Wednesday, September 14, 2011

Monday, August 8, 2011

Can't buy me love



Money can't buy will.








"'Cause I don't care too much for money, money can't buy me love."







Friday, May 13, 2011

I live in a third world country.





 focus.


  







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BAYANIHAN




Akala ko sa school ko lang ako makakakita ng litrato ng Bayahinan.





nangyayari pala talaga to sa totoong buhay 







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HARVEST







 
I was actually so scared while taking this picture
kasi biglang tumayo si Tatang.

Akala ko na kung ano.

mag papa picture lang pala ulit! 
ISMAYL!!!

Siguro, mag isa sa buhay ang Mamang ito.
Sapat na sa kanya ang dalawang pirasong isda.



Simpleng buhay ay kay ganda. 

 






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ANG TIPO KONG LALAKI


matipuno


maitim


pamatay tumingin


kagat labi pa! 


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HATING KAPATID








ang taong hindi marunong magsalita ng sariling wika
ay masahol pa magsalita sa mga bakla."



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HARDWORKING PEOPLE




"Ako po'y karaniwang tao lamang,
kayod kabayo,
yan ang alam."








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Ikaw, saan?


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Namimiss ko na ang aking mapayat na anino.

at ang mga tanawing tulad nito.





Tigil muna sa mga harutan,



at lalong lalo na ang mga inuming bagay dito.



Habang hinahantay kong maglakad ang anak kong gwapo.

dito lang muna ako sa lungga ko.



Break muna sa pag ha hanap ng masasarap pagkain


at mag papahinga na rin muna
ang  mga nunal ko sa paa.




I MISS GOING AROUND MY THIRD WORLD COUNTRY.







Tuesday, February 1, 2011

Post Partum


Thank you Michelle for the baby bottle!




I would nurse and Tatay would burp the baby. After a couple of weeks of sleepless nights, Tatay suggested we start storing milk so I won't have to be awake every feeding time. Tatay had the best intentions. He said he can nurse and burp the baby all by himself so that Nanay can rest.

We both didn't know that one of the major causes of past partum depression is feeding formula instead of breastmilk. The moment Pablo started sucking the bottle, I cried. While Arnel was so very happy his plan was going to work, I kept crying. I felt so far from Pablo. I hated Arnel for his suggestion. 

That evening we had late dinner, since I wouldn't stop crying. Arnel kept explaining. Five hours later, nahimasmasan na ako. I felt sooo tired.  Now, I'm worried, I won't be able to keep up later to nurse Pablo. I started crying again. I got scared I won't be able to take care of him. All the more I cried.

Thank God for Arnel's patience. Thank God we communicate with each other so well. Thank God we have great love for one another and yun ang nangingibabaw parati.

 And he picked up Pablo, they hugged Nanay..."Family hug na tayo, Tama na yan, kailangan ka ni Pablo mamaya." At ako ay natauhan! *ting*

Balik sa dating anyo, pag harap ko sa salamin, Tadaaaah!!! Isa na talaga akong ganap na Nanay. Natutunan ko ng unahin yung ibang mas mahahalagang bagay kesa sa kaartehan slash ka dramahan ko sa mundo.




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 Pablo didn't have a nipple confusion.



I was in tears when I took this. 
Aba shempre, hindi pa rin nawala ang presence of mind ko, 
at kailangan documented talaga lahat kahit ang sama sama na ng loob ko.




After several hours of crying...

;-( 




PS.
Tatay's great plan didn't work.
Well, not yet.
Not for now.

We decided we push it a little later 'til I'm ready.


Pag wala na siguro kaming magawa 
dahil kailangang kailangan na.


Thank you Jesus for this luxury to be able to direct feed my baby Pablo.




Wednesday, January 26, 2011