Last Sunday

So much drama. sigh.

Mom-zilla

The past few weeks I was like balletmom-zilla. Mabe's everyday rehearsal has been eating up most of my time. I had a 3-day break when my cousins Alex and Aileen from Australia were here in town for some important business that I had to accompany them, after that I was back as balletmom-zilla.

Finally, the summer ballet activity was over. The dance studio had a cast party at Mambukal today and it was a hit. What a great way to bond with the rest of the kids and fellow balletmoms and stageyayas. Mabe and I had so much fun. 

The sight of the Hot Dipping Pool above was in fact inviting. Even if I got tempted to take a plunge, I was keeping an eye on Mabe the whole time so it's a no-no. Mom-zilla here.

One more schedule tomorrow (a costume party) then I'm done with kid activity.

Mom-zilla deserves a foot and back massage.

Good night everyone!

Mother's Day

Chill

Everyday ballet class can really be tiring, leaving you almost without energy.

This is what we do after getting home, after a cold bath, Mabe and I in bed, in our pajamas, Mabe listening to Adele, Katy Perry, Lady Gaga, Taylor Swift.

Chill.

Playdate

If you do not have neighbors your kid can play with, you sometimes let them play with friends who lives far from you. Nowadays its called, Playdate. An arranged get together for children to play in a short period of time. 

Mabe's playdate took place at her friend Stephanie's house in a village down south, where there's an amazing view of the sunset.

Stephanie's dad is from England so I was introduced to the popular British product called Marmite (forgive my ignorance, but I honestly don't know what this thing is). It's a food spread, ideal for your morning toast, but blimey (naks!) I don't like the salty and sour-ly taste.

It was fun for the kids and for us parents since we had a great time chatting and catching up. Thank you to Stephanie's mom and dad for welcoming us in their home and for preparing dinner. 

Playdates are fun and safer. You can organize playdates in parks and other places your kids can have the freedom to run and explore nature.

3D Scrabble

Mabe got this last Christmas, a gift from her friend Misaki. She just remembered to play with it a few days ago...and of course, you know who the playmate is.

Boardgames never fails to bring great bonding moments. This one is a modern version of Scrabble.

Happy Wednesday everyone!

heartbreaking

The hardest part of being a mother: a sick child.

Heartbreaking.

Friendship Bracelet

When your daughter decided to buy some beads and nylons for some kind of a Friendship Bracelet, it only meant one thing: you're the one who will do most all of it.

A few months ago Mabe got a Friendship Bracelet from her friend Kylie, she said Kylie's dad helped her made it. Now I know how Kylie's father felt.

Goodluck Pajamas

I don't push mabe to study very hard and get an honor. In fact, her grades are fine with me and JITB. She's not an honor student at that, just an average kid. After school, she got a tutorial session with Ms. Helen, a college professor. We thought of having her tutored because of her age (she's 8 years old) and she's in 3rd Grade. Maturity wise, she has to catch up with the 9-year olds in her class.

Mabe was studying early this evening because of the periodical exams. She got some exercises from her tutor to answer at home and she doesn't quite like it. I know...homework doesn't sounds fun to kids.

Later this evening, before going to bed I let her play with some folded paper thingies she did. Then we noticed her pajamas, there's a goodluck word printed on it. haha! 

Goodluck to you mabe!

Friday Ballet

Mabe's ballet studio has been busy in prepping up for a show this coming December. I don't know if I'm allowed to post details yet but I will surely post updates here in the coming days. *clue: the pic of the dwarfs :)

While waiting for mabe to finish ballet, I saw my nail polish. hate it, hate it so much. I am not comfortable, really. This is the first time I used this color, to me its Blood-y Red but the salon lady said it's Pussy Red, ugh! i hate it more.

I will definitely change nail color this weekend. lol

And speaking of weekends, have a good one!

How's your day?

ours was spent in bed and watched this:

Phineas and Ferb: The Movie. this two boys never fails to amaze me. mabe is an avid fan. i love that the creator of this tv cartoon series makes sentimental soundtracks all the time. mabe memorized it all. if there's one tv animated series i would recommend, Phineas and Ferb is the one. it's full of good and moral lessons, again good soundtrack, no non-sense plots,  and promotes love for family and friends.

after the movie, mabe found another thing to keep her busy.

loyalty award much?

with Tropical Depression Ramon still giving us gusty winds and heavy rains...

how's you day like?

Mighty Morphine Power Mother

just finished making mabe's assignment in science. the note says: with the help of your parents. so i helped did everything and mabe supervised. they have to write a short story of their growth and development physically, socially, emotionally, mentally..all ally (*ally mcbeal).

so i rummage through my scrapbook baul, to kalkal the data of mabe and i found this page. awww, i remember the day i gave birth. go ahead, take a look at the sunny and flowery presentation first before i tell you my Operating Room saga.

yes, Operating Room not Delivery Room. you may not know this but i was diagnosed with Endometriosis in my right ovary the day i had my first ultrasound to confirm my pregnancy. it was decided then that my ob-gyne will get rid of it (the diameter of the cyst was large enough  to burst if not handled sooner) after my scheduled caesarean operation, to lessen the cost and the hassle.

i did not went through the normal process like labor and pains, but THE pain of the spinal anesthesia when injected in my back was beyond f%!&*g painful. as far as i can remember, they inserted thrice! the woman at the other room was screaming (she's having normal delivery i guess), while i can't even scream, i just cried.

then after a few minutes, hours, i don't know i might have passed out, i saw mabe!! awww heaven. they let me peck at her face, next was another procedure for my ovary. they told me they're injecting morphine, i saw the doctor injecting something through my dextrose (thanks God! no more painful needles, i thought). thanks but no thanks, the effect of morphine WAS worst! minutes or hours after i was about to tell the doctor i feel like throwing up, i opened my mouth and puke. i.puke.and puke. and keep on puking. gah!

finally, the operation was over. my ob-gyne told me she did not took the damaged ovary, she just scraped the cyst, because it might go back and  if in case it will, i still have one ovary functioning.

next stop. Recovery Room. i thought i was in a freezer, it was really cold, i felt cold and having chills. the nurses wrapped me with another blanket and kept on checking and all. but still, i.am.puking.and puking. there was another patient beside my bed, she started to talk to me. hello chitchat, but i can't answer back, i turned my head the other way because i puke.puke .puke again!

after i was transferred in my room, i puked for a couple of times then it just stopped. my recovery was a bit slower than most caesarean moms, maybe it's because of the ovary procedure.

the whole process was really traumatic, but the moment you see that little bundle of joy...its happiness.

there you go mighty morphine power ranger mother. lol!

have a good weekend :)