Von voyage

We have our own lives now...

Married, we are.

Missus.. Mrs.. that's what we are. And we have taken a new surname..new family name..

Mrs. Cruz, Mrs. Arcilla, Mrs. Lim, the one who refused to be a Missus, and the one longing to be one...

All following in the footsteps of a friend who became a bride earlier than all of us... Mrs. Crescini...

Sometimes, I would look back to the school girls that we once were.. ponytails, crushes, giggles and all and wonder at how much have changed...

But mostly I am grateful for the fact that I am still your friend and that I am still forever witnessing the changes in your lives.

We have our own lives now... I am waiting for Paige to come out, hopefully without coiling and I am trying desperately to learn the intricate details of running a business.

You are trying to live a happy life with your husband so far from home and each night praying that perhaps tomorrow your Dad would learn to forgive you and accept him...

You are trying to pass an exam so that you could reveal the truth of your marriage to the one person you love more than another...

You are trying to be a grown-up and live free, with your husband away from your mother -- who you love so much but who you wish could just let you be...

You are trying to live a happy life with your husband, who in your heart you have yet to learn to forgive and to whom you should ask for forgiveness...

You are trying to live a happy life with your daughter who you love most in the world, but refusing to compromise still with marriage...justifying everything with reasons...

You, who is trying to find a way to be together with the person you love most in the world, praying that your family would allow you finally...

We all have our own lives now...

But guess what...

I still treasure in my heart the way we beat the ass of those 5th grader boys in "Aragawan Base" and call ourselves "Strikers."

Thank you.

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Cord coil

I went to have an ultrasound which I thought would be my last until I deliver Paige...

Unfortunately, I was wrong.

Apparently, Paige has a cord coil around her neck so I have to see again before delivery if she still has it.

Because if she does... it's cesarean delivery for me, which I totally don't want.

I guess, it's all up to God...

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The lamentations of a hippopotamus

I have lamented quite a bit.. no! a lot about my pregnancy weight. I hate my weight and it doesn't help when your husband is such an insensitive clod.

ADVICE TO PROSPECTIVE HUSBANDS: Do not call your wife chubby when she feels like a freaking hippopotamus!!!

I went to my OB last week and after she subjected me to Leopold maneuver... I sat there and she started writing some stuffs down about my visit and she casually said, "No more vitamins for you."

I was like, "Huh? But why? My baby is developing inside! HELLO?!"

And she said, "Dakulaon na..."

Curious, I asked, "Sisay po?"

She answered, "Kamong duwa!"

And I thought Paige was like a month smaller than her actual age so I kept eating and eating thinking I wasn't eating too much for my baby to grow and now she's practically obese! Geeze!

Earlier, I was in Chowking with Haze and Erbe and as usual, Erbe made some comment about me being, "Malusog", which again irritated the hell out of me, so I began to make scathing remarks about his insensitivity and blame him for my current weight. I am not exaggerating, I am really freaking fat even minus Paige! I feel like a freaking hippopotamus!

Anyways, after I stopped baiting him.. He turned to my headband turned crunchie and commented that I should have gotten something with a butterfly.

I witheringly looked at him and asked, "Ugwa man hippopotamus na may bara-butterfly sa payo?!"

Erbe just sighed about that..

After a while, he joked about being a singer in Aljosh cafe, thinking he could pull Sinatra's bits, and what did I say?

"Ugwa man singer na may agum na hippopotamus na may butterfly sa payo?!"

See? That's how my weight irritates the hell out of me.

And they said I should diet! My motto? "Oh, I'll start tomorrow!"

Screw me.

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