Wednesday, July 31, 2013

ProP 5.0 - Pffft.

Proud Parent Update - Izik likes to say "Pffft." If you're wondering how that sounds, just put your lips together like this -

- and say "Pffft".

Easy. We don't know what triggered the habit. He seems to be able to do it on cue. I just say "Do it again, Izik" and he goes "Pffft."

Monday, July 29, 2013


My sister and I were born four years apart. Our age gap wasn't very ideal. My sister was entering her teens while I was still stuck playing make-believe and Barbie. She'd ditch me any chance she'd get.

There was a time when our sibling rivalry had gotten so bad, we stopped speaking to each other. Not a word was said for three whole years. It was only when we both grew up and started raising our own families that we got along. We never talked about those years when we couldn't stand being in the same room. We just all of a sudden shared motherhood and all became well.

The two most important mothers in my life - my mom and my sisteraka.
I really hope Malik and Izik become best friends. We're trying our best not to treat Malik differently now that Izik is around. Izik admittedly gets a lot of attention. He can't take care of himself otherwise and let's face it, he's too kyoot. But we go on dates with Malik when we could.

A few things had to change. We have been telling Malik that he should set a good example because he's the kuya. So he's had to tone down playtime, for example. But I don't think there really is much pressure.

Eager to play.

I didn't know how I would feel about Izik once he was born. We love Malik so much and have spoiled him to some extent. We were afraid that we would not be able to love the new baby as much. But my goodness, the heart really does expand. I love both of them equally. I have more love for these two than I ever thought possible.

Malik looks for Izik when he wakes up in the morning.
He calls him pa-shong-shong and cha-pong-pong like I do.

Malik the photo bomber. :)
He does this when we're taking pictures of Izik. 

Friday, July 26, 2013

ProP 4.0 - Svenson

PRoud Parent Update - I'm starting a new series in the blog called (tada!) Proud Parent Update. Here I will document Izik's growth, development and nuisances, which I know will interest only me and those who personally know and love my pa-shong-shong*. I used to do this too when Malik was just a baby. I now have the privilege of re-reading those posts and reminiscing, so I'm doing it again for Izik.

Anyway, this is just to say that if you see "ProP" in the title of a post, feel free to walk away. Not that I wouldn't want you to swoon over my cha-pong-pong*. It's just to acknowledge that doting moms like me can be very annoying if we choose to.

Wednesday, July 24, 2013

Si Putot

For National Children's Book Day on July 16, the kids at Malik's school were encouraged to come as Filipino storybook characters. This was problematic for two reasons:

1. Malik does not own a Filipino storybook. He's been reading since he was about 2 1/2 years old, but we've mostly read hand me down books to him which were in English; and

2. Costumes were supposed to be recycled. We're not very good at crafting things. So necessarily, Malik's book day required some planning.

The kids of Kinder Bulan on National Children's Book Day

Tuesday, July 23, 2013

Mother moment

I like describing Izik as "fluffy." He isn't that exactly but when you hold him against you, it feels like you're rubbing your cheeks against a piece of heaven. I hope I can better describe it. Here, let me show you.

My little Munchkin Ball / Cuddle Bum / Snappy Poo
My blue blue. Blue suede shoes.
He smells like marshmallows by the way.

Marshmallows covered with love and sprinkled with happiness

Monday, July 22, 2013

Show and Tell

For show and tell two weeks ago, Malik and his class were asked to bring one "favorite thing" to school. It may be a toy, a book, an article of clothing, any thing so long as it's a favorite. They will then tell a sentence or two about the thing in front of the class.

Malik and his classmates. I have a couple of favorites but I won't tell who. Hehe
I encouraged Malik to bring one of his toys. Heaven knows he has so many favorite toys.

Sunday, July 21, 2013

Mall rat

We took Izik to the mall over the weekend.

Malik teaching Izik how to play Transformers something something in the iPad
(I really have no idea what the game was all about)

I'm ashamed to admit that Izik's been "mallin'" since he was two weeks old. I assure you that we've had our fair share of very judgmental stares at the mall. But those were days when I just had to get out of the house to keep sane! We'd eat out and come back home after 1 hour tops. Promise.

This weekend though, Izik seemed to enjoy what he was seeing. It could be the iPad, his kuya or both. But it looks to me that there will be plenty more of these outings in the future.

Patingin-tingin lang pag may time

Saturday, July 20, 2013

Peer pressure (The good kind)

I've been telling myself that I should be teaching Malik how to write or to at least hold a chubby crayon and attempt to color. He likes to dance, run, kick and shoot balls as much as the next kid but we've only recently started to teach him how to eat by himself and brush his teeth. So truth be told, his fine motor skills need some work. This is why I was so happy when I found out that they've been painting and doing other nifty things with their hands in school -

Gluing wood shavings into a board.
This will be the roof of their Popsicle stick  house.
Mixing colors. Malik's been attempting to pour water into his own glass at home but his efforts have not been met with success. Practice practice lang pag may time.
Shredding lettuce for their healthy vegetable salad
Putting on socks
If I can't make him draw pictures with me, at least peer pressure will. Aha!

Friday, July 19, 2013

Bagong buhok

I'm taking a break from blogging about the kids to tell you that I have new hair.

It kinda' looks like my hair while I was growing it out a year ago, except now I have bengs.

I got my hair cut because I've been losing hair like a b*tch lately.

This was my BEFORE hair. Izik just turned 1 month old.
Wicked Witch of the West lang ang peg ko araw-araw

I've experienced similar hair loss after giving birth to Malik so I know this shouldn't be cause for worry. But I also know that it'll take some time (about a year) for my already thin hair to go back to normal. Plus I needed a wash and wear hairstyle bilang wala na talaga akong time so off to the parlorista I went.

My peg: long bob.
My hair is still falling out in heaps. I have hair strands in the shower, on my pillow, on my keyboard at work (Uyyy, sounds familiar.) I realized my problems sounded the same as those in the Dove* commercial so I tried their hair fall shampoo and conditioner. A couple of days later, I'm still losing hair but at least my hair is softer and more manageable. Heehee I think I'll try the rest of their hair fall rescue range. That is all.

* Totally not a sponsored post. My total readership of two (my page views included) could not possibly catch the attention of Unilever's marketing team. 

Thursday, July 18, 2013

To do list

On Sunday, I took Malik grocery shopping. It was the first time that we did it by ourselves, without Yaya or Pao in tow. I'm very proud of kuya for not running around and making me run after him which he usually does. He just complained a little about being tired (really a hint that I should let him ride the grocery cart). But when I told him that he'd just have to bear with me because we're nearly done, he was fine. He just walked beside me as we combed the grocery aisles and only occasionally asked to push the cart. Oh, when he saw canned goods on the floor, he picked them up and put them back on the shelves without me asking. I'm so proud.

Here's my trooper. I told him he could sit on the bench while I paid for our groceries.

And also because I'd like to remember the conversation that we had on our way home, I'm writing it down here.

Me: "Did we remember to buy the things that you like?" (He wanted to go to the grocery with me to make sure that I'd buy his usuals.) "Did we get Yakult?"
Malik: "Check! How about Dutch Mill?"
Me: "Check! How about Yogurt?"
Malik: "Check! How about Stick-o?"
Me: "Check!"

Later that night -

Pao: "Did you have fun today, Malik? Are you happy?"
Malik: "Yes. I went to the supermarket. Check! And to the mall. Check!"

Wednesday, July 17, 2013


Babies can be cute but having them around isn't all fun. While I could hope that Izik would stay happy like this all the time, that's just not possible.

He has moods. For the past two days, Izik's been waking up every hour (hour and a half, give or take) in the wee hours of the morning. I thought I could at least buy sleeping time by giving him formula at around 2:00 a.m. last night but that hasn't worked. He was still up at 2:58, 3:30 and 5:40 a.m. I'm going to lose my mind!

Izik: "I have a plan, mommy. The plan is to not let you sleep." 

Tuesday, July 16, 2013


Malik may have moved on to Turbo already (showing in theaters this week, by the way) but I'm still not over Minion mania. We've been handing Malik a Minion a day. Well, "handing" isn't exactly how I would describe our ritual. It's been more like "We've been making him look for the MOTD (Minion Of The Day)". It's been fun. The thrill is in the anticipation anyway.

"Look inside your school bag, Malik." 
 I love these moments. I wonder how long it'll take before Malik stops being our giddy little man.

More pictures after the jump.

Monday, July 15, 2013

We have a roller

Izik is now able to turn from back to tummy and vice-versa. He still doesn't like tummy time but for some reason, especially when he's fussy, we find him in this position a lot.

"Whatcha lookin' at?"
Last night Pao had to flip Izik over as soon as he saw that Izik was sleeping on his tummy. We've seen Izik turn from tummy to back a couple of times but we're not too confident with his skills yet to allow him to sleep in a prone position. He'll have to wait a little while longer.

"I can..."
" this. Ugh."

Saturday, July 13, 2013

That was easy

Earlier this year, we started weaning Malik from the bottle. We would have done it earlier, except that he's stressed enough with a new member in the family coming. We wouldn't want to add to the stress by taking away all of his bottles.

Malik will throw a fit if he sees this picture. Hehe
As soon as Izik was born, Malik drank milk from his bottle only at night before going to bed. This wasn't fine by him. He threw tantrums. Sometimes, he'd cry like the end of the world at his attempts to get us to give him his bottle before his afternoon nap. I never gave in. Well, I rarely did. This rule went on for quite some time until Malik started going to school.

One random day, I jokingly asked Malik if he wanted me to put milk in a bottle in his school bag so he can drink milk from the bottle in school. Malik vehemently objected, and I mean he did this with such passion. He apparently knew that it wasn't "appropriate" for a child his age to be drinking milk from the bottle anymore. (His tag line nowadays is "I'm not a baby!")

At around 3 years and 7 months, Malik all of a sudden stopped asking milk from the bottle. He instead insisted that we give him milk "sa glass". In fact, we may, with Malik's blessing, give his bottles to Izik already.

Kuyang kuya na talaga si Kuya.
That was easy.

Friday, July 12, 2013

I'm baaaaccckkkk!

For some reason today, I said to myself (I really said this to myself. Out loud.) : "I think I'm going to revive my old blog." So I logged on to this account, uploaded a test blog post, and lo and behold, the damn thing worked! So despite having said that I'm migrating to my new blog, I'm happy to say - I'm baaaackkkk!

You will find that I have imported the posts from my new (but now old) blog here. I'm sorry for making you bookmark so many pages. I'm a woman. I have the license to be fickle-minded. 

In my cart

It may just be because we're second-time parents, but it seems that taking care of Izik is relatively easier than how it was with Malik.

Malik to Izik: "I object."
I say "relative" because I'm still as sleep-deprived as the next parent but when compared to our experience when Malik was a baby, Izik's baby-hood feels like a field day (again, relatively). Izik sleeps longer at night. He doesn't cry so much. And since he's not as heavy, it's easier to carry him around.

"I'm sexy and I know it."
There are things that we did differently this time. They may have helped so I'd like to share them here. In no particular order -

Thursday, July 11, 2013


I panicked the other day as I was looking for yet more minions. The friendly neighborhood McDonalds server said I only had until July 10 (yesterday) to get my grubby hands on them.  So naturally, I moved heaven and earth to collect all nine. 

Stuart the one-eyed minion holds a special place in my heart. Malik asked that we get him first.
We went to at least four McDonald's stores one weekend but all minions were sold out.
I got Stuart from an officemate. It was fate. Malik calls Stuart "Papuy".
Yipee yey!
We've so far given three to Malik. I hid them inside Malik's school bag, his sock drawer and our cabinet. I don't know who had more fun - Malik who was hunting for the minions, or myself while pretending I had no idea how they got where they were. Heehee

Here's Malik playing with his minions before bed time last night.
He has 6 now. He doesn't know we have more, hidden nga lang.  Sssshhh.
In other news, Izik's being adorable as always. He knows how to play with us now. For the first 3 months, all he ever did was sleep, poop, cry and drink milk. Now he likes looking around.

Why so serious, Izikoy?
He especially likes it when we move his arms and legs.

Our playtime repertoire: "Shake body body dancer,"
"Head and shoulders, knees and toes," and
Izik's all-time favorite "Copacobana"
It's time to bring out ye ole toys.

Izik's starting to discover his hands and feet.
He stares at his hands when he's not otherwise occupied with reaching for his toys.

Friday, July 5, 2013

Lesson learned

On Wednesday, Malik left his bag at home. Yaya ended up buying Zest-o and SkyFlakes for him from the peddlers outside his school so he wouldn't feel left out during snack time.

So yesterday, Malik looked for his bag as soon as he woke up and held on to it everywhere he went. He wouldn't let it out of his sight even when Yaya was putting his snacks inside. That, my friends, is one hard lesson learned.

Thursday, July 4, 2013

All about nursing

Congratulations are in order. As of yesterday, I've officially been nursing Izik for a week more than I did Malik. That's 4 months plus plus for you. Yey.

Doesn't that smile just make nursing worth it?
It hasn't been easy. I get recurring milk blisters that make breastfeeding very painful. They go away on their own after some time but for some reason, I develop them again. Tiis-tiis lang when that happens. I tell myself it's just one of the things that mothers have to put up with for the love of their children.

Also, my milk supply noticeably decreased as soon as I started going back to work. I've been desperately trying to maintain my supply at least. It's still decreasing as we speak, but I like to keep the faith. So far, here's what I do.

Wednesday, July 3, 2013

The wheels on the bus

I had the pleasure of bringing Malik to school yesterday. Malik was as excited as I was, seeing that it was the first time that I'd get to ride the school bus with him. He normally would dilly dally in the morning before waking up. But yesterday, Malik took no time at all. All I had to do was to say "Wake up, honey. Mommy's riding the school bus with you" and he was in the bathroom getting ready before I could even bat an eyelash.

Here's our happy trooper.
After bringing Malik to his classroom, I stayed for a few minutes to take pictures of Malik's school projects. Here's one where the kids tell the teacher how they spent their summer.

Most of the kids remember swimming pools and going to the mall.
Here's Malik's answer. Sa totoo lang, we didn't get to take Malik anywhere nifty this summer because we were busy taking care of Izik who was just a teeny newborn. Most days we were just holed up in our room, watching TV, and waiting for the sun to go down a little so Malik could play outside. But we're happy Malik imagined he went to the forest. We didn't even know he knew what a forest was! 
This I particularly liked. Hehe
In celebration of Rizal day, the kids asked Dr. Jose Rizal questions. 

My favorite question, apart from Malik's? Chase's, of course.

On our way home Malik insisted that I not go to work the next day. His exact words were "No work tomorrow, okay?". I felt heartbroken. I wish I could spend my days like I did yesterday. But well, bills have to be paid. Taking Malik to school, fetching him, and dressing him up would have to remain an occasional privilege in the meantime.

Monday, July 1, 2013

A sentence (or two) a day

Izik's grown a lot since I last posted.

Izik at 3 months, 3 weeks and 4 days. His forehead is decidedly mine. :)
I've been watching him grow every day before my eyes and I can't help but think of how it was when Malik was still a wee-baby. I wrote about every single thing that Malik did no matter how uneventful. Now that Malik's all grown-up, I like to go back to those blog entries and grin at the thought that once upon a time, Malik wasn't so kulit.

We bought Malik these goggles so he can pretend to be a pilot. 
I've been busy, you see. It turns out, being a parent to two kids is as stressful as being a parent to three (or four, or five). I rarely find time for myself. Today, for example, I got my hair colored over lunch break at work! So necessarily, a few of my daily activities would have to be sacrificed - one of which is this blog.

I will try to post about the boys at least once each day - the goal being to document their lives and to an extent, my life. I know I've said this before and have not been able to meet my commitment with success. But I'm willing to give it another go. Shall we?

Izik: "Yes! Let's do this, mommy."
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