hello world, i am Akii

He is the newest member of the puddings... our little bright angel, we welcome baby Akii! He is such a strong willed baby who in less than a week can move his head from left to right, who enjoys the voices around him especially his big brother's. He cries when his milk has been delayed by seconds, when he feels wet just by a tiny bit, when wants to be swayed to sleep.

Finally he's here. Our family won't be the same - more mess, more happiness that's for sure. We love you Akii, we can't wait to show you how beautiful life is.

visiting hours

He wanted me to take a picture of his toy too. Wearing a little sumbrero, he calls me again and again to show me his new tricks and funny acts. I missed you Zaiid!

My 2.2yo son visits me on weekends ever since the doctor advised me a complete bed rest. In the meantime he lives with his grandparents to give me that full rest. It's never been easy being separated with him. The guilt is always there, the missing, the endless cravings of his laughter... it always seemed I'm less of a mother to him. But I know love understands more than we can. We know that these sacrifices are rooted from love itself for our BabyManghud and that no matter how far we are from each other, our love for our family never stops growing.

Soon these visiting hours will come to an end.

The Tummy Adventure Journal II

Presenting... The coming of BabyManghud - Tummy Adventure Part 2!

Since I'm exclusively resting in bed for the past two weeks, I have no excuse of not having to finish this project. I had a great time cutting out pictures and utilizing whatnot I can find. This is truly my labor of love dedicated to my second pregnancy :) (Photos below: some pages from the journal)

waiting is good.

Waiting is good. It makes you think of those times where nothing seems to fit in one scoop of "now" or "the present" and then you realize those panic attacks are just making you jump just because.

After having experienced two nights at the labor room, praying and hoping our BabyManghud won't come out a preterm baby, I am taking one day at a time. Each day is a big blessing to us. And I am very proud to have one strong little dweller, agreeing that at least we'll wait and hang on to the day PapaGoy comes home - he will be 38weeks old, a full term baby.

Despite having this blessing, I still can't drop the guilt: of not being able to physically care for my 2yo, of missing the fun being together. I miss him terribly but there is only so much that I can do. What kind of mother am I? But I know this is only temporary and that things will be better for our family sooner than I think. As long as I keep my sanity and delete all negative emotions...

Hang in there puddings :)

a night of love stories

These are my highschool bestfriends, (missing Pamux [Dubai] and Kate [Florida]) Fyns and Mel, whom I never outgrow laughing and sharing stories with. Fyns came all the way from Singapore to visit her family and to tell us her favorite love stories. Yes, all those types - heartbreaking ones, happy-ending ones, and her personal journey as well. She may be heartbroken and confused, but I know she's as happy and ready to take risks all at the same time. As for Mel, her love story continues with her little angel Ixi and her "husband-slash-personal driver".

We are getting older, we realized. But memories remain funny and worth keeping. I love you guys, thanks for resting-in-bed with me for one night.