All posts tagged: mother

Awesome things I’ve experienced during a year of hiatus in the blogosphere

My last post tells me that it’s been a year and four days since I last updated this blog. That was such a long hiatus if you ask me! I did try to write from time to time, but I guess all those things I’ve written would remain in the drafts folder in the mean time, if not end up in trash soon. For now, let me recount what happened between now and then, at least the firsts or the memorable ones, and why out of the blue I’m coming out again to resume blogging. Bear with me as this could take long, but then you’re reading a journal, so you would understand. 🙂 July 2013 During this month, we’re still living in that tiny bungalow that we’re renting in Binan, Laguna. I was also slowly getting used to being a full-time homemaker/home buddy. I was no longer as active as I used to be in my anti-aging business. I started seeing and talking to my business partners and (prospective) clients less and less, and started getting in touch with …

12.12.12

What’s so remarkable about 12-12-12? Well, for one, there will never be another instance when all the numbers in the calendar and the clock will appear the same. Next, since that makes it rather historical, many people tried to make the best memory out of it, mostly by couples getting married. I have to admit that I had been planning to do something remarkable, if not memorable, on this day too. I wanted it to stand out in my memory when I look back to this particular day. I remember waking up yesterday feeling so refreshed and excited. My daughters and I went to bed the night before with a clean house and that must have contributed to the energy I had by the following morning. Who doesn’t like waking up to a clean house, anyway? However, just as I tried so hard to keep a positive outlook, I had another encounter with my own Merida (remember the movie “Brave”?). Sometimes, I just couldn’t believe that I have a very willful 9-year old child. If she’s …

To stress or not to stress

  Christmas vacation officially starts today. That means I no longer have to wake up early to prepare the girls for school, at the same time keep a tight schedule as I juggle house chores, child care, online job(s), etc. throughout the day. However, I have a feeling that although there’s no school, things won’t really change much for me. I bet that a few hours from now–after I have gone to bed, that is–I would be up early again as I normally would on weekdays. Blame it on my body clock and the stuffs around the house that need my attention, especially our pets and plants. I have been neglecting some of the plants, it seems. The big alley cats have been coming in and out of our backyard and have apparently been trampling on some of them. They badly need some rescuing–I have to start transferring them to pots. Meanwhile, our puppies need a good bath and some exercise, too. Plus, I still have more cleaning to do around the house. Honestly, having …

Chasing cobwebs

It’s been two months since I posted a story here. It’s not that I have not been writing, but for some reason, I couldn’t get my thoughts together and couldn’t seem to find enough time to sit in front of my laptop and just write like I normally would. My head’s always full of ideas to write about, especially when I’m on the road, and a number of articles have already piled up in my drafts folder waiting to be finished. It’s been two months that I have not done much except clean the house, take care of some errands, worry about the budget, get sick and recover (right, as if I have planned on being ill!), and reminisce the past. It’s been two months of both busy and idle living. My late mother‘s birthday and second death anniversary came and went too. As both dates neared, I experienced deep sadness. Wishing she’s still alive, dreaming I could still embrace and kiss her, yearning to hear her voice… If only I could be with her for one …

Things I miss about my mother

“Happy 72nd birthday, Nanay!” It felt a little awkward for me to see those words written on the birthday cake my eldest brother bought for our late mother. (Even though she’s no longer around, we still continue to celebrate her birthday.) I wanted to see a candle too, and the celebrant blowing that lighted candle. But neither was present. Sometimes I wonder if there will ever come a time when I would no longer miss my mother and forget her features, her mannerisms, the sound of her voice, and everything else that I know about her. Not that I hated my mother, but I am very curious how some people seem to live as if they never had a mother. In my case, there’s not a single day that I have not thought of my mama–be it voluntarily or not. Lately, I have been musing about what I should have said when I was asked–impromptu–at her funeral about the things that I would miss about her. I said a lot of things then, but nothing …

Sisters

I don’t normally pass on stories or letters that I receive via email, but I am recently realizing the value of this one so I thought I’d share it. (This is supposed to be a chain letter, sent to me by my friend Mitch. I have copied it verbatim without knowledge of its real author’s name.) It’s up to you if you would also pass it on… A young wife sat on a sofa on a hot humid day, drinking iced tea and visiting with her mother. As they talked about life, about marriage, about the responsibilities of life and the obligations of adulthood, the mother clinked the ice cubes in her glass thoughtfully and turned a clear, sober glance upon her daughter. “Don’t forget your sisters,’ she advised, swirling the tea leaves to the bottom of her glass.  ‘They’ll be more important as you get older. No matter how much you love your husband, no matter how much you love the children you may have, you are still going to need sisters. Remember to go places …

Slowing down

Lately, I’ve been very preoccupied with my roles as a mother and though I am guilty of not being able to submit new articles both for my blog and part-time job, I have become less severe with myself, thinking that I could only do so much. No, not a good excuse for not working hard, but I guess I’ve come to a point where I no longer want to do so many things at a time. I’ve come to realize that there’s no need for me to prove anything to anyone. I just have to embrace my duties now as a mother, wife–even if my husband is abroad–and full-time homemaker, and until I do so, I don’t think I’ll be able to perform other roles effectively. Moreover, if I manage our finances well, there’s really no need for me to work at all, or at least for financial reasons. At first, I thought that I would experience boredom if I focus on my children and other household concerns alone. On the contrary, I still always …

Preschool mom again

My five-year old daughter has been going to school for two weeks now. Yet it felt like it’s only my first time to be a preschool mom. For one, I never had to bring my older child to school and wait upon her until classes were over when she was in kindergarten. It was simply because my work schedule was in conflict with her class schedule. I also do not remember ever interacting with her classmates’ mothers then, although I would see her class adviser and principal from time to time to check her progress or whenever her monthly tuition fee is due. However, with my younger child, I find myself now in a different situation. For the first time, I am experiencing what I believe is the life of a regular preschool mom. I have to bring my little Z to school, wait for her until her classes are over, even if I have already hired someone to bring her to school and pick her up as well by tricycle. It wasn’t the second day of school that I started interacting …

Mother’s Day

Yesterday, I was awakened by text messages from both fellow moms and single friends wishing me a Happy Mother’s Day. And as I went online, I realized that just about every person I know had the same message on their walls. Many of them even replaced their profile pictures with their mothers’ faces. I was wondering though, don’t they ever show appreciation toward their mothers except on Mother’s Day? I had also thought about replacing my profile picture with my mother, just like everyone else. However, I decided against it. My reason was simple. One, my mother’s gone. Two, when she was alive, I made sure she knew how much I needed and appreciated her. I don’t have to tell the whole world how much I loved her just because it’s Mother’s Day. Moreover, to my dear friends or people who know me better, my mother had also been a mother to them. They knew I need not join the bandwagon. As I went through the day, I began to think about my late mother and the influence she …

Being a mom and playing mom

The past two to three months had been the busiest months for me although not necessarily the most productive. I started working from home on a full-time basis and even received an income that was higher than I used to have when I was working outside of home. I loved my job, but as much as I hate to admit it,  that same job had cost me a lot. Way too much, in fact. I had less (quality) time with my children, I had to drop one of my graduate courses, I was always late in my submission of requirements in my remaining class, even my daughter’s grades were affected, and my children and I had become sickly. I am first and foremost a m-o-t-h-e-r. I always try to remind myself of this when I start to get busy, when I start to work only for money. Indeed, as much as my family needed the extra income, I should never forget my duties to my family, especially to my children whose father is away. With my …