my dad and datu

34wks and 2days...that's how old my baby is now... I had my regular check up last Saturday. This was the first time I had my check up without my mom and my hubby. It was just me and my dad! It was also the first time I saw my dad fidgeting in his chair with sparkle in his eyes when he saw his 2nd grandson in the ultrasound machine monitor. I knew he was trying to fight back tears. His ears were practically flapping with pride when my OB said that the baby looks like a small version of him. I knew he was happy, and I was happy as well. I know that I've eased all the body pains and aches that he was complaining about the night before when he saw his "apo". This was the first time he saw his apo during an ultrasound. The week after next week will be my 36th week, I will be back to see my OB for a regular BPS ultrasound, and I know my dad can't wait to come with me....I should know, he typed it in his cellphone calendar already when we were talking to my OB last Saturday!

just a thought

I was watching MOMS yesterday and their topic was "The Highs and Lows of Motherhood". They said that being a mother is the hardest occupation in the world -- probably because, no mother has stopped being a mom. Being a mom is being selfless, thinking of your family, your kids before yourself -- always. That's how my mom is anyway. And now that I'm going to be a mom in a few weeks, I was thinking, can I be a good mom just like how my mom is to me? Will I be as selfless as she is? As caring? As loving? As forgiving? I'll try. I'll do my best.

When my older sister left to be with her husband, I saw the hurt in my mom's eyes. I was so proud of her that day. She didn't cry. Back when my sister was starting College in Cavite, I remembered my mom sweeping the floor several times, checking all corners of the room, trying to pass time just so we can be with my sister longer. I remember her crying all the way home. But when my sister moved to Tarlace to be with her husband, my mom didn't cry. But everytime my sister would txt and inform us of what's happening, I know my mom wanted to run to her and make her feel better. Yesterday, watching the show "MOMS", they mentioned that sometimes, our kids would need to hurt us to let us know that they're growing up. And that's going to make us realize that we need to let go.

Today is my sister's birthday. I sent her a message last night, as soon as the watch turned 12mn. I told her, in the last 30years that we've been together, today is probably the first time I don't get to see her on her birthday. In the past, I would usually drive to wherever she is and see her on her birthday, but Tarlac is just so far away -- especially with my pregnancy. I told her, probably, it really is about time to let go and grow up. But she knows I love her. And I'll always be here whenever she needs me, ready to give my unconditional love.

and the countdown begins

I'm visiting my OB every 2wks now. The last one I had was last 12/8, that was my 32nd week. I will be on my 34th wk in 3days and I will be back to visit my OB again. How time flies. I was reading "What to expect when you're expecting" last night, and got very nervous when I bumped on the Labor and Delivery chapter. Living all the way in Cainta and planning to give birth at Asian Hospital (fingers crossed -- if budget permits) that'll probably take me 15mins if I have wings and 2hours by land -- without traffic, I'm really hoping not to give birth inside my car or in the middle of South Express way or C5 road! My tummy's really getting heavy as the day goes by and I would usually feel pain in my back in the middle of the day. I'd rather lie down in bed all day than walk or sit around. Movements of my little alien are still very prominent, he's still very active. I'm quite confused though, in the book, it stated that during these times, there are less room in the tummy because the baby is getting big. Why is mine still doing acrobats? Based from my last check up, he's only 4.4lbs on his 32nd week, I think that's quite small for his gestational age, but as per the OB, he's quite big...here's to crossing my fingers to not having a cs delivery.

I'm crossing out the days in my calendar and trying hard not to be nervous as the days go by...I really hope I deliver my baby boy via normal delivery -- I can't wait!

watch out

I will be coming out with a multiply site soon! I'm currently working on it. Thanks to my lovely sister Aix for creating this fantabulous idea! I will definitely work on this material asap.

my alien's name

I had my BPS last weekend, and my OB provided a free 4D ultrasound which was extremely cool! My husband was teary eyed when we were watching and he kept on touching my fingers and my tummy...I can see he was so pleased...knowing that Datu -- the name of my alien has his nose, of course, with my genes, Datu will be the handsome-est baby ever! hahahaha...

my alien tummy

I was lying in bed last night thinking... how can my baby fit his whole body into my tummy? Lost in my thoughts, my baby moved...and I saw the little waves he created in my belly and it made me laugh out loud... that's probably the reason why babies kept moving around. He was trying to find the most comfortable nook in my tummy where he can sleep and rest for the nightÜ

It's such a miracle thinking how God made these babies complete and perfect in 9mos inside another person's body. How their little bodies developed through time and how they can recognize their mother's voice and surroundings after some months.

I prayed last night, and thank the Lord for my little blessing, that I'll be seeing next month...Mom's so excited to see you son, I love you...how can I love someone I haven't even met?

Wednesday....

Yesterday was bad...I practically was sad the whole day. Good thing my husband went with me to the mall to buy more baby stuff for my little baby on the way, it was definitely a great way to kill time. Was back home by 5pm, and was still txting with ate practically the whole day...

Dinner time, it was just me, my mom and my husband. No little baby Christer being fed with us. After dinner, back on my couch to watch the usual soap operas on Ch2. Was still txting ate and was telling her what's cooking at Bobby Flay's throwdown challenge -- last night was JAMBALAYA - as expected, Bobby Flay was punched by the Jambalaya king. Right after that was Everyday Italian -- seafood feast was the theme. While I was watching, we were still txting and making final plans for the weekend. I tried hard to fight back the tears as I was really missing her and my nephew!

I slept around 1am, thinking .... will tomorrow be much better? I hope so, I really hope so....

letting go...

I don't like goodbye's..I don't like tearful, painful waves as you see your loved ones leaving...leaving and moving away to a far away province of Tarlac...
My ate moved out yesterday. She moved out with my nephew, my favorite nephew in the whole wide world! I took this picture below just a few days before they moved out..this is usually how our weeknights are like in front of the tv, doing marathons of soap operas -- from Dyosa to scanning Throwdowns with Bobby Flay to watching re-runs of Sex and the City (especially on nights my nephew doesn't want to sleep early).I will definitely miss them sooooooooooooo much...tonight will be the first night that I will be alone in the house...they'll probably be doing the same thing -- our nightly TV rituals, but, we're not gonna be together... we'll be txting most likely (thanks to Globe Unlitxt) majority of the time, but it's not going to be the same. I'd most likely watch the videos I took of my nephew laughing and playing...I know I got to be strong, everybody needs to move on and find themselves..I can't hang on to them forever, I'm having my little angel soon and he's definitely gonna get all my attention -- but nonetheless, I'd still like my ate and my nephew beside me to share my experiences with my soon to-be new born!