Love Baby

No wonder, I coined this blog as I Love Baby Station! Baby Simoun was born on Love Day a.k.a.Valentines Day.

My expected due date is February 20. But when, I visited my OB and got the result of my third ultrasound, I was made aware that Baby is already big enough. Scared to undergo CS, I followed the instruction of my OB religiously. Walking, walking and walking plus Evening Prim Oil. I even googled labor inducing method.

At 12:45 of February, it was unusual that I was awakened by a call of nature. It's supposed to be at around 4 a.m.When I checked the toilet, I noticed something so I immediate called my sister. She told me that it's time. We went to the hospital at 4 a.m.. When my b.p. which was initially 130/90, became 120/80, I was advised by doctor to go home and get some sleep and walk if possible. At 10 a.m., contraction interval was 2 to 3 minutes, so when I arrived at the clinic and was checked, my doctor, herself brought me to the hospital.

Everything happened so fast. I was thankful that I was able to greet my hubby "happy monthsary" and "happy valentines" early that morning.  That was the start of another most memorable day of our life.

The Valentine Baby

Valentines Day has never been memorable until you came Baby Simoun, my Baby Love.

Precious Smile

There are a lot of happenings that I should have posted here. Unfortunately, I could not buy time so I will just write whatever I could.

As a new mom, I can't help but share the joy I felt the first time I saw my Baby Simoun's smile. Having him is a mystery and his smile is such a blessing that erased all the pains I went through.

On Baby Simoun's first day, I was in the recovery room and he was asleep when he was shown to me. I just had glimpsed of him because my condition was unstable. On his second day, I didn't see him because I was undersgoing blood transfusion. On his third day, I was blessed to see his smile. It was overwhelming. It was only then that I realized how early a human life can smile. I never thought of it until I saw Papa God's gift.

Smiling while sleeping

Seems enjoying his hiccups

Truly, being a mom is such a wonderful journey which is affirmed by a baby's angelic smile.

Slower Each Day

On January 31, I was advised that Baby is big enough, yet there is no sign that he'll be out soon. My cervix is not in proper position. It's posterior, according to my OB. She also said that the passage is narrow. OMG! I don't want to stay long in the delivery room and endure too much pain. So, my doctor's word means serious exercise.

Walking had been a piece of cake for the first 3 days after the check up. I even boasted to my Ate that I don't walk like a pregnant woman. Now, I must admit that pains are bothering me. Finding a most comfortable sleeping position is quite a challenge. Standing is now a task. Slowly but surely is the key.

Yeah! I'm becoming slower each day. Doing the laundry this morning was like 5x more difficult than it used to be because I could hardly walk.

Physical activities have never been this big deal. Sometimes, I feel guilty for failing to be a nice wife to my hubby. I don't cook for him anymore. I rarely make him smile and laugh. The good thing is that he has remained a very loving partner.

I guess, we are thinking of the same thing... ANYTHING FOR OUR BABY!

Since Baby is about to come out, I have thought of taking a souvenir of my baby bump this morning. Here,  

I love you, Baby!

Beauty Secret Revealed

I have heard that "the best father is one who loves his wife." I am not sure if my hubby has heard of it before or he is guided by pure father's instinct.

When it comes to having a baby, it's always the mother who is in the spotlight. That is why I thought of showing my gratitude to my very loving and caring husband, my Asawa Ko.

When I got pregnant, almost everyone guessed, we will have a princess. "You are blooming. You will have a girl;" "Hiyang ka magbuntis. Siguro, babae yan;" and "Pustahan tayo. Babae yan!" are just some of my frequently-heard statements.

So, when we finally found out our baby's gender, everyone was surprised.

As for me, the reason why I look pleasant is that my happiness radiates. I have been well-taken-cared of. I always feel that I am loved and that I could not find anyone who could love me and my baby as much as my hubby. He makes me feel that he has loved me more although I am huge. I assured me that I am still sexy in his eyes though he could hardly carry me. He watches my diet. He monitors my vitamin-intake. He prepares my milk. When he's home, he pampers me. He makes me smile. If he could do everything, we would, just for me. Most of all, he has been very patient.

I can't imagine being pregnant without him.  Who is going to help me rub those difficult-to-reach parts when bathing? Who is going to help me dress up? Who will bring me "pasalubong?" Who will tell the jeepney driver or a passenger not to smoke because I am pregnant? Indeed, things become easier because he is around.

Not even a bad hair day can make me look ugly.

I love you, Asawa Ko. Thank you for making me beautiful.

For the Books

Usually, when I go malling alone, which is very common, you can find me either at the home section of the department store or in any bookstore.

If I have money, I don't go home without any book. You may call it addiction. This could be the reason why others think I love reading. Until now, I am not sure of that though. In fact, I have tons of unread books.

Now, let's go to the story.

I had a chance of bonding with my sister, Len, after Christmas. While waiting for her in Cubao, I visited National Bookstore. Though I wasn't sure if I had extra for books, I went straight to the Law books section. I was glad that I did not find any book I need in school. Law books cost an arm, a leg and you may include my neck. haha..

At the bargain section, I found "Who Moved My Cheese." Knowing it is a perfect book for someone, I bought it. Then, I found some irresistible books. I bought only two (2). Imagine me, closing my eyes while paying. Here, 

Forty to 50% off then, less my Laking National points means savings.

Oh! I just love them. I finished the small one right away and I have read the first few chapters of Babytalk book.

This new chapter in my life is truly a wonderful learning experience.

The Right Time

The clock is ticking. It seems that like I am bomb ready to explode. haha... I guess, I am exaggerating things.

These past few days, I've been thinking of whether or not I should ready myself for an early or late delivery, if possible. Why? It's not that I do not want to give birth in February, but it is about having my baby born under year of the dragon or snake. I am a snake, by the way. I am sure many of you who are reading this would like to give me a sermon by this time, but please, I don't need one.

Don't fret. I have decided to see Baby on the EDD, i.e., my expected due date based on my ultrasound. Of course, if Baby wants see the world earlier, Mommy and Daddy would welcome him with all smiles and open arms.

How did I arrive at this? Well, I just read that complications are more common among early-term babies, those born at 37 or at 38 weeks. As a mom, of course, I want the best for Baby. If I was able to endure 8 months, what is two weeks to me? Avoiding risks is the best thing I can do for Baby right now. Finally, I don't like, even just the idea of, having my baby through C-section. I will not dwell on the details because I think this one is pretty understandable.

This pic was taken more or less one (1) month before Baby sees the light.

Anyway, as the time approaches, the more I realize, that there are a lot of things to be accomplished. Why hurry? Now, I firmly believe that the right time is when Baby is ready.

Hello, Baby!

On July 9, Daddy and I saw baby for the first time. So, it's confirmed. There's life inside my tummy and the countdown begins.

Greetings flooded our FB's wall. Now, the world knows that it's official. Hubby and I are no longer just husband and wife. We will soon become Daddy and Mommy.

I could still remember when the doctor told me that his heartbeat was normal. Tears fell down. Of course, that was tears of overwhelming gratitude. The life inside me is a PRESENT, a gift from the One Above and a product of love.