burden and also for his three-year old to have a headstart at school.  Since we were friends with them we gave her some advice to just delay her son’s education and just stay put with her husband.  They were able to survive when her husband was still studying, surely they would survive now that he has graduated and already got a job.  Unfortunately, she didn’t listen and went to the province.

A year passed and she and her son came back.  Z was delighted to have his friend and playmate back.  We thought everything was alright but then we learned that the husband was already seeing someone else.  I advised her to sacrifice so their family would not be torn apart but unfortunately, it was already too late.  Even though they were there the husband was not interested anymore with his child and with her.  He has already found a wealthy girl and was living a different life from what they had before.  He didn’t want to give up his new found freedom.

Motherhood is Tough

Motherhood is Tough

Aug 31

My mom and I don’t always get along but now that I have my own family I can finally understand where she’s coming from.  Being a mother is really one of the most difficult jobs in the planet and the worst thing is there is no manual or operations guide that mothers can read to help them with their job.  Aside from the chef work that comes with it where the mothers have to cook three different meals in a day, moms also have the task of keeping the kids in line, helping them with their homework, cleaning up after their messes, doing the laundry, and attending to Daddy’s needs.

Yes, motherhood is indeed a lot of work.  Although fathers too have a difficult responsibility on their shoulders it is the mothers that is the cement that holds the whole family together and sometimes, Dads act like children too which can be another burden to the mothers, right?  *wink hehe

Dinner Together with the In-Laws

Dinner Together with the In-Laws

Aug 05

We went to my MIL’s house last night. Her home is brand new and newly bought after years of working abroad. It’s a two storey house with three bedrooms, three bathrooms, and a maid’s room.

Everything in the house is brand new. She bought a lot of furniture and a lot of  wholesale housewares for her house. Last night, her children and her grandchildren gathered together for their first dinner at her new house. Our family is really growing so rapidly that we realized too late that not everyone can fit in the dining room table anymore! We had to eat in two batches. LOL!  We didn’t mind as everyone was already famished.  My SIL had a hard time coooking dinner for that many people but the wait was well worth it.  We specially love the chicken with the roux sauce.  I would love to do it in my own kitchen.

I’ve Been Thinking

I’ve Been Thinking

Jul 09

…about my parents.  I have no relationship with them.  I was angry back then with both of them because I thought they both abandoned me but that was way back when I was in my rebellious teen years.  Now that I’m already a mom I have become more understanding of their situation.  That’s life really.  You make mistakes and once it’s done you can’t do anything about it but move forward and make sure you learn from it so you won’t make the same mistakes in the future.  I understand that they were young then and still immature.  I could have easily made the same mistakes but I guess I’m more lucky I didn’t.

So now we’re all civil and talking to each other but sometimes I can’t help but think what if I was close to them?  I want to know them more and although I’m already married I still want their guidance.  So I think it’s a good thing that we have moved closer.  I would certainly visit them more often now and I hope we can finally bridge the gap that we have the relationship we’re supposed to have.

Longing for a Vacation

Longing for a Vacation

Jun 19

We hope to have a vacation before I give birth. If I had my way I would choose an Orlando vacation but now I’ll settle for anything as long as it’s out of town.  As soon as the baby arrives we would be mightily busy for the next five years, I think and I’m not kidding!  It took us that long to bring Z anywhere and while I’m hoping it would not take as long for the next baby – what with us being more adept parents now (LOL!) I’m still thinking we won’t be able to go anywhere for the next year or so.

That’s why we’re going out more often than usual – watching all the movies coming out, visiting relatives more often, and the like but the thing that we wanted to do most is get that much needed out-of-town vacation.  We wanted Z to see more places now that he can appreciate it but that takes time, planning, and money.  We’re running out of time and we’re running out of money because our recent move put a dent on our savings so in the meantime we’ll just plan it carefully and hope that in a few months it will finally become a reality.

Am I Losing Weight?

Am I Losing Weight?

Jun 19

Yesterday, I went to visit my midwife for the first time.  Our recent move is good for our soon to be born baby because it means I can give birth at the same lying-in clinic where I gave birth at five years ago.  Since I’ve had better experience at the lying-in clinic compared to the hospital – less waiting time, less patients, much more friendlier staff (maybe because they’re not overworked) – I’m having no second thoughts delivering there again.

So yesterday our family of three went there during lunch time and was delighted they were open and we were the only patients.  The midwife was eating but rushed through it upon hearing there was a patient (I know we should have gone earlier but it’s a long story).  She took my weight and remarked I weighed 54 kilos.  We did some conversion because I was used to seeing my weight in pounds and not in kilos and found out I was only 118 lbs and all the while I thought I weighed 120 lbs!  So it got me thinking if I was really losing weight.  I know those who are taking weight loss pills like apidexin would be elated but not poor me who is already 16 weeks on the way. That was bad news indeed!  Anyway, we decided not to worry and just wait and see the results for next month.  I’m thinking it’s much more probable that my weighing scale is broken than me getting thinner because I certainly am not dieting.

Aside from that it was a good overall experience.  We heard the baby’s heartbeat for the first time!  Z got more shocked that this is really happening when he saw the posters of the babies in the womb.  Daddy pointed out that at four months the baby is this big already (about eight inches).  He still has some issues accepting it – he thinks I’m just getting fatter in the stomach but I hope he’ll be adjusting soon.  He has been our only baby for more than five years and I hope soon he’ll get excited with the new addition in our family.