A Walk Through Life

I was on my third month of pregnancy when ob gyne recommended me to have a transvaginal ultrasound. I told her that I needed proof of this pregnancy for my early SSS maternity notification. Doppler can’t still recognize the baby’s heartbeat yet, my baby is still shy :). So there you go, to keep my inexperienced self from worrying about what’s going on inside my womb, I decided I’ve got to get this transv ultrasound done. I’ve been having qualms about it because I know it’s going to be real awkward. Whaaaaaaaaaaaaa! My helpless self couldn’t believe I’d go through this. I know that in some countries, this is already part of their prenatal procedure but I really couldn’t help being uncomfortable with it. Nonetheless, I said to myself, I shouldn’t be afraid or be uneasy with it. I’ll probably have more of this uneasy feeling as my pregnancy progresses, especially when the big day comes when I would bring this baby out to this world. My ob gyne referred me to a clinic where I would undergo...

This is my first pregnancy. At 31. Hopefully, I will be 32 when the baby comes out. It's only been less than a year since hubby and I got married but we're already praying for it. Yes, age has something to do with it, the decision not to put off pregnancy. We wanted to make sure we can have at least one baby before it gets too late. I'm not what you may call an expert in this field. Neither is hubby. But luckily, after having been disappointed a lot of times, I got a positive result on my home pregnancy test! The next day after, I tried to test again just to make sure I get the same positive result. Voila, hubby and I couldn't contain our happiness. I guess I will be writing more about my pregnancy every so often. My moods, experiences, interests and probably a lot more. I hope to be able to update this blog regularly so I would forever remember what it's like to be pregnant for the first time. To anyone who might be interested in following this blog, thank you for ...

it's long past bedtime and i'm still wide awake. somehow my afternoon nap had triggered this unsleepy mode. hubby had been sleeping for more than three hours now. i'm sitting here in this little side of the bed, trying to write something. i'm not sure if it's a good thing but writing has a soporific effect on me. everytime i start to write something, my sleepiness sets in. now, does that make me a budding writer? bad writer.. hehehe c'mon, be nice. i'll be in bed with stephen a few minutes from now. i've been thinking, what have i done to deserve this guy? everyday i'm so grateful to God for giving me my match. he's not the romantic or mushy type but he sure has a way of making my heart melt. why, because he is a man of action. and a prayerful guy. he can be serious and funny, too. everyday i've discovered more good things about him. i've read somewhere that your husband can be your real best friend. i'm seeing it happening now. i...

i'm not meant to live alone, turn this house into a home.... here's a look at the house we've acquired through housing loan, payable in 30 years. this is still bare inside and needs a lot of work. for practical reasons, we've already moved to this house even though it's not entirely finished. we can't afford to pay the rent of an apartment while paying monthly amortization at the same time. we will just have to make the improvements as soon as we have saved enough for it. i'm happy to be anywhere else with my husband. now we've got a house to go home to everyday. and we look forward to making all our dreams realized. we're simple beings with simple dreams.

unaware of typhoon frank to also hit the north of cebu, we rode a bus heading to medellin, cebu where we would be visiting dad and attending the fiesta the day after. me and my husband were on a different adventure. it was quite an experience. it was my first time to be in such a stormy ordeal. this was not anything i have imagined. we were traveling on a reallly bad weather. we rode the 6 p.m. bus going to medellin. normally, it could have only been a three-hour ride with all the stop-overs but the typhoon held us captive in the streets. power and telephone posts gave way. trees fell on the roads and blocked our way. the town officials had to help out and clear the road from those fallen trees. we were praying to God that He would bring us all home safely to our families. it was almost 4 a.m. (can you believe that?) when we got off the bus. we still had to walk a few meters from the guardhouse in order to reach home. there was power blackout. with optimism still residing in us, we tho...

i've been waiting for you i've been expecting you i guess you just want us to keep anticipating i will be happiest to hold you in my arms sing you beautiful songs and tell you stories when will you come? or will you ever come? it's not even a year after my marriage but i've already experienced this "baby fever", the sheer wanting to have a baby. sometimes it's quite a disappointment to have several missed periods and negative pregnancy test results. why am i not like some women? i wonder why there are so many unwanted pregnancies out there when there's one hopeful woman out here wanting to conceive? will God deny me the chance to become a mother? we don't know yet. all i know is that i don't have all the time to wait. each year that this dream is not realized, it lessens my chance of becoming one. i'm not getting any younger, ya know. God, please let me be... boy, did i sound desperate?... must be the rain... Comments, anyone?

Last april 11th, we had the chance to listen to Don Moen's songs live at the U.S.P. Open Grounds in Lahug, Cebu City. It was really a good experience. I can't fully describe how I felt that night but I've been crying for almost the whole run of the concert. Tears of happiness would be a good guess. I felt so happy that I'm sharing this experience with my husband, that we both agreed to buy tickets to the show. Well, I really would have wanted to watch in the front row but I have compromised to buy the general admission tickets since this is more or less out of our budget. Anyways, front row or not, we still felt God's presence that night. I felt so happy and blessed that me and my husband are one in rejoicing and praising God.