Xian's Weird Position

saw him like this again for the third time.

My goodness anak,I know what you mean! Hmmm..

The Story of Us (Em and Yen)

Happy February,It's love month! :) Wayback in college we always look forward to this month not just because it’s Valentine’s Day but because it’s also our anniversary.yup,I said my sweet yes(sweet daw oh!) to hubby at the 14th of February 2001.That particular moment is still fresh from my memory even up to now.From the 365 days we have every year,Valentine's Day pa talaga no? yay! will be turning 10 years as bf-gf in a few days that’s a total of 120 months as love bees.  

For my first post for this month. I want to share our love story I blog 3 years ago which I got from my previous friendster blog http://zhaljanne-11.blog.friendster.com/2007/11/. reading this makes me feel giddy and so inlove with the same man again and again ♥

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Ours is the relationship that I never thought would last. The relationship that I never expect will go this far.. Yeah, looks can be deceiving as they usually say. Way back in college, I used to judge him based on his personality by the way he deals with other people not realizing that there’s more into him, actually a lot of surprising things about him that just comes out whenever we’re together.. And that really fascinates me. 

That’s the time I appreciate more of him. We’re opposite in a lot of ways, probably that’s what makes our relationship interesting, He’s the makulit and super mang-alaska type of guy, the one throwing all for fun banters at somebody’s expense, while I’m the usual plain jane. He’s into sports and basketball is his passion, while I’m into books and music (kinda laidback eh) He’s tall (stands 5’11) while I’m the vertically challenged girl. He’s good in numbers while I hate it! He got bored reading novels while I’m interested reading it. He’s an early riser, while I’m classified as “babaeng late palagi gumising”.. He’s firm with his decisions while I tend to be fickle-minded most of the time. (well I guess every girl does!  

Though we’re opposite in a lots of ways, we also have our fair share of common interests, like we both love to hear mass together at Basilica (this is a very special place for us which started during our college days, we never fail to drop by there every Friday after our class. God being the witness to all the promises and plans we’ve shared to each other, God being the center of our relationship) We both love eating though it doesn’t shows in our mien, we enjoy watching movies,  we’re both family oriented, we both love chillin’ at home.. we listen to each others’ opinion, we do love complimenting each other, we do crazy stuffs sometimes and have fun with it, we tend to be mushy and do cheesy things  like two new lovers that others may find corny or whatsoever, but who cares? we just enjoy the things that makes  us happy, life is pretty great to think about other people’s opinion and let it affect us. After all, “kami ang bida ng sarili naming kwento…” (Hala! Bea Saw, kaw ba yan?)  We both knew our priorities, we never let anyone affect us and we value each others’ decision. When misunderstanding arrives, we never let a day pass without talking about it, we’re both easy to please. We’re not just lovers, but we also developed a deep friendship through our journey in life together.

The best thing about him is that he really understands the way I think and the way I feel. He really knew my emotions. He knew when I’m really happy or when I’m just having ”this smile” just to make someone feel that everything is alright. He can definitely read my mind. There are only a few people in this world who try to tell you what to do yet make you feel understood. Aside from the sweet surprises I got almost everyday like the way he sing out of tune songs just to make me smile when am havin’ a bad day, things that makes me happy, cry, amaze, laugh out loud etc.. He knew my weaknesses and the little things that melt my heart and just say “awww, ain’t you the sweetest?!” He was very nice and he loves me for who I am, He loves the people who are dear to me, My family loves him back because he’s nice and really take good care of me, he stood beside me during my ups and down, he was proud of me, he made me feel heaven. And there are a lot best about him.

It’s been 7 years since I met my man, and our 6 years old relationship is as wonderful as before. I can’t imagine my life without him. We also experienced bumpy roads along the way that every couple does but it just made us even stronger. My guy was my first bf way back in college  and I’m also his first gf.Yup,you heard me right.We see each other grew up, mature, and practically steered ourselves toward the same direction, so he’s always been ”The Guy in my Life” Who would have thought that two people fresh from high school ought to discover the opportunities of the college world, would be able to nurture a relationship and let it grow and even stand the test of time, and at one point in time, choose to battle the distance that once became a hindrance to us during the time that we’re geographically challenged because of his work abroad. It’s really difficult to handle, that was the first time we’ll not be together for a year, I really had a hard time adjusting to the new set-up,  not to mention the not so good things people tell me based on their experiences and stories related to couple’s separation because of distance. I know that no matter how I insist to my mind that they’re just discouraging me, it’s still a given fact. But my guy always gives me his assurance and words that comforts me and ease the doubts I had in mind, for us to believe that each other’s trust and love are the only way for us to hold on and to realize each others’ real worth..

Imagine him, the one leaving is also the one saying these kinds of words to me to think I should be the one saying it since it would be twice difficult on his part. I admire him for being firm with his decisions. He always have plans or goals in life. He’s the type who wants to achieve goals within a set time frame even when we’re still in college. If others didn’t succeed with the long distance thing, then probably that’s the time for us to really show how much we love each other and show to people that ‘Hey, we’re still together!  See, we can do it pala.. It just depends on how we love each other. But mind you, that was never easy..  We also experienced a lot of long distance blues. Long distance relationship will always be a pain in the a**! You see, whatever people think of us before was not supposed to be tagged as perfect. Nothing in this world ever was. But he showed to all that we could be almost one.

Being together this long hasn’t really been difficult for me. I love that we have this history together that we can always look back through the years. All I know is that I don’t think I would have lasted this long with any other person. I love you so much Yen!  

A Must Read: Stories on Marriage

Source: www.ezsoftech.com

The Crochet Dolls
A man and woman had been married for more than 60 years. They shared everything. They talked about everything. They kept no secrets from each other except that the little old woman had a shoebox in the top of her closet that she had cautioned her husband never to open or ask her about.

For all of these years, he never thought about the shoebox, but one day the little old woman got very sick and the doctor said she would not recover. In trying to sort out their affairs, the little old man took down the shoebox and took it to his wife's bedside. She agreed that it was time that he should know what was in the shoebox.

When he opened it, he found two crocheted dolls and a stack of money totaling $25,000. He asked her about the contents. "When we were to be married," she said, "my grandmother told me the secret of a happy marriage was to never argue. She told me that if I ever got angry with you, I should just keep quiet and crochet a doll."

The little old man was so moved; he had to fight back tears. Only two precious dolls were in the shoebox. She had only been angry with him two times in all those years of living and loving. He almost burst with happiness "Honey," he said, "that explains the doll, but what about all of this money? Where did it come from?" "Oh," the little old woman said, "That's the money I made from selling the dolls."

The Lists

A man and his fiance were married. It was a large celebration. All of their friends and family came to see the lovely ceremony and to partake of the festivities and celebrations. A wonderful time was had by all.

The bride was gorgeous in her white wedding gown and the groom was very dashing in his black tuxedo. Everyone could tell that the love they had for each other was true.

A few months later, the wife comes to the husband with a proposal: "I read in a magazine, a while ago, about how we can strengthen our marriage." She offered.

"Each of us will write a list of the things that we find a bit annoying with the other person. Then, we can talk about how we can fix them together and make our lives happier together."

The husband agreed. So each of them went to a separate room in the house and thought of the things that annoyed them about the other. They thought about this question for the rest of the day and wrote down what they came up with.

The next morning, at the breakfast table, they decided that they would go over their lists.

"I'll start," offered the wife. She took out her list. It had many items on it. Enough to fill 3 pages, in fact. As she started reading the list of the little annoyances, she noticed that tears were starting to appear in her husbands eyes.

"What's wrong?" she asked. "Nothing" the husband replied, "keep reading your list."

The wife continued to read until she had read all three pages to her husband. She neatly placed her list on the table and folded her hands over top of it.

"Now, you read your list and then we'll talk about the things on both of our lists." She said happily.

Quietly the husband stated, "I don't have anything on my list. I think that you are perfect the way that you are. I don't want you to change anything for me. You are lovely and wonderful and I wouldn't want to try and change anything about you."

The wife, touched by his honesty and the depth of his love for her and his acceptance of her, turned her head and wept.

IN LIFE, there are enough times when we are disappointed, depressed and annoyed. We don't really have to go looking for them.

We have a wonderful world that is full of beauty, light and promise.

Why waste time in this world looking for the bad, disappointing or annoying things when we can look around us, and see the wondrous things before us?

I believe that WE ARE HAPPIEST when we see and praise the good and try our best to forego the mistakes of our spouse. Nobody's perfect but we can find perfection in them to change the way we see them. It is necessary to understand the difficulties and be a helping hand to each other....THAT BRIGHTENS THE RELATIONSHIP.

Carry Me In Your Arms

When I got home that night as my wife served dinner, I held her hand and said, I've got something to tell you. She sat down and ate quietly. Again I observed the hurt in her eyes.

Suddenly I didn't know how to say it. But I had to let her know what I was thinking. I want a divorce. I raised the topic calmly. She didn't seem to be annoyed by my words, instead she asked me softly, why? I avoided her question. This made her angry. She shouted at me, "you are not a man!"

That night, we didn't talk to each other. She was weeping. I knew she wanted to find out what had happened to our marriage. But I could hardly give her a satisfactory answer; I had lost my heart to a lovely girl called Dew. I didn't love her anymore. I just pitied her!

With a deep sense of guilt, I drafted a divorce agreement which stated that she could own our house, 30% shares of my company and the car. She glanced at it and then tore it to pieces. The woman who had spent ten years of her life with me had become a stranger. I felt sorry for her wasted time, resources and energy but I could not take back what I had said, for I loved Dew so dearly.

Finally she cried loudly in front of me, which was what I had expected to see. To me, her cry was actually a kind of release. The idea of divorce which had obsessed me for several weeks seemed to be firmer and clearer now.

The next day, I came back home very late and found her writing something at the table. I didn't have supper but went straight to sleep and fell fast asleep because I was tired after an eventful day with Dew. When I woke up, she was still there at the table writing. I just didn't care so I turned over and was asleep again.

In the morning she presented her divorce conditions: she didn't want anything from me, but needed a month's notice before the divorce. She requested that in that one month, we both struggle to live as normal a life as possible. Her reasons were simple: our son had his exams in a month's time and she didn't want to disrupt him with our broken marriage.

This was agreeable to me. But she had something more, she asked me to recall how I had carried her into out bridal room on our wedding day. She requested that everyday for the month's duration I carry her out of our bedroom to the front door ever morning. I thought she was going crazy.

Just to make our last days together bearable I accepted her odd request. I told Dew about my wife's divorce conditions. She laughed loudly and thought it was absurd. No matter what tricks she has, she has to face the divorce, she said scornfully. My wife and I hadn't had any body contact since my divorce intention was explicitly expressed. So when I carried her out on the first day, we both appeared clumsy. Our son clapped behind us, daddy is holding mummy in his arms. His words brought me a sense of pain. From the bedroom to the sitting room, then to the door, I walked over ten meters with her in my arms. She closed her eyes and said softly; don't tell our son about the divorce. I nodded, feeling somewhat upset. I put her down outside the door. She went to wait for the bus to work. I drove alone to the office.

On the second day, both of us acted much more easily. She leaned on my chest... I could smell the fragrance of her blouse. I realized that I hadn't looked at this woman carefully for a long time. I realized she was not young any more. There were fine wrinkles on her face, her hair was graying! Our marriage had taken its toll on her. For a minute I wondered what I had done to her.

On the fourth day, when I lifted her up, I felt a sense of intimacy returning. This was the woman who had given ten years of her life to me. On the fifth and sixth day, I realized that our sense of intimacy was growing again. I didn't tell Dew about this. It became easier to carry her as the month slipped by. Perhaps the everyday workout made me stronger.

She was choosing what to wear one morning. She tried on quite a few dresses but could not find a suitable one. Then she sighed, all my dresses have grown bigger. I suddenly realized that she had grown so thin, that was the reason why I could carry her more easily. Suddenly it hit me; she had buried so much pain and bitterness in her heart.

Subconsciously I reached out and touched her head. Our son came in at the moment and said, Dad, it's time to carry mum out. To him, seeing his father carrying his mother out had become an essential part of his life. My wife gestured to our son to come close and hugged him tightly. I turned my face away because I was afraid I might change my mind at this last minute. I then held her in my arms, walking from the bedroom, through the sitting room, to the hallway. Her hand surrounded my neck softly and naturally. I held her body tightly; it was just like our wedding day.

But her much lighter weight made me sad. On the last day, when I held her in my arms I could hardly move a step. Our son had gone to school. I held her tightly and said, I hadn't noticed that our life lacked intimacy. I drove to office... jumped out of the car swiftly without locking the door. I was afraid any delay would make me change my mind... I walked upstairs. Dew opened the door and I said to her, Sorry, Dew, I do not want the divorce anymore.

She looked at me, astonished, then touched my forehead. Do you have a fever? She said. I moved her hand off my head. Sorry, Dew, I said, I won't divorce. My marriage life was boring probably because she and I didn't value the details of our lives, not because we didn't love each other any more. Now I realized that since I carried her into my home on our wedding day I am supposed to hold her until one of us departs this world.

Dew seemed to suddenly wake up. She gave me a loud slap and then slammed the door and burst into tears. I walked downstairs and drove away. At the floral shop on the way, I ordered a bouquet of flowers for my wife. The sales girl asked me what to write on the card. I smiled and wrote: I will carry you out every morning until we are old.

The small details of our lives are what really matter in a relationship. It is not the mansion, the car, the property, the bank balance that matters. These create an environment conducive for happiness but cannot give happiness in themselves. So find time to be your spouse's friend and do those little things for each other that build a relationship.

 

Xian as Future School Boy

As parents,we should think of Xian's future. Few years from now he'll be schooling soon. Time flies so fast ano,we'll have a preschooler in  SY 2012-2013.That will be next year!  He is exactly 3 years and 2.5 months by then.Keyword: SAVE,SAVE,SAVE! :) Every parents want the best for their kids and we're one of them.we want Xian to have the best especially when it comes to education. As early as now, we're already checking out potential preschools for Xian in our town. It's not that I'm one atat mom, but it's better to be ready na din so that when the time comes, we already have the school in mind and for us to anticipate everything he will need. Me personally,I want him to have different experiences so that when the time comes that he have to go to school, he is ready. Because he'll be dealing with a lot of people soon,plus the bigger environment he'll soon conquer.

I read different articles regarding kids in Psychology way back in college. i have learned that to prepare Xian for school, I have to read him books and let him understand what is it all about. Play finger games with him while singing nursery rhymes. Singing alphabet songs and point out on toys that help him remember and understand the alphabet. Expose him to different things,take him to the playground, amusement parks or zoo and talk about the things he saw and did.We also socialize him to kids of his age.

Let your child do what he wants as long as it will benefit him. Let him try different activities so that you will know where he excels. Learning is a process. Us parents should help our child in a way that school can’t offer.

At his early age of 22 months, Xian loves to dance when he heard music.  He is also fond of books with large illustrations of animals,fruits and other things. There's one instance when we showed him a picture similar to this:

 Tita Ninang Twinkle said "Xian what's that? Watch?  Xian promptly replied "No,clock!" I would have misheard it in the first place, but when I asked her Tita Ninang, that's exactly what he said! I'm excited to see my little Xian in his first ever preschool uniform! :) now, that's what you call an atat mom!

When There's A Toddler in the House...

I just finished fixing and decluttering Xian's toys in his space in the house which look like this in a moment:

 

Then after a couple of hours, here's the scenario! my eyes sore.tsk,tsk!

here's another story: 

when Inay left Xian to finish his milk she was surprised with what she saw after she went back to check. Milk was all over the face of the Mickey Mouse stuff toy because Xian kept on shoving the bottle into the poor helpless toy’s mouth! Kaloka di ba? too bad I wasn't there to take picture.Hay my baby boy! *eye rolling*

Fab Find

Look what I found in one of Lipa City's tiangge weeks ago:

a cute indoor/bedroom slipper,truly an eye-candy,isn't it? I just love the design, plus it's very comfy and it cost only Php 100. Budget friendly di ba? :)

Doodle Time

Here's what's making Xian busy now..

 serious

Xian anak,uhmmmm what's that?

doodle,just doodle.. seryoso talaga oh!

di mawaring ARTWORK :P

the sketch pad is not enough - kaya ayan pati likod! :)

mommy,yun fla-fla (flower)

fish lips - one thing he got from me! :)

that's daddy's hand

my little man