I’m not into blogging lately. Call it a writer’s block or just plain lazy-busyness. Lazy, because I, well, spend most of my time at home. Busy, because I have a lot of errands and assignments to do that they’re piling up! Nothing much intersting to talk about but here are the latest developments in my life:
- My tummy has gotten bigger! I’m now in my 5th-6th month and I’ve been feeling the baby kick more often. Looks like he or she is more malikot than Ate Zoe! I’ve been having so many sweet cravings lately, which they say means it’s gonna be a girl!
- I passed out at church a couple of Sundays ago. Bad me, skipping breakfast before going to church. In the middle of the priest’s homily, I started to have some cramping and told hubby I wanted to go home. Must be the heat, too. I was in such a hurry that I stood up right away and tried to walk as fast as I can to the parking lot. The people around me were slowly disappearing from sight and then I blacked out. I remembered hearing hubby’s voice calling out to me but I felt so weak. Fellow churchgoers were quick to assist. One gave me a glass of water to drink, another called the guard to inform him that our car was leaving and another car was blocking us, another lady checked my pulse and held my hand, another fanned me while I was lying down on the steps of the church. The priest had to be interrupted because he had to announce the plate number of the car that was blocking our car. It didn’t last long. After a few minutes I was okay enough to get up and go home. But that was a scary thing I hope and pray will never happen to me again. Now I know better and I take things easy and don’t push myself too much. I think of all the Good Samaritans who have helped us that day and I pray for their good hearts. Their hearts shone that day by helping me in whatever small way they could. I’m so blessed to have a great hubby, too, who took care of me and made sure I was going to be okay. It’s a good thing i wasn’t alone when this happened. Just the thought scares me.
- Spent my birthday with hubby and the little one as we explored Trinoma for the first time. It’s so far away from where we live that the thought of going to this mall was something we looked at as an adventure. We had a great time. Zoe spent a few hours in gymboree, we had a late lunch at Heaven n’ Eggs (we love their green eggs and ham!), and we checked out the ice cream at Five Cows, the ice cream resto everyone’s been talking about. I love their bubblegum ice cream! Trinoma was too big for comfort, or perhaps it’s coz it was a Sunday and the mall was crowded with people. I’ve always loved the comfort that ATC offers and it’s still my favorite mall ever.
- Spent hubby’s birthday at Tagaytay where we had lunch at Bawai, a vietnamese resto that we’ve been wanting to try since last year. Bawai did not disappoint. Our lunch was delicious! The food was filling, to think it wasn’t as if we pigged out, but it was filling in a healthy sort of way. Zoe tasted every dish and she was proud of it. She also drank the vietnamese iced coffee we ordered, coffee lover in the making! Next stop was horseback riding for the little one. It was great that she agreed to go on her own with the horsehandler, who rode with her. She cried though when the horse galloped a little faster (upon my request!), and didn’t want to horseback anymore. My mistake, I didn’t ask her if she wanted the horse to keep on walking or to walk faster, hehe. On our way back, we finally got to drop by Mr. Moo’s milk station, which selled carabao’s milk, cow’s milk, and even goat’s milk. They also have a variety of milkshakes available. Delish!
- Zoe and I got to bake a chocolate cake as our surprise birthday gift to hubby. It was Zoe’s idea and I couldn’t resist. Never mind if my baking skills are zilch compared to my cooking “prowess”. A few hours before his birthday, we got a home service massage from Orange Spa, a massage he badly needs after days of flying. Hubby says the massage is great! And for a price of 250/hour (promo price), really not bad at all. He liked the massage so much that he asked for a 30-minute extension (Php375 for 1 1/2 hr). After the massage, while hubby was still resting, Zoe and I prepared the cake and lighted the candles and we surprised hubby by singing the birthday song. Hubby was delighted! I wouldn’t have baked a cake if not for Zoe’s idea. She thinks I can do anything, haha. Akala nya napakadali to bake a cake! For someone like me who prefers to cook than bake, it’s close to impossible!
I’ve never really been into politics, much less the upcoming US elections, but the pick by McCain of Sarah Palin intrigued me. McCain once again proved how maverick he could be picking someone from far-flung Alaska, someone who many doubt is lacking in experience.
But looks like the Palin power is working magic as McCain is starting to gain a slim lead against his opponent. I know Obama is perhaps the most popular candidate today. I got to view a few snippets of his campaign and he is, indeed, charismatic. He has the charisma of a preacher or of a celebrity but that, for me, isn’t enough. If there’s one thing I’m very emphatic about, it’s the issue of pro-life versus what the Democrats would say “pro-choice”, the new politically correct way of saying yes to abortion and yes to partial birth (this is too horrendous for me). That alone would seal my vote. But then again, I’m not from the US so my vote doesn’t count.
I got to watch Palin’s Republican convention speech and was I wowed. She is truly a force to reckon with, no wonder Obama’s been hitting her left and right, and she’s not a Hilary at all. Perhaps a softer version with the right principles and moral convictions. And her family is just adorable. I do hope they’ll make their way to the White House. Let’s wait and see how America will vote.
In a birthday party Zoe attended last Saturday, Zoe shyly joined the other kids and fell in line to get a goodie bag. Knowing how shy Zoe can be, I was so happy and proud that she tried to overcome her fear and shyness enough to go to the front without me. It helped that Sam, my friend’s daughter, went with her. When the host asked Zoe (in Tagalog) what she would like to say to Cassie, the adorable birthday girl, she answered “Zoe”. The host tried a second time, and Zoe again said her name, this time with a little more emphasis. I had a feeling she was clueless to what the host was saying, as Tagalog might actually sound so foreign to her. So when we got home, I commended her for going to the front and falling in line without me, then I praised her for answering the host. I prodded further to know what the host asked her and Zoe said, “he was asking for my name, so I said ‘Zoe’.” My hunch was confirmed, she didn’t comprehend the question at all, but assumed one thing. I have been trying to teach her a few tagalog questions and one of it is asking her name in Tagalog. Uh-oh, looks like she needs a translator!
Can’t blame her. I used to have a hard time with Tagalog myself. I also grew up with English as our means of communicating at home. When we transferred to our new home in a different place, all the neighborhood kids were speaking in Tagalog. They thought I came from the States because I was speaking in English, when in fact I came from Taft, Manila, hehehe, where all my friends were “English spokening” too. My mom would recall how I tried my best to fit in and talk to my new playmates, even if it meant getting the Tagalog language all wrong (“Halika, Cathy, pasok ka, walang hiya ka, walang hiya,” as I invited a playmate over our house, convincing her not to be shy; this is just to give you an example). Well, with a little help from my neighborhood friends and by watching the old Tagalog movies (was it PPP?) during the afternoons, I was speaking the language in no time. I never did get that good at it and I would still have my occasional misuse of words here and there, but at least I went through school and passed my Filipino subjects without any problem. It’s not anymore foreign to me and it’s not as if I talk “coniotic” like some collegiala girls, haha. Although it helps sometimes that Taglish is acceptable.
I’m not sure how or when Zoe will learn to speak Tagalog, but she will have to. After all, she is Filipino. I’m sure her first few tries will be hilarious, too, but she’ll get the hang of it. I just hope I’ll get to teach her right : )