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<?xml-stylesheet type="text/xsl" media="screen" href="/~d/styles/atom10full.xsl"?><?xml-stylesheet type="text/css" media="screen" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~d/styles/itemcontent.css"?><feed xmlns="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" xmlns:openSearch="http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/" xmlns:georss="http://www.georss.org/georss" xmlns:feedburner="http://rssnamespace.org/feedburner/ext/1.0"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14377326</id><updated>2009-10-13T09:58:28.424+08:00</updated><title type="text">Winged Words</title><subtitle type="html">words that have "taken wings" by flying from one person to another which hopefully will touch them even in the slightest way</subtitle><link rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://charlize06.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://charlize06.blogspot.com/" /><link rel="hub" href="http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/" /><link rel="next" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14377326/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25" /><author><name>Heidi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13936139299941039320</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><generator version="7.00" uri="http://www.blogger.com">Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>317</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><link rel="self" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/WingedWords" type="application/atom+xml" /><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="hub" href="http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com" /><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14377326.post-5047859343796007976</id><published>2009-07-21T10:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-21T10:00:33.866+08:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="thinking out loud" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="baby bounce" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="family ties" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="work woes" /><title type="text">What now?</title><content type="html">&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;When I think about it, it never ceases to amaze me how sometimes we choose a certain path with a certain goal in mind but when we reach the end of that path life surprises us with a totally different venue that we often get confused and oftentimes disoriented.&amp;nbsp; Before, I dealt differently with these "curve balls"... I used to punish myself by thinking about the choices I've made and dwelling on the "what ifs".&amp;nbsp; Now, I just take things in stride and pray that I would have the strength and wisdom to overcome the obstacles that come my way.&amp;nbsp; Recently, my mom was diagnosed with partial parkinson's disease.&amp;nbsp; Anyone who has been reading this blog in the past months would know that my mom is the one who takes care of my son, Adam while go to work everyday... Last week was a battle... I had to go on leave for a week because although my brother could help me out with Adam, he is far from experienced with regards to diaper changing, giving a 5-month old baby a bath, etc.&amp;nbsp; This week is a whole different battle -- yes, I'm back at work but my mind is constantly on the move as to how we could solve our problem with who would take care of my baby.&amp;nbsp; It's fortunate that this week my sister is on a week-long leave and is able to take care of Adam but the weeks to come after this is still a big question mark!&amp;nbsp; A nanny would be the perfect solution, of course, but hiring one isn't as easy as 1-2-3.&amp;nbsp; These days, it really is quite hard to find a nanny with whom you would be able to trust enough to leave your kids with.&amp;nbsp; (*SIGH*)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14377326-5047859343796007976?l=charlize06.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://charlize06.blogspot.com/feeds/5047859343796007976/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14377326&amp;postID=5047859343796007976&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14377326/posts/default/5047859343796007976" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14377326/posts/default/5047859343796007976" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/WingedWords/~3/ozvsqnig34Q/what-now.html" title="What now?" /><author><name>Heidi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13936139299941039320</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="05111600613226502735" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://charlize06.blogspot.com/2009/07/what-now.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14377326.post-2856472358059356040</id><published>2009-06-18T09:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-24T13:35:16.020+08:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="baby bounce" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="that's life" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="family ties" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="office chatter" /><title type="text">Post of the Month</title><content type="html">&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I guess I have to resign myself to having just one or two posts per month... I just haven't had the hang of balancing a career, being a housewife, being a mom to a four-month old baby, having a social life and maintaining a regularly updated blog. Anyway, this is my first and maybe last post for June...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;A lot has happened and I wanted to blog about most of them but I guess the moment has passed me by that I cannot seem to put into words the details of what my complicated existence have been through for the past weeks... There's my son, Adam, turning four months and growing so big, so fast that now he doesn't fit anymore on the net which we normally use when bathing him so his Dad or my brother Allan would hold him in the baby tub while I bathe him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C7IBU1IS2VI/SkGyYuDXa3I/AAAAAAAAAds/iRnmrtJ-Hk0/s1600-h/bath+time.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C7IBU1IS2VI/SkGyYuDXa3I/AAAAAAAAAds/iRnmrtJ-Hk0/s320/bath+time.jpg" tj="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;And then there's the teambuilding seminar that I went to a week or so ago (where I took lots of pictures of but I can't seem to get around to organizing and uploading!)&amp;nbsp; Then there's also the matter of promotion (Yey! Finally!)&amp;nbsp; Now my thoughts are running faster again than my fingers could type so I better stop before I stop making sense and wait until I can post something again (hopefully more thought-cohesive, hehehe!).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14377326-2856472358059356040?l=charlize06.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://charlize06.blogspot.com/feeds/2856472358059356040/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14377326&amp;postID=2856472358059356040&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14377326/posts/default/2856472358059356040" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14377326/posts/default/2856472358059356040" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/WingedWords/~3/TDWglzzotnY/post-of-month.html" title="Post of the Month" /><author><name>Heidi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13936139299941039320</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="05111600613226502735" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C7IBU1IS2VI/SkGyYuDXa3I/AAAAAAAAAds/iRnmrtJ-Hk0/s72-c/bath+time.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://charlize06.blogspot.com/2009/06/post-of-month.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14377326.post-3001546152971381957</id><published>2009-05-18T14:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T14:12:19.046+08:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="baby bounce" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="that's life" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="family ties" /><title type="text">Happenings</title><content type="html">&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I have been remiss at updating this blog lately mainly because I have to steal time away from work to be able to do so... and it's not easy to do that considering that I have tons to do and I don't have a clerk to help me.&amp;nbsp; But aside from that, recently my 3-month old baby got sick.&amp;nbsp; He had a cough and so I was attending to him most of the time.&amp;nbsp; I had to nebulize him with normal saline solution (his pediatrician didn't want him to drink cough medicines at this early) every 6 hours for 5 days and so I was on leave.&amp;nbsp; And to top it all, my sister Hazelle gave birth, so my mom who&amp;nbsp;takes care of Adam when hubby and I go to work had to attend to her and her new baby, Francesca Louise.&amp;nbsp; I had to extend my leave to care for my baby while my mom takes care of my sister and niece.&amp;nbsp; Now I am back to work and have a mountain of tasks to accomplish!&amp;nbsp; More&amp;nbsp;details later... when I find more time to blog.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14377326-3001546152971381957?l=charlize06.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://charlize06.blogspot.com/feeds/3001546152971381957/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14377326&amp;postID=3001546152971381957&amp;isPopup=true" title="2 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14377326/posts/default/3001546152971381957" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14377326/posts/default/3001546152971381957" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/WingedWords/~3/KWC7l9hnRdM/happenings.html" title="Happenings" /><author><name>Heidi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13936139299941039320</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="05111600613226502735" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">2</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://charlize06.blogspot.com/2009/05/happenings.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14377326.post-4435467304831312257</id><published>2009-04-26T10:15:00.039+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T15:24:05.608+08:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="baby bounce" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Celebrations" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="hubby stuff" /><title type="text">Three</title><content type="html">&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C7IBU1IS2VI/SfasspsQbfI/AAAAAAAAAdk/0y565VdZk2o/s1600-h/3.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C7IBU1IS2VI/SfasspsQbfI/AAAAAAAAAdk/0y565VdZk2o/s400/3.bmp" yi="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Today, Charlie and I are celebrating our third year anniversary as husband and wife.&amp;nbsp; Today also happens to be the day our son, Adam is turning three months old.&amp;nbsp; So hubby and I decided to make a simple celebration just for the three of us.&amp;nbsp; Although hubby won't be home until 6pm tonight (he was asked to go to work today) we are definitely going to celebrate this double occassion.&amp;nbsp; While Adam is sound asleep, I have already cleaned the house and I took out of hiding our best china.&amp;nbsp; I double checked the ingredients for what I'm cooking for dinner (Tanigue Steak, Pork Asado and Chopsuey).&amp;nbsp; Charlie promised to bring home a small cake for dessert to complete our candle-lit, homemade dinner.&amp;nbsp; I can't help but smile as I am writing this because I keep thinking... "I hope all married couples are as happy as we are and as thankful for the blessings they are given."&amp;nbsp; Yes, we have our share of problems and I cannot say our marriage is better than everybody else's but somehow we manage to rise above the trials and maintain a loving and giving relationship.&amp;nbsp; Three years may be a short time compared to other marriages but so far so good and with the arrival of our baby, Adam, our love for one another has reached another level and has added a new height of bonding for us.&amp;nbsp; So to you my wonderful, patient husband... Thank you so much for loving me and taking care of me and our son, I love you!&amp;nbsp; Happy third wedding anniversary!&amp;nbsp; And to my adorable son... Happy third month birthday! May you grow to be a God-fearing, happy person.&amp;nbsp; I love you son!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14377326-4435467304831312257?l=charlize06.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://charlize06.blogspot.com/feeds/4435467304831312257/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14377326&amp;postID=4435467304831312257&amp;isPopup=true" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14377326/posts/default/4435467304831312257" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14377326/posts/default/4435467304831312257" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/WingedWords/~3/uMqYaI1uQtw/three.html" title="Three" /><author><name>Heidi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13936139299941039320</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="05111600613226502735" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C7IBU1IS2VI/SfasspsQbfI/AAAAAAAAAdk/0y565VdZk2o/s72-c/3.bmp" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://charlize06.blogspot.com/2009/04/three.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14377326.post-710622609327550480</id><published>2009-04-16T13:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-16T13:27:56.347+08:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Celebrations" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="family ties" /><title type="text">April Celebrators</title><content type="html">April marks the birthday of two of my siblings:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14th - my brother Allan who turned 29 this year&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C7IBU1IS2VI/Sea5JId3yXI/AAAAAAAAAdI/hJYJjL4ZHKE/s1600-h/allan.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C7IBU1IS2VI/Sea5JId3yXI/AAAAAAAAAdI/hJYJjL4ZHKE/s320/allan.jpg" yi="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;that's my brother with his girlfriend, bevs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;and 15th - my sister Hazelle who turned 22.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C7IBU1IS2VI/SebBKiQHxLI/AAAAAAAAAdU/ZAvxEf7XZhA/s1600-h/zel.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="305" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C7IBU1IS2VI/SebBKiQHxLI/AAAAAAAAAdU/ZAvxEf7XZhA/s400/zel.jpg" width="400" yi="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;That's my sister Hazelle with our dog, Muffy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To both of you, Happy,&amp;nbsp;Happy Birthday and I wish only the best for you... Loveyah both!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14377326-710622609327550480?l=charlize06.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://charlize06.blogspot.com/feeds/710622609327550480/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14377326&amp;postID=710622609327550480&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14377326/posts/default/710622609327550480" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14377326/posts/default/710622609327550480" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/WingedWords/~3/zjKK2CS-fwo/april-celebrators.html" title="April Celebrators" /><author><name>Heidi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13936139299941039320</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="05111600613226502735" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C7IBU1IS2VI/Sea5JId3yXI/AAAAAAAAAdI/hJYJjL4ZHKE/s72-c/allan.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://charlize06.blogspot.com/2009/04/april-celebrators.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14377326.post-3292747061554783974</id><published>2009-04-13T10:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-15T12:01:23.538+08:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="DIY" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="baby bounce" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Celebrations" /><title type="text">Adam's Baptism</title><content type="html">&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Yesterday, aside from being easter sunday, marked my son's entry to the Christian World. The ceremony was simple and shared with 5 other babies at the Cathedral of St. Andrew in Parañaque.&amp;nbsp; The reception was held at my parents home with the help of a caterer friend who gave us a huge discount and relatives who pitched in by providing the sound system and running errands for us.&amp;nbsp; The invitations were a project I played with using photoshop and then had printed in a nearby photo developing outlet.&amp;nbsp; I did several layouts and couldn't make my mind up which one to print for the final layout so I ended up having two different layouts for the invites:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C7IBU1IS2VI/SeKw86UqE1I/AAAAAAAAAcY/fqO2i9xiB1I/s1600-h/baptismal+invite+01-small.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ki="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C7IBU1IS2VI/SeKw86UqE1I/AAAAAAAAAcY/fqO2i9xiB1I/s320/baptismal+invite+01-small.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C7IBU1IS2VI/SeKxJU9GUZI/AAAAAAAAAcg/DR1lSHTjfqY/s1600-h/baptismal+invite+02-small.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ki="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C7IBU1IS2VI/SeKxJU9GUZI/AAAAAAAAAcg/DR1lSHTjfqY/s320/baptismal+invite+02-small.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;I also made a layout for a tarpauline which I had printed for only 350 pesos:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C7IBU1IS2VI/SeK19RK014I/AAAAAAAAAco/g6B81grL8Ag/s1600-h/baptismal+tarpauline-small.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ki="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C7IBU1IS2VI/SeK19RK014I/AAAAAAAAAco/g6B81grL8Ag/s320/baptismal+tarpauline-small.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Here are some of the pictures taken during the ceremony:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos.friendster.com/photos/39/59/3979593/1_249459605l.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="317" src="http://photos.friendster.com/photos/39/59/3979593/1_249459605l.jpg" width="420" yi="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos.friendster.com/photos/39/59/3979593/1_637313510l.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="420" src="http://photos.friendster.com/photos/39/59/3979593/1_637313510l.jpg" width="413" yi="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C7IBU1IS2VI/SeP8zP_M8NI/AAAAAAAAAdA/_F5uoYTEaTY/s1600-h/bdress.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C7IBU1IS2VI/SeP8zP_M8NI/AAAAAAAAAdA/_F5uoYTEaTY/s400/bdress.jpg" yi="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos.friendster.com/photos/39/59/3979593/1_234343489l.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="317" src="http://photos.friendster.com/photos/39/59/3979593/1_234343489l.jpg" width="420" yi="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos.friendster.com/photos/39/59/3979593/1_824317856l.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="420" src="http://photos.friendster.com/photos/39/59/3979593/1_824317856l.jpg" width="373" yi="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos.friendster.com/photos/39/59/3979593/1_428478482l.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="222" src="http://photos.friendster.com/photos/39/59/3979593/1_428478482l.jpg" width="420" yi="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos.friendster.com/photos/39/59/3979593/1_292226757l.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="170" src="http://photos.friendster.com/photos/39/59/3979593/1_292226757l.jpg" width="420" yi="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The food during the reception were:&amp;nbsp; Beef with mushroom and young corn, mixed vegetables with shrimp, chicken lollipops, pork hamonado and buko pandan.&amp;nbsp; My aunt cooked spicy shrimps to add to the viands layed out for the guests and I ordered a chocolate cake from Red Ribbon also to add color and sweetness to the mix.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C7IBU1IS2VI/SePuBV_yUYI/AAAAAAAAAc4/PBahS_lZPJA/s1600-h/bcake.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C7IBU1IS2VI/SePuBV_yUYI/AAAAAAAAAc4/PBahS_lZPJA/s320/bcake.jpg" yi="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos.friendster.com/photos/39/59/3979593/1_815195419l.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="130" src="http://photos.friendster.com/photos/39/59/3979593/1_815195419l.jpg" width="200" yi="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos.friendster.com/photos/39/59/3979593/1_495174856l.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="151" src="http://photos.friendster.com/photos/39/59/3979593/1_495174856l.jpg" width="200" yi="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;The giveaways were miniature ceramic displays and glass pacifiers for the guests while the godparents received tumblers with Adam's photo in it with text saying "I am a proud godparent of Charles Adam"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos.friendster.com/photos/39/59/3979593/1_596584340l.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="317" src="http://photos.friendster.com/photos/39/59/3979593/1_596584340l.jpg" width="420" yi="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos.friendster.com/photos/39/59/3979593/1_468688679l.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="420" src="http://photos.friendster.com/photos/39/59/3979593/1_468688679l.jpg" width="319" yi="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;And here's the new christian sound asleep after the ceremony:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos.friendster.com/photos/39/59/3979593/1_542036867l.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="323" src="http://photos.friendster.com/photos/39/59/3979593/1_542036867l.jpg" width="420" yi="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;To all our relatives and friends who were able to attend, Thanks so much!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14377326-3292747061554783974?l=charlize06.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://charlize06.blogspot.com/feeds/3292747061554783974/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14377326&amp;postID=3292747061554783974&amp;isPopup=true" title="3 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14377326/posts/default/3292747061554783974" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14377326/posts/default/3292747061554783974" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/WingedWords/~3/17W9_XagJ2o/adams-baptism.html" title="Adam's Baptism" /><author><name>Heidi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13936139299941039320</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="05111600613226502735" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C7IBU1IS2VI/SeKw86UqE1I/AAAAAAAAAcY/fqO2i9xiB1I/s72-c/baptismal+invite+01-small.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">3</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://charlize06.blogspot.com/2009/04/adams-baptism.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14377326.post-9109918487309369724</id><published>2009-04-01T15:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T15:28:45.062+08:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="baby bounce" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="mommy moments" /><title type="text">Baby Talk</title><content type="html">&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I just wanted to share how my son and I "communicate".&amp;nbsp; Here's one of our "conversations" during our alone-time last Saturday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/--O-Ho6rN_A&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/--O-Ho6rN_A&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14377326-9109918487309369724?l=charlize06.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://charlize06.blogspot.com/feeds/9109918487309369724/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14377326&amp;postID=9109918487309369724&amp;isPopup=true" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14377326/posts/default/9109918487309369724" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14377326/posts/default/9109918487309369724" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/WingedWords/~3/3lT2uouOpfk/baby-talk.html" title="Baby Talk" /><author><name>Heidi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13936139299941039320</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="05111600613226502735" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://charlize06.blogspot.com/2009/04/baby-talk.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14377326.post-8145862986503739363</id><published>2009-03-31T09:42:00.028+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T10:56:40.212+08:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="meme" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="baby bounce" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="mommy moments" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="office chatter" /><title type="text">Multi-tasking Worked!</title><content type="html">&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://mommycommunity.com/index.php/category/this-weeks-toot/" target="_Blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i249.photobucket.com/albums/gg230/mcowner/TT-button.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;For the past several days now, I have been cramming to accomplish several unrelated stuff:&amp;nbsp; finishing preparations for my son's christening on Easter Sunday, filling-up numerous forms and compiling document requirements&amp;nbsp;for my upcoming promotion (&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C7IBU1IS2VI/SdLJFicl86I/AAAAAAAAAcQ/gGKfUAd7mA0/s1600-h/crossfingers.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ki="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C7IBU1IS2VI/SdLJFicl86I/AAAAAAAAAcQ/gGKfUAd7mA0/s200/crossfingers.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;) and filing for refund of the overpayment of&amp;nbsp;a loan deducted&amp;nbsp;from my salary.&amp;nbsp; Now, I am happy to report that I have finally finished two of them and am now concentrating on putting on the finishing touches to my son's baptism preps.&amp;nbsp; And here I thought doing all these at the same time is making things more difficult and longer to finish...&amp;nbsp; At least now I only have a few more errands to run (finalizing the menu with the caterer, finishing the DIY giveaways and printing and distributing the invitations).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile, Adam turned two months last March 26 and although we were not able to celebrate it like when he turn 1-month old, he definitely has grown bigger, heavier and stronger.&amp;nbsp; He often coos, gurgles and sometimes even shouts at us when we are talking to him.&amp;nbsp; He even chuckles once in a while now.&amp;nbsp; It really is amazing how fast babies grow and develop!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14377326-8145862986503739363?l=charlize06.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://charlize06.blogspot.com/feeds/8145862986503739363/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14377326&amp;postID=8145862986503739363&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14377326/posts/default/8145862986503739363" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14377326/posts/default/8145862986503739363" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/WingedWords/~3/GnXGx6D-ySo/multi-tasking-worked.html" title="Multi-tasking Worked!" /><author><name>Heidi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13936139299941039320</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="05111600613226502735" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C7IBU1IS2VI/SdLJFicl86I/AAAAAAAAAcQ/gGKfUAd7mA0/s72-c/crossfingers.gif" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://charlize06.blogspot.com/2009/03/multi-tasking-worked.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14377326.post-7398644046346624198</id><published>2009-03-24T11:23:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-24T12:01:28.712+08:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="digiscrap" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="mommy moments" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Celebrations" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="family ties" /><title type="text">Three Kings</title><content type="html">&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;Last Saturday my cousin Levie had a celebration cum Thanksgiving for having passed the Nursing Board Exam (Congrats Levie!).&amp;nbsp; It was also an opportunity for a family get-together and photo-ops.&amp;nbsp; Since it was the first time that "the three kings" - that's what our relatives call my son and the sons of two of my cousins because they were born a month apart and they're all boys - got together, most the cameras were focused on them.&amp;nbsp; Of course, the pictures included their mommies so here they are...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C7IBU1IS2VI/SchAAYe7oQI/AAAAAAAAAbw/Oc5kPQrYjb4/s1600-h/three+kings.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ii="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C7IBU1IS2VI/SchAAYe7oQI/AAAAAAAAAbw/Oc5kPQrYjb4/s320/three+kings.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;That's me and my baby Adam, my cousin Tin-tin and her son Ethan, and my cousin Erika with her son NC.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C7IBU1IS2VI/SchL0iLldcI/AAAAAAAAAcA/9UgK57bqTbo/s1600-h/three+kings+2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ii="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C7IBU1IS2VI/SchL0iLldcI/AAAAAAAAAcA/9UgK57bqTbo/s320/three+kings+2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;upper photo: us again, this time with Inang Chayong (our grandmother); lower photo: Me with Adam&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C7IBU1IS2VI/SchRohDw1gI/AAAAAAAAAcI/C9FTtsevBSg/s1600-h/adam%26I.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ii="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C7IBU1IS2VI/SchRohDw1gI/AAAAAAAAAcI/C9FTtsevBSg/s320/adam%26I.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;and this is me again with my son.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of the three, Ethan was born first (Dec. 4, 2008), then came my little Adam (Jan. 26, 2009) and then NC (Feb. 13, 2009).&amp;nbsp; It was our Uncle Jim who coined the "Three Kings" bit.&amp;nbsp; He even said Ethan was going to be called Mel (short for Melchor), Adam was to be Gas (short for Gaspar) and NC would be Bal (short for Baltazar).&amp;nbsp; Of course only Uncle Jim calls them that, hehehe!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14377326-7398644046346624198?l=charlize06.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://charlize06.blogspot.com/feeds/7398644046346624198/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14377326&amp;postID=7398644046346624198&amp;isPopup=true" title="2 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14377326/posts/default/7398644046346624198" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14377326/posts/default/7398644046346624198" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/WingedWords/~3/o-9iXyx-N4o/three-kings.html" title="Three Kings" /><author><name>Heidi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13936139299941039320</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="05111600613226502735" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C7IBU1IS2VI/SchAAYe7oQI/AAAAAAAAAbw/Oc5kPQrYjb4/s72-c/three+kings.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">2</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://charlize06.blogspot.com/2009/03/three-kings.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14377326.post-4614429257056551386</id><published>2009-03-20T10:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T10:03:54.447+08:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="baby bounce" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="mommy moments" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="work woes" /><title type="text">Back to Work</title><content type="html">&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Today is my first day at work after my 2-month maternity leave... so far, I have texted my mom twice inquiring about Adam and it's only a little past 9am (I left the house about 7:45am).&amp;nbsp; Ganon yata talaga, hirap iwanan ang baby even when you know he's in good hands.&amp;nbsp; Specially since a couple of days after he turned 1-month old saka pa naka-latch on ang baby ko so I have been mixed feeding him (breastfeeding in the afternoon and at night and bottle feeding in the morning) eversince.&amp;nbsp; Anyway, to take my mind off Adam for a while (as if!) I have decided to update this blog and then concentrate on organizing the accumulated paperwork that I have to accomplish.&amp;nbsp; Time seems so slow though when you want to be somewhere else...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14377326-4614429257056551386?l=charlize06.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://charlize06.blogspot.com/feeds/4614429257056551386/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14377326&amp;postID=4614429257056551386&amp;isPopup=true" title="2 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14377326/posts/default/4614429257056551386" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14377326/posts/default/4614429257056551386" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/WingedWords/~3/8x3i04L3yk8/back-to-work.html" title="Back to Work" /><author><name>Heidi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13936139299941039320</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="05111600613226502735" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">2</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://charlize06.blogspot.com/2009/03/back-to-work.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14377326.post-5117593491460107021</id><published>2009-03-03T11:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-03T11:40:24.844+08:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="blog things" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="family ties" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="home" /><title type="text">Going Home</title><content type="html">&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Tomorrow, Adam and I are going home... Charlie has finally declared he has less overtime work from tomorrow onwards and so he'll have more time to bond with Adam when he gets home, that's why we have decided that it's about time we go home to our apartment.&amp;nbsp; It will also serve as our practice for when I go back to work.&amp;nbsp; The plan is that I will bring Adam to my parents house in the early morning before going to work and fetch him from there after office.&amp;nbsp; I am crossing my fingers that this plan would work because we don't have a nanny for Adam yet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;My going home means even lesser updates for this blog because I would have to dedicate more time to Adam and my mom and sisters wouldn't be there to look after Adam while I go online.&amp;nbsp; Besides, I only have a prepaid internet connection at home and I doubt I will remember to reload...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So to my readers (if there are any)... please bear with me and expect more updates from March 20 onwards because by that time I would be able to access my blog more often (during lunch and coffee breaks) at the office.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14377326-5117593491460107021?l=charlize06.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://charlize06.blogspot.com/feeds/5117593491460107021/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14377326&amp;postID=5117593491460107021&amp;isPopup=true" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14377326/posts/default/5117593491460107021" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14377326/posts/default/5117593491460107021" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/WingedWords/~3/k7rqV1LpBfs/going-home.html" title="Going Home" /><author><name>Heidi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13936139299941039320</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="05111600613226502735" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://charlize06.blogspot.com/2009/03/going-home.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14377326.post-3517337736890458021</id><published>2009-02-27T18:20:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-03T11:24:36.974+08:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="smilestones" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="baby bounce" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="mommy moments" /><title type="text">Adam turns 1 month old</title><content type="html">&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Time really flies when your having fun... Yesterday my baby is one month old.  The fact that I already have a baby has hardly sunk in and yet here he is, my adorable little treasure.  Next thing you know my maternity leave would expire and I would have to go back to work na... I still can't imagine leaving my precious baby every morning and not see him again until around 6pm but I know things will work out.  So how did we celebrate Adam's 1st month?  Well since hubby had overtime work, we celebrated it late at night - around 11pm na with just a simple late dinner and with hubby and I blowing a single candle on an icing-topped cupcake I bought earlier.  (Too bad we don't have pictures kasi in all the excitement we forgot na).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;~ * ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Facts About Adam&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: justify;"&gt;He would always calm down (even during a loud cry) whenever I sing "The Alphabet Song" to him (only me, kasi my mom and sister tried singing it to him pero he kept on crying, hehehe!)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: justify;"&gt;He can drink up to 3 ounces of milk every two hours now&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: justify;"&gt;He can already hold his two-ounce bottle while feeding&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;He becomes beet red when he cries or gets irritated&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;He smiles a lot during the early mornings specially after his 4am feeding and even coos at you when you talk to him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="width: 300px;"&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="110"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/vZ0SluSrFt/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/vZ0SluSrFt/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="300" height="110"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div style="padding: 1px; background-color: rgb(230, 230, 230);"&gt;&lt;div style="padding: 4px 4px 0pt 0pt; float: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.imeem.com/embedsearch/E6E6E6/" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;form method="post" action="http://www.imeem.com/embedsearch/" style="margin: 0pt; padding: 0pt;"&gt;&lt;input name="EmbedSearchBox" type="text"&gt;&lt;input value="Search" style="font-size: 12px;" type="submit"&gt;&lt;div style="padding-top: 3px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/ads/banneradclick.ashx?ep=0&amp;amp;ek=vZ0SluSrFt" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.imeem.com/ads/bannerad/152/10/" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/ads/banneradclick.ashx?ep=1&amp;amp;ek=vZ0SluSrFt" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.imeem.com/ads/bannerad/153/10/" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/ads/banneradclick.ashx?ep=2&amp;amp;ek=vZ0SluSrFt" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.imeem.com/ads/bannerad/154/10/" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/ads/banneradclick.ashx?ep=3&amp;amp;ek=vZ0SluSrFt" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.imeem.com/ads/bannerad/155/10/vZ0SluSrFt/" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/form&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/themelanophobic/music/vjOO1YvG/unknown-a-youre-adorable/"&gt;A Youre Adorable - Unknown&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14377326-3517337736890458021?l=charlize06.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://charlize06.blogspot.com/feeds/3517337736890458021/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14377326&amp;postID=3517337736890458021&amp;isPopup=true" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14377326/posts/default/3517337736890458021" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14377326/posts/default/3517337736890458021" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/WingedWords/~3/inHSJv2T04Q/adam-turns-1-month-old.html" title="Adam turns 1 month old" /><author><name>Heidi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13936139299941039320</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="05111600613226502735" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://charlize06.blogspot.com/2009/02/adam-turns-1-month-old.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14377326.post-7807966621908685695</id><published>2009-02-18T13:29:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-22T12:02:11.203+08:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="baby bounce" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="that's life" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="mommy moments" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="contests" /><title type="text">Halo-Halong Kwento</title><content type="html">&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Ok... so, a couple of days ago I was bragging about my son's smilestones and then the same day that that post was published we had a little scare with Adam. Around 8pm of Feb.16 as Charlie was carrying Adam, he noticed the little boy was looking up earnestly as if trying to follow something way beyond the reach of his line of vision and so his neck was slowly stiffening and his whole body bending because he was arching his back. Hubby and I thought he was just stretching or something and then when his eyes started to cross and no amount of calling him and trying to divert his attention was working we started to panic already. Buti na lang my parents were there... the next events were kinda blurry na basta before we got to the point of rushing him to the nearest hospital, Adam calmed down na and when we checked for his temperature it was only 37.4 naman so we just applied kool fever on his forehead and I called his pediatrician to ask if we should give him something. Dr. Ong replied naman that we should just monitor his fever and give him paracetamol drops (0.3 ml) every 4 hours until his temperature goes down to normal. And so hubby and I together with my parents started our vigil with the little boy. His normal demands for feeding wasn't there and so we had to wake him up every 3 hours pa for his milk pero he would feed heartily naman when offered. Buti na lang dito pa kami sa parents ko, otherwise Charlie and I wouldn't have known what to do. Now the little boy is back to normal, feeding every two hours nanaman instead of three...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;~ * ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;On a lighter note... I was fortunate enough to have been included in the top 20 list of the "My Shopaholic Confession" post for Nuffnang, unfortunately I wasn't able to attend the awarding because Adam was sick nga... but anyways, congratulations to all the winners and I hope you had fun... I'll just have to watch the movie with hubby later.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;~ * ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Have you noticed how hot the weather is getting lately?  Anyways, I was thinking sana of a garden venue for Adam's baptism reception pero if the weather is going to be hotter than this by March, I'd have to scratch that plan and go with an airconditioned venue instead.  I have started making the layout for the invitations already and I already know what the giveaways would be... The list of Ninongs and Ninangs is incomplete pa (di pa decided si hubby dun sa final list nya kasi!) but we have already inquired sa church and we're just awaiting the release of his birth certificate on the 28th.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14377326-7807966621908685695?l=charlize06.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://charlize06.blogspot.com/feeds/7807966621908685695/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14377326&amp;postID=7807966621908685695&amp;isPopup=true" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14377326/posts/default/7807966621908685695" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14377326/posts/default/7807966621908685695" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/WingedWords/~3/3KcD9-Ugs0g/halo-halong-kwento.html" title="Halo-Halong Kwento" /><author><name>Heidi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13936139299941039320</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="05111600613226502735" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://charlize06.blogspot.com/2009/02/halo-halong-kwento.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14377326.post-2341813557635685184</id><published>2009-02-16T18:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-16T18:07:27.169+08:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="smilestones" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="baby bounce" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="mommy moments" /><title type="text">Smilestones</title><content type="html">&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;These past few days has been a flurry of events making it uber difficult for me to find time to sit still and write about it here, but let me try to recap some of them as best as i can:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Feb. 8 was the day Adam's belly button stump fell off and so the next day, I was able to give him a full bath.&amp;nbsp; Slightly scary for me because it's a first but we were able to conquer that challenge quite well naman with the help of my sister, Hazelle.&amp;nbsp; Also, the same day I gave my baby boy his first full bath (Feb. 9) I was able to clip his nails for the first time.&amp;nbsp; But I still put mittens on his hands until now kasi his nails are still quite sharp and I don't want him to scratch his face.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C7IBU1IS2VI/SZk4aeOnE7I/AAAAAAAAAa8/MJKHcLCAJ_U/s1600-h/nails.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C7IBU1IS2VI/SZk4aeOnE7I/AAAAAAAAAa8/MJKHcLCAJ_U/s320/nails.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Feb. 14 was Adam's first trip to his Pediatrician.&amp;nbsp; Yes, Valentine's day, I had a date with my son to his pedia.&amp;nbsp; Dr. Ong was so surprised to see Adam again (he's my boy's pedia na kasi when I gave birth).&amp;nbsp; His first question was "what have you been feeding him?" Ha?! As if I could feed him anything but milk na... It wasn't super obvious to me kasi how my son has grown in the past 3 weeks because he's with me everytime but for someone like his Pedia who hasn't seen him since he was 3 days old, Adam's growth is more pronounced.&amp;nbsp; My baby now weighs 8.9 lbs. and has grown to 52 cm. in length.&amp;nbsp; "Very good!" according to Dr. Ong.&amp;nbsp; Wow, buti naman my baby's growing well... my only frustration is that I am not able to breastfeed him.&amp;nbsp; I give him milk that I pump from my breasts once a day lang kasi I only get a couple of ounces of milk from me tapos the rest of the day I feed him milk formula na that was initially given to him in the hospital.&amp;nbsp; Anyway, it's the first time Charlie and I didn't celebrate Valentine's Day with a date or special home-cooked dinner man lang but he still gave me a cute flower arrangement with a teddy bear naman when he came home from work.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C7IBU1IS2VI/SZk5pFUT4ZI/AAAAAAAAAbE/0g4i4vel9s4/s1600-h/pedia-trip.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C7IBU1IS2VI/SZk5pFUT4ZI/AAAAAAAAAbE/0g4i4vel9s4/s320/pedia-trip.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Feb. 15 was the day my nephew Ethan Lebron E. Mediante was baptized and so it was the first time Adam was able to attend a family gathering.&amp;nbsp; Actually, hesitant pa ako to bring Adam kasi nga di pa siya nabinyagan but my cousins and Aunts were insistent that I bring Charles Adam to Ethan's baptism since the reception naman is going to be at my Aunt's house so Adam isn't really making unnecessary gala.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C7IBU1IS2VI/SZk6XrGYXRI/AAAAAAAAAbM/R9gYoWZeZW0/s1600-h/ethan-baptism.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C7IBU1IS2VI/SZk6XrGYXRI/AAAAAAAAAbM/R9gYoWZeZW0/s320/ethan-baptism.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C7IBU1IS2VI/SZk6h00z-xI/AAAAAAAAAbU/zrWRpmmfXfc/s1600-h/ethan-baptism2.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C7IBU1IS2VI/SZk6h00z-xI/AAAAAAAAAbU/zrWRpmmfXfc/s320/ethan-baptism2.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Anyways, Adam was quite a good boy sa mga "outings" namin.&amp;nbsp; Unfortunately, he was specially cranky the past couple of nights kasi he was asleep the whole day.&amp;nbsp; Everytime we are in the car kasi kahit di pa time for him to sleep, he falls asleep na so pagdating sa house ayaw na niya mag-sleep.&amp;nbsp; Hay naku after his pedia visit 4am na kami nakatulog kasi iyak siya ng iyak.&amp;nbsp; Tapos last night naman 3am na kasi ganun din... he doesn't want to sleep yet.&amp;nbsp; Buti na lang ngayon dito lang kami sa haws kaso naman super init today so he's making a bit of a fuss din.&amp;nbsp; Sana lang di na siya irritable later.&lt;/div&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/14377326-2341813557635685184?l=charlize06.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://charlize06.blogspot.com/feeds/2341813557635685184/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14377326&amp;postID=2341813557635685184&amp;isPopup=true" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14377326/posts/default/2341813557635685184" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14377326/posts/default/2341813557635685184" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/WingedWords/~3/Z5IUr8A2_S0/smilestones.html" title="Smilestones" /><author><name>Heidi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13936139299941039320</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="05111600613226502735" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C7IBU1IS2VI/SZk4aeOnE7I/AAAAAAAAAa8/MJKHcLCAJ_U/s72-c/nails.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://charlize06.blogspot.com/2009/02/smilestones.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14377326.post-6960004671715879425</id><published>2009-02-08T10:26:00.033+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-08T10:51:43.523+08:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="baby bounce" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="that's life" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="mommy moments" /><title type="text">Sleepless in Sucat</title><content type="html">&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C7IBU1IS2VI/SY5Ip9AUbkI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/gMQdQ5gi82E/s1600-h/sleeping+adam.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C7IBU1IS2VI/SY5Ip9AUbkI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/gMQdQ5gi82E/s320/sleeping+adam.JPG" xi="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Adam is now 13 days old and&amp;nbsp;we have been staying at my parents house eversince we came home from the hospital.&amp;nbsp; I have heard warnings and all kinds of advice about the sleeping habits of a newborn but I didn't really think much about it until now... It really does take a toll on you after several days... the erratic sleeping habits of your newborn, I mean.&amp;nbsp; Most of the time, mornings and afternoons are peaceful enough and are quite manageable but its the late nights and early mornings that are quite taxing.&amp;nbsp; I mean, just when you think he's finally going back to sleep, he fusses again or demands another feeding.&amp;nbsp; Oh, but I'm not complaining though, I am totally ok with this if only to see my little boy smile or hear him coo...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I have also learned to heed the advice of most mothers to take advantage of his sleeping time and make it an opportunity to catch up on some Zzzs myself.&amp;nbsp; I also try to stay vigilant in the late evenings and early mornings when Adam oftentimes make a fuss because I don't want to disturb my mom and dad so much and wake them unneccesarily.&amp;nbsp; But that's also a challenge since my Dad is super in love with Adam (my dad calls him "Tutoy") and every tiny noise Adam makes would cause my Dad to pick him up or tell me to feed him even when I know he's still full, hehehe, grandparents talaga!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14377326-6960004671715879425?l=charlize06.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://charlize06.blogspot.com/feeds/6960004671715879425/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14377326&amp;postID=6960004671715879425&amp;isPopup=true" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14377326/posts/default/6960004671715879425" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14377326/posts/default/6960004671715879425" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/WingedWords/~3/BKoUdh66VVw/sleepless-in-sucat.html" title="Sleepless in Sucat" /><author><name>Heidi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13936139299941039320</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="05111600613226502735" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C7IBU1IS2VI/SY5Ip9AUbkI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/gMQdQ5gi82E/s72-c/sleeping+adam.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://charlize06.blogspot.com/2009/02/sleepless-in-sucat.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14377326.post-5921679726165925300</id><published>2009-02-07T11:37:00.027+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-08T12:36:12.408+08:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="thinking out loud" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="moola" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="shopping" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="mommy moments" /><title type="text">My Shopaholic Confession</title><content type="html">&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Hi! My name is Heidi and I'm a Shopaholic!&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have always been a bit out of control when it comes to spending time and money whenever I get near a mall or even the remotest of "&lt;em&gt;tiangges&lt;/em&gt;" but I really thought I have been cured of this "addiction".&amp;nbsp; But I was mistaken!&amp;nbsp; It seems, my recent giving birth has just elevated my being a shopaholic to a new level.&amp;nbsp; If before, my shopping tendencies were just limited to trinkets and the occassional expensive, branded, items for myself... now, I have discovered a different kind of happiness whenever I buy something new for my adorable baby boy!&amp;nbsp; And just like most mothers out there, I wouldn't settle for just the "ok" stuff... I browse the shelves and display cabinets for the best (which are almost always the most expensive) baby things and don't even think twice as to how big a dent it's going to make on my budget or if my baby already has it in a different color.&amp;nbsp; All I can think about is... no, wait... I don't think much when I'm shopping for little Adam, I just say "oh isn't this cute" or "this would be perfect for Adam" and buy, buy, buy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then of course, the minute I got home my mom made just one comment and I was brought back to reality... That most of the stuff I bought, my son doesn't really need... they're just darn cute... that I probably wouldn't be able to pay for my purchases (I used my credit card when I ran out of cash, which wasn't very long after I filled up my cart with baby things) until my son celebrates his first birthday... that I still have a lot more important stuff I should have spent the money on!&amp;nbsp; This made me think of an upcoming movie adapted from a book I read a year or so ago... Confessions of a Shopaholic.&amp;nbsp; Hmmm...&amp;nbsp;hubby and I will have to make it a movie date and see this movie if only to see my shortcomings from a different perspective and maybe... just maybe I'll be cured.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Catch "Confessions of a Shopaholic" in Cinemas on February 18, 2009!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://rebeccabloomwood.com/"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object data="http://www.nuffnang.com.ph/wp-content/uploads/2009/02/shopaholic_1.swf" height="250" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300"&gt; &lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.nuffnang.com.ph/wp-content/uploads/2009/02/shopaholic_1.swf" /&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14377326-5921679726165925300?l=charlize06.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://charlize06.blogspot.com/feeds/5921679726165925300/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14377326&amp;postID=5921679726165925300&amp;isPopup=true" title="7 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14377326/posts/default/5921679726165925300" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14377326/posts/default/5921679726165925300" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/WingedWords/~3/jrSEuRlhwvw/my-shopaholic-confession.html" title="My Shopaholic Confession" /><author><name>Heidi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13936139299941039320</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="05111600613226502735" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">7</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://charlize06.blogspot.com/2009/02/my-shopaholic-confession.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14377326.post-2456535277294091294</id><published>2009-02-02T10:53:00.039+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-08T11:33:25.266+08:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="baby bounce" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="that's life" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="mommy moments" /><title type="text">Happy Family</title><content type="html">&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I just can't get over the fact that I'm a mom now... I mean I should have been getting used to the idea since I was carrying a huge belly for several months before Adam arrived but it really doesn't hit you until you see your baby face to face and get to experience his day to day activities.&amp;nbsp; Granted a week-old baby doesn't have that much activity to talk about but its the everyday experience of being with him and seeing him open his eyes or smile in his sleep or cry or even the mundane tasks of changing his diapers or giving him milk that would really make one realize... I'm a mom!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Anyway, here are more pictures of us at the hospital:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C7IBU1IS2VI/SY5NzyOrKpI/AAAAAAAAAaE/FnpnzSCOsWo/s1600-h/hospital+heidi.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C7IBU1IS2VI/SY5NzyOrKpI/AAAAAAAAAaE/FnpnzSCOsWo/s320/hospital+heidi.bmp" xi="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C7IBU1IS2VI/SY5OCXC6u_I/AAAAAAAAAaM/dz19HZanzL0/s1600-h/nursery+adam.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C7IBU1IS2VI/SY5OCXC6u_I/AAAAAAAAAaM/dz19HZanzL0/s320/nursery+adam.bmp" xi="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;...as we were about to go home from the hospital:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C7IBU1IS2VI/SY5NlQ1TXrI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/1N2m6l-mc0w/s1600-h/going+home+01.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C7IBU1IS2VI/SY5NlQ1TXrI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/1N2m6l-mc0w/s320/going+home+01.bmp" xi="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C7IBU1IS2VI/SY5OQyPvDOI/AAAAAAAAAaU/5pd4k5zgAqM/s1600-h/going+home+02.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C7IBU1IS2VI/SY5OQyPvDOI/AAAAAAAAAaU/5pd4k5zgAqM/s320/going+home+02.bmp" xi="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;...and our first days at home (my parents' home):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C7IBU1IS2VI/SY5OXCpJwQI/AAAAAAAAAac/qJSflIhgOuU/s1600-h/home+01.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C7IBU1IS2VI/SY5OXCpJwQI/AAAAAAAAAac/qJSflIhgOuU/s320/home+01.JPG" xi="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C7IBU1IS2VI/SY5OXCpJwQI/AAAAAAAAAac/qJSflIhgOuU/s1600-h/home+01.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C7IBU1IS2VI/SY5OXCpJwQI/AAAAAAAAAac/qJSflIhgOuU/s320/home+01.JPG" xi="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C7IBU1IS2VI/SY5RFbQASmI/AAAAAAAAAa0/xlFIkpnHVVE/s1600-h/home+03.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C7IBU1IS2VI/SY5RFbQASmI/AAAAAAAAAa0/xlFIkpnHVVE/s320/home+03.JPG" xi="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C7IBU1IS2VI/SY5Q2Y4kFTI/AAAAAAAAAas/03EZBCeYELU/s1600-h/home+04.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C7IBU1IS2VI/SY5Q2Y4kFTI/AAAAAAAAAas/03EZBCeYELU/s320/home+04.JPG" xi="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C7IBU1IS2VI/SY5P4JXmIwI/AAAAAAAAAak/VGYr7lded04/s1600-h/home+02.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C7IBU1IS2VI/SY5P4JXmIwI/AAAAAAAAAak/VGYr7lded04/s320/home+02.JPG" xi="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Indeed, I can say that Charlie and I now have a happy family... despite his protests that he would be happier with a couple more kids! Ngek!&amp;nbsp; The memory of labor pains are still too fresh to even think that I would go through all that again...&amp;nbsp; Yes, Charles Adam is worth all that, but for now... This happy family is content.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14377326-2456535277294091294?l=charlize06.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://charlize06.blogspot.com/feeds/2456535277294091294/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14377326&amp;postID=2456535277294091294&amp;isPopup=true" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14377326/posts/default/2456535277294091294" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14377326/posts/default/2456535277294091294" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/WingedWords/~3/UhaZEqRSOIE/happy-family.html" title="Happy Family" /><author><name>Heidi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13936139299941039320</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="05111600613226502735" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C7IBU1IS2VI/SY5NzyOrKpI/AAAAAAAAAaE/FnpnzSCOsWo/s72-c/hospital+heidi.bmp" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://charlize06.blogspot.com/2009/02/happy-family.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14377326.post-8044563542848979109</id><published>2009-01-30T12:07:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-02T13:30:58.039+08:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="baby bounce" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="that's life" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="preggy me" /><title type="text">Labor Day</title><content type="html">&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yes, "Labor Day" for me has come and gone... and although a 30-page, single-spaced, back-to-back account of that day wouldn't do it justice, I will try to impart to you the shortest version possible:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Around 12:30 AM of January 26, I woke up feeling uneasy... I stood up and went to the bathroom several times but I couldn't pinpoint what I wanted to do. I didn't feel like I was going to pee or poop so I lied down again but couldn't go back to sleep so I texted Charlie "Honey, manganganak na yata ako" around 2:15 AM (I was staying at my parents' house at that time because Charlie was scared that I would be alone when the time comes) but I guess Charlie was fast asleep at that time and I wasn't sure whether I was going into labor already so I just kept quiet and closed my eyes trying my hardest to sleep. I guess I succeeded to get some shut-eye because the next thing I remember was waking up at around 6am feeling wet and sweaty. When I stood up I felt fluids trickling down my legs already and so I called my sisters who were having breakfast at that time and when they saw me standing frozen by the doorway of the bedroom they went on panic mode and called my Dad and Mom... next thing I knew I was cleaned up, dressed and in the car on the way to the hospital. We arrived at the hospital at around 8:30 AM and I was immediately admitted to the Delivery Room because I already had an admission note from my OB. The rest of the day was a haze of coming and going of nurses, doctors and the feeling of pain and being tired. I was only 3cm and continued to be so until around 2pm so my OB decided to give me oxytocin to help and antibiotics before that because my water bag broke already making me and the baby prone to infections. By 6pm I was already 6cm but the baby was still "floating" and was yet to descend. I was then transferred to a Delivery Table and was given an epidural for the pain and was nebulized to prevent an asthma attack. By 8:45pm I was already 8cm and Adam went down a little but I heard my OB say she wants to talk to my hubby and Mom making me a bit nervous. I knew something was wrong and so I asked the resident beside me if it was going to take long before I gave birth and she said the baby was still a bit "high" and there were times when his heartbeat was going down. This prompted me to talk out loud to my baby... I said "Adam, please go down na... they're all waiting for you na..." By 9pm I when the second shot of "pain reliever" wore off and the Anesthesiologist was administering the third shot I felt an accumulation of saliva in my mouth and before I knew it, I threw up right then and there. The nurses and doctors were as surprised as I was (but I guess the pain and lack of food since early that morning just had to take it's toll on me) and next thing I knew they were asking me to push as hard as I can when the contactions come while a couple of the residents/nurses were helping out (pushing down on my tummy).... After a several tries I felt my baby come out and I heard his cry.... &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Charles Adam E. Yadao&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; made his debut at 9:44pm of January 26, 2009 at the University of Sto. Tomas Hospital.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298066322366967202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 243px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C7IBU1IS2VI/SYaDP_UkraI/AAAAAAAAAZU/AMQ-g47hQHY/s320/adam01.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298067863782840450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 243px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C7IBU1IS2VI/SYaEptiwWII/AAAAAAAAAZc/gsD3S2xMKCc/s320/adam02.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298067868392692930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 243px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C7IBU1IS2VI/SYaEp-t1HMI/AAAAAAAAAZk/O5-ed6tyNVs/s320/adam04.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298067866540957282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 288px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C7IBU1IS2VI/SYaEp30V3mI/AAAAAAAAAZs/e_QIg8Hct7A/s320/adam03.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14377326-8044563542848979109?l=charlize06.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://charlize06.blogspot.com/feeds/8044563542848979109/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14377326&amp;postID=8044563542848979109&amp;isPopup=true" title="3 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14377326/posts/default/8044563542848979109" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14377326/posts/default/8044563542848979109" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/WingedWords/~3/wtdIXmm9jls/labor-day.html" title="Labor Day" /><author><name>Heidi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13936139299941039320</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="05111600613226502735" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C7IBU1IS2VI/SYaDP_UkraI/AAAAAAAAAZU/AMQ-g47hQHY/s72-c/adam01.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">3</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://charlize06.blogspot.com/2009/01/labor-day.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14377326.post-3189416080923682198</id><published>2009-01-25T09:47:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-25T10:31:47.818+08:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="that's life" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="hubby stuff" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="family ties" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="preggy me" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="home" /><title type="text">Still...</title><content type="html">&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;To everyone who has been wondering whether "Labor Day" has come and gone for me, well... it hasn't! I am still awaiting Adam's arrival until now. Meanwhile, I have organized and re-organized stuff around the apartment, cleaned until there isn't a speck of dust, watched TV until my eyes are tired and thought out every scenario of when and how I'm going to have this baby. It's hard pala when you're this bored... specially for me, because I have always lacked the patience to wait! Now, I'm at my parents' house. Charlie has finally put his foot down and said I should not exhaust myself too much and just wait patiently for when Adam is ready and willing to come out. He has a point, I mean all these complaining and re-arranging of whatever I get my hands on isn't going to help... Besides hubby would at least have his piece of mind while he's at the office, now that I'm here where there would be lots of people who could call him and bring me to the hospital when the time comes. My youngest sister promised Charlie she would accompany me to long walks every afternoon (after school) to hasten Adam's descent.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Yesterday's checkup and ultrasound (yes another one!) resulted to just like the one I had a week before... still 2cm... and Adam's still 7 lbs. (which is making me worry even more if I'm going to be able to deliver normally) My next checkup is scheduled for the 27th and I am hoping that by then there would be a development that would lead to my giving birth na!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Anyway, to keep my mind off all that, my neice Marian has been a constant source of entertainment. I mean looking at the pictures below, wouldn't you get entertained as well?!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295053178917915234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 234px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C7IBU1IS2VI/SXvOz9Q0imI/AAAAAAAAAZE/ZRV2dH-WbIE/s320/m%26pig01.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295053177646150146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 241px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C7IBU1IS2VI/SXvOz4hm8gI/AAAAAAAAAZM/7cqj-18GnBE/s320/m%26pig02.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14377326-3189416080923682198?l=charlize06.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://charlize06.blogspot.com/feeds/3189416080923682198/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14377326&amp;postID=3189416080923682198&amp;isPopup=true" title="2 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14377326/posts/default/3189416080923682198" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14377326/posts/default/3189416080923682198" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/WingedWords/~3/2l2XkSJ6pB8/still.html" title="Still..." /><author><name>Heidi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13936139299941039320</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="05111600613226502735" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C7IBU1IS2VI/SXvOz9Q0imI/AAAAAAAAAZE/ZRV2dH-WbIE/s72-c/m%26pig01.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">2</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://charlize06.blogspot.com/2009/01/still.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14377326.post-7292456071628080476</id><published>2009-01-23T15:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-23T15:12:00.210+08:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="meme" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="food" /><title type="text">Strawberry Jelly</title><content type="html">&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://lifesnippets.net/about/food-friday" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Food Friday" src="http://i258.photobucket.com/albums/hh251/heidiyadao/blog%20things/foodfriday.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293271628747917810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C7IBU1IS2VI/SXV6gFssSfI/AAAAAAAAAY4/pwAPFMjH1Jc/s320/DSC01511.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of my absolute favorite desserts... That's why even though I don't often eat at Karate Kid, I still pass by their store just so I could hoard these!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14377326-7292456071628080476?l=charlize06.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://charlize06.blogspot.com/feeds/7292456071628080476/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14377326&amp;postID=7292456071628080476&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14377326/posts/default/7292456071628080476" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14377326/posts/default/7292456071628080476" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/WingedWords/~3/kN8JAxx8Guk/strawberry-jelly.html" title="Strawberry Jelly" /><author><name>Heidi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13936139299941039320</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="05111600613226502735" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C7IBU1IS2VI/SXV6gFssSfI/AAAAAAAAAY4/pwAPFMjH1Jc/s72-c/DSC01511.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://charlize06.blogspot.com/2009/01/strawberry-jelly.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14377326.post-8693250680763580592</id><published>2009-01-20T14:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-20T15:09:40.252+08:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="thinking out loud" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="preggy me" /><title type="text">The Waiting Game</title><content type="html">It's more tedious pala to wait to go on labor when you're on leave na... My maternity leave started yesterday and after accomplishing the remaining stuff to do on my list before I go on labor... now I am getting bored... waiting... I have flipped through channels until my eyes are blurry na.  Last check-up (January 17) my OB said Adam's still too high and I was only 2cm...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14377326-8693250680763580592?l=charlize06.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://charlize06.blogspot.com/feeds/8693250680763580592/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14377326&amp;postID=8693250680763580592&amp;isPopup=true" title="3 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14377326/posts/default/8693250680763580592" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14377326/posts/default/8693250680763580592" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/WingedWords/~3/nRxhB2riakU/waiting-game.html" title="The Waiting Game" /><author><name>Heidi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13936139299941039320</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="05111600613226502735" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">3</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://charlize06.blogspot.com/2009/01/waiting-game.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14377326.post-9028832368690731197</id><published>2009-01-17T06:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-17T06:15:00.560+08:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="thinking out loud" /><title type="text">Wanted: Nanny</title><content type="html">&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Last night hubby and I found out that his cousing who we were expecting to come and live with us next week to help out with the coming of Adam isn't coming anymore.&amp;nbsp; I don't want to elaborate on her reasons for not coming because that's her problem... But now, she gave us a problem.&amp;nbsp; All the while, I was thinking I'm lucky that I don't have to worry about hiring a stranger to act as nanny to Adam when I go back to work after my 60-day maternity leave, but now I'm at a loss as to what I'm going to do.&amp;nbsp; I'm very meticulous when it comes to running my household and so I'm not very keen on hiring a house help.&amp;nbsp; Specially before... It was only Charlie and I who lives in our apartment and we do most of the house chores ourselves.&amp;nbsp; Of course, it's going to be different now that we will be having a baby.&amp;nbsp; We can't afford for one of us to stop working yet because we're still making payments to a house we bought last year.&amp;nbsp; We haven't even started improvements on that house yet (which, naturally, will bring about more expenses) because we're still saving for that.&amp;nbsp; Hmmm... now I have to figure out something that will iron out the creases in my now crumpled plan!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Hiring a nanny is the only option I have now, but I don't even know how to start or how to go about finding one.&amp;nbsp; Plus there is the stranger factor... I mean it's hard enough to entrust your baby to a relative while you go to work, it's triple hard pa to do so with a total stranger!&amp;nbsp; I mean, if I find one in an agency, am I assured that that person would be less likely to run off with my baby?&amp;nbsp; Gosh, am I paranoid or what?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Anyway, I couldn't sleep last night thinking of what to do and now I'm typing away, early in the morning... fooling myself into thinking that if I write about it, if I voice out my concerns, a lightbulb will eventually light up and I will find the "great" solution to my dilemma...&amp;nbsp; But that's just wishful thinking... Now I have to first shut up about it and think hard.&amp;nbsp; Besides, I have a schedule for a check-up today.&amp;nbsp; I don't want to look stressed when I go to my OB.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14377326-9028832368690731197?l=charlize06.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://charlize06.blogspot.com/feeds/9028832368690731197/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14377326&amp;postID=9028832368690731197&amp;isPopup=true" title="3 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14377326/posts/default/9028832368690731197" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14377326/posts/default/9028832368690731197" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/WingedWords/~3/kvkngplejqs/wanted-nanny.html" title="Wanted: Nanny" /><author><name>Heidi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13936139299941039320</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="05111600613226502735" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">3</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://charlize06.blogspot.com/2009/01/wanted-nanny.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14377326.post-7415524121018785200</id><published>2009-01-16T10:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-16T10:48:00.228+08:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="meme" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="food" /><title type="text">Yesterday's Lunch</title><content type="html">&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://lifesnippets.net/about/food-friday" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Food Friday" border="0" src="http://i258.photobucket.com/albums/hh251/heidiyadao/blog%20things/foodfriday.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, we had an office affair, and for lack of what to post today for my weekly meme, I am posting pictures of what I had for lunch during our conference hall blessing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C7IBU1IS2VI/SW7cinEBftI/AAAAAAAAAYc/BM03HcSJPnI/s1600-h/food+friday04.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C7IBU1IS2VI/SW7cinEBftI/AAAAAAAAAYc/BM03HcSJPnI/s320/food+friday04.jpg" vi="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;that's rice, veggies and quail eggs, beef with brocolli, and lechon&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C7IBU1IS2VI/SW7cnIfKxGI/AAAAAAAAAYk/2Mcwli5gYWM/s1600-h/food+friday04-1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C7IBU1IS2VI/SW7cnIfKxGI/AAAAAAAAAYk/2Mcwli5gYWM/s320/food+friday04-1.jpg" vi="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;and this is chicken-macaroni salad and some of the stuff found in the salad bar like cheese, quail eggs, turnips and corn... I wasn't able to create a more elaborate salad side plate because the queue was long and I wanted to sit and eat already, hehehe!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14377326-7415524121018785200?l=charlize06.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://charlize06.blogspot.com/feeds/7415524121018785200/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14377326&amp;postID=7415524121018785200&amp;isPopup=true" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14377326/posts/default/7415524121018785200" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14377326/posts/default/7415524121018785200" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/WingedWords/~3/jEB6c0w9TOc/yesterdays-lunch.html" title="Yesterday's Lunch" /><author><name>Heidi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13936139299941039320</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="05111600613226502735" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C7IBU1IS2VI/SW7cinEBftI/AAAAAAAAAYc/BM03HcSJPnI/s72-c/food+friday04.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://charlize06.blogspot.com/2009/01/yesterdays-lunch.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14377326.post-6089085133099469455</id><published>2009-01-15T13:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-15T15:14:36.011+08:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="that's life" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="office chatter" /><title type="text">Office Affair</title><content type="html">Today, our newly renovated conference hall was blessed in time with our superintendent's 64th birthday celebration.&amp;nbsp; Here are some of the event's highlights I was able to capture...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C7IBU1IS2VI/SW7TbUxgHPI/AAAAAAAAAXs/AVyP1Zi43m0/s1600-h/blessing01.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C7IBU1IS2VI/SW7TbUxgHPI/AAAAAAAAAXs/AVyP1Zi43m0/s320/blessing01.jpg" vi="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C7IBU1IS2VI/SW7Tk5RHmWI/AAAAAAAAAX0/DcoGEyvtKTc/s1600-h/blessing02.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C7IBU1IS2VI/SW7Tk5RHmWI/AAAAAAAAAX0/DcoGEyvtKTc/s320/blessing02.jpg" vi="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C7IBU1IS2VI/SW7Tqts1xuI/AAAAAAAAAX8/ncpKshoe6Q0/s1600-h/blessing03.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; 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margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C7IBU1IS2VI/SW7VvkhQIRI/AAAAAAAAAYM/fc4OQJnPMsA/s320/blessing05.jpg" vi="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C7IBU1IS2VI/SW7V3rcfZhI/AAAAAAAAAYU/084ocUvDYho/s1600-h/blessing06.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C7IBU1IS2VI/SW7V3rcfZhI/AAAAAAAAAYU/084ocUvDYho/s320/blessing06.jpg" vi="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14377326-6089085133099469455?l=charlize06.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://charlize06.blogspot.com/feeds/6089085133099469455/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14377326&amp;postID=6089085133099469455&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14377326/posts/default/6089085133099469455" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14377326/posts/default/6089085133099469455" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/WingedWords/~3/rhL9AjBZGeY/office-affair.html" title="Office Affair" /><author><name>Heidi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13936139299941039320</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="05111600613226502735" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C7IBU1IS2VI/SW7TbUxgHPI/AAAAAAAAAXs/AVyP1Zi43m0/s72-c/blessing01.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://charlize06.blogspot.com/2009/01/office-affair.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14377326.post-6570429016488477832</id><published>2009-01-14T09:28:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-14T11:14:54.615+08:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="baby bounce" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="shopping" /><title type="text">Baby Things Update</title><content type="html">&lt;div&gt;A couple of months back, I posted something about the list of things I would buy for my baby... now, a few days before my due date I have yet to buy all the things written in that list but I just don't want to go overboard (like I usually do) shopping and then end up not needing nor using some of the stuff I purchase. My mom said I could always shop for more baby stuff when our little Adam arrives. So anyway, here are the stuff I have bought so far...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="temp_br"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Clothes&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strike&gt;5 undershirts or onesies&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strike&gt;2&amp;nbsp;blanket sleepers&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strike&gt;3 pairs of socks or booties&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strike&gt;5 pajama stretchsuits&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;1-2 dress up outfits&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strike&gt;1 h&lt;/strike&gt;at&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strike&gt;1 sweater&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bedding&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;bassinet or &lt;strike&gt;crib&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;baby mattress ~ &lt;em&gt;i bought a couple of comforters instead&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strike&gt;sheets&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Breastfeeding&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strike&gt;3&lt;/strike&gt; nursing bras ~ &lt;em&gt;i only have one... am still waiting for the two i ordered from a friend&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strike&gt;pillow to support baby&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;breast pump&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;1 box of breast pads&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;nipple cream (lanolin based)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strike&gt;loose shirts or button downs for me (easier for nursing)&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Changing&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strike&gt;diapers&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;baby lotion&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strike&gt;baby wipes&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;diaper rash ointment&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strike&gt;toys to distract the baby&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;changing mat&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;tissues&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strike&gt;dirty diaper bin or bucket&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;strong&gt;For Going Out&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;diaper bag/backpack&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;baby carrier/stroller&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strike&gt;diapers&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strike&gt;travel-size tissues&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strike&gt;baby wipes&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strike&gt;plastic bag for dirty diapers&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;While waiting for my doctor during one of my check-ups a med rep gave me&amp;nbsp;a free digital thermometer so I'm counting that as one of the baby needs that I could cross-out the list also... so mommies out there, am I all set for the big day? Or do I have to run to the mall to get something essential before my baby arrives?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14377326-6570429016488477832?l=charlize06.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://charlize06.blogspot.com/feeds/6570429016488477832/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14377326&amp;postID=6570429016488477832&amp;isPopup=true" title="4 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14377326/posts/default/6570429016488477832" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14377326/posts/default/6570429016488477832" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/WingedWords/~3/iHra2bgeFTE/baby-things-update.html" title="Baby Things Update" /><author><name>Heidi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13936139299941039320</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="05111600613226502735" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">4</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://charlize06.blogspot.com/2009/01/baby-things-update.html</feedburner:origLink></entry></feed>
