Our Patch

Oh wow, two months flew by. This by far is the most amazing, challenging, frustrating and fulfilling time of my life. All the emotions mixed in such a short time. Having Hunter the first time was by far easier than this second time. I breezed through everything and felt I was able to adjust quite well and fast easily. Paxton’s arrival was a bit of a rollercoaster with me giving birth without my husband and an epidural. Although it was hands-down more challenging--- I could honestly say Paxton’s story coming into my life is as beautiful and as memorable as it could possibly be--- because aside from receiving another biggest gift that is my son, I was able to go beyond my perceived limits. I was able to see how strong I am and how much more I can BE. 

I remember in college talking about “tabula rasa” in one’s personality at birth. It stuck with me and through the years I was able to come to a conclusion that it’s not so much on the “nurture” aspect but the “nature” of the person that ultimately defines his life. We all have little personalities and temperaments from the very beginning.  The “nurture” aspect that affects our personality is dependent on that “nature” one already has.

My prayer has always been this--- to be the kind of wife and mother my family needs.  Although I know I have strong beliefs and values as a mother that defines my parenting style, I can see now that I have to adjust what will work with each child.

My boys "meeting" for the first time-- I love this photo of us. So real and happy.

Paxton and Hunter couldn’t be more different as babies--- that much I can tell in two months. My little Pax is a bit of a chubby fireball. He is so healthy and strong and came out howling as if announcing his entry to the world. He still “howls” every now and then. =) 

Hunter on the left at two and a half months and Paxton, my chubby teddy bear on the right filling up the suit at six weeks.

My boys loving my favorite season---Fall

Hunter’s arrival was uneventful, fast and relatively easy. Paxton’s birth was the opposite. I thought it will be so much easier the second time around but like every child is different---every birth is different as well.

I could still feel the needle going in when I was getting stitched up. I have always known I have a really high tolerance for pain. I’m one of those pregnant women who go around doing normal things until the very last minute. In both pregnancies, I went to the hospital already in labor and ready to give birth. I arrived at the hospital the first time with Hunter at ten thirty in the morning and gave birth before five in the afternoon.

Paxton was even speedier than his kuya. I arrived at midnight and gave birth not even three hours after. Hours before that I was still laughing, having dinner and a boba drink with my family while monitoring my contractions at the same time. =/

I never thought I could give birth without epidural and anesthesia although my pain tolerance is high.  I remember reading my pocketbooks and thinking thank God I was born this time where there are more medical advancement and epidural in particular. Not knowing that I would experience one of the most excruciating physical pains in the world. I would always look back with both disbelief and amazement and more respect for women before me who had to go through that.

They say you get superpowers when you become a mom---and I can attest to that. But I think it’s not so much because of the superpowers that make one do seemingly impossible things but the super yet natural and unconditional love you feel for these little creatures that you help bring into this world.

Every night after I feed Pax and both boys drift into sleep and I’m left exhausted but unable to sleep, I just look at my children and watch them sleep as all mothers do. I keep reminding myself, these will pass; Someday these will just be memories. They wouldn’t know the little details like how I watch dateline nonstop late at night to be able to keep myself up to give them MY best and finish some work to the bigger more poignant parts like how much their father’s heart ached to be so far away from us to give his boys the best.

 They wouldn’t know first-hand but we would as parents and these stories are like little patches wherein a family is a quilt. It is what makes the whole—these little patches of memories, moments and stories we make at each time in our lives. It feels so physically draining but spiritually fulfilling.

I remember my sister Hazel always saying how much she loves this season in our lives. How she can fit all her three boys in her arms at the same time and how needed she is by her children--- I feel the same way about this patch in our quilt.

Six weeks after Pax's arrival-- we are easing into our new lives quite well.

Letter to My Firstborn

Enjoying his last days as an only child.

Dear Hunter,

I felt the need to write you a letter to let you know how much I love you. I know I tell you that everyday but I am compelled to remind you now even more since our lives will change, most especially yours in a few days time.

Soon you won’t be the only child—Maybe a fact that you won’t even remember since you are only four years old – but I would and as a mother I am hardwired never to forget.

Firstborns are always special. There are two births with a firstborn—that of a child and that of a mother. I like to think we took this journey together.

I gave birth to you but in turn YOU gave me the role that I cherish the most in life---a Mother.

Everything was new with you. We are growing together, and now that I will have another child in my arms, know that love doesn’t run out--- the heart only gets bigger.

I am excited to see you as a Kuya because as early as now, I see how caring and loving you are to other babies.  Even though at times, you can get a little testy with your Manu-spot, you are always loving and protective.  =)

People tell me how kind, laidback and good you are that you took so much after your Papa. At times I would half-jokingly say, it is really because of me; because I like to think I guide and teach you well as a parent. But I realize as I get to know you even more, IT’S ALL YOU, and it is your nature. 

I pray that you grow up and we will be able to develop these traits even more to help you in life.

You are patient, laidback, gentle and introspective. They say firstborn sons are strong and proud --- natural leaders.
But I see you more as a Rouge wolf, neither a leader nor a follower.

You march at your own beat, always surprising and overwhelming us especially at times we are not expecting more than what you can deliver.

Late and barely 2 weeks in school, you were able to memorize a song and dance sequence to be included in the school program.

Much to my delight, this was one of my biggest discoveries I had with you--- that you love Music with such passion I don’t normally see with kids your age. You learn songs so easily and sing without qualms. I pray that we always discover these little hidden gems in your personality so we can always support the person you are meant to be—and not the one we wished you to be.

You are so much like your Papa and that although I begrudgingly admit, is something I really, really love.

You have his quiet perseverance, his sincere gentleness that draws people in, your being able to be with friends as easily as being on your own for hours on end, your being expressive not with words but with gestures, cuddles and hugs—Oh how I live for those.

And now I will be getting even more of those with your brother.  My arms will be full, at times I won’t be able to hold you as much as before. But what you will be “losing” from mama’s time, you will be gaining so much more with a lifelong friend and ally.

Having siblings is one of the best things in life, believe me.  Having my sisters and brother gives me one of the biggest securities in life.  I wish, hope and pray you will have the same relationship.

You will never be alone, you will always have someone to stand by your side, to learn about life—most especially about those things, we as parents won’t be able to teach you--- things that can only be learned by experience. You will have someone to walk with you. In turn, be that brother to each other that one would wish to have.

I love you so much, Hunter, my son, my firstborn. I can’t wait for this new chapter in our lives. I may not have been the best with you, I was still learning as a new mom but you will always be the one I have loved first and will love the longest time.

Mama

Hello 30-something

So I thought of blogging again and what better way to say hello to an old friend but on my birthday?

I had a really lovely day today. All the greetings and love are truly appreciated. 

Most of all, I love how my boys spoiled me for the day. As usual, it was a quiet celebration but truly a wonderful one--- one of the best I’ve had in a long time. 

I guess when we get older; birthdays get us in to a more retrospective than celebratory mood.

with my little guy who refuses to smile for the camera

We had a nice buffet lunch near our place. We don’t do buffets as often anymore since I have been focusing on trying to lose weight (verrry slowly) the past few months. 

Not surprisingly though, Paolo is also benefitting from my portion control project and is not eating as much as before. 

Buffets are not as enjoyable as it used to be for us. I guess it’s a good thing since people rushing towards the food lines stresses me out more than it should.

Later after lunch, we went to a shop in BGC that Pao has been telling me about to pick up my birthday presents. Although I’m in this line of business, jewelry and accessories are still my fave gifts to receive!

 I get to choose my birthday gift and I chose these beautiful Arquise diamond earrings in my favorite shade of Pink. As expected, a few minutes after purchasing my lovely present, I was already thinking about redesigning the piece. 

I chose the pair for the color and shape but I want to change the very basic hooks to a nicer gold stud hooks. :/

Hunter’s gift is a very cute leather fish coin purse. I love it!

Thank you boys!

 The hubby then brought me to BGC Shangri-La lounge near the jewellery store. After seven years of marriage, he knows how I just love quiet tea/coffee time just talking and planning for the next months.

Finally, a little smile!

Lately, I have just been blogging about occasions and milestones in my life and family because it’s a sort of record keeping for me. 

I want to remember all the little details that make these moments special.

Love my birthday this year. Thank you Pao and Hunter, you will always be the best gifts in my life.

I love you! Thank you!

hamming it up for the camera =) My birthday photo!

Hello, Hello

Oh wow, it’s 2016 already. I’ve always been excited about starting another year. There’s something about fresh starts and new beginnings that really motivate us to start something new or do something better.

I must admit though that I have been more excited this year after a long time. 2015 wasn’t really bad…but it wasn’t really good either.

Although I had really good highlights: My parents came home last year after a long time and Hunter started school.

A few shake-ups and bumps here and there and I managed to reach the end of 2015 with a good closing dash.

I have a feeling 2016 is going to be great.

The last holiday season was the busiest for us so far. We were running around the whole December, we had to cancel two of our annual bazaars. I guess it was a really good decision that I opted to concentrate more on family time than focusing too much on business opportunities. Last Christmas, I saw Hunter finally understanding that it is a big deal and now I can say he is a real Christmas-person. He looooves it. My only challenge now is how to wean him off from watching Arthur Christmas and Polar express.

We spent our holidays pretty much on the beach; Boracay for Christmas, which was a relatively quiet holiday for us. It was something new for our little family but a really welcome change.

After almost a week of adventures and misadventures down South, we were off to Tagaytay for a celebration in our family. I was tasked to help out and coordinate the details with my SIL. I must admit I missed this. I missed organizing events and the little control freak in me enjoyed orchestrating from behind the scenes.

With my former schoolmate and Event Coordinator, Tricia. Loved working with her.

My dashing date 

We capped off our holiday celebration at Pico de Loro with Paolo’s family. Holidays are all about family and love. It was really a busy, busy time for us, but a really good one too. Definitely looking forward to our next.

So excited for 2016! I'm feeling it's going to be a great year.

Always a fun time with this little guy