Our First Date

Yay! We FINALLY went out for a romantic date last night, just the two of us. We saw Bride Wars, ate at Arya, and browsed around the Promenade's shops, HHWW teeehee.

I don't care how low the score critics gave the movie Bride Wars. I loved it! It was light, it was sweet and it was exactly the right amount of comedy I wanted.

And Arya... ooooh Arya. While we were having dinner, I repeatedly told Mike that Arya is my new favorite restaurant. His lamb biryani and my err... the name escapes me now, but it's a meatball dish, stewed in tomato sauce with eggplants and spices, were sooooooooo good that thinking about it now makes me drool.

Thank you honey, for the romantic evening out. We should do it again sometime. :)

My brother's engagement

My brother Richmond got engaged to his fiance, Audrey yesterday. They have been together for eight years, can you believe? Of course, as with any other couple, they've had their own share of the ups and downs of any typical relationship. But they eight years they've shared together only made them stronger and closer. :)

To Audrey - You're my first official sister na. I'm happy to be an only daughter, but am happier now to have you as a sister.

To Richmond - Hay... FINALLY!

Ear Piercing

It's been 4 1/2 months since I first became a mom. And I still have to get used to all this motherly feelings that I've been feeling. Like, I have this urge to kill all insects I see flying around the room, for fear that they might lay their yucky body parts on Chloe. Yes, I am that protective of her. Every red spot, every little bump I see and feel on her body -- I question. I feel like I have to do something about it to make it go away. Take for instance the night I accidentally cut her thumb with a nailcutter, I kept kissing her thumb, hoping that my kisses alone would be enough to take the pain away. Of course it didn't. :) But still, I hope she knew it was unintentional, and mommy would do anything to make the pain go away.

So with this overprotectiveness in mind, imagine my fear of bringing Chloe to the pedia for her ear piercing. I was actually torn between piercing her ears now OR later. Piercing it now = getting it over and done with but of course, being so young, she'd be unprepared for the pain. Piercing it later (around 10 to 12 years old) would make her be able to handle the pain better, but she'd be more aware of it.

What the heck, let's get this over and done with.

When Dra. Teldy shot (because it really looks like a gun) the first ear, there was a brief moment of silence before our poor Chloe cried in pain. At that moment, I actually thought of scheduling the second shot another time. I was afraid Chloe wouldn't be able to take another horrible shot of pain on the earlobes. But that would only mean subjecting her to another painful session of drilling a hole in her earlobe. So again, it was back to the let's-get-this-over-and-done-with mindset. I held her hand as she had her earlobes pierced for the second time. I would've done anything to absorb the pain na lang for her. But that's impossible. I kept saying she looked very pretty, but of course, as a baby, being pretty meant NOTHING. I hurriedly said goodbye to the good doctor, and left Mike to settle the bill. We went outside where I breastfed her, for the first time, in public. Never mind the curious glances I was getting. What's important was that Chloe nurse ASAP so she can soothe herself.

So here you have it, Chloe in her first set of earrings. :)

5th Year Anniversary

I forgot to mention....

We 'remembered' the fifth year anniversary of the first time Mike and I met. I say remembered because there was no celebration. It was a day we spent asking each other questions like:

a. What was your first impression of me?
kt: You reminded me of a batchmate who's a nerdo.
mike: Okay naman. (Refuses to elaborate)

b. Did you like me immediately after the first date?

kt: No. Because you reminded me of my batchmate who's a nerd nga.
mike: Ok lang. (Does anyone notice the trend here?)

c. Were you dating anyone else that time?
kt: Yes
mike: No.
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Of course, we had talked about our first date so many times already, but it still felt kilig to relive it again. I still remember what the weather was like that day --with the orange sky heavy with dark clouds, and the heavy rain that followed. My dad kept calling my Nextel, worried that I would be stranded in traffic due to the floods. I kept apologizing to Mike. I was 2 hours late, and I kept interrupting our dinner to answer my Nextel. He must have felt I was worth the wait to have waited two hours! Hahahahahahaah.

8 months pregnant

In the past eight months, I have:

..... experienced morning sickness so severe that I woke up in the morning only to want to sleep again until the late afternoon. Never mind that I wasn't eating anything. During that time, I seriously, SERIOUSLY, considered ending the pregnancy.

..... had to endure the (thoughtless) comments of people about my physical appearance. Boy daw, because I looked haggard. Or that I don't look pregnant at six months. I only looked fat. :( I knew they didn't have malicious intentions, but all those comments still affected me. One comment that especially hurt was this -- Sa lagay na yan, gumanda ka na? :(

.....had to move around using a computer chair with wheels, because of the extremely painful pelvic pain I had during my 31st week.

.....had to drink yucky tasting iron supplement.

.....restrain myself from ordering Starbucks' green tea frappuccino. :(

Now, with only six weeks to go, Mike and I are really excited to welcome Chloe Alessandra Uy Dy into our world.

We've already bought her new clothes and accessories. Whenever I see Mike preparing for her birth, there is this unexplainable feeling of happiness inside me. It's expected for excited moms-to-be to prepare for their children's birth. But when it's the dad who shows the same excitement, it's.... different. It somehow seems more touching.

Infanticipating

I don't know if I've mentioned this already... but I AM INFANTICIPATING!!!!

I'm 6 months pregnant as of now. And I have wanted to write down my experiences, but haven't had the time nor the energy to do so during the first trimester. Now that I'm feeling better, I just can't wait to start recording everything!!!!

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Had my first panic attack last Monday. Lower abdomen (puson area) started to feel painful at around 2pm. Didn't make a big deal out of it though, since occasional pains in the lower tummy are becoming more and more common everyday. A muscle pain here, a slight twitch there... I don't pay much attention to them. So by 230pm, I started walking around the office, hoping to get my mind off the pain. It wasn't so bad. But it wasn't comfortable either.

My cousin noticed the weird way I was walking around the office. I told him that with the severe back pain I had, PLUS the pain in my lower abdomen, I really had no choice but to walk weird. He wanted me to talk to his OB friend, Dra. Aida Nunez (to whom I'm really grateful). Normally, I should be able to call my OB, but she has this unspoken rule that if I feel anything weird, I have only two choices: go to her clinic or go to the emergency room and the staff will contact her. Calling her on her cellphone is NOT an option. She made that very clear, when she started erasing her cellphone number on her pad.

Anyways, Dra. Nunez said pain in the lower abs with backpain is not normal.... that it might be a sign of premature labor. That did it. It took me only an hour to drive from Bulacan to Cardinal Santos, traffic included. After a test strip urinalysis and some kneading of my lower abs, it was concluded that I had mild UTI, which causes the pain in the lower abs and the back. The pain daw was a form of contraction already. That statement really, really made me thank the heavens that I had enough sense to go to the hospital when I started to feel uncomfortable. If I wasn't pregnant, I would have thought nothing of the pain and waited for it to go away on its own.

Good to be back

Ahh... it's good to be back.

I so missed blogging. I can't believe the last post I had was written before the wedding. So many things have happened since then. Will post honeymoon and wedding pics soon. :)

Anyways, after months of not getting a maid (by choice), I finally succumbed to the pressure (all from my mom) and agreed to get one. Bing, the maid, arrived early at 7.45 am today. I interviewed her and asked her the basic questions. I was observing her the whole time -- how she answers, how she thinks etc. It is very important that the person I'll hire for the position (naks) is wa-is, as I will be training her to bake and to be my assistant for Delici. I told her she'll be alone for most part of the day -- she said she had no problem with it. So she was hired.

When I got home around 7.30 pm, I checked on Bing to see if she was doing okay. You see, the maid's quarter is a unit all by itself on the ground floor. When she saw me, she said, "Ma'm, di ko po pala kaya," with matching stretching of the shoulders and neck, as if to emphasize how tired she was the whole day. Tired? All I asked her to do was to wash the breakfast dishes , all two of them. In the end, she admitted that she felt lonely being alone the whole day. So by 7.45 pm, she was out of the house.

Although I have been very insistent and not to mention, stubborn with my mom about wanting to NOT get a maid, I have to admit that I felt really excited and relieved to have one today. I was soooooo looking forward to not having to wash the dishes anymore.

Oh well, who's next?

The Procrastinator

Yeah, this post's title sounds like an action movie.

Which is exactly what is happening to our wedding preps lately. Why oh why are there so many last minute things to do? We only have a few weeks to go, and everyday, new things to do are thought of and listed and categorized and delegated and followed up and..... waaaaaah!!!

So instead of sulking and whining about it, which I usually do, I tried to come up with possible solutions to my procrastinating problem.

I now have a notebook, that has everything I need to know about the status of wedding preps. And house preps. And honeymoon preps. Things I need to buy..like cosmetics I researched for hours on the net (I didn't even know what a cosmetic junkie I was till last Saturday) and other ketseng stuff.

But I felt I needed something more. I needed someone who can keep track of each supplier's work status. I needed someone who can haggle with my suppliers for better deals. I needed someone to sweat the small stuff for me.

Which is why I FINALLY hired a coordinator!!!

YAY! YAY! YAY!!

Finally, someone I can order around without feeling guilty.

And I'm meeting her tomorrow. I already have a list of to dos ready for her!!!

:)