<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearch/1.1/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' gd:etag='W/&quot;C0EBSH45eyp7ImA9WxNaE0g.&quot;'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23912734</id><updated>2009-11-28T03:54:19.023+08:00</updated><title>Me and My Angel</title><subtitle type='html'>chronicles of a first time mother:  the laughter, the fun, the happiness, my little bundle of joy, the gift of life and so much more!!!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annksantos.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23912734/posts/default?redirect=false&amp;v=2'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annksantos.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23912734/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25&amp;redirect=false&amp;v=2'/><author><name>admin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>234</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry gd:etag='W/&quot;DkMAR344fip7ImA9WxNXEEk.&quot;'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23912734.post-1101874773790070170</id><published>2009-09-27T17:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-27T17:40:46.036+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app='http://www.w3.org/2007/app'>2009-09-27T17:40:46.036+08:00</app:edited><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='relief operations for typhoon Ondoy'/><title>Typhoon Ondoy</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;DISASTER EMERGENCY HOTLINES YOU CAN CALL:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are the hotlines that our citizenry can call for disaster emergency situations, especially urgent rescue and relief needs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;National Disaster Coordinating Committee&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;911-1406&lt;br /&gt;911-1873&lt;br /&gt;911-1906&lt;br /&gt;911-5061&lt;br /&gt;912-0984&lt;br /&gt;912-2665&lt;br /&gt;912-3046&lt;br /&gt;912-5296&lt;br /&gt;912-5668&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Help hotlines:&lt;br /&gt;734-2118&lt;br /&gt;734-2120&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Bureau of Fire Protection, National Capital Region&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;729-5166&lt;br /&gt;410-6254&lt;br /&gt;413-8859&lt;br /&gt;407-1230&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Bureau of Fire Protection, Region III (Central Luzon)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hotline (045) 9634376&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Philippine Coast Guard&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;527-6136&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Red Cross&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;143&lt;br /&gt;911-1876&lt;br /&gt;527-0000&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Metro Manila Development Authority (MMDA)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;136&lt;br /&gt;896-6000&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Taguig emergency hotline&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;1623&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Meralco&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;16220&lt;br /&gt;631-1111&lt;br /&gt;16211&lt;br /&gt;0917-5592824&lt;br /&gt;0920-9292824&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sen. Manuel Villar Jr. emergency hotlines&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;for dumptrucks going to flooded areas for rescue of stranded people:&lt;br /&gt;0917 4226800&lt;br /&gt;0917 2414864&lt;br /&gt;0927 6751981&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sen. Dick Gordon (Philippine National Red Cross)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please send address of stranded friends/family to&lt;br /&gt;09178997898&lt;br /&gt;0938444BOYS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Police Central Hotline  171&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NCRPO Hotline &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;838-32-03&lt;br /&gt;838-33-54&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Rizal PDCC&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;09153767070 and 09278400133&lt;/p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PAGASA&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;927-1541&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Maynilad&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1626&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Department of Social Welfare and Development&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Disaster Relief Operations, monitoring and Information Center (DROMIC), DSWD-NCR - 488-3199 (24hours)&lt;br /&gt;Crisis Intervention Unit (CIU), DSWD-NCR - 733 8635 (24 hours)&lt;br /&gt;Disaster Relief Operations, Monitoring and Information Center (DROMIC), DSWD-Central Office - 931 8101 to 05, local 506; 951 7119 (24 hours)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bureau of Fire Protection, National Capital Region&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;410-62-54&lt;br /&gt;413-88-59&lt;br /&gt;407-12-30&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3 class="UIIntentionalStory_Message" ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;msg&amp;quot;}"&gt;&lt;span class="UIStory_Message"&gt;ABS-CBN Foundation USA toll-free 1-800-527-2820&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;h3 class="UIIntentionalStory_Message" ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;msg&amp;quot;}"&gt;&lt;span class="UIStory_Message"&gt;ABS-CBN Sagip Kapamilya center: No. 13 Examiner St., QC&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;h3 class="UIIntentionalStory_Message" ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;msg&amp;quot;}"&gt;&lt;span class="UIStory_Message"&gt;Sagip Kapamilya hotlines 413-26-67, 416-03-87&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;h3 class="UIIntentionalStory_Message" ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;msg&amp;quot;}"&gt;&lt;span class="UIStory_Message"&gt;Ondoy response: ABS-CBN h&lt;span class="text_exposed_hide"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="text_exposed_show"&gt;otline 416-36-41.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;h3 class="UIIntentionalStory_Message" ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;msg&amp;quot;}"&gt;&lt;span class="UIStory_Message"&gt;&lt;span class="text_exposed_show"&gt;No classes, all levels, in NCR, Rizal until Tuesday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23912734-1101874773790070170?l=annksantos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annksantos.blogspot.com/feeds/1101874773790070170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23912734&amp;postID=1101874773790070170&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23912734/posts/default/1101874773790070170?v=2'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23912734/posts/default/1101874773790070170?v=2'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annksantos.blogspot.com/2009/09/typhoon-ondoy.html' title='Typhoon Ondoy'/><author><name>admin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name='OpenSocialUserId' value='15891136239360418234'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag='W/&quot;C0cGQ3g_eip7ImA9WxNQGE0.&quot;'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23912734.post-405516858351240498</id><published>2009-09-24T21:11:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-24T22:03:42.642+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app='http://www.w3.org/2007/app'>2009-09-24T22:03:42.642+08:00</app:edited><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SM North Edsa'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Active Fun'/><title>Active Fun at SM North Edsa</title><content type='html'>Last Friday, Dwyn and I were invited by fellow mommy bloggers to join the fun at the newly opened Active Fun at SM North Annex. I immediately said yes to &lt;a href="http://teacherjulie.com/"&gt;Julie&lt;/a&gt;, when she told me about the event a couple of weeks ago. I knew Dwyn would love to play there. When I brought him there last month, 1 hour of playing wasn't just enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dwyn and all the other kids I saw there last Friday really had a blast, I must say. There are so many things that a kid can do at Active Fun and 1 hour isn't really enough to explore and play with everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The playground is kid friendly and adult friendly!  Why do I say it's adult friendly?  All the other playgrounds we've visited, I find it hard to run after my son.  Usually, I couldn't follow my son at the second level of the playground because they were designed to accommodate kids only and the adults were left with no choice but to watch them from below.  At Active Fun, I was surprised that I could go up and down without much effort.  I can run after Dwyn even when he's at the second level already.  I wasn't even able to resist the urge to commend Active Fun for that, that I really told Apple Morales, the owner, how much I like their playground coz it can accommodate me.  And I didn't even have to strain my back bending too low just to fit in.  It was wide and high enough that adults can follow their kids, especially the small ones, go up and down the playground.  And one thing I've also noticed, unlike other playgrounds, it's not hard to go up to get to the slides.  I've encountered several playgrounds where you really have to exert a lot of effort before you get to the slides.  Active Fun is not like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ej5759-8EG8/Srty04_5UUI/AAAAAAAAAag/eaiP9DTUSIE/s1600-h/DSC00897.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ej5759-8EG8/Srty04_5UUI/AAAAAAAAAag/eaiP9DTUSIE/s320/DSC00897.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385024032430707010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;You can easily climb this one.  Even little kids don't have a hard time climbing these.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Also, Active Fun is not just limited to slides.  There are so many areas in the playground that kids would love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ej5759-8EG8/SrtzekAsz1I/AAAAAAAAAbQ/b0jHbiiBQ38/s1600-h/DSC00935.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ej5759-8EG8/SrtzekAsz1I/AAAAAAAAAbQ/b0jHbiiBQ38/s320/DSC00935.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385024748351442770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;See that big piano there?  Kids love to walk over and over it because it plays a tune when you step on it.  And see my son i building something out of those big blocks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ej5759-8EG8/Srty26mpDbI/AAAAAAAAAbA/CM_bi5hU2Mg/s1600-h/DSC00917.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ej5759-8EG8/Srty26mpDbI/AAAAAAAAAbA/CM_bi5hU2Mg/s320/DSC00917.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385024067221392818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is one of Dwyn's favorite parts of Active Fun.  He finds it entertaining and amusing at the same time.  You put a soft ball under and it comes popping out at the top.  Pretty exciting for kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ej5759-8EG8/Srt3RDYP7WI/AAAAAAAAAbY/r1cmt5z_vIU/s1600-h/DSC00900.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ej5759-8EG8/Srt3RDYP7WI/AAAAAAAAAbY/r1cmt5z_vIU/s320/DSC00900.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385028914300054882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Of course, this slide is always a kid's favorite.  Even little kids like Dwyn loves this slide.  One thing I like about this slide is even if it's high, when the kid slides, the kid doesn't go down really fast.  I don't know what's with the slide, but the kid seems to slow down at the middle.  So, I would say it's not an accident prone slide.  Dwyn didn't get tired of this slide.  I lost track of how many times he played here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ej5759-8EG8/Srty2d2D7vI/AAAAAAAAAa4/f5BE95csLeg/s1600-h/DSC00909.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ej5759-8EG8/Srty2d2D7vI/AAAAAAAAAa4/f5BE95csLeg/s320/DSC00909.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385024059501440754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;They even have a smaller slide surrounded by a pool of balls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ej5759-8EG8/Srty1YNe5DI/AAAAAAAAAao/mMUD6AaZw0M/s1600-h/DSC00923.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ej5759-8EG8/Srty1YNe5DI/AAAAAAAAAao/mMUD6AaZw0M/s320/DSC00923.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385024040809194546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;You can also try shooting.  Don't worry the balls are really soft and this game is designed not to hit anybody.  It's really safe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aside from these, they can also bounce and even play basketball at Active Fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a mom, I give Active Fun a five star rating.  I really like the place.  It's big enough to accommodate a lot of kids.  So even if there are so many kids there, it's still not crowded because there are just so many activities to do there that one kid wouldn't just be confined to one area.  I would love to go back there again.  Plus, for the mommies and daddies out there, if you want to work out with your kids, bring them at Active Fun and just run after them.  I gave up after 1 hour of following my son.  I got tired.  I felt I was really working out.  But my son played for about 4 hours!  That's how fun Active Fun is.  It's really "Active Fun," the kids become active and they really have fun.  But be ready when you go there.  If you're kid is the type who likes this kind of playground, I suggest you ready your 300 for an unlimited play time.  I tell you with a play area like this 1 hour is not just enough.  So better avail the unlimited play time.  Kids 3 years old and below can be accommodated by an adult for free.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They also have party packages.  So, if you have a kid and you're looking a party venue that your kid and your guests would love, I would suggest that you try Active Fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Active Fun is located at the third floor of SM Annex, right next to the parking entrance.  For more inquiries, you can contact them at 2159891 or email them at info@activefun.ph.  Visit their website too at www.activefun.ph.  Apple Morales and her staff are very nice and accommodating, so if you want to know more about Active Fun at SM Annex, feel free to contact them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23912734-405516858351240498?l=annksantos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annksantos.blogspot.com/feeds/405516858351240498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23912734&amp;postID=405516858351240498&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23912734/posts/default/405516858351240498?v=2'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23912734/posts/default/405516858351240498?v=2'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annksantos.blogspot.com/2009/09/active-fun-at-sm-north-edsa.html' title='Active Fun at SM North Edsa'/><author><name>admin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name='OpenSocialUserId' value='15891136239360418234'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ej5759-8EG8/Srty04_5UUI/AAAAAAAAAag/eaiP9DTUSIE/s72-c/DSC00897.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag='W/&quot;DU8ERXozcCp7ImA9WxNQF0Q.&quot;'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23912734.post-8169996622095587371</id><published>2009-09-14T22:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-24T21:10:04.488+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app='http://www.w3.org/2007/app'>2009-09-24T21:10:04.488+08:00</app:edited><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my boo-boo'/><title>Okay, I get it I'm fat!</title><content type='html'>Earlier, we went to a family gathering.  Everyone noticed that I gained a lot, not just little, a lot of weight.  In short, I really got fat.  Some couldn't even stop wondering what happened to me.  Some couldn't even resist the urge to ask me how I grew to become so big.  I really don't mind that they were laughing at me because of how I look now.  To aggravate the situation, they were also shocked to see me sporting a very very very short hair.  But know what, it's a wake up call.  I really need to start losing weight.  I just hope I can condition myself in doing that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23912734-8169996622095587371?l=annksantos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annksantos.blogspot.com/feeds/8169996622095587371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23912734&amp;postID=8169996622095587371&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23912734/posts/default/8169996622095587371?v=2'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23912734/posts/default/8169996622095587371?v=2'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annksantos.blogspot.com/2009/09/okay-i-get-it-im-fat.html' title='Okay, I get it I&apos;m fat!'/><author><name>admin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name='OpenSocialUserId' value='15891136239360418234'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag='W/&quot;DUIDR348fyp7ImA9WxNQF0Q.&quot;'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23912734.post-5324977776794067879</id><published>2009-09-01T20:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-24T21:06:16.077+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app='http://www.w3.org/2007/app'>2009-09-24T21:06:16.077+08:00</app:edited><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my boo-boo'/><title>Disaster Haircut</title><content type='html'>I wanted to cut my hair short.  But I had half of mind of going to a salon when Dwyn and I saw one because I wanted a different salon.  But my son insisted that I had my haircut that moment.  To avoid any squabbles with my son, I obliged.  Inside the salon, the hairdresser didn't shampoo my hair but I didn't react.  I removed my eyeglasses and my attention was to Dwyn who kept moving around me.  Finally, the haircut was finished.  I put on my eyeglasses.  And to my horror, I felt my hair was brutally murdered!  It seemed that they guy didn't know what he was doing.  I felt like I had a male's haircut.  It was ruthless.  This time, I couldn't help but react.  I told the hairdresser what he has done to my hair.  Why did he cut it that short?  I knew I said I wanted a short hair but it didn't mean a short hair like what I have now.  It was really a disaster.  It's too short for me, my shortest hair by far.  Even if I wanted to yell at the guy, it wouldn't grow my hair back.   I just left and didn't leave any tip.  When I got home, I couldn't help but cry.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23912734-5324977776794067879?l=annksantos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annksantos.blogspot.com/feeds/5324977776794067879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23912734&amp;postID=5324977776794067879&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23912734/posts/default/5324977776794067879?v=2'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23912734/posts/default/5324977776794067879?v=2'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annksantos.blogspot.com/2009/09/disaster-haircut.html' title='Disaster Haircut'/><author><name>admin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name='OpenSocialUserId' value='15891136239360418234'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag='W/&quot;DUcMRHo4fSp7ImA9WxNQF0Q.&quot;'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23912734.post-1893832121263681669</id><published>2009-08-28T20:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-24T20:58:05.435+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app='http://www.w3.org/2007/app'>2009-09-24T20:58:05.435+08:00</app:edited><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='all about Dwyn'/><title>Linggo ng Wika</title><content type='html'>Dwyn had their Linggo ng Wika.  I can say that I am really so proud of Dwyn.  I was worried he wouldn't dance because he seemed to be just running around.  And days before that whenever I would ask him to show me their dance, he would always say it's for the school only.  But on the day of their Linggo ng Wika celebration, when the music started, there he was dancing!  He even sang Handog ng Pilipino sa Mundo with all the other students.  I must admit he likes things like these.  And he just makes me so so so proud.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23912734-1893832121263681669?l=annksantos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annksantos.blogspot.com/feeds/1893832121263681669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23912734&amp;postID=1893832121263681669&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23912734/posts/default/1893832121263681669?v=2'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23912734/posts/default/1893832121263681669?v=2'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annksantos.blogspot.com/2009/08/linggo-ng-wika.html' title='Linggo ng Wika'/><author><name>admin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name='OpenSocialUserId' value='15891136239360418234'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag='W/&quot;DEADRXc8eSp7ImA9WxNQF0Q.&quot;'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23912734.post-6901947510172932588</id><published>2009-08-17T09:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-24T20:52:54.971+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app='http://www.w3.org/2007/app'>2009-09-24T20:52:54.971+08:00</app:edited><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='yaya stories'/><title>What do you do when you're househelp doesn't obey you?</title><content type='html'>I have a problem with my househelp.  She has two teenager daughters also working here in manila as househelps as well.  Her two daughters and her cousin took a day off.  They went to QC Circle coz apparently there was a disco there.  They danced and had fun and didn't go home on the time they promised their bosses.  My househelp asked me if she can go to Circle to force her kids to go home.  I obliged, being a mother myself, I understand her plight.  But this was what I couldn't take.  At around 9:30-10pm, she texted me if she can let her daughters and niece sleep in my house.  I said I don't mind allowing her kids but I don't know her niece so I'm not allowing her to sleep over.  I don't know the person and I'm not the type of person who would just let anybody sleep in our house, someone that the househelp might know.  But the point is I don't know that person.  I strictly conveyed to her that I'm not allowing her niece to go to my house and sleep here.  Guess what?  My househelp disobeyed me.  I found her niece sleeping in our house when I opened her bedroom.  Dwyn wet the bed and his newly pressed clothes were still in the maid's room coz I still haven't arranged them in the cabinet.  There I saw that there were four of them sleeping on the bed.  If that's not too much, they tried to sneak their way out of our house at 4am!  Too bad, I was already awake.  I really got mad.  And you know what?  My househelp said that she's just accepting my anger coz she knows she is wrong but she has already conditioned herself that I would really get mad because she disobeyed me.  I got mad because I didn't allow a total stranger to sleep in our house and she disobeyed me.  Why are there househelps like her?  They have other relatives nearby, so why didn't she bring her niece there?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23912734-6901947510172932588?l=annksantos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annksantos.blogspot.com/feeds/6901947510172932588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23912734&amp;postID=6901947510172932588&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23912734/posts/default/6901947510172932588?v=2'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23912734/posts/default/6901947510172932588?v=2'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annksantos.blogspot.com/2009/08/what-do-you-do-when-youre-househelp.html' title='What do you do when you&apos;re househelp doesn&apos;t obey you?'/><author><name>admin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name='OpenSocialUserId' value='15891136239360418234'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag='W/&quot;DEcBSHc-fip7ImA9WxNQF0Q.&quot;'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23912734.post-825562626419813019</id><published>2009-08-04T20:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-24T20:40:59.956+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app='http://www.w3.org/2007/app'>2009-09-24T20:40:59.956+08:00</app:edited><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weight loss'/><title>Fat 101</title><content type='html'>For the past year, I couldn't control my weight gain.  My weight has been constantly going up!  And everyone has been telling me I'm fat.  Or they are not just used to seeing me as big as I am now.  I was very thin when I was young.  They would even say how come Dwyn is thin and I'm fat!  Aarrrgghh!  As much as I wanted to lose weight, I love eating very much.  The temptation to eat is so hard to resist!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23912734-825562626419813019?l=annksantos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annksantos.blogspot.com/feeds/825562626419813019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23912734&amp;postID=825562626419813019&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23912734/posts/default/825562626419813019?v=2'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23912734/posts/default/825562626419813019?v=2'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annksantos.blogspot.com/2009/08/fat-101.html' title='Fat 101'/><author><name>admin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name='OpenSocialUserId' value='15891136239360418234'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag='W/&quot;D0ABQnkycCp7ImA9WxNQF0Q.&quot;'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23912734.post-4411112418516260936</id><published>2009-07-20T08:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-24T20:35:53.798+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app='http://www.w3.org/2007/app'>2009-09-24T20:35:53.798+08:00</app:edited><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='all about Dwyn'/><title>dwyn and school</title><content type='html'>Dwyn is always looking forward to go to school.  Even on weekends, he would tell me if he can go to school.  I have to explain to him everytime that he has no school on saturdays and sundays.  I wish he would always like school even when he's a big kid already.  Hope he doesn't get tired of school.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23912734-4411112418516260936?l=annksantos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annksantos.blogspot.com/feeds/4411112418516260936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23912734&amp;postID=4411112418516260936&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23912734/posts/default/4411112418516260936?v=2'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23912734/posts/default/4411112418516260936?v=2'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annksantos.blogspot.com/2009/07/dwyn-and-school.html' title='dwyn and school'/><author><name>admin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name='OpenSocialUserId' value='15891136239360418234'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag='W/&quot;D0ANQXg4eip7ImA9WxNQF0Q.&quot;'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23912734.post-8869496733142455499</id><published>2009-07-10T20:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-24T20:36:30.632+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app='http://www.w3.org/2007/app'>2009-09-24T20:36:30.632+08:00</app:edited><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='yaya stories'/><title>Where did my 100 go?</title><content type='html'>For 2 weeks now, I have been losing P100 in my wallet.  I know how much money I have in my wallet.  I always count them.  It's been happening 2 weeks in a row.  And my suspect is our new househelp.  But I can't confront her coz I haven't actually caught her in the act from stealing money from my wallet.  But she's the only new person in our house, so it follows that she's the one stealing my money, right?  Btw, this househelp is different from the insane househelp we had before.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23912734-8869496733142455499?l=annksantos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annksantos.blogspot.com/feeds/8869496733142455499/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23912734&amp;postID=8869496733142455499&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23912734/posts/default/8869496733142455499?v=2'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23912734/posts/default/8869496733142455499?v=2'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annksantos.blogspot.com/2009/08/where-did-my-100-go.html' title='Where did my 100 go?'/><author><name>admin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name='OpenSocialUserId' value='15891136239360418234'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag='W/&quot;CEAEQXk9eyp7ImA9WxNQE00.&quot;'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23912734.post-4679174534067267356</id><published>2009-06-25T16:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-19T03:38:20.763+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app='http://www.w3.org/2007/app'>2009-09-19T03:38:20.763+08:00</app:edited><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='yaya stories'/><title>Insane househelp</title><content type='html'>This is a crazy story.  I had a househelp for 3 months, who turned out to be insane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  She gets mad everytime I make negative comments about her work, no matter how nice I word and say it to her.&lt;br /&gt;2.  She cries, throws things when she's mad.&lt;br /&gt;3.  She only wants appreciation, never criticize her work.&lt;br /&gt;4.  She said my mom (who's already dead for almost 9 years now) is probably speaking to her.&lt;br /&gt;5.  She hears things.&lt;br /&gt;6.  Everyone who sees her comments she's insane or looks like it.&lt;br /&gt;7.  During an argument with her, she decided to leave our house.  I gave her last salary.  Three weeks after, she came back assisted by City Hall people.  This is the scary part:&lt;br /&gt;I opened our gate, saw several people brought by 2 city hall vans (the only thing missing was a news reporter), and there was our househelp.  One city hall staff said they found her about to jump from a billboard at SM North. Another person said she was hurting people just passing by the footbridge. She's starting to look like a beggar, with dirty clothes and no slippers. She was actually begging me to accept her again.  If I do that, I would be crazier than her right?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23912734-4679174534067267356?l=annksantos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annksantos.blogspot.com/feeds/4679174534067267356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23912734&amp;postID=4679174534067267356&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23912734/posts/default/4679174534067267356?v=2'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23912734/posts/default/4679174534067267356?v=2'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annksantos.blogspot.com/2009/06/insane-househelp.html' title='Insane househelp'/><author><name>admin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name='OpenSocialUserId' value='15891136239360418234'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag='W/&quot;C0ECSXg7eyp7ImA9WxNQE00.&quot;'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23912734.post-1890827801105943348</id><published>2009-06-10T08:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-19T03:21:08.603+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app='http://www.w3.org/2007/app'>2009-09-19T03:21:08.603+08:00</app:edited><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='all about Dwyn'/><title>Start of the School Year</title><content type='html'>I am glad that I enrolled Dwyn in a summer class.  When it's time to start the regular school year, he no longer cried.  We both no have separation anxiety anymore.  He has improved a lot compared to the 2 weeks we both had to endure during the summer class.  Their summer class was only for a month and he cried for the first 2 weeks.  He would sometimes cry for an hour and their class was only for 1 1/2 hours.  So, when he came back to school, he is somewhat adjusted to the school environment.  He actually loves the idea of going to school.  I just hope he doesn't get tired of it as he gets older.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23912734-1890827801105943348?l=annksantos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annksantos.blogspot.com/feeds/1890827801105943348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23912734&amp;postID=1890827801105943348&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23912734/posts/default/1890827801105943348?v=2'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23912734/posts/default/1890827801105943348?v=2'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annksantos.blogspot.com/2009/06/start-of-school-year.html' title='Start of the School Year'/><author><name>admin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name='OpenSocialUserId' value='15891136239360418234'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag='W/&quot;C0UBSXg5fip7ImA9WxNQE00.&quot;'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23912734.post-4108395890275436670</id><published>2009-05-19T15:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-19T03:14:18.626+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app='http://www.w3.org/2007/app'>2009-09-19T03:14:18.626+08:00</app:edited><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='all about Dwyn'/><title>Dwyn will turn 3!</title><content type='html'>Dwyn will very soon turn 3!  My little boy is fast becoming a big boy.  Time really flies so fast!  Hope there's some kind of magic that you can use to freeze time and enjoy every moment while he's still young.  When he's much older, I'm sure he wouldn't let me cuddle and kiss him anymore.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23912734-4108395890275436670?l=annksantos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annksantos.blogspot.com/feeds/4108395890275436670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23912734&amp;postID=4108395890275436670&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23912734/posts/default/4108395890275436670?v=2'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23912734/posts/default/4108395890275436670?v=2'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annksantos.blogspot.com/2009/05/dwyn-will-turn-3.html' title='Dwyn will turn 3!'/><author><name>admin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name='OpenSocialUserId' value='15891136239360418234'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag='W/&quot;C0cERXY4fyp7ImA9WxNQE00.&quot;'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23912734.post-3978823183935089365</id><published>2009-04-20T02:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-19T03:10:04.837+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app='http://www.w3.org/2007/app'>2009-09-19T03:10:04.837+08:00</app:edited><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='summer school'/><title>Summer School</title><content type='html'>Half of me thought Dwyn is still too young to go to school.  The other half said Dwyn needs to go to school so he can mingle with kids within his age group.  So, I started going to pre-schools.  The first one was kinda intimidating, I think, for Dwyn.  He didn't want to go down and just continued clinging to me.  The second one, I immediately fell in love with.  It was the first day of their summer class and we were encouraged to sit in.  We returned the next day to observe again.  After that, I already enrolled Dwyn for their toddler summer class.  The school in its entirety is homey and warm.  The teachers and school staff are very nice and accommodating.  I instantly knew I made the right choice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So far, both Dwyn and I have separation anxiety.  We'll see if we can both overcome it before their summer school ends.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23912734-3978823183935089365?l=annksantos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annksantos.blogspot.com/feeds/3978823183935089365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23912734&amp;postID=3978823183935089365&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23912734/posts/default/3978823183935089365?v=2'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23912734/posts/default/3978823183935089365?v=2'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annksantos.blogspot.com/2009/04/summer-school.html' title='Summer School'/><author><name>admin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name='OpenSocialUserId' value='15891136239360418234'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag='W/&quot;CkUEQXw5eCp7ImA9WxVbE00.&quot;'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23912734.post-5784928304375501004</id><published>2009-03-29T12:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-29T12:16:40.220+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app='http://www.w3.org/2007/app'>2009-03-29T12:16:40.220+08:00</app:edited><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Earth Hour'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vote Earth'/><title>Earth Hour 2009</title><content type='html'>I joined the millions or billions of people who turned off their lights on March 28, 2009 from 8:30pm to 9:30pm.  Read more &lt;a href="http://amazingmoments.wordpress.com/2009/03/29/earth-hour-2009/"&gt;here...&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23912734-5784928304375501004?l=annksantos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annksantos.blogspot.com/feeds/5784928304375501004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23912734&amp;postID=5784928304375501004&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23912734/posts/default/5784928304375501004?v=2'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23912734/posts/default/5784928304375501004?v=2'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annksantos.blogspot.com/2009/03/earth-hour-2009.html' title='Earth Hour 2009'/><author><name>admin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name='OpenSocialUserId' value='15891136239360418234'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag='W/&quot;D0YDQXw8fip7ImA9WxVXEk4.&quot;'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23912734.post-4743363508009012223</id><published>2009-02-10T10:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-10T11:06:10.276+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app='http://www.w3.org/2007/app'>2009-02-10T11:06:10.276+08:00</app:edited><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='child development'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='all about Dwyn'/><title>Undescended Testis</title><content type='html'>When I brought Dwyn to a pedia last December for his allergies, the doctor checked his balls and she said it was undescended.  From then on, we've been checking his balls.  More often than not, they were undescended.  Sometimes, they go down.  When we brought Dwyn to his real pedia 2 weeks ago for his rashes, I asked his pedia to check if his balls were really undescended.  When she checked them, they were indeed undescended.  She told us if that's really the case, Dwyn should undergo an operation to bring his balls down to the scrotal sac before he turns 3 years old.  Eh, he'll be turning 3 this May, so the operation should be done ASAP.  Otherwise, Dwyn won't be able to have kids later on.  And believe me, I want him to have sooooooooooo many kids.  So, she requested for Dwyn's scrotal ultrasound. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I had Dwyn's ultrasound, the result showed undescended testis, bilateral.  Thinking Dwyn needs to undergo an operation, di na ako masyado mapalagay.  I was worried and I was trying to convince myself I should let Dwyn undergo an operation.  I was nervous coz I never went through an operation when I was a kid.  My first ever operation was when I gave birth to Dwyn via C-section.  So, I had half a heart and mind about the operation.  I was really scared with just the thought of my little boy undergoing an operation.  But like what my sister said, paoperahan ko na daw kesa maging kawawa naman daw si Dwyn later on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, his pedia referred us to a pediatric surgeon.  The surgeon checked Dwyn and he said that Dwyn's case is not of undescended testis, but of retractile testis.  This means that sometimes his balls are up, sometimes they're down.  I shouldn't be worried about it.  I will have grandchildren.  An operation is unnecessary coz his balls will eventually settle in its scrotal sac between 10-12 years old.  He also said that an undescended testis is usually congenital, which should be operated on before the child turns 2 years old.  But retractile testis is common among toddlers.  So, no worries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank God for that!  It's hard when a kid is sick.  It's worse when the kid needs an operation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw, only his pedia was able to cure Dwyn's rashes.  I've brought him to several doctors from pedia to derma, but it's been almost 2 months and Dwyn still had rashes.  Finally, we decided to bring him to his real pedia (his pedia since birth), and viola his rashes were gone.  I love his pedia so much!  She's really good.  That's why she has soooooooooooo many patients.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23912734-4743363508009012223?l=annksantos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annksantos.blogspot.com/feeds/4743363508009012223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23912734&amp;postID=4743363508009012223&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23912734/posts/default/4743363508009012223?v=2'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23912734/posts/default/4743363508009012223?v=2'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annksantos.blogspot.com/2009/02/undescended-testis.html' title='Undescended Testis'/><author><name>admin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name='OpenSocialUserId' value='15891136239360418234'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag='W/&quot;CkcBR3c7eCp7ImA9WxVREko.&quot;'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23912734.post-8507295735376318142</id><published>2009-01-18T16:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-18T17:14:16.900+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app='http://www.w3.org/2007/app'>2009-01-18T17:14:16.900+08:00</app:edited><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='all about Dwyn'/><title>I lost Dwyn at the mall</title><content type='html'>Yes, I did!  We went to Trinoma last Thursday coz Dwyn wanted to go there.  We went to Timezone first because he wanted to play there, ride the carousel, the train, airplane, balloon wheel, etc.  Then, we had lunch.  Afterwards, we went to Landmark to look for a kinky stuff for Jero's shower, gift for Euge and Jac's wedding and offertory candles for Erbe and Jero's wedding.  I was just walking coz I was already tired.  Dwyn was running a few feet away from me.  I checked my phone if I have text messages.  When I looked up, I didn't see Dwyn anymore.  I followed the path where I last saw him.  But he was not there.  He was gone.  I went back and traced my footsteps coz he might be there.  He was not.  I called out his name.  No answer.  I tried listening for his cry.  There was none.  I started to panic.  In my confusion, I didn't know what to do first:  cry, look for the customers' service which I couldn't locate, stay at the place where Dwyn last saw me or look for him but where will I start.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fortunately, I saw two security guards.  I immediately sought their help.  I said I lost my son.  I described Dwyn about this tall, wearing a white shirt saying ladies men, around 2 years old.  You know, i can't even seem to remember what my son was wearing in all the panic and confusion I was feeling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was soooooooo frightened because there's a chance that he might be kidnapped kasi uso yun di ba?  But i didn't hear him crying.  Baka umakyat or bumaba sya sa escalator.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fortunately, the guard I asked for help found him wandering alone at the same floor where I last saw him.  He was clueless that he was lost already.  When I saw him, I immediatetly hugged him and told him don't do that again.  And then I was able to breathe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was so thankful that the guards didn't hesitate in helping me out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When another lady guard saw me with Dwyn, she told me that she saw Dwyn wandering alone.  Nalibot ni Dwyn ang buong floor, patakbo-takbo, palakad-lakad, at parang nagwiwindow shopping.  They were wondering how come Dwyn was alone.  They waited for Dwyn to cry so they will bring him to the customers' service, but Dwyn didn't cry.  Naglalaro lang daw talaga si Dwyn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know the first time I saw a child na nakatali and the other end nakatali sa mom, I said I won't do that.  I found it cruel kasi parang aso yung bata.  But now that I experienced losing Dwyn, that sounds really good.  So kahit magtatakbo si Dwyn di sya mawawala sa paningin ko.  And also I will now put my name and contact number in his pockets para sure.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23912734-8507295735376318142?l=annksantos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annksantos.blogspot.com/feeds/8507295735376318142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23912734&amp;postID=8507295735376318142&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23912734/posts/default/8507295735376318142?v=2'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23912734/posts/default/8507295735376318142?v=2'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annksantos.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-lost-dwyn-at-mall.html' title='I lost Dwyn at the mall'/><author><name>admin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name='OpenSocialUserId' value='15891136239360418234'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag='W/&quot;DkYEQXc4cCp7ImA9WxRaFU8.&quot;'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23912734.post-8302538830714244940</id><published>2008-12-17T22:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-17T22:28:20.938+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app='http://www.w3.org/2007/app'>2008-12-17T22:28:20.938+08:00</app:edited><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my musings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weight loss'/><title>Gaining Weight 101</title><content type='html'>I've realized that when you are a mom, it's easier to gain weight and become fat once your child starts eating real food.  After giving birth, I was able to lose the weight I gained when I was pregnant by simply breastfeeding.  Surely, breastfeeding did all the wonders for me because I don't exercise and do any dieting.  But I started gaining weight again when my son started eating.  More so, when he started becoming a picky eater.  I give Dwyn his own food.  However, most of the time, after 3 spoons, he would say no more na.  Unfortunately, if I cannot force him to finish his food, I always end up eating it.  Why?  Para di sayang!  And after a year of doing it, I've regained half of the weight I lost a month after giving birth.  Add to that, the fact that my metabolism is starting to become really slower than before.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23912734-8302538830714244940?l=annksantos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annksantos.blogspot.com/feeds/8302538830714244940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23912734&amp;postID=8302538830714244940&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23912734/posts/default/8302538830714244940?v=2'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23912734/posts/default/8302538830714244940?v=2'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annksantos.blogspot.com/2008/12/gaining-weight-101.html' title='Gaining Weight 101'/><author><name>admin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name='OpenSocialUserId' value='15891136239360418234'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>6</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag='W/&quot;CUMAQH4_eyp7ImA9WxRaFU8.&quot;'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23912734.post-4658636873946371099</id><published>2008-12-17T21:33:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-17T22:17:21.043+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app='http://www.w3.org/2007/app'>2008-12-17T22:17:21.043+08:00</app:edited><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='show me the money'/><title>Holiday Glass Frames</title><content type='html'>Because it's already Christmas, there are now &lt;a href="http://zennioptical.com/cart/home.php?cat=31"&gt;Holiday Glass Frames From Zenni Optical&lt;/a&gt;.  These frames are made with Christmas as the inspiration for the design.  For example, there is a design of candle and Christmas stockings, a frame inspired by Santa's beard.  &lt;a href="http://zennioptical.com/cart/home.php"&gt;The popular online eyeglasses shop&lt;/a&gt; has come up with several holiday frames that you can still wear even though the Christmas season is over.  And these glass frames are still very much affordable.  Remember, Zenni Optical offers &lt;a href="http://zennioptical.com/cart/home.php"&gt;$ 8 Complete Rx Eyeglasses&lt;/a&gt;.  I looked at their selection, and I found this cute.  Although I cannot use it because it's for kids, but if I can go back in time when I once wore nerdy looking corrective glasses when I was in Grade 5, I'd rather choose this fun eyeglasses.  It's also available in clear blue, clear purple and clear pink&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ej5759-8EG8/SUkJq85VyQI/AAAAAAAAAZc/x7N0qZ9roHU/s1600-h/d_8536.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 97px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ej5759-8EG8/SUkJq85VyQI/AAAAAAAAAZc/x7N0qZ9roHU/s320/d_8536.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280762671574403330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23912734-4658636873946371099?l=annksantos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annksantos.blogspot.com/feeds/4658636873946371099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23912734&amp;postID=4658636873946371099&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23912734/posts/default/4658636873946371099?v=2'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23912734/posts/default/4658636873946371099?v=2'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annksantos.blogspot.com/2008/12/holiday-glass-frames.html' title='Holiday Glass Frames'/><author><name>admin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name='OpenSocialUserId' value='15891136239360418234'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ej5759-8EG8/SUkJq85VyQI/AAAAAAAAAZc/x7N0qZ9roHU/s72-c/d_8536.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag='W/&quot;DUYMSH85fip7ImA9WxRaE0k.&quot;'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23912734.post-2234679157869011381</id><published>2008-12-15T21:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-15T21:19:49.126+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app='http://www.w3.org/2007/app'>2008-12-15T21:19:49.126+08:00</app:edited><title>My Hometown featured in Umagang Kay Ganda</title><content type='html'>My hometown Sto. Tomas (Tabing Bakod) Sta. Maria, Bulacan was featured earlier this morning in Umagang Kay Ganda.   It was featured as a Christmas Village.  The christmas lights were all contributed by the residents of the barangay.  It symbolizes the unity among the residents of the barangay.  It is a project of Kapitana Lilian Ramos that has come a long way.  Our barangay has also come a long way.  The Christmas lights and decorations are really a sight to behold.  I'm proud to have come from Tabing Bakod.  I am a Bulakeña through and through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have posted the pictures of our barangay &lt;a href="http://amazingmoments.wordpress.com"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.  Check it out!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23912734-2234679157869011381?l=annksantos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annksantos.blogspot.com/feeds/2234679157869011381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23912734&amp;postID=2234679157869011381&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23912734/posts/default/2234679157869011381?v=2'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23912734/posts/default/2234679157869011381?v=2'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annksantos.blogspot.com/2008/12/my-hometown-featured-in-umagang-kay.html' title='My Hometown featured in Umagang Kay Ganda'/><author><name>admin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name='OpenSocialUserId' value='15891136239360418234'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag='W/&quot;CE4FSHg9eip7ImA9WxRUGEs.&quot;'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23912734.post-2354033347045371757</id><published>2008-11-28T16:44:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-28T17:01:59.662+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app='http://www.w3.org/2007/app'>2008-11-28T17:01:59.662+08:00</app:edited><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='all about Dwyn'/><title>Dwyn's poses</title><content type='html'>I had these photos taken I think a month or less before Dwyn was hospitalized last August.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ej5759-8EG8/SS-ye6D2AbI/AAAAAAAAAZU/bffFZGOcG7M/s1600-h/DSC00009+%282%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ej5759-8EG8/SS-ye6D2AbI/AAAAAAAAAZU/bffFZGOcG7M/s320/DSC00009+%282%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273629932725338546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ej5759-8EG8/SS-yehj-V0I/AAAAAAAAAZM/owTcsMclH1Y/s1600-h/DSC00008+%285%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ej5759-8EG8/SS-yehj-V0I/AAAAAAAAAZM/owTcsMclH1Y/s320/DSC00008+%285%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273629926149216066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ej5759-8EG8/SS-yediJaQI/AAAAAAAAAZE/w4BPENA0qXI/s1600-h/DSC00007+%286%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ej5759-8EG8/SS-yediJaQI/AAAAAAAAAZE/w4BPENA0qXI/s320/DSC00007+%286%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273629925067811074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ej5759-8EG8/SS-x81mw4pI/AAAAAAAAAY8/S2Sg_K889P8/s1600-h/DSC00006+%284%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ej5759-8EG8/SS-x81mw4pI/AAAAAAAAAY8/S2Sg_K889P8/s320/DSC00006+%284%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273629347414074002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ej5759-8EG8/SS-x84Bht4I/AAAAAAAAAY0/X_PjMbVwiFU/s1600-h/DSC00005+%284%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ej5759-8EG8/SS-x84Bht4I/AAAAAAAAAY0/X_PjMbVwiFU/s320/DSC00005+%284%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273629348063197058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ej5759-8EG8/SS-x8t2BzoI/AAAAAAAAAYs/I6Lpr1YSOIQ/s1600-h/DSC00004+%286%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ej5759-8EG8/SS-x8t2BzoI/AAAAAAAAAYs/I6Lpr1YSOIQ/s320/DSC00004+%286%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273629345330613890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ej5759-8EG8/SS-x8aeTHBI/AAAAAAAAAYk/0-ULHLgqG60/s1600-h/DSC00002+%286%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ej5759-8EG8/SS-x8aeTHBI/AAAAAAAAAYk/0-ULHLgqG60/s320/DSC00002+%286%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273629340130810898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ej5759-8EG8/SS-x8X2tDPI/AAAAAAAAAYc/maItQ5TO1uI/s1600-h/DSC00001+%286%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ej5759-8EG8/SS-x8X2tDPI/AAAAAAAAAYc/maItQ5TO1uI/s320/DSC00001+%286%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273629339427867890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not saying this because I'm his mom, but he just looks cute in these photos, right?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23912734-2354033347045371757?l=annksantos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annksantos.blogspot.com/feeds/2354033347045371757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23912734&amp;postID=2354033347045371757&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23912734/posts/default/2354033347045371757?v=2'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23912734/posts/default/2354033347045371757?v=2'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annksantos.blogspot.com/2008/11/dwyns-poses.html' title='Dwyn&apos;s poses'/><author><name>admin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name='OpenSocialUserId' value='15891136239360418234'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ej5759-8EG8/SS-ye6D2AbI/AAAAAAAAAZU/bffFZGOcG7M/s72-c/DSC00009+%282%29.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag='W/&quot;DkIHR3czfCp7ImA9WxRUEUs.&quot;'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23912734.post-5965588114973762153</id><published>2008-11-20T14:37:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-20T15:02:16.984+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app='http://www.w3.org/2007/app'>2008-11-20T15:02:16.984+08:00</app:edited><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='show me the money'/><title>Zenni Optical on Fox News</title><content type='html'>A few months ago, I wrote about Zenni Optical, which offers really nice and affordable eyeglasses.  Because of their affordable yet stylish prescription glasses, they stirred some buzz about their prescription eyeglasses.  Thus, &lt;a href="http://zennioptical.com/"&gt;Zenni Optical was on Fox News!&lt;/a&gt;  Check this video of &lt;a href="http://www.myfoxwghp.com/myfox/pages/Home/Detail;jsessionid=EBE608CA931F2CA78F3EC273FF9A8D8C?contentId=5835241&amp;amp;version=3&amp;amp;locale=EN-US&amp;amp;layoutCode=VSTY&amp;amp;pageId=1.1.1&amp;amp;sflg=1"&gt;Zenni on Fox&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zenni Optical commits on providing people with &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/Great%20Eyeglasses%20For%20Less"&gt;Great Eyeglasses For Less&lt;/a&gt;.  The eyeglasses are inexpensive because they come from Zenni's factories directly to their customers.  No middleman is involved.  There are &lt;a href="http://zennioptical.com/"&gt;Variable Dimension Frames From Zenni&lt;/a&gt; to choose from.  I particularly like this eyeglass and it only costs $29.95.  It is classy and can go with any outfit and it looks like my son can't destroy it in one instance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.myfoxwghp.com/myfox/pages/Home/Detail;jsessionid=EBE608CA931F2CA78F3EC273FF9A8D8C?contentId=5835241&amp;amp;version=3&amp;amp;locale=EN-US&amp;amp;layoutCode=VSTY&amp;amp;pageId=1.1.1&amp;amp;sflg=1"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 250px; height: 85px;" src="http://zennioptical.com/cart/image.php?productid=871" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/PC5/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot-1.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23912734-5965588114973762153?l=annksantos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annksantos.blogspot.com/feeds/5965588114973762153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23912734&amp;postID=5965588114973762153&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23912734/posts/default/5965588114973762153?v=2'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23912734/posts/default/5965588114973762153?v=2'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annksantos.blogspot.com/2008/11/zenni-optical-on-fox-news.html' title='Zenni Optical on Fox News'/><author><name>admin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name='OpenSocialUserId' value='15891136239360418234'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag='W/&quot;DUMEQHo9fCp7ImA9WxdaGE0.&quot;'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23912734.post-680971082174525177</id><published>2008-08-27T10:49:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-27T11:23:21.464+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app='http://www.w3.org/2007/app'>2008-08-27T11:23:21.464+08:00</app:edited><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my musings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='parenting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='breastfeeding'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='all about Dwyn'/><title>Medical concerns:  My Bell's Palsy and Dwyn's Acute Gastroenteritis</title><content type='html'>Three weeks ago, I got really sick. After coming back from the mall, where I had Dwyn photographed in a studio, my ear and head ached. I had a low-grade fever. I didn't go to a doctor immediately. Actually, even if I was told to visit a doctor, I didn't oblige. I just took the pain reliever that my OB prescribed after I gave birth to ease the pain on my ear and then took some Biogesic for the headache. It was tough getting sick because we had no househelp then. I had a lot of household chores to do but I was really not feeling well. Somehow, the pain subsided but there was still ringing in my ear. And my left ear got swollen and I somehow became a little deaf. I didn't go to the doctor yet again. The following week, I thought I was feeling better. But then, things got worse. Tuesday night, my cousin noticed that only my right eye closes. The next morning, I was shocked when I saw myself on the mirror na nakatabingi ang mukha ko. Nakangiwi ako! I tried opening my mouth pero di na sya pantay. I thought it was because of my contact lens kasi luma na. I removed my contact lens and tried to hide my condition from other people. Thursday, I was getting more scared. I thought I was having a stroke. I was having a hard time eating coz I couldn't get the food off properly from the spoon. Even drinking from the straw was hard. My left eye would cry, while the other eye would remain dry. Come Friday, I was vomitting already. That's when I decided to see a doctor. Honestly, I felt I was already dying. I was then worried for Dwyn if something happens to me. I visited a neurologist and a physical medicine doctor. They confirmed I have Bell's Palsy. Fortunately, it's still mild. I was given steroids and I need therapy. My concern this time: Dwyn is still breastfeeding. We tried to stop the breastfeeding but Dwyn obliged for only one night. The following day, he wanted to breastfeed again. I consulted a pediatrician friend and she said my medicine has no effect on breastfeeding and I continue breastfeeding him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday lunch time, it was just Dwyn and me at home. He pooped. I changed his diaper then he took his nap, without eating lunch. When he woke up, he started vomitting. From 1:30-4pm, he vomitted 6 times and pooped twice. I was panicking! I didn't know what to do first. I decided to rush him to the ER. Sobrang tamlay ni Dwyn dahil humihiga na sya talaga sa sahig. On the way to the hospital, he vomitted again inside the taxi. When we reached the ER, he was given hydrite. He became active. So, he was discharged. Then, he pooped twice after being discharged. His poop was watery. I was advised to observe him for 48 hours. His poop afterwards had intervals of 4 hours each.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday, I went to an ENT to have my ear checked. I had herpesoster, which caused my Bell's Palsy. I declined to take any antibiotic coz I am still breastfeeding Dwyn. Without my breastmilk, Dwyn would have no source of milk at all. So, the doctor just gave me ointment for my ear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday, we brought Dwyn to his pedia because he's still not ok. His pedia decided to admit him to the hospital because for 2 days he's not been taking any solid food and his poop was not just watery, but it was really water. They put a dextrose on him. Somehow, he regained his strength but no improvement with his poop and appetite. We had to stay in the hospital for 4 days until Dwyn stopped to poop and he started eating solid food. He really lost a lot of weight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dwyn is now ok, although he's only eating rice and lots and banana. I have stories to tell about our hospital experience but I'll try to do that some other time coz Dwyn is now irritated that I've been on the computer long enough.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23912734-680971082174525177?l=annksantos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annksantos.blogspot.com/feeds/680971082174525177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23912734&amp;postID=680971082174525177&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23912734/posts/default/680971082174525177?v=2'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23912734/posts/default/680971082174525177?v=2'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annksantos.blogspot.com/2008/08/medical-concerns-my-bells-palsy-and.html' title='Medical concerns:  My Bell&apos;s Palsy and Dwyn&apos;s Acute Gastroenteritis'/><author><name>admin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name='OpenSocialUserId' value='15891136239360418234'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>5</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag='W/&quot;CkQDRnY5fip7ImA9WxdQEks.&quot;'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23912734.post-1371371626166305715</id><published>2008-06-12T15:43:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-12T16:46:17.826+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app='http://www.w3.org/2007/app'>2008-06-12T16:46:17.826+08:00</app:edited><title>Dwyn's Bounce Experience</title><content type='html'>Last June 1, Dwyn celebrated his 2nd birthday party at Bounce Pasig. The venue was the perfect choice for Dwyn because Dwyn and the other kids, and even some adults too, had a blast at the play area. Dwyn particularly enjoyed the caterpillar slide, where he played even on his own. I saw him several times falling in line, being assisted by a Bounce staff, then sliding on his own. Dwyn also enjoyed the bouncer and even the balls scattered in the play area. When it's time for Dwyn to blow his birthday cake candle outside the play area, he was crying so hard because we brought him outside of the play area. It seemed that Dwyn didn't want to leave Bounce's play area. He would cry everytime we would carry him outside of the play area. Bounce was really the perfect party venue for Dwyn. He had too much fun that he didn't shout mommy during the party. He didn't mind that I wasn't there beside him because I hosted the games. We had sack race, balloon pop and find the ball for kids. And we also had catch the ball for moms and sons and balloon pop for adults. But I would say, the inflatables per se are more than enough to entertain the kids already. I had a hard time getting their attention so we could start with the games! If only I can afford it, I would convert our house to a mini-Bounce that Dwyn could enjoy everyday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some pictures of Dwyn at his Bounce party:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ej5759-8EG8/SFDfYebkV9I/AAAAAAAAARU/siJgZzfaqF4/s1600-h/100_4670.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ej5759-8EG8/SFDfYebkV9I/AAAAAAAAARU/siJgZzfaqF4/s320/100_4670.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210910380446210002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ej5759-8EG8/SFDfZxw87KI/AAAAAAAAARk/FEqtRrv0L50/s1600-h/100_4700.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ej5759-8EG8/SFDfZxw87KI/AAAAAAAAARk/FEqtRrv0L50/s320/100_4700.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210910402816044194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ej5759-8EG8/SFDfaqyKeAI/AAAAAAAAARs/7Q-vqn4eYtE/s1600-h/100_4702.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ej5759-8EG8/SFDfaqyKeAI/AAAAAAAAARs/7Q-vqn4eYtE/s320/100_4702.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210910418121947138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ej5759-8EG8/SFDfbJZhVeI/AAAAAAAAAR0/uVR6FZdvru0/s1600-h/100_4741.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ej5759-8EG8/SFDfbJZhVeI/AAAAAAAAAR0/uVR6FZdvru0/s320/100_4741.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210910426340087266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ej5759-8EG8/SFDhmO_K7bI/AAAAAAAAAR8/PADJHcjU3D0/s1600-h/100_4763.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ej5759-8EG8/SFDhmO_K7bI/AAAAAAAAAR8/PADJHcjU3D0/s320/100_4763.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210912815841996210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ej5759-8EG8/SFDhnI9FazI/AAAAAAAAASE/SwQVSnWPKWo/s1600-h/100_4865.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ej5759-8EG8/SFDhnI9FazI/AAAAAAAAASE/SwQVSnWPKWo/s320/100_4865.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210912831402502962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ej5759-8EG8/SFDhns4QG3I/AAAAAAAAASM/pzwrHDyDjxc/s1600-h/100_4870.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ej5759-8EG8/SFDhns4QG3I/AAAAAAAAASM/pzwrHDyDjxc/s320/100_4870.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210912841045908338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ej5759-8EG8/SFDhoNVqKPI/AAAAAAAAASU/3X3BODRphjs/s1600-h/100_4890.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ej5759-8EG8/SFDhoNVqKPI/AAAAAAAAASU/3X3BODRphjs/s320/100_4890.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210912849759185138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ej5759-8EG8/SFDhoj4OTPI/AAAAAAAAASc/4LYJKyGGjXY/s1600-h/100_4898.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ej5759-8EG8/SFDhoj4OTPI/AAAAAAAAASc/4LYJKyGGjXY/s320/100_4898.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210912855809740018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I highly recommend Bounce if you want a fun and enjoyable party for your kids.  The staff are very nice and helpful, and even the owners, Rich and Maloy, are very accommodating and helpful too.  Based on Dwyn's experience, Bounce was the perfect party venue for him.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23912734-1371371626166305715?l=annksantos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annksantos.blogspot.com/feeds/1371371626166305715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23912734&amp;postID=1371371626166305715&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23912734/posts/default/1371371626166305715?v=2'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23912734/posts/default/1371371626166305715?v=2'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annksantos.blogspot.com/2008/06/dwyns-bounce-experience.html' title='Dwyn&apos;s Bounce Experience'/><author><name>admin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name='OpenSocialUserId' value='15891136239360418234'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ej5759-8EG8/SFDfYebkV9I/AAAAAAAAARU/siJgZzfaqF4/s72-c/100_4670.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag='W/&quot;C0QFRXg-fSp7ImA9WxZVEEw.&quot;'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23912734.post-8105851610957069242</id><published>2008-03-20T17:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-20T19:08:34.655+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app='http://www.w3.org/2007/app'>2008-03-20T19:08:34.655+08:00</app:edited><title>$ 8 Complete Prescription Eyeglasses + Case</title><content type='html'>After my first semester in law school, I started wearing prescription glasses. Since then, I've been wearing prescription glasses everyday.  The one I'm currently wearing falls off easily when my nose gets sweaty or when I look down.  If I don't wear my eyeglass, my vision is really blurred.  You bet, I've been dying to change my current eyeglass.  It's torn, the lens fall off, and even when the lens don't fall off, they are like to pop out of the frame anytime.  I'm lucky to find that there exists a much cheaper eyeglasses than the ones I've had previously.  At $8, I can get a new eyeglass.  Yes, just $8.  Pretty cheap actually.  Check out &lt;a href="http://www.zennioptical.com/"&gt;$ 8 Zenni Optical Rx Eyeglasses&lt;/a&gt;.  They have high quality stylish frame (something I look for), thin and light 1.57 index lens, anti scratch coating and UV protection (which make the other eyeglasses more expensive), lens edge polishing and beveling, quality hard eyeglass case and microfiber lens cleaning cloth.  And they all come for free!!!  I got really interested in these eyeglasses believe me.  They really look nice.  And &lt;a href="http://www.zennioptical.com/"&gt;$ 8 Zenni Optical Rx Eyeglasses&lt;/a&gt; are cheap because they sell directly to their customers.  It is a personal fashion style.  Everything you need to know regarding their products is on their website.  They have single single vision eyeglasses, bifocal eyeglasses, sunglasses.  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I'm somewhere else around the house either cooking, washing the dishes, doing the laundry (and I do Dwyn's laundry by hand), pressing our clothes, cleaning our bathroom, etc.  I've totally neglected this blog and I've really not been diligent in doing my bloghopping activities.  I have not visited my blogger friends for quite some time now.  My apologies.  I'll catch up with you when things get lighter for me.  For those who still visit me here, thank you so much for still checking on me once in a while.  I really appreciate it.  Hay!  I'm really, really tired.  It makes me want to wander off somewhere where I can be alone.  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