Saturday, June 11, 2011

She got sick, I have no post for 2 days and a quote to share

Little Spanish Pinay had fever for 2 days.  Luckily, both hubby and I were on leave so we were still able to rest during the day after 2 sleepless nights.  Fortunately as well, LSP has already recovered and is back to her dancing and head banging with her favorite songs.

So then that explains the little activities I have in my blog and at the same time, little time blog hopping and commenting on my favorite blogs.  I am still able to read from time to time, thanks to mobile phone.  

Anyways, I'd like to leave something here that may be an inspiration for moms especially those who practice co-sleeping.   This is one of my favorite quotes from a spanish essayist, poet, novelist, playwright and philosopher - Miguel de Unamuno.  I found this quote from a book I've been reading by Carlos Gonzalez - A famous Spanish pediatrician, big advocate of natural parenting based on love and respect or commonly known as attachment parenting.

Cuando duerme una madre junto al niño, duerme el niño dos veces.

This is translated in english as:

When a mother sleeps together with the child, the child sleeps twice.

And to have a little laugh, here's a picture of Little Spanish Pinay with her crazy position while nursing AND sleeping.




Enjoy the weekend, y'all!

Wednesday, June 8, 2011

I love you mami, period.

Any mother - both experienced and first time moms - has for sure experienced the following scenario:  Baby has been fed, not soiled, is not cold nor sweating, not sick, properly clothed, doesn't seem to have gases and it's 1 in the morning... so what could in the name of all the saints in heaven be possibly wrong??  Why the heck is he crying on top of his lungs and doesn't want me to get sleep even for just a couple of hours?? 

Mom takes the baby in her arms, puts him on this chest with one arm supporting the back and the head and starts to hum a sweet song.  Baby calms down almost immediately and easily drifts off to sleep.  Mom slowly puts down dear baby to his crib and there goes the ooohhahhhh louder than the siren of an ambulance.

What the hell does he want now? He would stop crying in my arms but would cry in his crib?  Is he manipulating me like what the book says? If only he can speak of what he needs, things will be a lot easier, don't they?

Don't we always hear that actions speak louder than words?   Then there you go.

Your child wants you.  He loves you.  He loves you not because he needs you to feed him and you are his source of food - food can be given to him by anyone else.  He loves you not because you take care of him - other people can take care of him too, perhaps not as best as you could but enough for him to survive and be a healthy and good citizen.  He loves you not because later on you'll send him to the best school in the country perhaps even a school abroad known to be the best in the world - he doesn't even know what is education.  He loves you not because you'd provide him clothes and you have a big paycheck or you got that tremendous time deposit and on top of that a big inheritance - he doesn't even know the concept of money. 

He's not even being affectionate to you so you'd be affectionate back to him - and in return get the caresses, the warmth, the protection he wants.  He's not yet aware of give and take relationship nor cause and effect concept.

Some people "brand" this behavior as the child is just being difficult, manipulative and acquiring the vice of being held all the time.  And so the popular advice: Don't you ever let him get used to being carried.  He'll abuse you and manipulate you and will never want to be put down ever again.

I know that this situation can be really exhausting.  I've been to this and not just some moments most of the times of Little Spanish Pinay's infant stage.  Until now, she has moments when we couldn't define what she really wants and why she fusses.  There were times, especially during her first 3 months that it makes me want to pull all my hair and growl like a tiger trapped in a cage.  But understanding that my baby loves me unconditinally and wants me and only me to be near her helped a lot.  Rejecting the idea that by carrying my baby as much as she needed and wanted no matter how long in a day, will make her grow as a spoiled brat and that because she is a manipulative baby, made me not doubt even for a second to take her in my arms the moment she starts crying.  It is physically tiring, yes.  But everything becomes bearable and with a heart where mother instinct is never suppressed by some expert's child-care-discipline methodologies,  my mind is more free to help my body recover from physical exhaustion.

As mothers, why don't we just enjoy of this wondeful feeling of receiving an absolute unconditional love.  A love that cannot be tainted with malice or ulterior motive.  Sometimes, Little Spanish Pinay gets very affectionate with her papi and would rather be with him than me.  She'd expressively ask him to carry her in his arms.  I'd try to take her but she's hang on to her papi for her dear life.  Papi's all happy and I'd find it really cute and beneficial for me so I can also rest a bit and perhaps do some blogging.  Then in short while, she'd call me because she wants to nurse.  I'd jokingly tell her ah, so you just want mami for milk, huh!...  pretending that I am hurt.  Of course, I know it isn't true. 

But let's say, it is true.  Wouldn't that be sad? Our babies would only call for us because they are hungry? Or because they are cold? Or sweating? Or uncomfortable with their tight, rough clothes?  We wouldn't want that as a mom, right?  We also want them to love us, to want us not because of what they can get from us but because they just simply love us... because we are their moms.  Luckily for us, babies are made to love us.  They don't understand the reasoning behind but all they know is they love us and they need us to be near them... to be constantly near them.  So they cry FOR that attention, FOR that carress, FOR that warmth, FOR that touch and most of all FOR that person who is their mother.  Because if that is otherwise, what would happen if we stop being able to provide something for them? Or do anything for them? They'd stop loving us?  No, right?

So, would you not carry your crying baby in your arms just because they are not hungry, nor soiled, nor sleepy, nor hurt and just wants to be carried?

Your baby loves you.  Unconditionally.  In absoluteness. 

Tuesday, June 7, 2011

Mami Melting Morning Moments

Rarer than a once in a blue moon... that I have to wake up Little Spanish Pinay in the morning... because what normally happens is me avoiding the slightest noise I can possibly make because she might wake up any moment.  Ever since she was a baby, she's been a slight sleeper althought it's slowly changing now.


Saturday morning, 11:30am still sleeping soundly. We needed to leave at 12nn for her swimming lesson. I opened the window and the sun bathe her with too much light but she didn't even squint her eyes. I started saying good morning in our language enthusiastically but not even a finger moved.   I jumped on the bed to lie down beside her and started kissing her hand and legs and I got a soft murmur and she gave me her back.  A gentle sign of telling me leave me alone mami, I still want to sleep.  Little did she know that mami wouldn't give up that easily.  I rolled over to the other side so I'm facing her and started giving her kisses on her lips, on her cheeks, on her nape, on her neck telling her good morning! It's time to wake up, you have a class today
I finally got her to bat her eyes and then she started rubbing her poor big eyes with her hands.... she was still sleepy.   Seeing her sleepy never fail to melt my heart.  She's too cute.  She still tried to go back to sleep though but mami didn't allow her... we're soooo late! And we still have a lot to do.  But of course, this Little Spanish Pinay doesn't have any sense of time in her own little world. And so she received tickles everywhere.



There she goes fighting off sleepiness with a smile... for a minute there,  I was ready to ditch her swimming class and just stay with her in bed so we can have more time singing, tickling, giggling and rolling over the bed.  But she already missed her last week's class and I didn't think it'd be a  good idea to skip the class for two consecutive weekends. 


After a couple more seconds of tickling, singing and kissing, she's finally wide awake with her sweetest smile.  It melted my heart over and over again.  I'll never get tired seeing this smile every second of my every minute, every hour and every day for my entire life.
 


I have never imagined this kind of feeling in my entire life.  I've read many books, heard of many poets, listened to many moms speak of this kind of love and emotions but I've never imagined how it is to really feel it and get filled with highness of this so-called pure, unconditional mother-child love until I had my own.

Sunday, June 5, 2011

Mommy and Me Monday: Watching Sunset

Enjoying the stillness of a daughter's unconditional love and the warmth of the beauty of sunset


an entry for


Mommy and Me Monday at Really, Are You Serious?
Hosted by Krystyn at Really, Are You Serious?

Saturday, June 4, 2011

Lucky stars were surely shining on me...

... when Hope drew the winner for her Ella Monde camera strap giveaway because..... drum rolls..... I was picked! I won! :)

Aren't they lovely?  I can't wait for mine to come in the mail :-D
Thank you Hope, for hosting a wondeful giveaway and thanks to Ella Monde for sponsoring :-D

Some more photos of Ella Monde's creations



This is what Hope has:

The giveway would be personally chosen by the winner from these designs:

They are all looooveeelly... I can't make up my mind!

Friday, June 3, 2011

A warning to Filipinos planning to go to Bali, Indonesia for vacation

I found this post about a terrible experience of 2 Filipinas in the hands of the airport officers in Bali, Indonesia.  I thought it is worthwhile to repost this so it can serve as a warning to those planning to spend some vacatoin days in the said country.  This is injustice and people must be aware of it to take necessary precautions.

Please find some time to drop by Chyng Reyes's blog to read the whole story. 

If I am still in college and in a programming class, I would have flunked!

I don't often use swear words but with this css thing, I am so near yelling one mighty strong swear word! I am trying to add another sidebar for my blog and I just can't make it work. I've used a template from thecutestblogontheblock.com and the result is a whole lotta complicated html code in my blog template... So tweaking is giving me a pain in the arse. It's so frustrating that I just have to let it out it here... and at the same time excuse myself for having a distorted blog design!

Please don't run away from my blog... I know it's currently unpleasing to the eye but I promise this will be just temporary... give me a day or two and if I couldn't fix this, I'd readily revert back everything to 2 column blog :-D

Thursday, June 2, 2011

One tough morning


My daughter might kill me when she's old enough and learned that I posted this picture of her for the whole world to see.  I just can't help it.  It's too darn cute and funny.  She was doing her morning rituals in the bathroom and it's just one of those days that life is tough and one just gotta exert a little more effort to... well, poo.

What's not seen in the picture is mami giving her all the moral support she can get holding her hand while she squeezes mami's hand tightly.  And mami sure gave her a big hug and lots of kisses congratulating her for her big success.

Wednesday, June 1, 2011

The joy of success...


A post for Wordless Wednesday 

Broken crown and my broken ear

A comedy that was tragic... or is it a tragedy that was comedic.

I was on the phone talking to a friend while taking care of Little Spanish Pinay.  She was on my lap playing with a plastic crown a friend brought her for her first birthday.  She was trying to put it on my head and I was gladly obeying by putting my head so she can reach properly - while still talking on the phone.  Multitasking is my only way to be able to catch up with friends and family otherwise I'll practically lose communication with the rest of the world.

I don't know how it happend but in a split of second, Little Spanish Pinay had the crown tangled on my earing on the right ear.  She was trying to take it off but it was stuck and it's starting to hurt like hell.  I put the phone on speaker so I can help LSP take off the crown from my ear but she was getting impatient and started to pull it off quite adamantly and I started to yell in pain.  I had to cut off my friend over the phone and told her I must hang up because I'm dying with pain.  I told her briefly what's going on in between cry and laughter.

The stupid crown didn't want to let go of my earrings.  I was already screaming in pain because LSP insisted on pulling the crown while she was also screaming in a mixture of frustration and panic.  I didn't have a choice but to break the crown.  LSP took the crown she so wanted to remove from my ear and I was able to at least free my ear and my earring from being pulled down. 

The biggest earing in the whole wide world! Hurt like hell ufff!

I put LSP down, went to the bathroom and faced the mirror so I can yank off the remaining crown tangled in my earring.  I was yelping in pain and LSP went to see me in the bathroom with her worried face.  When she saw me cyring in pain, she started screaming and crying I had to stop trying to remove the crown.  I never saw LSP got so scared and worried for me.  Worst is that hubby wasn't at home.  He had to go back to my inlaws' house because thanks to me, I left my work mobile phone there and the next day was Monday - you know, work day.

So I was in that fashion per photo above until hubby came.  I can't even move my head well because every time I do, it hurts like another hole is being punched on my ear but slowly.  LSP and I watched her favorite videos to take our minds off from what has just happened while waiting for her papi.  When hubby came and found out the whole story, he couldn't resist laughing and feeling sorry for me at the same time.

After taking photo of my tragic comedy / comedic tragedy, hubby took LSP away so I can concentrate on removing the crown and the stucked earing from my ear.  This happened last Sunday and until now, my ear is a bit swollen from the whole shebang!

Guilty and broken

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