Monday, 28 June 2010


Hello Blog!!!! It's been a while since I haven't posted anything here... I missed blogging...I have just recovered from being nauseated because of my upcoming "BUNSO'". We are very happy for having another beautiful gift from above.
Yes! I am Four months preganant and thank you Lord for I was able to get through my sensitive paglilihi...
I am thankful for my partners in life----My Husband - who pampers and understands me as I go through my difficult stage of being grumpy. My Mom - who took care of St. Thomas Montessori while I was so tamad for anything, and for giving in for my food cravings. My Nanang - who never ceases to prepare meals for me kahit hindi ako makakakain ng kahit ano... And my twins, my Dannie and Gabbie who is always there beside me following all my utos-my very independent girls who I can rely on..
I am now on my early second trimester, now more calmer and relaxed. Happier, in feeling my little one kicking inside my tummy. I am now enjoying my pregnancy and counting the days until I see my bunso... I got the best partners in life, what more can I ask for?
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Friday, 2 April 2010

lazy morning...

I finally found time strolling around the mall, and this time I am satisfied with what I bought... A clean white sheet for only P 500 pesos and matched it with 50 peso pillow cases... Our room transformed into a hello kitty themed girl's room...sorry for my hubby, girls rule...

We woke up late this morning because we enjoyed cuddling in this white sheet with candy colored pillow cases...This is the best part of my everyday, waking up stress free with my family...Thank you so much, Lord!!!

Thursday, 1 April 2010


It is true that you cannot give what you do not have. I do believe in this saying…and as a mother it is very important for us to keep this in mind...You might ask what makes me say so??? These past few days I have been very busy, with the moving up preparation of our Salingket daycare center, going to office every day, tending the twins and aside from that, planning and budgeting for our soon to open car wash near our area. I have been rushing recently every morning just to meet all the deadlines. I almost forgot that I should also have TIME for myself…

Most of us moms feel guilty of spending time alone, strolling or shopping, chatting with our girlfriends because we feel that we need to be with our family always. I need to be with them after work, after planning for the business, etc… but after the day is through, I find myself giving my kids my time but not the quality that they need. I am present but I am not involved, thus giving them my superficial attention. I realized that I missed out one important point. That is to have time for myself… to rejuvenate from the tired weeks that passed, to keep myself healthy, and to go out so that I may be able to tell and share more stories with them… Sometimes it’s ok to be lazy and just to giggle with them… Sometimes, it is ok to forget about tomorrow and enjoy what we have today… We cannot give our family the time that we need if we cannot give it to ourselves… So, to all mothers out there, we also have our own individual life, so go out and get a foot spa that you deserve…ciao!

Saturday, 20 March 2010

moving up

Time really flies so fast, we had our recognition/ moving up for our salingket daycare center. This is our first and very memorable occasion for us.. I am not a pro in making avp's , but I am pretty sure that I put my heart and creativity to it..After long nights of compiling the highlights of our efforts, this is the snippet of how salingket came to be... My mom's dwelling..our Pride....All for the Glory of God.

Sunday, 10 January 2010


In my growing years, I have always been astonished by families who go to church on Sunday and kiss each other as a sign of peace during mass.. Until now, I have always been touched during weddings as the bride marches to the altar to meet the groom, and a debutant on her last dance with a man so called “father”...I have been blessed all my life but I haven’t felt the true meaning of the word. This has been the missing piece in our life…

I can still remember when I was 10 years old when my dad left for the states to work. I’m really not close to him but I can still remember the short time I, and my brother had with him. For some reasons, our parents’ marriage didn’t work out. Since then, our father didn’t communicate with us anymore. My mom tread paths of raising me and my brother.. I felt anger and hatred at time because at our age that is the only feeling you need to have in order not to pain. I have lots of questions which in my young mind cannot contain. My brother and I grew up anticipating that somehow there will come a time to have a glimpse of dad… This never came…

The hoping years ended, and came the acceptance that it will not come anymore..

As years passed, mom reaped the fruits of her labor of being a single parent. We have our own families now, and where we are now is because of her.. She taught us to be strong and not to become a victim of any painful circumstances. She had perfectly filled the missing piece.. Time really heals, and as it passes, the thought and the hope of seeing or hearing dad didn’t even cross my mind..

Until August 2007 came.. I was assigned to go to US for an event. With that, I took the chance of searching for my dad. I went to Los Angeles with my cousins to search for him. I had mixed feelings. I am afraid that another rejection would relive my anger again. I don’t know the words which I have to say, a lot of things running my mind and I am continuously praying that at least he may have the guts to acknowledge me.

August 19, 2007 the plane American Airlines touched down LAX. Straight from the airport, we took a long drive to Lancaster. Mile per mile my heart is pounding faster and faster. I can’t seem to find a perfect sitting position as my cousin norjelyn drives. After two hours or so, we finally reached Lancaster. This is his place. It was a house at the corner of the street. I still can’t believe that it is happening.. my hands are sweating as my cousin parked at the front of his house. I prodded myself heavily as we come near the door of their house. This will end my years of anticipation.. I just wanted to have a glimpse of him.. Norjelyn knock into the door as I sit on the bench outside the door. A man opened the door and asked her to come in. It was him. He was ultimately shocked to see me.. Surprisingly, I didn’t feel anything. He was a complete stranger to me except for the fact that his face, hands, feet resembles mine. He welcomed us and introduced us to his partner..” ma, si nor, si ica, atsaka si JO.., Jo Kristine”. I don’t want to reveal any of my emotions but I finally heard my name from the man who gave it to me. It was a complete silence while we were on his house.. It was hard to bridge the long gap. I can’t even look into his eyes and ask him how he is. It was already late so we decided to stay overnight.

The next morning, he prepared breakfast for us. Both of us can’t find the right topic to even start a conversation. After eating, my cousin and I went to the room and I asked them that I wanted to talk to dad. I will never let this opportunity pass..

He was in the kitchen washing the dishes when I approached him. .It was this time that I have seen him this close and face to face. The lines on his face, the thinning hair and his teeth were a clear sign that he has grown old since the last time that I have been face to face with him when I was ten years old.. I broke the silence as I told him “ daddy, pwede ba kitang yakapin?” The stranger who opened the door when I came in broke down into tears, embraced me so tightly and said, “ anak patawarin nyo ako..” words that I have been longing to hear all my life.. with so many questions and so little time, the only thing that came in my mind is to ask him ” naalala mo pa ba kami ni osep?, twenty years na hindi tayo nag usap, baka hindi mo na kami kilala, kinalimutan mo na kami” . His voice breaks as he said, “ walang araw ng buhay ko na nawala kayo ni osep dito sa puso ko.” I broke down and felt his words sincerely.. There were a lot of questions unanswered, but these were his words that I am now holding on all the days of my life since I came to see him.. I know that my dad had a lot of hard times and pain, much more than what we had when he left us.. I don’t know if I will ever see or talk to him again. Only God knows. I talk to him in prayer where no boundaries can hinder. We have different lives now… but the words that he said are enough to say that I have found the missing piece in my life..

Saturday, 2 January 2010


It's our Nanang Orang’s 80th birthday.. It is very easy for me to find descriptive words to tell who nanang is and why is she so special to our family…

Our nanang is one of the not so famous people in this world that I admire..She is an epitome of a woman with joy and gladness in her heart. Every morning when she wakes up, she would prepare the hot water while whistling to her favorite tune..She never goes tired of making milk for my twins and coffee for me every single day.. At her age, she can still take care of our meals and prepare it lovingly..I hardly seen her being grumpy and complain about anything..She just enjoys every day that she is with us and she always hold on to happy thoughts and always proud of her pamangkins and apos here in the Philippines and in Dubai.. I am very blessed because at my age, my mom, my kids and my husband can still experience her love and devotion to us..

Orang, short for Maura is the sister of Tatay Freddie, my mommy’s father..Matandang dalaga ang aming Lola same with her two older sisters who passed away already.. She, and her two sisters were the ones who raised my mom and her siblings..

She is now 80 years old but she doesn’t look her age..she still wears a striking nail polish and dangling earrings whenever she wants..she laughs and always find something to be happy about...Sometimes when something worries me, she would always give the best advice,” may awa ang Poon…” Nothing worries her meek spirit because she firmly believes this..

Nanang is now 80 years old, her body gets old but not her young spirit..Every night I pray for more strength and health for our nanang, more coffee, more sumptuous and loving dishes to serve, more pocket books to read, more stories and laughter to share, more life and good health… We love you our dear nanang, our gratitude to you will forever be..