Category: Proud Mama
Hello, dear friends.
Trying my hand in blogging again. It’s been awhile – I had a baby who just celebrated his first birthday and a job at an international NGO. Busy as I am, I want to go back to blogging as a form of relaxation. Wish me luck again.
Here’s a photo of my one-year-old son with his Grandma, my mom. We’re rooting for Team Brasil. And it doesn’t matter what happened to them, we’re still their fans!
And so it happened!
My dear son is now one year old – time to celebrate this first milestone 🙂
We only had a small celebration at my parents’ house in Banica (Roxas City) and a handful of friends and relatives came by to join. Of course, we didn’t forget to go to church for thanksgiving. My other brother, who’s based in Phnom Penh, was also in town to join us with his wife, much to our delight.
My son had a whale of a time playing with his cousins.
Here are just some of the pictures taken. The quality is not that good as they were taken mostly from an old phone. Some great photos were in my brother’s camera though. I hope he gives me the copies soon.
Thanks to those who remembered and joined in the celebration.
Oh your smile… the smile that melts all the stress and exhaustion. Thank you for that wonderful smile, the smile that melts my heart.
I pray that you continue to grow healthy, happy, strong, and smart. Respectful of all living things, great and small. I hope you and your Kuya Joshua will love each other dearly, and grow up to be the best of friends. Indi lang kamo magpa-ugtas todo sa amon ni Papa Jhong. Plus, your Grandpa and Grandma will be there to guide you and give all the love and support in the world.
Labyunak. Tapos na ang explanation, lol.
How do we win this game?
This is probably what my son and his cousins were discussing while taking a break from their football training.
They’re enrolled at the free summer football clinic in Roxas City. The three enjoyed the “play” but after three days, only one remained running — and that’s the little one in the middle. The older ones, her sister (left) and cousin, my son (right), gave up because their legs and feet hurt, so they both say. Lol.
I have to thank my husband for not only taking our son but also the girls to the football clinic. The summer football clinic is held at the Villareal stadium. Thanks to activities like these, many kids are having fun this summer. If this is an initiative of our city government, kudos to your effort. I hope many more fun activities will be offered – for free – for children every year.
Okay, the news is out.
There is a pandesal (bun) in my oven, hihihi.
Actually my husband and I announced it officially some two weeks ago only, just a few days over the first trimester. We wanted to make sure, that’s why we waited this long.
A friend and co-volunteer joked that, apparently, I was working on a different “project” after coming home from my volunteer stint in Kenya, lol. Actually, we have been planning for this even before I left but it’s only last year that we were successful. This baby is eight years in the making. I was actually praying for my older sister to get pregnant first but, somehow, fate played a joke and I was the one who got pregnant. Not that I’m complaining. Nah-ah.
My little boy, who is now eight years old, will be a Kuya (older brother) soon. He still doesn’t get it but he once told us that he doesn’t like a girl. Oh boy. We want a girl; hopefully we’ll have a girl 🙂
Regardless of the gender, I am so over the moon that we are having another little one in the family. Everyone in the family is. I’m happy that the baby is healthy and growing normally despite my (call-center) work schedule. The downside is that, even after the first trimester, I am still experiencing morning sickness – vomiting, mostly.
Here is a picture of my son and other members of the folk dance troupe in his class. They performed a Filipino folk dance during the annual celebration of their school’s Buwan ng Wika (The Filipino Language Month).
The celebration of the Buwan ng Wika in the Philippines is celebrated every year in schools, private and public, all over the country. This celebration is held to emphasize the importance to our national language, Filipino, in uniting the Filipino nation.
During this special month, several activities are held in every school. It includes performances of folk dances, poem and essay writings as well as parades. During my time the Buwan ng Wika used to be Linggo ng Wika (The Filipino Language Week). I myself and my siblings used to take part in various activities in our school during the Linggo ng Wika. Watching my son perform and take part in this significant school activity brings back those times 🙂
I almost forgot this picture. This was taken some weeks ago when my son attended his first Halloween party in school. Oh, my little boy was so ecstatic at wearing his Superman outfit again, lol.
The kids were very happy with the loot they received from their trick-or-treat activity. The teachers put effort to make this a memorable one for these first-graders. And the parents, too, dressed their kids in great costumes. It was a fun day for everyone!
It was my son’s 7th birthday last week but sadly, I had to go to work so we had to postpone his birthday celebration over the weekend. I did send some birthday cupcakes, pancit (stir-fried noodles), and drinks to his class and with the help of his teacher, they had a mini-celebration. He was so happy about it – especially when his classmates sang him the birthday song.
Saturday, he was excited to see his Tita Lab’s (my younger sister) birthday present for him –
Happy-face here. Next to Superman and Transformers, he loves guitars and my younger sister just gave him the present that will keep him talking for days, or weeks… months even! Too bad, this little boy told me, his cousins Beebop and Chappi live far from us so they won’t be there to listen to the music he’ll play with his guitar. Awwww, my heart just melted.
Yellow flowers decorated the stage on the day of my boy’s graduation ceremony. We were surprised that he was chosen to be part of his class presentation and he memorized his lines very well without much prodding from me.
He loved to be on the stage – errr, make that center stage. Funny thing was when it was their turn to do their presentation, they all went up the stage. My son (second from right) noticed that he was a few feet far from the microphone so he moved places so that the mic is directly in front of him (talking about hogging the mic!). As you can see here, he was too close with the other boy and the two were jostling at some point. While I was proud that he did well in the class presentation, his delivery flawless, I was embarrassed with the jostling and all, but hey, kids will be kids.