Monday, November 30, 2009

How beautiful

I feel sorry for people who doubt the existence of God. For some reason, they may have overlooked the miracle of childbirth.



How can you possibly doubt that?

Hello, call center

We had to turn off the airconditioner after Malachi's first full bath this morning. He's been sleeping soundly ever since. Baby boy apparently likes toasty weather, see...

This should be cause for joy, because we finally found the time to take a 3-hour nap this afternoon. That's the most continuous sleep I've had since Wednesday. The downside is, Malik's bound to wake up. And considering that he's been asleep most of toDAY, he'll probably be up and about later toNIGHT.

Malik: "Hello, thank you for calling Call Center." 


We're home! Welcome the new star of the theclosetoptimist show, Ruben Malachi. The meaning of Malachi (prounounced Ma-la-kai) you already know. Ruben, on the other hand, means "Behold, a son." It is of Spanish origin, but we like to read our son's name the Pinoy way, as in "Oy, Ruben. Sinabi nang 'wag..."

I can't believe I finally gave birth. I'm a mom. Woohoo. Since coming home yesterday, I successfully changed my first dirty diaper, breastfed for the first time (with milk, not colostrum this time), and gave Malik his first bath. I'm so proud of myself. And also so proud of the husband. He helps around a lot. Say cheese, boys.*

I hope to blog as much as I used to, but I'm quickly finding out that this motherhood business requires serious commitment. (Can you believe it took me 5 1/2 hours to write this blog? I had to squeeze in sentences between feedings and lullabies. Nya.) So until we get our groove on, please expect less of the talking and more random photos of this angel right here.

Hello, fans.

* First official family picture, taken minutes after Malachi's world debut.

Wednesday, November 25, 2009

And we're off

Pao's taking his last comfortable shower while I write this. We're just about ready to go to the hospital. Will be delivering a baby in 14 hours. See you all in a jiffy! 

Tuesday, November 24, 2009

Nov. 25 in History

So...the son's ready to come out tomorrow. It wasn't like we had a choice of dates really. We were down to just Nov. 24, 25 and 26. Balancing the urgency of the situation with the obvious need to still show up for work to at least say our farewells, we ended up choosing the middle date.

I just wonder how Nov. 25 fares in the broader timeline of human history. Let's see. The following were also born on Nov. 25.

Barbara and Jenna Bush, fraternal twin daughters of the worst President the U.S. has ever known.

John F. Kennedy, Jr., once the sexiest magazine editor in the world. Too bad he died too soon in a tragic plane crash in 1999.

Joe DiMaggio, Yankees star and husband to Marilyn Monroe. Love his surname - DiMaggio. Easily rolls of your tongue.

And Kate Frost. Who is Kate Frost? If you should ask, you're better off. Hehe

Also in history, race segregation was forbidden in trains and buses between U.S. states on Nov. 25, 1955 and "Rudolph, the red-nosed reindeer" appeared on music charts on Nov. 25, 1949.

Well. It appears not much has happened on Nov. 25. Hindi bale. All that will change this year, because tomorrow, a star will be born. Teehee

Pregnancy Journal 9.4 (Wrapping up)

I didn't think it was possible to finish all my pending work at such short notice, but I did it! Now I'm ready to concentrate on just giving birth and taking care of Malik-ot. This is the longest I will be "without" work since I joined the workforce. For sentimental reasons, I took this photo of my workspace before closing shop last night. Yes, my table always looks that spiffy. Farewell, cubicle. See you in February!

I'm glad I wrote all those blogs about my pregnancy for the last 9 months. I spent a considerable amount of time last night going over them. Ah, to be pregnant for the first time and clueless. For the same sentimental reasons, I took this photo of my belly last Sunday. Farewell, pregnancy aches. See you again in __ years!

Since this may be the last of my pregnancy journals, I'm writing down random bits of information that are too random to merit separate blogs on their own -

* A stranger touched my belly (gasp!) for the first time last week. It happened at the L'Oreal sale. Don't cha worry, she's still alive. Although in my mind, she was pretty mangled.

* I gained 33 lbs. total during this pregnancy. The worst were my 4th and 8th months when I gained a whopping 8 lbs. each. Fear not. I shall lose the baby weight before you all know it. Just like this woman here. Uh-huh.

I'm officially on maternity leave now and will be having myself admitted later this afternoon. Until then, I will be running a few errands, paying credit card bills and depositing checks here and there. I should be done with all the hassle by lunch. After which, the real challenge begins. Dan-dan-dan-dan.

Monday, November 23, 2009

The healthy option

Here's something new to try out when you're craving for dessert without the guilt. Have some of Picole's healthy ice pops. They're made of real fruit, real yogurt with probiotics, and/or low fat milk.

So far, I've had the strawberry yogu pops, made of real strawberry in low fat milk with live microorganisms (yes, like Yakult) ...

The blueberry yogu pops, made of blueberry bits in low fat cream cheese with the same probiotics...

And the almond hazelnut light pops. All of them taste great, and they're all very affordable at around PhP35 each. After I give birth, I should pig out on all of Picole's flavors, like their interesting chili tamarind , green mango, cappuccino, and banana split dip pops. Check out Picole's website for these other goodies. Click here.

Too bad the website doesn't say where Picole's stalls are, so we can hunt them down. But I've seen Picole stores in Robinsons Galleria (beside Quickly near Shakey's), in the Chinese Deli in V-Mall and in Gloria Maris, both in Greenhills. Gad. Now I have to suppress my craving. Makatulog na nga. Yum.

Sunday, November 22, 2009

Sale Alert: Make-up Products

After the personal care sale and the luggage sale last week, we trooped to L'Oreal Philippines' office in the same building - for yet another secret SALE! Yahoo.

I had no need for the perfumes on sale at up to 70% off so I skipped those. What I wanted to hoard were make-up products. They had Shu Uemura moisturizers on sale, which are great, but which I will never get to use. Some blush, eye shadows, and lipsticks were also available, but they came in such ghastly colors! Pass. Unfortunately, I wasn't able to take pictures. The place where the sale was held was packed, and I was carrying a watermelon!

In the end, I came out with just two products. This Shu Uemura Lash Repair tube...

And Kiehl's Lip Gloss in East Village Vibe...

I have a confession. I had no idea what the Lash Repair was for. It's a clear liquid with a very tiny wand. When I got home, I just Googled and found out that it's actually a primer to create fuller lashes before applying your actual mascara. It retails for US$22 (around PhP1,029) from the Shu Uemura website. I got it for PhP378 at the sale, which amounts to about 60% off. Harhar

I have a second confession. I have never heard of the brand Kiehl's before. I just bought the lip gloss because it was the only decent color available. Turns out Kiehl's is a pharmacy born and bred in New York City in 1851 (Aha. That explains the name of my lip gloss). The tube retails for US$14.50 (around PhP680) from Kiehl's website. I got it for PhP218 at the sale, which amounts to about 70% off. Double harhar

The L'Oreal sale WAS until yesterday. But they're having another one on Monday, featuring more affordable brands like Garnier and Maybelline. I can't go, but you should. Dali.

Second Call

I had to skip blogging for a couple of days this week because things were a little busier in the office than usual. When I get home, all I want to do is lie in bed until I doze off.

Because of the sudden news of me having to give birth earlier than expected, I feel so much for my co-workers at the Legal Department. We have several ERC filings lined up in January, for which the Department will need extra help.

So now I'm putting out a second call for those who may be interested in legal work for the energy sector. I first posted our need for a legal officer here. If you or someone you know is fit for the job, you can send your CVs and a cover letter to instead.

Try it lang. In my opinion, PEMC is a much healthier environment to work in that most firms.

Pregnancy Journal 9.3 (What to pack, what to pack)

Today, I got started on packing our bags for the hospital. I was surprised at how easy the whole exercise was. It took me about half an hour to prepare Malachi's bag...

And mine...

I read through the lists here and here, and will be bringing most of what these sites suggest we bring, except we're skipping the "what to bring for labor" part. If all things go well, and we hope they will, I shouldn't have to go through labor anymore. *Fingers crossed*

On a side note, I'm really happy I got these drawer organizers last week. They made picking out Malachi's rooming in clothes such a breeze.

And by the way, here's Malachi's going home outfit.

Thanks Uncle Stephen and Auntie Sherl for the newborn layette! These are actually the smallest pieces of clothing in our stash of baby clothes. Because of them, Malachi won't be swimming in his pajamas when he comes home. Yey.

We'll also be bringing Malachi's first toy with us. We got him on sale for PhP125 in SM. Harhar, cheapskate. Anyway, even if Malachi knew about the economics of raising him, I'm sure he won't mind. He's cool like that.

For now, I'm taking the liberty of naming this sleepy bear - Jackson. Hellow, Jackson. Smile for the camera...

Apart from completing the contents of this folder, which contains all our paperwork and some handwritten instructions for the husband, I guess we're okay.

All I need to do on Monday is show up early for work and do a repeat of my erstwhile "pleading/opinion factory" days. I'm sure we can manage. Chicken feed. Naks.

Pregnancy Journal 9.2 (Ready, set)

Here's a photo of me this morning, just outside our doctor's office, where we found out quite unexpectedly, that I'd have to give birth by next week at the latest. It turns out my low lying placenta has kept a "low profile" (teehee) even at this stage, which means I still officially have placenta previa.

Previa means I can't risk going into labor, because my cervix dilating will cause my placenta to detach which isn't supposed to happen until after the baby is born. So to obviate any danger of bleeding, we'd have to get Malachi out of the comforts of his uterine home as soon as he's able to thrive in our world. Fortunately for us, that would be next week, when I will be past full-term (I am at 37 1/7 weeks now). We chose November 25, next week's Wednesday, as the date. Mark your calendars.

Hmmm. I may be psychic. I remember telling you last night to check back in a bit to see if I've already delivered. I didn't think it would be this soon. I had MCLEs scheduled for the first week of December. Pao has a conference scheduled Thursday through Saturday next week. I haven't even begun turning over my pending work yet. Oh well.

Gotta go. I have some baby bag packing, medical records organizing, and check clearing to do. Deez eeez eeet!

Saturday, November 21, 2009


I know, I know. New Moon shows in theaters worldwide today.

I wanted to watch it. I had every intention to. But there were just too many people and the line to the ticket booth was just too long.

Sorry, Edward. I guess I'll see you again after all the hype has died down, if it ever will. In the meantime, has anyone seen New Moon already? Ayos ba?

Pregnancy Journal 9.1 (Pa-kwan)

According to my pregnancy tracker, Malachi is as big as a watermelon today at around 6.5 lbs. Turns out the dang pregnancy tracker is pretty accurate. Because we had an ultrasound early tonight and Malachi's scientific estimated weight is 2.9 kilos or roughly 6.4 lbs. 

The hi-tech ultrasound gadget aside, it sure looks like I'm carrying a watermelon at this point.

My face has become increasingly bloated.

Pong Pagong is that you?

In addition to the usual pregnancy woes, this month I started having trouble seeing my feet when standing up.

I have to lean forward a little to see my shoes. Hello, shoes...

...which is especially a hassle when riding escalators.

With a belly as big as this, it's also become difficult to do what used to be routine things, like trim my toe nails or shave my legs (TMI, haha). Anyway, at 36 weeks and 2 days, I'd just like to say I'm too tired to even care.

We find out at tomorrow's check-up if I'm delivering Malachi by surgery or just as nature intended childbirth to be. Check back in a bit. The next time I write, it maybe about our baby boy rather than my size. 

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