tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-117725552009-10-13T22:04:53.627+08:00A tiny little corner full of love, laughter and lots of adventure.AnneMachttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04885470944254746003noreply@blogger.comBlogger121125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11772555.post-80819812488410701992009-07-24T15:18:00.007+08:002009-07-24T15:35:48.064+08:00

A few weeks back, Tiago was sick. It was a viral (as usual) infection than manifested as high fever. It was nothing to worry about, our pedia said. I wasn't. I was complaining a lot, though. Complaining that all my plans for the week were cancelled because I had to stay home. Complaining that I couldn't work because I had to be beside my son. Complaining that I was feeding all night long. Etc.,

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CUP.Because of his obsession over his toy cups. It's one of the few toys that has survived the test of time - his favorite for the past 7 months! He asks for it every waking moment. He even says it in his sleep! Geesh.It started with him saying "c-c-c". Then it progressed to "c-pff", then "cu-pf". Now he can clearly say "cup". Actually, he has long been saying "wow", but I refuse to accept that,

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Since my photography professor taught me not to use the camera flash unless and I quote "you know what you're doing", most of the pictures I've taken are all flash-free (is there such a term?).Lately, I've been using my point & shoot's flash to capture my kapitan's smiles. I don't know who taught him how to smile when we take his picture, but heck, he smiles so that's good. I have to use a flash

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Oh my. Nagdilang anghel yata ako. Two blog posts back, I mentioned my son's first birthday will just sneak up on me. Well, didn't really sneak up on me, but it's already lurking around the corner. Imagine that.It's been almost 6 months since my last post. To be honest, blogging has been the last thing on my mind. It's unbelievable how busy being a mother can get. Especially if you're crazy like

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We never really celebrate Tiago's monthly mark. However, we decided to make his 6th month a little special. He is, after all, half a year old. So, we had a half round cake made with HAPPY 1/2 BIRTHDAY, TIAGO written on it. Hahaha. Trip lang. But cute, right?So, to our little Kapitan, Half-y Birthday! 6 more months and you're already a year old!

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Since I gave birth, I always looked forward to new milestones (smilestone according to Nestle :)) of my little Kapitan. Greeting 2009 made me realize that I have a whole year watch out for all these milestones, which includes his first birthday! Geesh, ang bilis talaga ng panahon!Anyway, I hope you all had a meaningful Christmas celebration and wishing you a new year full of love, laughter and

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I've been telling family and friends that even birthdays take on a different meaning once you become a parent. At first, I couldn't explain why or how. After some pondering, I now know.Not that my previous ones were less meaningful, it's just that now it's become more about my son and my husband -- a family I can call my own, rather than just myself.More than the presents, the food and

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Presenting our baby boy....Name: Santiago Manuel Macalino-SantosBorn on: July 14, 2008Time: 11:43amWhere: The Medical CityWeight: 5lbs 12ozLength: 49cmType of Delivery: C-SectionNo words can fully describe the overwhelming happiness we feel with this latest blessing in our life.Now, let the wild and crazy and fun ride begin...

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...my food obsession, that is. Lately, I've been into chocolates. In any form -- bar, pastry, drink (hot and cold), dips, ice cream, cereal, etc. I'd have it for breakfast, am snack, lunch, pm snack, dinner and mn snack. For some reason, I suddenly craved for dark chocolate coated raisins. I know Raisinets carry his variant, but I couldn't find it here in the country. I've asked family and

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"As a new baby is born, so is a father".I guess because of obvious reasons, pregnancy is always about the mommy-to-be. What will all the extra care and attention given to the woman, it's easy to forget that the man goes through his own changes as well. Besides, who does the woman first call on whenever she needs or wants something -- a back rub, food craving, complain about various discomforts,

AnneMachttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04885470944254746003noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11772555.post-24990622589833548162008-06-12T12:07:00.004+08:002008-06-12T12:58:04.832+08:00

During my last check-up, my OB said, "Well, all we have to do now is wait." She went on saying that this is actually the "longest" stage of pregnancy. She's right.I have been going crazy trying to find things to do around the house just to keep myself busy -- cook (despite the unbearable heat), fix the nursery (there isn't really much to fix anymore, aside from a few more stuff, the only thing

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I think pregnancy has unleashed the foodie in me. Not only have I become a perpetual eating machine, I can't seem to stop thinking about food! Anything about food!Aside from wanting to eat a different cuisine everytime, watching cooking shows, getting a certain food fix and satisfying a craving, I have started obsessing about cooking, that I have started collecting/clipping recipes and sticking

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My fellow pregnant friend couldn't have said it better, "Mother's Day has taken a different, more special meaning now". I couldn't agree more. Being greeted "Happy Mother's Day" was heartwarming, but it felt strange...surreal (Imagine being greeted by my mom!).Since getting pregnant, I have more respect for mothers now more than ever. I believe motherhood begins from the day you conceive. It's no

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That's my fearless forecast. Admittedly, I have been rooting for Michaels Johns, sadly, Americans do not approve of a mixed-race idol (I believe this is why Carly is out and Sayesha and Jason are still around. Grrr.). I can't tell who among the Davids will bag the award, but personally, I like Cook because of his out of the box arrangements and renditions. I can say the same thing for Archuleta,

AnneMachttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04885470944254746003noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11772555.post-13199673272223483552008-04-03T16:16:00.004+08:002008-04-03T16:26:30.714+08:00

(copied from my Multiply post)I was SO happy when my doctor gave the go-signal to travel. The travel bug has been biting for the past couple of months and I've been itching to hitch the beach! Thank God for quick flights to Boracay. Highlight of this trip: Our bump and splash Paraw ride (sorry no pics. really gotta get a water proof camera) and out at sea adventure of fishing a bag that fell into

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Contrary to practically everyone's guess, we are having a boy! Yipee!While it really does not matter whether it's a boy or girl as long as it's normal and healthy, truth be told, all parents have gender preferences, especially for their first born. Thank God, He granted my preference. Wohoo!As our first gift for our baby boy, we got him a Wii!!!!! Wheeeeee!!!!! Okay. Okay. It's really for me and

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I've been asked if it has happened or if it's happening. I've been told it would happen. I have somehow been looking forward to it. Now, I think it's here...the food cravings! Although I think they're more obsessions than cravings. It's crazy. I not only crave for it, I search high and low to get it, I eat it everyday, every meal (if I can. basta, as often as I can), then after a week or so, I

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Every year for the past...who knows how many years, I've always wondered when Julia Fordham would hold a concert again in the country. I miss being swept away in romance land as she sings her song. I have watched all her past concerts, including those performances in hotels and I never got tired of it, despite the fact that she sings the same songs each time. Admittedly, I acquired my addiction

AnneMachttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04885470944254746003noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11772555.post-36148370803771184302008-02-07T11:46:00.001+08:002008-03-11T11:54:59.644+08:00

Well, well, well. It's true! It's true! Everything gets better on the second trimester. It's like magic! All (well, most of it) the icky feeling I had during the first 3 months, viola, gone!So yesterday, I went back to school. I am at a loss for words to explain how blissful it felt to see my kids again! I was just in high spirits! Oh how my heart melted to hear the "I miss yous", "I love yous",

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Those who know me, would know that it's very tricky to feed me. Not that I'm a food snob nor a proclaimed food expert, in fact, I eat simply. You can take me to a corner carinderia and I'll be fine. It's just that there are stuff I don't and won't eat (white meat, certain greens, dish that's sweet -- aka with pineapples, raisins, etc., but I'll eat anything with mango). See, it can be tricky, but

AnneMachttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04885470944254746003noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11772555.post-24362325735382265872008-01-25T14:08:00.001+08:002008-03-11T11:54:15.246+08:00

I want to hang that sign around my neck.After months of hiatus from the world, I am starting to have good days, and these good days are becoming more and more frequent (Thank God!), I take advantage of any chance I get to go out and see something more than just the 4 corners of our house (and for some fresh air and sunlight, too!).The other day, I was finally able to go to the salon for a much

AnneMachttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04885470944254746003noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11772555.post-69270633320897248972008-01-14T13:36:00.001+08:002008-03-11T11:53:55.822+08:00

I know, I know, it's been a looong while.A couple of weeks after my last post, my hubby and I left for our annual sojourn (Pictures to be posted soon. Hopefully.) However, that's not the sole reason for the silence in this journal.What I thought was just fatigue and terrible jetlag from the trip -- lots of sightseeing, touring, seeing friends, getting on and off airplanes, waiting in airports,

AnneMachttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04885470944254746003noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11772555.post-30226121645411691632007-10-20T13:19:00.001+08:002008-03-11T11:53:37.035+08:00

My birthday this year's on a Friday. We were going to be in Bangkok for the weekend (with my family), so, I didn't plan nor accept any birthday get-togethers. I must admit, the announcement of my birthday being a holiday (end of Ramadan) was anti-climactic. I had really wanted to spend that morning in school with my students, have the afternoon all to myself and leave the evening for my hubby to

AnneMachttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04885470944254746003noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11772555.post-53754498403208365722007-09-05T21:45:00.001+08:002008-03-11T11:53:04.975+08:00

It's part of my job description and clearly discussed under "expectations" during my interview. I've always known it was bound to happen, but at the back of my mind I was hoping it wouldn't.After almost 2 years of teaching, it finally happened.I changed a poopy-filled diaper.

AnneMachttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04885470944254746003noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11772555.post-31918702985601781222007-09-03T17:44:00.001+08:002008-03-11T11:52:46.122+08:00

I WANT.

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