3 More Days

And our grand birthday celebration for all 3 of us will happen... but our toddler is sick with coughs and colds and Mommy is driven crazy by his tantrums.

May I be more gentle... and patient... and loving... and efficient :D Now, I shall order our food.

Adoption

While at a breastfeeding mission last Monday, in the midst of giving away the last of my son's old clothes, I was approached by a grandmother who held up her beautiful granddaughter, fair skinned and peacefully sleeping in her arms, and asked me to her grandchild, whose father is already dead. The baby girl couldn't be older than 2 months and looked healthy enough. I bit my lip and smiled and just told the grandma to take care of the baby because she looks so precious.

Inside, I started to tear up already. Such things cannot help but break a mother's heart. Then the grandma approached me again to appeal her cause, "sige na mam, ampunin nyo na sya... kawawa naman, sa inyo na, patay na tatay nya.... andun yung nanay nya, kausapin na natin para makuha nyo na sya"

All I could was smile as I shook my head and walked away.

It was especially ironic that hubs and I are trying and hoping for a baby girl. We're not that desperate for one, and another baby boy would be equally loved and welcome, but we really hope to be blessed with a baby girl. So yeah, it's one of those moments that's really sad so of course, I shed tears while telling about it to my fellow LATCHers.

I know that child's future is questionable, at that evacuation center. And I know that i'd somehow feel forevr guilty that I essentially rejected a child. Going in these missions, you give of your time and service, but there are just some things you can't give, you can't cure, you can't mend...

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Hubby was very comforting when I told him. Then that night, I dreamt that hubs was given a child older by several months than Yakee. It was a boy and he couldn't say 'no' to the appeal for adoption because the boy was deaf so he brought the little boy home. In the dream, I was concerned because I didn't want to remove Yakee's eldest child status. The adopted baby we called SITH (Star Wars, hello).

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It's not that we're against adoption. We are open to the idea if we're really not going to be blessed with more kids. But we're also not like other couples who have already chosen to adopt rather than bear children so adoption is something we will decide upon, talk about, explore, and consult authorities with. It's not a road we'd take just because somebody thrusts a child our way, no matter how beautiful.

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I will always be praying for that girl though.

My Unhelpful Husband

The mommy moment is here in its entirety.

Anyway, I texted hubs about it, saying that I was crying, that our baby is a boy na talaga and all that... and how drama I was when it was only two years worth of memories that am remembering while sorting out his clothes.

He first texted me back, "Mwah"

Then he texted me, "Isipin mo na lang how you'd feel pag papamigay mo clothes ko after I die."

So I texted him back, "Tadeu ka pala eh... show me the money!!!"

Yup.. we have a very sick sense of humor sometimes. But drat my darling husband, now I can't get the thought away from my mind... of someday having to do just that (or him having to do that if I go first). Sigh. Where do I even start and stop with the memories, the loving thoughts, the hopes and dreams? Life doesn't seem like much of a life anymore until I got married and had a family of my own in him. So I really can't imagine not being with him. Ever.

Yakee in Pigtails

What prompted me to have his hair cut.

Birthday in Pictures

Terri-Yakee and the Family

Yakee woke up yesterday crying and in a bad mood. No amount of whispered words, caresses and gentle prodding would console him. Then he later spilled his milk because he was playing with breakfast. He scattered the pasta to be cooked, and started using some of them to poke his nose with. We had to remove his clothes because he was insisting on 'washing' his hands at the sink. He was contrary to the core so I left him for a while to get his birthday cake.

The birthday cake cheered him up a lot. He even allowed himself to be fed some lunch while 'talking' to Barney. He also fed himself spaghetti pasta sans sauce but with cheese. And he drank lots and lots and lots of juice. Later, he ate all the NIPS and sugar flowers on the cake.

Pappie accidentaly dropped the ceramic Barney and broke it in two (from the neck). Yakee then dropped the body and broke it in so many pieces. He picked them up, handed them over to Pappie and said, "Fix this." :)

It was today that I realized that our son was really stringing along phrases and sentences now. His favorite words are still "no" and "stop" and "okay" :)

After lunch, he watched some videos and then fell asleep on my breast while listening to the story of his birth. After that, we went to Harisson to look at musical instruments and wait for hubs' family for dinner at Aristocrat. Yakee went into ecstasies at the instruments shop but we decided not to buy anything from there yet. We just went to buy him some long pants instead while he feasted on a waffle.

Anyway, his Momsy's gift to him was a ukelele which he got at Aristocrat. He made the restaurant patrons laugh so much because he kept 'performing'. It's really amazing how he has form and hopefully, music will be one of his passions.

He also enjoyed playing with his cousins and we enjoyed taking pictures of them.

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It was also Tito Luis' birthday and Yakee kept handing him the ukelele (which, we generally refer to as guitar since Yakee cannot really yet distinguish the difference in number of strings).

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It was also Tita Ninang Chin's despedida and I heard they were all crying on their way home. We wish her well in her job in Dubai.

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Pics and vids to follow.

Happy Birthday Yakee

Classic Baby Fotprints Poems

Happy Birthday, Yakee