Day 183 of 365 days: October 3, 2012

Dear Jam and Jelly,

I was really ready to dose off. For real, I WAS already asleep and I was dreaming that my HollywoodFX GLAM babies became professional jazz dancer and they were - wow! Dancing! Then my own stressed sleeping forced me to wake up. Thank God! Otherwise, I would miss another day to write here.

Now with Jam home, I had an excuse to stay longer in bed after Ate Josel fetched Jelly to go downstairs. But even Jam and I woke up too soon when Jam urged me with "Mommy want please wiwis". I couldn't stand another deluge of pee in bed! Aside from the scent of ammonia it brings, it's just so darn nasty to wet the bed. You have been doing this quite frequently recently Jam. Like yesterday...? 

When you and I went down Jam, Jelly had already taken a bath and was in your old ELLE Poupon sailor dress. I was (figuratively) scratching my brain because I don't recall having taken a picture of you in it. So much for boasting last night that at least everyday I get to submit a then and now photo of the two of you wearing the same dress. An idea struck me though when Jam and I were getting ready for the Novena. Why not dress you both in sailor dresses? So I took out Jam's new sailor dress and snapped a shot with the two of you. Before that, I have been snapping shots of you both. I wanted to take a photo of your feet but Jelly was struggling and Jam was preoccupied with playing - so I wasn't successful taking a photo. 

Even more so, when I took a photo of you both in your sailor dresses Jam was too whiny about Jelly's saliva getting on her dress and Jelly kept squinting when the flash went off. Oh well, I did try. The digital camera I am handling now isn't as refined and nearly professional as our Cybershot. Problem is, I cannot find that camera, which Daddy left to me. It's this move to this house, the arranging and rearranging that has made it a problem. I can't seem to trace where I put it.

After Jelly was settled, sleeping and satisfied with Mommy time - which consists of me smothering you Jelly, something you do not like when you are sleepy. When I smother your cheeks, you attempt to bite my nose, to which ensues nothing but failure for lack of - or absence thereof, teeth. Heheh! You look so cute when you growl and have a go at my nose which results to nothing more but slobbering. Back to my train of thought, after Jelly Bean was settled - you and I, Jam were on our way to CDeO. 

I promised Jam that I would buy you ballet flats. I feel like between the two of us, it's just me who sees the usefulness and the cuteness of the shoes when you do nothing but shake your head and pull away from the shoe rack. I forgot about the shoes and we proceeded to buy Jelly's 6 months Celebrations cake at Dessert Strip. I was kinda disappointed but had to deal with it anyway when the attendant failed to realize the text I wanted to appear on the cake. I specifically noted "Happy 6 Month Jelly Bean". I don't know what was going on in her head that she kept insisting I added more text, which is not what I wanted thus the text on the cake now reads "6th Month Happy Jelly Bean". What? It's a good thing I am a nice customer but I was deeply frustrated for Jelly's half-year cake. Thankfully you said "Mommy, where man name nako?" that instead of "From Mommy" at the bottom of the greeting text as the attendant suggested (which I was not amendable to since the cake came from Mommy and Daddy), it now has a "From" line, saying "From Jam". Err well, ellipses, smiley face. Okay, looks like a kid's doodle but in a way, it looks like it was written in your hand Jam and that is for you Jelly.

To keep you in your seat today Jam, I bought you that cooking set which I promised you the first day of Novena. You were a little more behaved this time but you were sitting on my lap 98% of the time. Better that though than having you run around. We had dinner at Kagay-anon where Father Bong noted how you have grown so big and beautifully when once you were (Father Bong points to my tummy) "Just here". You were doing that yapping thing again when you get flattered. It's not a pretty sight because you make a literal dog yapping sound. I hope that won't stick to a mannerism, it looks kinda retarded and I was often tagged "kinda retarded" when I was young. Oh boy! History repeats, eh?

On our way home, in the taxi, you told Mamilou "Wala man ka uban sa kang Tatap sa taxi gabii, mingaw man si Tatap sa imo". Awh!! According to Mamilou "Makabayad naman akong apo". Well yeah, if you were a little more behaved - minus your "Tsk", crossing your arms, and sulking when you don't get what you want. To avoid ugly instances where I get to spank or pinch you BIG TIME - I just give in to what you want. Like tonight when we got home, you insisted that we showed Jelly the cake. You also insisted that it was yours and you will start eating it even if Jelly turns 6 months on October 4th. That is official at 3 AM! Wow! That long already? A couple of days to sleep and Daddy will be home soon!

xOx,

P.S. Did I mention that I saw Daddy upload a picture of him in Facebook where he stood on the...Great Wall of China. No, on the wall itself! Today, despite the difficulty to go online, he managed to say thank you to my comment on one of his photos. That's me, tickled by the smallest gestures and ecstatic with the biggest!!!

Random shots in the morning; Jelly in Mommy time and Jam in the background playing with her cookery

Epic fail attempts to reenact a photo with Daddy's, Mommy's, and Jam's feet. I don't like the photographic finish of the HP cam but I have to contend with it.

Jelly checking out Jam's swaaaagg!!!

Jam waiting for the cake to finish!

Coz Jam insisted we brought the cake out and that Jelly would be awake to see it. 

Oh yeah, the text on the cake I was talking about ; what do you make of it?

Jelly invades the cooking set that we bought earlier and Jam is tickled watching her sister have a go at the toys!

Day 182 of 365 days: October 2, 2012

Dear Jam and Jelly,

Jam is home! We are so complete now, the two of you had a reuniting talk when we arrived from Novena. Okay, before I get way ahead of myself, let me start when our day began.

Another early morning cuddle for you and me Jelly Bean. Then we both proceeded downstairs at 7 AM to join Mamilou, Ate Jajai and Ate Josel eating breakfast. Early for me, I know. Had Jam been around,l I would still have stayed in bed with her. So just you and I, we went down to find Mu-mo still in sentry duty on top of the HP printer. Mu-mo is so ready for Jam. Without further ado, I gave you a bath and put you into the watermelon jumpsuit Jam first wore at 9 months (October 11, 2009 to be exact) when she was sick with something similar to rotavirus. Igit-igit, you know. I made one of those then and now photos of the two of you. It has been at least everyday now as Jelly can fit into some clothes Jam has worn a bit later in her infant months. Oh well, the two of you are your own versions of cute. I know some people can't help but compare but if they come to think of it, the two of you are cute!

After I got to lull you to sleep, Jelly, I attended to myself and got ready to fetch Jam for my promised date with her. It was her first cinema experience in Limketkai with "Hotel Transylvania" which I am not afraid to admit over and over again  - it is a cool movie! All of my favorite comedians are character voices. It is most definitely a movie I am gonna buy a DVD of for reviewing - over and over again. Lol. 

Jam, did you really enjoy it? I know you kept saying you did and you did say "Want please one more" after we finished the whole movie. Although I knew you had to have an adjustment period, what with your first time to get into the cinema. On our way in the hallway, you stopped after you took a peek and said "Dili ko sa anana. Hadlok ko sa anana" I took you up, carried you and told you not to be afraid. You looked at the curtains, the dirty vents, and every dark nook. Later on, when the movie started, you warmed up. What was unfortunate happened after the movie. On our way to exit, you said you wanted to pee. Sure enough before I could even close the cubicle door in the little ladies' room, you peed in your panty. So much for diaper training! Well you did it again at Kagay-anon Restaurant where we had dinner after the Novena. You also did it in the front yard just before we could reach our porch. No, I didn't scold you. I reminded you. BUT you did get accosted for yapping around before the novena. You were a bit difficult when we were so serious with the Rosary, you were "a scream" louder than Jelly. After things were explained to you, you allowed yourself to sit on either my lap or Mamilou's. You even sang "Amen. Amen." for the blessing of the host and wine - loud as you can that even as I moved the microphone farther, your voice can still be heard. You were okay a little later.

We came home to blackout, though. In Opol, we found out that the whole rural line from Opol to Initao had blacked out since 6:30 PM due to a felled electric post caused by the strange strong winds. Wow! Times are getting creepier. Jelly, you and Ate Josel were already here in the tent to sleep. Ate Josel had to put you in for fear mosquitoes might bite you without the fan on. So it was still dark and quiet when Jam and Jelly reunited. Jam, you are so excited to see Jelly. Something I haven't expected. You kissed her forehead, then her nose, and her cheek and even me to do so as well. You fanned her manually, took her picture and even spoke to her despite Jelly's insignificant sound-making. The two of you looked precious!

While waiting for the light to come back, Jam, you looked up the ceiling and said "Father please balik na ang light kay wala ko sa fan ug si Baby Sister." I do understand that and God must have, too. You repeated that and after waiting for some 20 minutes, the electricity was back. Good job Big Sister!

I love you both!

xOx

P.S. Daddy is in China. He posted a photo of him standing (yabang) on (really) the Great Wall! We haven't heard from him yet but I hope soon!

Mu-mo in sentry duty as usual,waiting for Jam to come home

Jelly Bean, the watermelon baby. nom. nom. nom

This is what I caught in the internet cafe to fetch Jam

After the movie, a litte Luv Pony ride

A big wet one for the big little sister

A responsible Ate fans her Baby Sister manually

Hah! The two are posing!

Photo by Jam

Photo by Mommy <3

Day 181 of 365 days: October 1, 2012

Dear Jam and Jelly,

Goodbye September! Hullo October! Here comes the Halloween Season preparations. Ooooh I wish I can get the two of you to a Halloween Costume Competition. I have so many ideas! Jam could be Tigger and Jelly could be Pooh. Or Jam could be a kitten and Jelly could be a tiny mouse. Or Jam can go as a strawberry and Jelly can go as an apple. Sweet! Lol. But alas! We live far now and we don't have the luxury of traveling to and from CDeO.

Anyway, Jam is still in Carmen. I miss you so much Ichigo! Although, when I stuck to my promise to call you tonight for goodnight, you wouldn't answer Mamala's phone. So no, I didn't get to talk to you. It seems you were throwing a tantrum over something that you wanted which everyone from Ninong Poloy to Mamala, to Ate Ritchell seem obliged to give you. "Ok, sige lang, bili tayo, kuha ako ng money." Tsk tsk tsk. Naughty head indeed. Well Jelly and I miss you so much. Early in the morning, we woke up to see Mu-mo, your watch cat sitting on top of the printer to greet us, just like any old watch cat. 

So it was just you and I Jelly. We both woke up at the same time. We cuddled, played for a while in bed, called everyone's name at home only to be greeted by silence. We went down, had a breakfast of red plum. You loved it. Well, you love anything you can swallow, even non-edible stuff, like my hand. Not long, Ate Josel arrived. I gave you a bath while she was getting ready to assume guardianship over you and after bath, I dressed you up in Jam's dress which she got to wore at 8 or 9 months. It is an understatement to say that you are truly "Jumbo's" daughter. 

It was drizzling earlier today. I had fears that our experience with the Novena every year would happen again - I am talking about the rain. Really heavy rain and the weather didn't look promising so I didn't run the risk of getting you and Ate Josel drenched. I let the two of you home alone. I proceeded with a little promise to a friend and mentor, Sir Benjie S. Manuel. It would not suffice to say he is popular in CDeO - he is a well-loved Couturier, Fashion Designer and now a mogul for the perfume business. I sat for a couple of minutes with Sir Benjie and interviewed him for his feature in our OH!nline Mag, INgrata. Happy to take home three of his ten initial scents, I proceeded to Limketkai. Well, what is new in October? That's my BSM scent and a new pair of Bench OJ! I really needed new jeans and Daddy said to always take care of myself and if we had extra money, I should take are myself with it. Hence, the shopping for thineself!

By the way, Ate Jajai and I snacked on Maki. Woop! Woop! Japanese food! We heart it! Today is the Feast of Saint Therese of the Child Jesus. The message is to be childlike. I followed Father Gil's advise and asked Mamilou to buy me a Kitkat Thick White Chocolate. What else is new? Aside from Jam's naughty head and Jelly's screaming? That would be all. Thank you.

xOx,

P.S. Haven't heard much from Daddy

Mu-mo in sentry duty to greet us a good morning

A breakfast of a red plum

The very dress Jam wore at 8 (or 9, I dunno) months

A little sneak preview of what happened during my interview with Sir Benjie S. Manuel earlier

Maki! Itadakemasu ^^

To take home all these BSM scents...oh my!

Day 180 of 365 days; September 30, 2012

Dear Jam and Jelly,

I miss you Jam. Although you are so difficult to deal with at times, you are always missed whenever you sleepover at Mamala's. Jelly misses you so much she has been crying in her sleep and wouldn't stop unless I mentioned your name. I had to put your pillow beside her to lull her to sleep, it must have your scent, the pillow. I wanted to call you but it was a little late when we retired to bed and what with Ate Josel on a day off, I don't have extra hands to help me with a couple of chores. I remembered that Mamala would tell me you turn in early for the night. So I will call tomorrow before sleep just to say goodnight and I love you, Pumpkin Head I!

Today, we had to wake up early for mass. It is also the third day of the Novena to Our Lady of Manaoag. As usual Jelly, you were a scream. What more when you delivered your stinky bowel movement after two constipated days. I refused to put in a suppository lest you get too used to it and your body won't do the effort it needs to move your bowels. Let's skip that talk, I am sure if you are big enough reading this, I would be embarrassing you. It makes me wonder whatever did I write on Jam's journal? I can only recall so much.

We went to Savemore to get some groceries and I am happy to say that we did doubles for Jam. So in 2009 I have been carrying around a camera and took a photo with me and Jam in front of Green Haven Restaurant's Buddha statue, which we did today Jelly. Then at Savemore Ate Jajai, realizing you were getting too heavy to carry around, placed you in the cart's piggy back compartment. Or whatever it is called. Also, in 2009 when Jam was 9 months, she had her first cart ride in SM Mall. The only difference is that Jam didn't need to be assisted while Jelly had to be since she is barely six months and couldn't sit by herself. Ate Jajai reports that when she attempted to take Jelly out of the compartment, you were crying that you didn't want to leave the cart, Jelly. 

It is International Seafarer's Day today! All kudos and salutations to Daddy and his fellow seafarers. We all pray for them, their kind of work and their safety. Speaking of Daddy, in terms of safety - he finally appeared online earlier today. He said that he stabbed himself with a knife. Hadn't he elaborated that he stabbed his hand, I would have gone over my head. Last year, he had a little accident, too. That was a bit worse because while cleaning their ship of rust, a shrapnel of rusted metal got into his eye. He looked like a pirate with his eye patch but that is not a laughing matter. 

Like I said, Jelly was screaming her lungs out in the evening. This was after I took photos of Ate Jajai, my model for the cover of this month's INgrata. We went to sleep but then Jelly started crying. Then Jelly started crying real bad that Mamilou had to beg me to come down and give you a bath. It worked but I just felt that it is the psychic connection between Daddy who stabbed his own hand and Jam who is not here. 

I love you both, until next.

xOx,

Taking a photo in front of Green Haven Restaurant's Buddha, according to Ate Jajai, Jelly's ancestor - well, yeah HAHAHA. Jam and I did this in 2009, too!

Reenactment galore! After Jam's first cart ride in 2009. Here Ate Jajai supports Jelly who cannot sit by herself yet...well, when that happens...

One of the games that lull Jelly to sleep - Fashion Week Live on Facebook. Looks like you and Jam are going to be Fashionistas like Mommy and Ate Jajai huh?

Peaceful at last, hugging Jam's pillow of hearts

Day 179 of 365 days: September 29, 2012

Dear Jam and Jelly, 

You are parted by necessity today. Jam, you had to be left in the care of Mamala because Ate Josel is going home tomorrow and I won't have an extra hand with Jelly around. But you seem to enjoy it and Mamala is always so receptive to having you around. She even volunteered that you stayed until Tuesday even when I offered to pick you up on Monday. You know it's twice today since last night when someone thought me to be younger than my age. Last night when we went to La Vetta and bought ice cream, the waitress asked me if you were my sister. HAHA! Imagine that. Today, in the jeep on our way to Mamala, we rode with a distant relative who kept comparing me to a cousin who is younger than I am. She kept confirming "Wasn't she older than you?". Well, Mommy is having fun over that and YOU had fun with your jeepney ride. All eyes on you and then we dropped off at Jollibee to try out the according to you "Cripsy" aka "Crispy" Chicken Wings for your lunch. Then we proceeded to Mamala where she reported about how you fared the last time you were there. They said you were a naughty head. They had to force the cough syrup to you in however way they can just so you could drink it. That is without you having to flick it to waste it away. Mamala says you never listen to her. She just wouldn't raise her voice like I would, I guess you're a little spoiled there, aren't you? What's more? The grape man, a vendor who frequents Mamala came by before I left and with you eating the bag of grapes before it was even bought, Mamala just had to buy it off him. Well, I'm starting to miss you already - you naughty head, you!

After dropping Jam off, I took a quick visit to the wake of your Tita Dane's daddy. I learned that he died after suffering years of liver cerosis. I didn't want her to go through all that but she seemed okay talking about it. She said that Tito Edward Van was the first HFX GLAM family member who visited - but got the best of it when Tita Dane reprimanded him for drinking so young. She says her dad started with the vices of drinking and smoking at the age of 14. May God/Allah rest his soul. 

Jelly, you just woke up with that cry of yours. It's as if someone tore your heart apart. I just have a feeling that you have this bond with Jam. You always look for her and it seems that the smallest effort Jam can afford to make you smile, you laugh so hard without ado. Today in church, everything was just as novel to you as it was yesterday. The textures, when you see our shirt, whoever is holding you, you look at it then make all the effort to rub your cute little hand on it. The sights, your eyes were just everywhere. The sounds, the tiniest clatter of the ceremonial bells made you want to look around even if it was a tad difficult for you. The people, where a nun who attended the Novena couldn't help but wave at you. At the end of the mass, she had to go to you and say goodbye with a little pinch. She couldn't stand you, who could? You could be such a darling when you smile but you could be vile when your eyebrows meet. Proof would be how you screamed at Mamilou in the middle of the mass when she tried to cuddle you, you didn't want to be in her arms today - and Ate Jajai's, too. In fact, you didn't want to be in Ate Josel's arms too when you saw her wearing her eyeglasses. 

Today is the Feast of the Archangels. I learned that the word "evangelism" came from the Greek "euangelion", which became the Latin "evangelion". The word means "a reward for the messenger of a good word." This is where the word "angel" came from as angels are seen to be "messengers of a good word". That's a fun fact. I really enjoy word origins and I am glad to hear this from mass. 

We had dinner at LKK's Japanes restaurant - Ramen Tei. The food was awesome and Jelly, you wouldn't protest as you made your taste test on the ramen as you did with the shrimp soup from Green Haven last night. You were a scream as usual. I can only imagine Mamala, Jam, to be chasing you around. I hope your appetite would improve like you did before we moved here to Molugan because your Mamilou is nagging me about your weight again. Tough.

On an even sadder note, I haven't heard from Daddy. Not since last night when we arrived from the Novena. Tonight, he appears to be online in Facebook but he hasn't responded to my buzz. I hope he is alright. I miss him so much.

Signing off,

Jam at Jollibee to take out some lunch, refused to pose again and gave her back to me

Dropped this off to Mr. Macapagal's wake

Dinner at Ramen Tei. Ate Jajai and I love Japanese food so much, we fit right in here

Itadakemasu! (right?)

The little Japanese girl fitting right into the venue, well Jam is Korean lol 

A little feel good addition to the evening ambiance

Day 178: September 28, 2012

Dear Jam and Jelly,

It is the first day of the Novena for Our Devotion to Our Lady of Manaoag. 
This has been a tradition in the family, which Mamilou and Ate Jajai began years back and this is their 5th year. I was in Manila in the first year so this makes it my 4th year. This will be Jam's 3rd year and Jelly, this will be your first. 

I am very happy to be part of this year's devotion when I thought having two of you now will restrict me from doing so. Thank God, I am still allowed to do so tagging you both along. Although it has proven to be quite a challenge.

Initially, Jam was supposed to be left home with Ate Josel. Well, you are the hyperactive, Jam and I am sorry to say that you did get pinched! I warned you, that's what I keep saying. We had an agreement that if you would not stay in your seat and behave, you will be sorry. Also, as arranged, I didn't buy you the kitchen set which is to be your reward should you keep to yourself during the ceremonies. Mamilou scolded me after she found out my means of disciplining you. She told me that I should just speak to you but I told her "You know Jam. She listens now, later on, it's as if she was never spanked." It is true Jam even I feel bad sometimes to be so hard on you. You are just so difficult sometimes but that doesn't mean I love you less. My heart breaks whenever I lay my hands on you. I did have a promise not to hurt you but desperate times call for desperate measures. I just pray that this doesn't have to be all the time. 

Jelly, you were a scream! Well, twice at least and Mamilou and Ate Jajai found it so cute they begged Ate Josel to let you scream again. Like, what? You fell asleep during the ceremonies but it took awhile. Tita Taltal was there who doted on you much-ly. Tito Jim was also there but they didn't get to stay with errands in their list. 

Today's mass celebrated the first day of the countdown to the feast and the Feast of Saint Lorenzo Ruiz. He is the first Filipino saint and first Filipino martyr who insisted to keep his faith despite torture. He was asked by his torturers if he would renounce his faith if they chose to let him live. But Lorenzo Ruiz showed great faith and love by saying that even if he had a thousand lives, he would offer all of it to God. He braved this and his torture and had to die a horrible death - which was of course duly rewarded. 

Dinner was fun. Thank God I know how to maneuver chopsticks. With Jelly in one hand, I can manage to spoonfed err chopstick-feed Jam who was a good big girl to eat a bit more than expected. Jelly on the other hand was still a scream. You were screaming because you wanted to eat, too. We could only afford to give you the soup since the rest of the food would not be good for you yet. On the way home, we dropped by La Vetta to buy FIC, an ice cream Ate Jajai and I first encountered in Manila. This is the very venue where the concierge asked Mommy if you Jam were my sister. Hahahahaha! I had a real laugh, the woman was apologizing for thinking so. I told her she didn't have to be sorry for I was thankful she thought that. Could Mommy be looking younger? Hahah! Wait till Daddy hears.

Unfortunately, our camera battery died off so we had to make do with my phone cam, which isn't as good. Ate Jajai took out the charger from her last traveling bag and has gotten the camera on charge.Yay! Photos tomorrow :)

So what's going to happen tomorrow? Jam, you will have to stay with Mamala because Ate Josel is going home for a couple of days. And Jelly, cooperate, it's just going to be you and me. 

Time to join you in bed, you two look so inviting to cuddle to sleep.

Love,

P.S. I miss Daddy so bad.

Jam poses and Jelly doses off at West Concourse LKK before the Novena

The designer gives a new look to the flower arrangements this year, more photos tomorrow

We passed by La Vetta and bought this exciting pack of licorice and gummy candies!

The Life with Apple Jelly Bean

Dear Jam...and JELLY!

I didn't get to finish the countdown. But here we are - a trio, soon to be a quartet when Daddy comes home. 

This entry however will talk about what happened the day Jelly was born.That is on April 4, 2012. Merely two days before Daddy's birthday. In fact, 13 days until Jelly was actually due, who was supposed to come out on the 17th of April.

This much I owe to the new member of our little home. I was rather prompt when Jam was born and I want to be fair with you both.

A FLASHBACK

Just like when you were on the way, Jam, I really didn't think it was time. Yes, the contractions began at 9 AM, similarly, which was stimulated when Daddy texted. It had been a couple of days since Daddy was abroad without a word, having no signal at all and then on April 4th, we had word from Daddy. Then the tiny (uhmm an understatement owing to Jelly's gestational size) life began to stir. 

Most of my friends were expecting for me and thought I was pretty much on the way. While I was literally bearing with the weight which is Jelly-in-my-belly, I was still travelling to work and play. A couple of days before delivery, Ate Jajai and I traveled to Manolo Fortich to host Miss Manolo Fortich, second time this year with Tito Ryan. Days later, I met up with co-hosts from TV Tita Nicole, Tito Viel, Tito BJ, Tita Elle and Tita Ann - for a litter dinner and then some cake. 

This is why my Facebook status on the morning of April 4th got mixed reactions. People were wondering how I can still manage to laugh it off - when in fact I was having the contractions. It was bearable, for a little while. But in the afternoon, it was painful as hell. I say this reference in comparison to Jam's delivery, which wasn't as painful. I have to say, your way out in the world Jelly, really tore my innards. 

My waltzing continued until Mamilou decided at 12 AM that I should get my ass moving to the lying-in clinic. We had help from your Tito Gon who was quick to  the rescue in accompanying me and your Ate Jajai. He bore witness to the birth of - as Tito Gon happily calls you "The Viking Baby". Viking Baby indeed. It felt like Thor coming out of my bowels with the Mjolnir - did I spell that right? I am talking about the huge hammer Thor carries around. 

So, in the lying in. I was initially examined to be seen as not fully dilated. I was like "WHAT? I AM READY TO GIVE BIRTH! ARE YOU KIDDING ME?". I really was ready to give birth but my body wasn't ready and it was protesting what with my blood pressure going up to 130/100. Wow! I've never had BP like that. The nurse was yapping that I should be sent to the hospital across the street. And what? Go on C-Section and pay lots for it when I can deliver normally? I told the nurse to give me ten minutes and she can check my BP. True enough and thank God for answering my prayer, my pressure was good enough for NSVD. But they say I wasn't dilated enough for the DR.

What ensued between 1 AM until I gave birth to Jelly was literal heaven and hell. Mommy was screaming expletives and then calling God at the same time. Hey, it happens! Jelly was squirming inside like she was a living vacuum cleaner. I had to plead the nurses to deliver me because I was so tired. I was crying, screaming, bleeding, dying. Yes, that bad.

Now the difference here is that having Jam was a little luxurious. We were in the hospital that though it was a budget delivery, I was treated like a customer. In the lying-in, the nurses were OK but they were a bit lax with attendance and reception. Or maybe they were just intimidated, I had to beg them to hook me up on the IV and put me on the delivery bed, call the doctor, "I am so ready to get this out!!!". 

Thank God after a riot, Jelly, formerly Ducky, came to join us at 3 AM. Rightly so, she was crying like a duckling where Jam screamed like a kitten upon delivery. Your Ate Jajai and Tito Gon agreed that Baby Ducky was born quacking, red like an apple, and heavy like Daddy. The little (big) bundle of joy was 9.04 lbs heavy and 54 cm tall. What was funny though is that the first thing that I looked for was Jelly's nose. When Jamjam was born, it was the first thing I noticed, "Wow! She has nose. Like Daddy." and then Jelly "Wow! It's my nose. This is most definitely like Mommy."

Jelly, apple red, jaundiced actually was already strong on her neck and ready to take on the world like a true Viking Baby. 

In the morning of April 4th, 2012 - our first visitor was Mamala. She was looking at your nose too and said that it was a Bongay trait. Hehehe. Then Jam must get the Vedrero side. Later, Jam arrives to meet for the first time the little (huge) life she used to call on my belly with "Ayo! Ayo! Baby brothez". Initially, she Jam didn't consider Jelly yet. But I was prepared for this after I read a book that said it was okay. It's normal. Jam was preoccupied with skittering around and had her thumb cut on the door. It was her first for medical attention because she was sent to the nurse for cleaning and fixing. She wore her bandage like a proof of her battle scar. Cute!

Speaking of nurses, I have one bad experience before we left. Mommy was so tired and disoriented that I could barely protest at the morning shift nurse who insisted that it was alright to remove the chord clamp. She removed it anyway despite my hesitation. This is why now Jelly's navel is quite raw and still healing. Tito Doc was infuriated when I told him on our visit to his clinic. But bygones be bygones and charging that to experience, the important thing is, Jam and Jelly are alive and safe. 

On a funny note, since Mommy was not herself all this time, we forgot the mittens! We had to make do with the socks that we brought hahaha

In the afternoon, models from HollywoodFX GLAM, Tita Vani, Tita Elaine came to visit carrying with them a wonderful surprise of flowers and and gifts! This is thanks to Tita Nash with the help of the others. Then it was in the evening that Mamilou finally met you. 

The journey begins here...

Love, 

April 2, 2012 with my friends from TV Viel, Nicole, Elle, Ann, and BJ - who joked that I would probably deliver anytime soon.

4:27 AM, April 4, 2012

4:14 PM, April 4, 2012 (L-R) Ate Josel, Tita Elaine, Ate Jajai, Tita Vanessa

Jam carries (more like poses with) the roses from the HollywoodFX GLAM models, handed by Tita Elaine.