Friday, August 19, 2011
AWESOME SMILES
AWESOME AUGUST 19,2011
7:05 A.M.
Lo and Behold!
Last entry, one month ago to the day.
Hmmm....
I want more...but, the time and energy department are so short.
SIGH.
SIGH.SIGH SOME MORE.
My newborn is almost 3 months and she is surely a breath of fresh air.
Looking at her birth photos...I cannot help but marvel at how far we have travelled already in terms of MILESTONES and accomplishments.
She is a source of much delight and joy.
She showers me with early morning SUNSHINE SMILES....
I am so blessed.
I have no reason to complain at all.
a
Tuesday, July 19, 2011
Street lights & Tomahawk
Joyful July 19,2011
7:30 a.m.
Thank God for a relatively restful night. I was able to sleep from around 1030pm to 2am without interruption for LILI’s feeding. Her next feeding session was at 5a.m. She slept right away after being diaper changed 2x. Usually her schedule is 12 am, 3 am and 6am with a lot of play and cooing time before she dozes back off.
Yes, diaper change twice. It usually happens that after cleaning her off urine soaked Mamy Poko diaper, she goes for #2 after a new one is donned.
Oh well, that is life.
LILI, has not yet mastered the art of scheduling her poop. It toggles between 6am and 11am.
...
I had to take a short break from writing since LILI complained about being on tummy time and was ready for another feeding.
Me oh my, the intervals with this new Milk formula is not anymore 3-4 hours but 2.5 hours.
Yesterday, we trooped to the grocery for LILI’s 3rd trip out of the house. First was for her baptism. 2nd, last Thursday for my weekly prayer meeting, which, I have missed for a while now. This was followed with a visit to grandpa who just came in from a 3 week vacation in our birthplace-Zamboanga City.
Pedia visits are not included in this count BTW.
And so, LILI was amazed by the different lights and ceilings in Robinson’s forum. Good thing for her peach headband, the mistake of thinking she is a boy with her tomahawk hairstyle was nil.
I dunno why, the middle part which is the top part of her head, all her hair there want to stand, yes, tomahawk style. Hmm, making her look like a boy.
Anyway, she had the headband on with a lot of thick hair behind it all standing in attention.
The trip back home in the taxi was quite interesting, cause her eyes was so bright trying to figure out the different lights in the buses and other vehicles around us plus the buildings too.
Ate Marina was happy to have her hair rubber bands and new slippers for outdoors safely tucked in the shopping bags and of course, the most important extension cord for her electric fan to be much closer to her at night.
I am so happy and satisfied that a lot of things have been accomplished. Maybe we can schedule another date for the trip to the bookstore which can take up a lot of time with Marina and I. The aisles there are not so friendly to my infant stroller.
Sign off time now to take care of dirty bottles.
7:30 a.m.
Thank God for a relatively restful night. I was able to sleep from around 1030pm to 2am without interruption for LILI’s feeding. Her next feeding session was at 5a.m. She slept right away after being diaper changed 2x. Usually her schedule is 12 am, 3 am and 6am with a lot of play and cooing time before she dozes back off.
Yes, diaper change twice. It usually happens that after cleaning her off urine soaked Mamy Poko diaper, she goes for #2 after a new one is donned.
Oh well, that is life.
LILI, has not yet mastered the art of scheduling her poop. It toggles between 6am and 11am.
...
I had to take a short break from writing since LILI complained about being on tummy time and was ready for another feeding.
Me oh my, the intervals with this new Milk formula is not anymore 3-4 hours but 2.5 hours.
Yesterday, we trooped to the grocery for LILI’s 3rd trip out of the house. First was for her baptism. 2nd, last Thursday for my weekly prayer meeting, which, I have missed for a while now. This was followed with a visit to grandpa who just came in from a 3 week vacation in our birthplace-Zamboanga City.
Pedia visits are not included in this count BTW.
And so, LILI was amazed by the different lights and ceilings in Robinson’s forum. Good thing for her peach headband, the mistake of thinking she is a boy with her tomahawk hairstyle was nil.
I dunno why, the middle part which is the top part of her head, all her hair there want to stand, yes, tomahawk style. Hmm, making her look like a boy.
Anyway, she had the headband on with a lot of thick hair behind it all standing in attention.
The trip back home in the taxi was quite interesting, cause her eyes was so bright trying to figure out the different lights in the buses and other vehicles around us plus the buildings too.
Ate Marina was happy to have her hair rubber bands and new slippers for outdoors safely tucked in the shopping bags and of course, the most important extension cord for her electric fan to be much closer to her at night.
I am so happy and satisfied that a lot of things have been accomplished. Maybe we can schedule another date for the trip to the bookstore which can take up a lot of time with Marina and I. The aisles there are not so friendly to my infant stroller.
Sign off time now to take care of dirty bottles.
Saturday, July 16, 2011
SIMILAC,PAMPERS, HUGGIES ETC
Joyfuly July 15,2011
9a.m.
Allow me to share about diapers, formula milk, breastfeeding & help.
A newly given birth mom needs all the help that she can get. It is so highly impossible that she can do it alone. Maybe after 3 months she can try going it all alone. But, like in my case, my C-Section wound got an infection because it somehow cracked open when I suddenly sneezed. So, now & then it would still bleed. Walking more than 5 minutes is so much of a challenge. Thus far, I have had a handful of errands out of the house. Very snap and zap moments. Solo & eager to get back to feed my new born.
That is why my invaluable help from my next door neighbour Ate Eleanor is so much prized and am so much indebted.
The attempt to get myself a full time help is a path I tread not for fear of past horrifying experiences. I am so faint hearted to muster guts to even try the search.
Accepting the fact that I need all the help I can get, is so liberating. By God’s amazing grace, it is there.
Breastfeeding is a fulfilling endeavour. Especially when you hear the vigorous slurp of sucking. It is so comforting to know that one has provided the little one with the very best source of nourishment & immunity from diseases. But then, eating right is a must and must go hand in hand with it.
I forgot that eggs and other dairy products can wreak havoc to the baby’s digestion causing the most annoying colic for her. When I sniffed the familiar eggs from the baby’s breaking of wind...plus a little research as well...it made me really sit up and watch my diet. So, here I am still aiming to get my 12 glasses of water so my milk production with increase.
Currently I am doing mixed feeding. The pedia at birth gave Ana Marcelina SIMILAC PLUS... but with the terrible bout of colic, I switched to SIMILAC HW which provides Whey protein. But maybe, after her 3rd 400g can, I want again to switch to the lactose free option, cause I want to stay away from cows milk.
DIAPERS.
I so bless the soul who invented the diaper. But then, not all diapers are made the same as not all baby bottoms are alike.
It was so nice that in VRP Medical Ctre, I was flooded with all sorts of diaper samples. Thus, I had the chance to try out several brands.
DRYPERS, nah. The tape is so hard & tough, it can hurt the baby’s tummy or skin.
PAMPERS COMFORT. No thanks. They leak easily and get botched when wet. It can get ugly when it turns odd in shape with sogginess.
EQ....comes in cute colors but, cannot withstand baby’s so active leg movements....leaks is a common occurrence. Out with it.
So far, my top 2 choices are Huggies Comfort Dry & Mamy Poko. No hard waist tape band. No leaks.
You may shell out a few more pesos, but it goes a long way even up to 12 hours per diaper.
Now, what about, diaper rash and those expensive ointments. None for me. I use cloth diaper now and then. It is such a treat to see her in the old fashion clothing. Just make sure you she is not ready to pee on you.
Note to self. Get myself a good piece of plastic panties so the use of the cloth diaper may last a bit longer especially during the nights without wetting the whole bed or crib.
So finally, finished this short piece in 2 days. Ana Marcelina has changed her sleeping schedule. Usually she is asleep from 6am to 11am or right after her morning bath at 11. But...she has been mostly awake during the day now.
So, have to be content with the creation of blog snippets only.
9a.m.
Allow me to share about diapers, formula milk, breastfeeding & help.
A newly given birth mom needs all the help that she can get. It is so highly impossible that she can do it alone. Maybe after 3 months she can try going it all alone. But, like in my case, my C-Section wound got an infection because it somehow cracked open when I suddenly sneezed. So, now & then it would still bleed. Walking more than 5 minutes is so much of a challenge. Thus far, I have had a handful of errands out of the house. Very snap and zap moments. Solo & eager to get back to feed my new born.
That is why my invaluable help from my next door neighbour Ate Eleanor is so much prized and am so much indebted.
The attempt to get myself a full time help is a path I tread not for fear of past horrifying experiences. I am so faint hearted to muster guts to even try the search.
Accepting the fact that I need all the help I can get, is so liberating. By God’s amazing grace, it is there.
Breastfeeding is a fulfilling endeavour. Especially when you hear the vigorous slurp of sucking. It is so comforting to know that one has provided the little one with the very best source of nourishment & immunity from diseases. But then, eating right is a must and must go hand in hand with it.
I forgot that eggs and other dairy products can wreak havoc to the baby’s digestion causing the most annoying colic for her. When I sniffed the familiar eggs from the baby’s breaking of wind...plus a little research as well...it made me really sit up and watch my diet. So, here I am still aiming to get my 12 glasses of water so my milk production with increase.
Currently I am doing mixed feeding. The pedia at birth gave Ana Marcelina SIMILAC PLUS... but with the terrible bout of colic, I switched to SIMILAC HW which provides Whey protein. But maybe, after her 3rd 400g can, I want again to switch to the lactose free option, cause I want to stay away from cows milk.
DIAPERS.
I so bless the soul who invented the diaper. But then, not all diapers are made the same as not all baby bottoms are alike.
It was so nice that in VRP Medical Ctre, I was flooded with all sorts of diaper samples. Thus, I had the chance to try out several brands.
DRYPERS, nah. The tape is so hard & tough, it can hurt the baby’s tummy or skin.
PAMPERS COMFORT. No thanks. They leak easily and get botched when wet. It can get ugly when it turns odd in shape with sogginess.
EQ....comes in cute colors but, cannot withstand baby’s so active leg movements....leaks is a common occurrence. Out with it.
So far, my top 2 choices are Huggies Comfort Dry & Mamy Poko. No hard waist tape band. No leaks.
You may shell out a few more pesos, but it goes a long way even up to 12 hours per diaper.
Now, what about, diaper rash and those expensive ointments. None for me. I use cloth diaper now and then. It is such a treat to see her in the old fashion clothing. Just make sure you she is not ready to pee on you.
Note to self. Get myself a good piece of plastic panties so the use of the cloth diaper may last a bit longer especially during the nights without wetting the whole bed or crib.
So finally, finished this short piece in 2 days. Ana Marcelina has changed her sleeping schedule. Usually she is asleep from 6am to 11am or right after her morning bath at 11. But...she has been mostly awake during the day now.
So, have to be content with the creation of blog snippets only.
Wednesday, July 13, 2011
Jubilant July 2011
Jubilant July 13,2011
It seems to be ages since I last penned some words or lines.
Baby is starting to show signs of fuzziness as her feeding time approaches.
Baby bath water is being heated in my new stove that takes a while to heat up since it has an automatic shot off mechanism...anyway, will take time to write.
My goals in blogging are still the same...i.e. to find some form of release of a lot of thoughts in my head that can get to be knotted and bolted now & then/ if I do not find coherence or any rhyme or reason as to the why’s and why nots of life's challenges.
Also, I hope to be able to transform day to day ordinariness of living into simple abundance pursuits of actualization.
I hope to be able to spin gold with hay available.
Thanks for being joinning me in this journey.
It seems to be ages since I last penned some words or lines.
Baby is starting to show signs of fuzziness as her feeding time approaches.
Baby bath water is being heated in my new stove that takes a while to heat up since it has an automatic shot off mechanism...anyway, will take time to write.
My goals in blogging are still the same...i.e. to find some form of release of a lot of thoughts in my head that can get to be knotted and bolted now & then/ if I do not find coherence or any rhyme or reason as to the why’s and why nots of life's challenges.
Also, I hope to be able to transform day to day ordinariness of living into simple abundance pursuits of actualization.
I hope to be able to spin gold with hay available.
Thanks for being joinning me in this journey.
Thursday, May 19, 2011
Prayer for Financial Blessings
PRAYER FOR FINANCIAL BLESSINGS
“ The Lord will surely grant abundance; our land will yield its increase. Prosperity will march before the Lord, and good fortune will follow behind. Psalm 35:13-14
God is my source of supply. He meets all my needs in perfect timing at all times; and there is always a divine surplus. His financial blessings now flow into my life freely, tirelessly and endlessly. Everyday, God’s blessings come my way. God’s unlimited good now comes to me in a flood of abundance.
Freely I receive. And freely and joyously I give. For whatever good I give, that will I also receive from life. Whatever I withhold from others, I withhold to myself. Whatever I wish for others, I wish for myself. Whatever good I sow, that will I also reap. So I sow only thoughts of prosperity, love, joy and generosity. I do not envy anyone for God has enough blessings for everyone. I wish financial blessings for others and financial blessings will also come to me.
I know that I shall never want, for God is my true source of supply and He is the only power. Nothing can challenge the will and love of God that desire to prosper me. God’s blessings now come and nothing can delay their physical manifestation. Nothing can stop God’s prosperous outpouring from circulating in my life. In his goodness I do trust. All my debts are now paid. All my needs are now met.
I now open my mind and myself to brilliant ideas that can lead me to financial freedom and security. God is opening opportunities for me to gain my share of His riches. God is reaching out for people who can help and prosper me. I take him/ her as my partner and with God, I cannot fail. Yes, with God it is impossible for me to fail for one with God is majority. I now put my trust and confidence in the goodness, love, wisdom of God. God’s ways are sure. His methods are ingenious. God can…. God will make a way… even if there is no way.
I am a child of the Riches Father in the Universe. Yes, I am blessed for I am a child of a rich God, and I claim my share of His divine supply now. Yes, I ask, believe, and claim that it is so. And it is now done in perfect order in Jesus Christ’s name. I praise and thank the Lord for the immediate manifestation of God’s financial blessings in my life now.
Thank you, Father. AMEN.
“ The Lord will surely grant abundance; our land will yield its increase. Prosperity will march before the Lord, and good fortune will follow behind. Psalm 35:13-14
God is my source of supply. He meets all my needs in perfect timing at all times; and there is always a divine surplus. His financial blessings now flow into my life freely, tirelessly and endlessly. Everyday, God’s blessings come my way. God’s unlimited good now comes to me in a flood of abundance.
Freely I receive. And freely and joyously I give. For whatever good I give, that will I also receive from life. Whatever I withhold from others, I withhold to myself. Whatever I wish for others, I wish for myself. Whatever good I sow, that will I also reap. So I sow only thoughts of prosperity, love, joy and generosity. I do not envy anyone for God has enough blessings for everyone. I wish financial blessings for others and financial blessings will also come to me.
I know that I shall never want, for God is my true source of supply and He is the only power. Nothing can challenge the will and love of God that desire to prosper me. God’s blessings now come and nothing can delay their physical manifestation. Nothing can stop God’s prosperous outpouring from circulating in my life. In his goodness I do trust. All my debts are now paid. All my needs are now met.
I now open my mind and myself to brilliant ideas that can lead me to financial freedom and security. God is opening opportunities for me to gain my share of His riches. God is reaching out for people who can help and prosper me. I take him/ her as my partner and with God, I cannot fail. Yes, with God it is impossible for me to fail for one with God is majority. I now put my trust and confidence in the goodness, love, wisdom of God. God’s ways are sure. His methods are ingenious. God can…. God will make a way… even if there is no way.
I am a child of the Riches Father in the Universe. Yes, I am blessed for I am a child of a rich God, and I claim my share of His divine supply now. Yes, I ask, believe, and claim that it is so. And it is now done in perfect order in Jesus Christ’s name. I praise and thank the Lord for the immediate manifestation of God’s financial blessings in my life now.
Thank you, Father. AMEN.
37 WEEKS
Merry & Marvelous May 19 2011
12 noon
The past days have been very tough on me. Keeping cool in this summer heat while I am a human incubator with happiness inside me is quite a challenge.
3 showers each day does the trick in lessening the lethargy that sets in with the extreme heat.
I passed up my BFF’s offer to buy her AC for worry that the bill I will get each month might shoot up my blood pressure in place of lowering body and room temperature in my home.
The reflections of Sarah for these past few days has to do with clearing the clutter in one’s home.
I was set to tackle supervision of the clearing of the vacant room upstairs last Tuesday with Aling Lorna and Ate Eleanor as my allies...but the surprise visit of a good friend put everything on hold.
Thus, next Tuesday will be maybe the last attempt before my date with the stork, to put order, dust off, sweep and scrub the floors of the spare room and our sleeping room in the 2nd floor.
I am almost 37 weeks and my OB will determine if my 38th week is really ok for the CSECTION to be performed.
I am enlisting all the help of my friends and family to help me pray for a safe delivery of my normal and healthy new born.
Next week, will have to see me prepare my hospital bags.
SIMPLIFY SIMPLIFY SIMPLIFY is Sarah’s battle cry in trying to rid her junk drawers in her home.
That will be mine too as I prepare stuff for the homecoming.
ORDER ORDER ORDER as well as I tailor fit additional expenses to the bare minimum.
Hubby is quite bit anxious that the actual costs may exceed what’s on hand.
I claim that everything will fall into place.
Blessed John Paul II, intercede for me.
Lady of La Leche, pray for me.
12 noon
The past days have been very tough on me. Keeping cool in this summer heat while I am a human incubator with happiness inside me is quite a challenge.
3 showers each day does the trick in lessening the lethargy that sets in with the extreme heat.
I passed up my BFF’s offer to buy her AC for worry that the bill I will get each month might shoot up my blood pressure in place of lowering body and room temperature in my home.
The reflections of Sarah for these past few days has to do with clearing the clutter in one’s home.
I was set to tackle supervision of the clearing of the vacant room upstairs last Tuesday with Aling Lorna and Ate Eleanor as my allies...but the surprise visit of a good friend put everything on hold.
Thus, next Tuesday will be maybe the last attempt before my date with the stork, to put order, dust off, sweep and scrub the floors of the spare room and our sleeping room in the 2nd floor.
I am almost 37 weeks and my OB will determine if my 38th week is really ok for the CSECTION to be performed.
I am enlisting all the help of my friends and family to help me pray for a safe delivery of my normal and healthy new born.
Next week, will have to see me prepare my hospital bags.
SIMPLIFY SIMPLIFY SIMPLIFY is Sarah’s battle cry in trying to rid her junk drawers in her home.
That will be mine too as I prepare stuff for the homecoming.
ORDER ORDER ORDER as well as I tailor fit additional expenses to the bare minimum.
Hubby is quite bit anxious that the actual costs may exceed what’s on hand.
I claim that everything will fall into place.
Blessed John Paul II, intercede for me.
Lady of La Leche, pray for me.
Sunday, May 15, 2011
PROGRESS, NOT PERFECTION
Merry and Marvelous May 15,2011
8:34 a.m.
PROGRESS, NOT PERFECTION
This is the title of today’s reflection by Sarah Ban Breathnach.
She aptly quotes this saying from Anne Wilson Schaef:
“ Perfectionism is self abuse of the highest order.”
Hmmmmmm...
Such a liberating thought.
These past few days, I have been quite disturbed by the Good Morning America news by Lara Spencer. She interviewed a 34 year old mom who injects botox on her 8 year old daughter to remove fine wrinkles from her oh so young face and improve her chances of winning in beauty pageants.
An overwhelming response from FACEBOOK AND TWITTER followers rejected this as child abuse and an offense or a crime.
I could not believe it myself.
The photos revealing the mom injecting on different spots on her daughter’s face was really quite revolting since you could see it was such a painful procedure.
I am thankful, I am not so caught up with the pressure to be perfect nor do I pressure my daughter to be perfect either in things of cosmetic nature.
My only emphasis in the attempt to perfection is to be as faithful to God’s teachings and goodness in one’s ways.
But then again, I have to check myself on this ...since we need a saviour ourselves to do this. That is why Jesus, will help us if we just ask him and let him.
This Sunday’s readings and gospel is about Jesus, the good shepherd.
I thank God for the grace of seeking His voice in the busy worldly pursuits we usually get caught up in most of the time.
I thank God for the grace to be able to discern, if God is calling me to do the opposite of what I want to do in accordance to His will in my life.
I pray for this mom who is so caught up in the pursuit of perfection for her daughter, that she cannot accept fine wrinkles in her daughter’s face.
May she be enlightened to accept that life is never perfect.
Beauty is never perfect.
Man is never perfect.
We can only achieve it if we have the almighty’s grace and providence.
We cannot do it on our own.
That is why He came and died for us that we might be saved from all our imperfections.
Let me end by reflection by quoting some lines from the book Simple Abundance:
“Time out. Serenity 102: Progress, Not Perfection. First of all, I explained, the glamorous lifestyle gurus in the books, magazines, and television have full time professionals working for them, including stylists- stylists who wave magic paintbrushes dipped in burnt sienna over mud smears on terra-cotta potagers, before the flash pops or the tape rolls. “ It’s image, illusion, make believe. It’s a million dollar industry. What we’re seeing isn’t always the real McCoy. Now, this” I pointed out with satisfaction, “ is real, mud and all. It’s Real and it’s wonderful.
Perfect women do not manifest on this plane of existence. Celebrities who sell perfection are more to be pitied than censured, envied or emulated. Why? Because, despite their fame and bank accounts, they rarely know a moment’s peace, the whole world is watching, waiting for a misstep.
Thank you, no. I’ll pass. Won’t you? Perfection leaves so little room for improvement. So little space for acceptance – or joy. On the path we have chosen, progress is the simple pleasure to be savoured. Daily. Of course, perfect moments are sure to be ours, such as spending a sunny afternoon in May gardening with a daughter. Life and potagers don’t have to be perfect to be pleasing.
Very well said Sarah.
8:34 a.m.
PROGRESS, NOT PERFECTION
This is the title of today’s reflection by Sarah Ban Breathnach.
She aptly quotes this saying from Anne Wilson Schaef:
“ Perfectionism is self abuse of the highest order.”
Hmmmmmm...
Such a liberating thought.
These past few days, I have been quite disturbed by the Good Morning America news by Lara Spencer. She interviewed a 34 year old mom who injects botox on her 8 year old daughter to remove fine wrinkles from her oh so young face and improve her chances of winning in beauty pageants.
An overwhelming response from FACEBOOK AND TWITTER followers rejected this as child abuse and an offense or a crime.
I could not believe it myself.
The photos revealing the mom injecting on different spots on her daughter’s face was really quite revolting since you could see it was such a painful procedure.
I am thankful, I am not so caught up with the pressure to be perfect nor do I pressure my daughter to be perfect either in things of cosmetic nature.
My only emphasis in the attempt to perfection is to be as faithful to God’s teachings and goodness in one’s ways.
But then again, I have to check myself on this ...since we need a saviour ourselves to do this. That is why Jesus, will help us if we just ask him and let him.
This Sunday’s readings and gospel is about Jesus, the good shepherd.
I thank God for the grace of seeking His voice in the busy worldly pursuits we usually get caught up in most of the time.
I thank God for the grace to be able to discern, if God is calling me to do the opposite of what I want to do in accordance to His will in my life.
I pray for this mom who is so caught up in the pursuit of perfection for her daughter, that she cannot accept fine wrinkles in her daughter’s face.
May she be enlightened to accept that life is never perfect.
Beauty is never perfect.
Man is never perfect.
We can only achieve it if we have the almighty’s grace and providence.
We cannot do it on our own.
That is why He came and died for us that we might be saved from all our imperfections.
Let me end by reflection by quoting some lines from the book Simple Abundance:
“Time out. Serenity 102: Progress, Not Perfection. First of all, I explained, the glamorous lifestyle gurus in the books, magazines, and television have full time professionals working for them, including stylists- stylists who wave magic paintbrushes dipped in burnt sienna over mud smears on terra-cotta potagers, before the flash pops or the tape rolls. “ It’s image, illusion, make believe. It’s a million dollar industry. What we’re seeing isn’t always the real McCoy. Now, this” I pointed out with satisfaction, “ is real, mud and all. It’s Real and it’s wonderful.
Perfect women do not manifest on this plane of existence. Celebrities who sell perfection are more to be pitied than censured, envied or emulated. Why? Because, despite their fame and bank accounts, they rarely know a moment’s peace, the whole world is watching, waiting for a misstep.
Thank you, no. I’ll pass. Won’t you? Perfection leaves so little room for improvement. So little space for acceptance – or joy. On the path we have chosen, progress is the simple pleasure to be savoured. Daily. Of course, perfect moments are sure to be ours, such as spending a sunny afternoon in May gardening with a daughter. Life and potagers don’t have to be perfect to be pleasing.
Very well said Sarah.
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