On June 12, my husband and I marked our 5th wedding anniversary. Our celebration this year was different from last year. We opted to have some quality time with our Little Kolokoy so I just booked an overnight stay in one of the hotels in Ortigas where my husband and I had our much needed R&R!

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Our plan was simple - check-in to our room and lie down until our back hurts! Hahaha! Boyet said in jest that our Master's bedroom is also air-conditioned, and that our TV at home is much bigger than that in the hotel room. But it was just so nice to have at least a day of not thinking about cooking, cleaning the house and washing the dishes. We only left the hotel room to get dinner. Ganun kami kapetiks! I’ll do a separate post to review our most recent staycation, but let me just say that I had the best 8-hour sleep that night since I got pregnant with Zayne! Hahahaha!

Zayne and I slept earlier while Boyet watched the airing of Heneral Luna on ABS-CBN. Ang saya lang kapag Independence Day ang wedding anniversary, puro himagsikan ang ganap sa TV! Harharhar! I was half awake by midnight so I greeted my husband. He jumped out of the bed to get something and handed me his gift. Kaya pala 2 oras nagpa-gas the day before!!!

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One proof that we have been married for five years - we get “prorated” gifts. Hahaha. I got my Mother’s Day 2015 gift, a new mobile phone, on Christmas of 2015. I didn’t get gifts on my birthday and Mother’s Day this year. Combo pala ng 5th wedding anniversary. Bwahahahaha! Magpapalamang ba naman ako? I gave him a 2-in-1 gift for Christmas and his birthday last year. This year, I gave him my wedding anniversary gift a week later, just in time for Father’s Day! :p

More than our unusual gift-giving habits, what made our 5th wedding anniversary more special was the fact that we got to spend it with Zayne.

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Albeit a bit tiring since I packed almost the entire house just in case Zayne needed anything, we enjoyed every single second we spent together as a family. My husband and I loved looking at Zayne's reactions as she experienced a lot of things for the first time. Her face just lighted up when we allowed her to play on the carpeted floor. Carpeted floor na ini-spray-an ko ng sangkatutak  na surface cleaner for babies. Hahaha. Ang praning ko, sorry. >:)

When Zayne came into our lives, I already accepted the fact that our married life would never be the same again. I used to tease Boyet that his love for me would definitely change the moment we become parents. I was absolutely right! Walang halong kaplastikan, but I sincerely feel that he loves me more now. I don’t know how he manages to take care of hundreds of people at work and two silly girls at home. At yes, gandang ganda pa rin siya sa'kin kahit panay ang reklamo ko na feeling ko losyang na ako. (Gusto ko sanang sabihin na ang hot ko pa rin sa paningin niya kaso baka hindi na kayo maniwala! :p) 

Of course there are days when we really want to strangle each other’s neck, but there are far more days when we still feel like we have just started dating. I’m not sure how we do it. It might be because we had been through a lot – crazy start before we even dated, making ends meet before we got married, our battle with infertility, or maybe... just maybe because... #MayForever lang siguro talaga! Charot! Forever din bago kami magbigayan ng regalo! Hahahahaha!!!
Right from the start, I already knew that I was born to be a mother. It was more than a dream because deep in my heart, I knew that one of my purposes in life is to raise kind-hearted individuals. The road I had to take to make that dream become a reality was long and bumpy. My husband and I had battled four years of infertility and a difficult pregnancy. That’s why when Zayne came into our lives, we vowed to be the best parents we could ever be.

Even before I became a Nanay to my Little Kolokoy, I made sure to be surrounded with wonderful mommy friends. I know that it takes a village to raise a child so I made sure to choose the right people to help me in raising my daughter. I started following different mommy online personalities. I made it a habit to read mommy blogs and almost all articles about parenting. I told myself that if I want to become a good mother, I needed to fill my brain with all the helpful information to make me succeed.

I learned a lot in this process – mostly the “technicalities” of being a parent. I had become a well-known soon-to-be mom who learned a thing or two about breastfeeding, various food choices for babies, dealing with post-partum depression, surviving the first few months of having a newborn baby in the house, vaccines, choosing a pediatrician, life insurance for kids, and I even went beyond learning about traditional vs progressive schools. Again these are just purely “technicalities”. These are the things that helped me come up with my own decisions for my child. And I, a neophyte mother, will forever be grateful to all social media moms for helping me get through this thing called motherhood. But aside from learning the ins and outs of motherhood, I also observed one sad truth – that mommy wars are really happening! And sadly, every social media mom has become a part of it!

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I know that some moms who’ll get to read this will agree with me. No two kids are alike. What may work for some kids may not work for others. So I guess it’s safe to say that every kid needs a different kind of “mothering”.

My daughter is exclusively breastfed. I joined local and international breastfeeding support groups. But sad to say, mommy-shaming happens around the world. One mom posts a photo of her using a nursing cover, and she gets bashed for making her child uncomfortable. One mom posts a photo of a breastfeeding station, and she gets bashed for using one! I’m all for this “normalize breastfeeding” advocacy because I don’t see why other people would shame a mom for doing something natural. “I’m feeding my child, idiots! I'm not showing my boobs for attention, perverts!” But a mom shaming another mom on social media just because she goes to a breastfeeding station or uses a nursing cover is no different than those idiots and perverts! I go to breastfeeding stations in malls because Zayne nurses for AT LEAST 30 minutes. My husband uses this window to do his errands like going to the hardware store or having his haircut done. It’s a win-win situation. I use a nursing cover because Zayne gets cold easily. In short, she allows me to use a nursing cover, and she is more comfortable feeding in a breastfeeding station. Am I less of a mother just because I cover my breast when she feeds? Does using a breastfeeding station make me a bad mother? My baby’s needs are different from yours. I’ve seen some babies who demand to have milk more frequently. Parang ginagawang Starbucks ang dede ng nanay. Sip ng sip every 5 seconds. But my baby is not like that. I feed my baby, and it does not matter whether my breast is covered or uncovered. It does not matter whether I do it in a quiet breastfeeding station or in the middle of a busy food court. I seriously hope some mothers will stop being purists who pick on other mothers who do not conform with their motherhood standards. I hope social media moms will become more “forgiving” and less critical of their fellow mothers.

And oh, this is just among breastfeeding moms! Let’s not get into breastfeeding vs formula feeding moms! I know that no scientific study has ever proven that formula milk is better than breastmilk. I always tell soon-to-be moms to make formula milk their LAST resort because breast is still best. But other moms should stop treating formula milk like a poison. I know a lot of moms with Polyscystic Ovarian Syndrome who resorted to formula feeding because inadequate milk supply is connected with PCOS. Does it make them a bad mother?

Oh, wait! There are moms who let their babies drink from a bottle, but those who cupfeed their babies think they are better moms! Moms who use cloth diapers bash those who use disposable diapers because they accuse the latter of being lazy. Moms who read books to their kids think they’ll have smarter kids over those moms who let their kids use gadgets. When your kids watch TV, you’re automatically a bad mother! Moms who let their kids eat chips deserve to be crucified... according to moms who feed their kids 100% organic food! Mothers who babywear assume they are more caring over those who use strollers. All moms should co-sleep with their kids! If you don’t, yes, you’re right, you are a bad mother! And apparently, the most popular war is that between working moms and stay-at-home moms. (Hanggang ngayon, pinag-aawayan nila kung sino ang mas pagod!)

Geeeeeeezzz!!!

Mothers, who are supposed to make this world a better place to live in, are spreading unnecessary hatred! Can’t we all just get along well? How can our kids live in a better world if mothers are cutting each other's throat?! Can we please stop making other mothers feel inferior just because their choices are different from ours? Is it too hard to educate other moms without shaming them? Why do other moms have the strong sense of entitlement shoving their opinions down the throats of other mothers? Is it too hard to let another mom celebrate her baby’s milestones without passing any judgments?

I’m not playing a saint here. Although I don’t go out of my way to bash a mom, I’m also guilty of silently participating in mommy wars. I see a mom doing something different from what I do, and my head starts to paint a picture of her as a bad mother. So to all the moms that I have victimized, I’m sorry. I really am.

Mothers should be empowering each other.

Stop this nonsense competition.

Stop the hating.

Stop the shaming.

Stop the fighting.

Stop the bullying.

Let us all be the best version of mother that our children deserve.

Let us all strive to be the kind of mothers that this world needs.

And most importantly, let us allow all mothers all over the world to enjoy motherhood without worrying whether or not they fit into the “mold” of this society. (Shet, ang deep! :p)

High five, fellow moms!

As long as you’re not raising spoiled brats, then you’re doing this world a big favor! Hahaha! :p


Zayne turned half a year old on May 8. It was a double celebration for the family because it was also my first Mother’s Day with Zayne on the outside world. (I was three months pregnant on Mother’s Day of 2015.) We had been celebrating her monthly birthdays at home. But since her 6th month fell on a Sunday, we decided to have lunch at Yabu after hearing mass. Mama, Papa, my younger brother and my sister-in-law joined us. We then headed home after lunch because we anticipated a large crowd flocking the mall to celebrate Mother’s Day.

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I have no idea what her light bulb moment was! ;p

I got some hand-me-down baby clothes from my friend, Cric. Zayne wore one of them on her sixth month birthday. I guess this was what made Zayne really happy.

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Zayne: Nakatipid si Nanay sa damit, may dagdag ako for my investment fund! Char! :p

And once again, just like the previous months, Zayne’s cake didn’t disappoint! The entire family loved it! I think it was the first time that her Ninang Joie put cashew nuts on the cake. Super sarap!!! Tamad lang gawing full blown business ang My Sweet’s Haven! :p

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Zayne had gone through some sort of a huge transformation a day after she turned 5 months old. It was as if she was learning a new trick every single day. She turned into a more active baby. She became noisier with her giggles getting louder and louder. I really started to feel that my baby is growing up way too fast. I find myself looking at her and begging the aliens who abducted my tiny baby to bring her back to me. Hahaha!


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Before she turned six months old, she was already crawling and doing some acrobatics trying to sit on her own. Those who see her move tell us that it won’t be long before she starts to walk because she has been practicing to stand on her own.

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She used to just lick her hands. But she started to lick her feet, too, the moment she learned to reach them. She has also learned to hold her feeding bottle. She even brags about holding it using only her one hand.

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She now appreciates music. Aside from Charlie and the Numbers, she also loves the songs from Hi5. But surprisingly, her most favorite is the jingle of Bonakid! Pag threeeeeee pataaaaaas… HAHAHA! Kahit tulog, gigising siya para sumayaw!

Her Tatay and I love to bully her. Bwahahaha! Her Tatay loves to see her reaction each time he carries her up higher than the usual.


She now understands routines. She closes her eyes when she sees me or her nanny holding a face towel during her bath time or when we freshen her up. This is why I love teasing her. I usually hold the towel very near her face so she closes her eyes. When she realizes that I’m just teasing her, she will either raise her eyebrows or make the sound “eeeehhhh”, and then she will give me a big pout!

Don’t judge us. We’re not bad parents. :p As a matter of fact, Zayne already knows how to fight back! Hahaha! There was this one time when I teased her, and she ended up covering my mouth so I could stop talking. She also picks and pinches her Tatay’s nose when he’s pretending to sleep during playtime.

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But what surprised me the most was when she started to pretend that she’s sleeping! Saan niya natutunan magtulug-tulugan?! Hahaha! We were in a side-lying position while I was nursing her. She usually falls asleep facing me after unlatching. But there were times when she would unlatch, turn her back on me and pretend to sleep! After a few seconds, she’d face me again while laughing! Asar talo ako! Hahahahaha!

It looks like she’s beginning to show her own personality. Although people tell me that she looks a lot like me, I really feel like she got her Tatay's “kulit”. But when she sleeps, she’s back to being like Nanay again... sleeping with half-closed eyes and widely-opened mouth! Bwahahahaha!

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While we are already in the topic of sleeping, let me just point out that my heart broke into tiny pieces when Zayne started to sleep on her own. There are still days when she wants to be rocked to sleep, but there are days like this...



But I guess the highlight of her 6th month was when she finally had a taste of solid food. She showed signs of readiness to eat as early as her 4th month. She was already looking and grabbing food. She also chews every time she sees us eating. So parang PG lang ang peg niya for 2 months! Hahaha!

I gave her a few bites of mashed banana with breastmilk the day she turned six months old. I think I need to have a separate post for this topic because she has a lot of funny photos while eating! Hihihi!

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See?! My daughter is now crawling, eating, and moving from one point to another in a flash! She’s turning seven months old in a couple of days! What happened to that tiny creature who I was so scared to carry fearing that I might end up breaking her bones? It’s so fast... just so fast.

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Hello, my dear readers! Your ever lazy mommy blogger is checking in today. Hahaha! This blog has been coming in and out of hiatus for different reasons. When Zayne was born, I could not blog because I was literally a milking cow. Hehe. I thought things will get easier now that she’s half a year old. But I was wrong. Now that she crawls and sits non-stop and just recently, she patiently tries to stand up, I spend most of my waking hours chasing her and making sure that she does not pick my nose. Hahaha. I used to do one blog post in one sitting. Now, it’s already a miracle if I get to sit at all. So each time you see a new post up on this blog, consider it a miracle. Hahaha! Anyway, here’s a Kolokoy Household post before I go on another hibernation. :p

SPA

There is a spa that is just a cartwheel away from our neighborhood. Given Boyet’s hectic schedule both at work and cleaning Zayne’s bottles (haha), let’s just say that he is one of the suki of this specific spa. One night, he went to get a one-hour massage. This was our conversation as soon as he came back.

Boyet: Grabe, Nay!
Me: Bakit?!
Boyet: Utot na utot ako sa unang hagod pa lang.
Me: Hahahahahahaha!
Boyet: Grabe ‘yung pigil ko huwag lang mautot.
Me: E kelan ka na nakautot?
Boyet: Pagkalabas ko ng spa!
Me: Isang oras ka nagpigil ng utot?!
Boyet: Partida after ng masahe, nagbayad pa ako!

Hahahahahahaha!


GGSS

Yesterday, this came up from my Facebook memories.

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One year before we got married, GGSS na ang lolo niyo! Gwapong gwapo sa sarili! Now that we’ve been married for almost five years, nothing has changed! The photo below is taken during Zayne’s baptism (which I still haven’t blogged yet, haha).

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My husband and I have a copy of the photo on the right placed on our wallets. A few days ago as I was getting something from my wallet…

Me: Tatay, ampogi mo pala dito…

At walang kaabog-abog, eto ang sagot niya…

Boyet: Hindi ka pa rin nasanay?!

Sanay na! Sanay na sanay na sanay na sanay na! =))


SHORTS

One day, my husband was having a monologue after taking a bath.

Boyet: Grabe…
Grabe talaga…
Hindi na ako mahal ng asawa ko…
Ang liit liit lang naman ng butas ng shorts ko…
Hindi pa niya matahi…
Lahat na lang ng oras niya, nasa anak namin…
Sana naman magkaroon siya ng oras…
Para tahiin niya ‘yung shorts ko…
Ang liit liit lang naman ng butas…

Me: Patingin nga!

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HAHAHAHAHA!!!

Enjoy the rest of the week! =)
Even before Zayne was born, I was already certain of many things when it comes to raising her. One of which is using cloth diapers. My husband gave me his full support on this. But surprisingly, other mommy friends who found out about my plan tried to discourage me citing things like cloth diapers are pricey and using it would entail too much work.

Zayne started using cloth diapers when she turned three months old. I wanted to start earlier but decided to delay it. I gave birth via C-section, and we didn’t have a permanent house help. Washing cloth diapers of a poop machine is quite tedious. Haha!

I was able to try at least 5 brands of cloth diapers. I started with a few pieces of different brands, all of which were just gifts to Zayne. I tried buying two other brands. But among all the brands that I’ve tried, I was most satisfied with Bamboo Dappy.

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Zayne photobombing some of her Bamboo Dappy CDs

This post is not meant to start a mommy war between those who use disposable diapers (DD) and those who use cloth diapers (CD). Every mother has her own way of raising her child. It’s true that cloth diapering is not for everybody. Some may not be able to sustain it due to lack of time, but I was very determined early on to give cloth diapering a try. My primary reasons are the cost, my child's comfort and my love for the environment.


ENVIROMENT

It’s a given that cloth diapers are eco-friendly. Can you imagine how much waste my baby’s ass will contribute before she gets potty-trained? I cringe at the thought of it. Disposable diapers might be more convenient, but I simply want to go the sustainable route. Most disposable diapers in the market are non-biodegrable. I read from an online article that MILLIONS of tons of DD are disposed in landfills yearly. Aren’t you curious how long it takes for DD to be decomposed? It takes centuries! Oo, centuries, as in plural! It usually takes 200-500 years for DD to be decomposed. Mauuna pa akong ma-decompose sa diaper na ginamit ko nung baby ako?! Haha!

And oh, I won’t go into details about how many trees are cut just to manufacture disposable diapers. It’s simply heart-breaking. The brand is called Bamboo Dappy because they use bamboo cloth. Bamboo is a better alternative because it grows faster. No need to feel guilty that we’re ruining the ecosystem by cutting more trees that take years to grow back. I wanted to help save Mother Earth in my own little way.


COST

It’s true that CD is more expensive than DD. But in the long run, you’ll actually save more with CD. Mahal lang ang cloth diapers sa simula. I checked the local market, and the price of a cloth diaper ranges from PH200 to PHP1500. This is why Bamboo Dappy got my vote among all the brands I’ve tried. Zayne received a couple of pieces of CD from the high-end brands. Buying it was already out of the equation. Nagtitipid nga ako tapos bibili ako ng mahal na cloth diapers?! A piece of Bamboo Dappy CD starts at PHP600. I buy their 5+1 package which makes it PHP500 a piece. Believe me, given its quality, it’s already a steal! You’re probably wondering why I chose Bamboo Dappy over the cheaper brand. This is where the next factors enter the picture.


COMFORT AND HYGIENE

Being a woman, I know how uncomfortable it gets to wear disposable pads. Doing it on a monthly basis during our red days is already a struggle. Can you imagine the discomfort of a baby who wears a DD 24/7? This is why I switched to CD. I bought a few pieces of a cheaper alternative. It was recommended to me by a couple of fellow moms. But not all babies are the same. What may have worked for their babies didn’t work for Zayne. She had rashes when she first wore the cheaper CD. I thought it was probably an isolated case. I tried it again, and the result was the same.

You may think that I am exaggerating, but Zayne really seems happier and more active when she’s wearing Bamboo Dappy. That is because bamboo cloth is hypoallergenic and anti-bacterial. Moms actually have two options for the cloths. I asked mompreneur, Jenny Chua, about it. She said,

The beige side is the bamboo side. That's the absorbent part. The white side is microfleece. The advantage of using the bamboo side is it's cool when not wet yet, but because it's absorbent, it's wet immediately. The microfleece side is hot when dry but can repel some pee.

For me, I use the bamboo side more because it's hot, especially during summer.

I actually don’t mind using the bamboo side part even if it gets wet more easily compared with the microfleece. This is where the hygiene part comes in. My logic is simple. If it gets wet to my touch, then I’m more conscious to replace it with a new CD. The problem with DD is that it’s “too absorbent” which usually ends up in forgetting babies to be changed every 4-6 hours. Hello, UTI!

These are just the primary factors why I love Bamboo Dappy. But allow me to add two more: Design and Customer Service!

Their prints are simply adorable! In my opinion, their prints are way better than the cheaper CD that I purchased. And I actually loved their prints more than the pricier brands. They all look soooo cute on Zayne.

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It’s also a delight to talk to Jenny Chua. She promptly responds to my emails. My messages range from designs to choose from to questions which root from my curiosity. Jenny didn’t mind and answered each question I threw at her. Both of my transactions were also very fast and efficient.

In case you want to try out using cloth diapers but you have some apprehensions, try to switch from DD to CD gradually. I started Zayne on CD once a day. And just like what I said earlier, I know that cloth diapering is not for everybody. It takes a great deal of patience and determination to be successful in it. But believe me, you’ll feel a sense of fulfillment once you get the hang of it. =)
I used to tell Mama that she’s very lucky to have a daughter like me. I remember teasing her on my wedding day when I enumerated in my speech all my “accomplishments” as her daughter. I gave her (very) good grades. I was a University scholar. I followed every rule she had imposed. I never missed a curfew. I didn’t get a tattoo or any other body piercing. I didn’t do drugs. I never got drunk. I have never tried even a single puff of cigarette. I didn’t engage in premarital sex. I have always been financially independent. I got married without asking for a single cent from my parents . My husband and I bought a house using our own hard-earned money. They were surprised when we bought a second-hand car four years ago and even more surprised when we decided to get a brand new one last month. And ever since I started earning, I never neglected my obligations to my parents. For years, I have always believed that my mom owed me all of these things. In my bratty head, I am the perfect daughter. But one uneventful day, I realized that I have always been a horrible daughter after all.

It all happened when I was on my second trimester of pregnancy. I had been feeling those tiny, cute movements inside my tummy. But that day, Zayne gave me her first solid kick! (I think she also doubled it with two strong punches. Haha!) I failed to move for a good half a minute. And my tears just involuntarily fell from my eyes! When I finally mustered the strength to move, the first thing I did was to crawl to my bed and cried. Sobrang sakit! You may think that I am overreacting, but I honestly felt like my lungs were about to collapse and my bladder was about to burst. And that was just the first time. Days went by and Zayne’s movements became stronger. I felt like my bones started to get brittle. Every single muscle in my body was in pain. I told Mama about this, and she told me that I was also a “kicker” as a baby. She said that my kicks kept her awake at night. And that day, I began to realize how much pain I caused my mother.

June of 2015, Boyet and I moved in to our own house. I was four months pregnant at that time. We were getting help for laundry and ironing the clothes, but other than that, my husband and I worked on all household chores. I have always been in-charge of the kitchen so every time I fail at a certain dish, I remember all the times that I complained to Mama about our meal. Hindi pala siya madali. Every time I see the house all messed up, I remember all the times that I got angry with Mama when we refuse to help her clean the house. Every time I see the bills piling up, I remember all the times that Mama would scold us when we forgot to unplug the appliances. And every time my daughter kicks me, I remember all the times that I talked back to my mother.

I thought the guilt would go away as soon as Zayne was born. I was wrong. Mama took care of me while I was still recovering after giving birth via C-section. She prepared all our meals. She went to our house every single day after Boyet’s paternity leave ended. Although there are times when I get annoyed because she wants to hold Zayne all the time, I appreciate the fact that she adores my daughter. And albeit we disagreed on some things regarding how I should raise my daughter, she still respects the fact that I am the mother, and that the final say will always be mine.

I thought the guilt would eventually die down, but it became even stronger.

My heart breaks each time I see someone else’s child battling a serious illness. I would pray for the child’s recovery and pray harder to spare mine. I would then remember all the times that Mama stayed late at night to take care of me when I’m sick...

My hurt breaks each time I see someone else’s child fall into the hands of bad people. I would pray for the child and pray harder to spare mine. I would then remember all the times that Mama nagged me when I failed to tell her my whereabouts...

My heart breaks each time I leave my baby to go to work. I would pray for her safety while I am away. I would then remember all the times that I chose to lock myself in my room only because I could not stand being with my mother...

My heart breaks each time I look at my only daughter, growing up too fast. I would endlessly look at her, trying so hard to freeze time so I could hold her forever. I would then think about the many times that my mother probably felt the same...

My heart breaks each time I failed to make Zayne stop crying. I would then think of the many times that I probably gave the same heartache to my mother...

My heart breaks each time I would imagine my tiny baby, growing up and learning to talk back at me. And yes, I would remember the many times that I raised my voice to my mother only because I was too conceited to admit my mistakes.

For years, I’ve heard my mother tell me the clichΓ©, “Maiintindihan mo lang ako kapag naging nanay ka na.” I thought she was just blackmailing me. It turns out she was telling me the truth. It’s true that motherhood will change a woman. Once you become a mother, your heart will never be the same again. And no matter how high you think of yourself, you’ll eventually realize how horrible of a daughter you have been once you become a mother.

So to all the horrible daughters who are on their way to being great mothers, Happy Mother’s Day! ♥♥♥
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That’s me with my “future horrible daughter” haha! :p
Hello, everybody! Happy second day of May! I hope summer is treating you well. Sobrang init kasi. Kasing init ng ulo ng mga tao sa social media! Hahahaha! In my desperate attempt to help cool things down in the internet world, here’s a Kolokoy Household post!

Do you remember the concern I wrote in a previous Kolokoy Household post? Mama kept on singing her own version of nursery rhymes. But apparently, I have a bigger problem! Itago natin siya sa 
pangalang... BOYET! =))


FIVE LITTLE MONKEYS

Gone are the days when our playlist is composed of the latest hits of Maroon 5. Our house now echoes all kinds of nursery rhymes. One time, Boyet was singing along Five Little Monkeys while we were all watching it on YouTube.


Boyet: Five Little Monkeys jumping on the bed... One fell off and BROKE his head...
Me: Ang morbid ng version mo. Hahahaha!
Boyet: Bakit?!
Me: BROKE his head agad? Sumabog utak nung mga unggoy? BUMPED lang, Tay. Nabukulan lang sa video o.

Bwahahahahahahahaha!!!


TEMPRA

Zayne’s pediatrician advised us to give her Paracetamol after her vaccine over the weekend. I am exclusively breastfeeding Zayne that’s why I have been trying very hard not to give her anything orally except for my milk. She was agitated yesterday even if she didn’t have fever. She was probably in pain after having two shots of vaccine. I tried giving her Tempra, but she threw it up! Since her temperature was normal, we stopped giving her Tempra. Kaso, sinermonan pa rin siya ng Tatay nya.

Anak, huwag mong isusuka ang Tempra...
Hindi mo naman ‘yan iinumin permanently e...
TEMPRA-ry lang naman ‘yan!

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CURIOUS

Zayne’s pediatrician also happened to be the pediatrician of her Ninang Abby’s kids. We were all surprised to see them last Saturday at the doctor’s clinic. Abby and I were talking while Boyet was carrying Zayne.

Abby: Teh, ano nga sa Tagalog ang INQUISITIVE?
Me: Hmmmmm... Kapag INQUISITIVE kasi parang gusto niyang malaman lahat ng bagay e. Tapos tanong ng tanong. So baka MATANONG?
Abby: E ano sa Tagalog ang CURIOUS?
Me: Ahmmmmm... Tay, ano sa Tagalog ang CURIOUS?
Boyet: TSISMOSA!

Hahahahahaha! Nag-Google ako. CURIOUS = mausisa, usisero/usisera, mausyoso. So, close to TSISMOSA nga! Bwahahahaha!!!


ALPHABET

Last night, I was teaching Zayne the phonetic alphabet while we were watching a YouTube video. I let Zayne watch YouTube for as long as she has someone watching with her. I also told Mama and her Yaya to interact with her while she’s watching. What we usually do is we repeat whatever is being shown. Anyway, let’s go back to my story. Haha! The video goes something like this – “Letter F. What’s that? Oh, that’s a fish! F-F-Fish! And who is that? That’s Franchesca! F-F-Franchesca!”

Me: Zayne, that is the letter F...  F-F-Fish! Wow! One of your names also starts with the letter F. Frances!
Boyet: Wow! Tatay’s name also starts with the letter F... 

EF-ren!

Alam niyo ‘yung feeling na gusto mong magmura kaso hindi pwede kasi maririnig ng anak mo?! Ganun e! -_-


MAYOR

Tutal naman uso ang usapang eleksiyon. Hindi papatalo si Boyet. Inis na inis kasi siya sa mga maraming kotse tapos nakaparada naman sa kalye. Kapag siya daw ang naging mayor, ganito daw ang solusyon niya.

Kapag nakaparada ka sa right of way tapos nagasgasan ang kotse mo, ikaw pa ang dapat magbayad sa nakagasgas sa’yo. Kasalanan mo na bumili ka ng kotse tapos wala kang garahe. Wala ka dapat sa kalye, kaya kasalanan mo na nagasgasan ka. Hindi na ’yun kasalanan ng nakabangga sa’yo.

INTENSE ’NO?! ETO MAS MALUPIT!!!

Gagawa daw siya ng grupo na manghuhuli ng mga nakaparada sa kalye. Isa lang ang trabaho ng grupong ’yun. MAGNAKAW NG GULONG! May quota daw. Mas maraming gulong, mas malaki ang sweldo! Madadala na ang mga walang garahe, lalago pa daw ang negosyo ng gulong!

Hahahahahahahahaha!!!

Kaya 9 years from now, huwag po nating kalimutan! Kung sa traffic ikaw ay buwisit na buwisit, BOYET ANDRADE, sa balota mo ay isingit! :p

mayor efren


Have a great week ahead! :)
Zayne turned five months old on April 8. It fell on a Friday so I decided to work from home to avoid being trapped in heavy traffic. Just like the previous months, we just had a very simple dinner celebration at home. As usual, Mama and Papa celebrated with us. Papa cooked pancit canton, while Mama bought homemade siomai from one of her friends. And of course, Zayne’s Ninang Joie baked a special cake for her!

Let me share with you a side story about the cake. I usually give away Zayne’s cake to Mama and Papa, Jeff and Joie, and Aubrey. I also share a slice or two with my officemates. Zayne’s Ninang Abby, who happens to be my officemate, asked if I could still bring more in the office. Sabi ko wala na. I even skipped giving some to Jeff and Joie. Alam niyo kung bakit?! Kalahati kasi, inuwi ni Mama! Hahahahaha! Abby said, “Sabihin mo kay Tita, tumatanda na siya. Bawas-bawasan niya ang sugar!” Ganun kasarap ang cake ng My Sweets’ Haven. Pinag-aagawan! :p

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Zayne was wearing a dress from SM and… a diaper! 
Hahaha! Sorry, I forgot to put an underwear on her. 

Until now, I still get so amused each time I get to capture her faux surprise face, aka nganga pose! Hahaha! When I want to make her smile in front of the camera, I just need to fake a sneeze and say the word HACHIIIING! She would then flash a big smile, and that’s when I usually get my money shot.

She’s the queen of wacky poses! Her Ninang Aubrey said that it’s probably because I was so hooked to AlDub when I was still pregnant with Zayne. Mukhang kay Yaya Dub ko daw pinaglihi si Zayne!

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Ansabeeee ng kilay?!

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Subukan niyong awayin ako, yari kayo kay Zayne! :p

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She giggles a lot! She brings so much joy to the Kolokoy Household each time we hear her loud giggles. I know that I’ve already posted these videos in another post, but these are too cute not to be shared again! ^_^









She is also getting noisier. Haha! She has been sleeping through the night since she turned two months old. Even if she wakes up earlier than us, she would just be quietly playing with her hands. But ever since she discovered that she could actually “talk” and make some noises, she has turned into the cutest alarm clock!!!

A video posted by Jerellt Abenoja-Andrade (@dahwanderer) on

Last month, she learned to play peek-a-boo, more popularly known as Eat Bulaga to us, Pinoys. Haha! But when she passed her fourth-month mark, she learned to take control of peek-a-boo by using a lampin to cover and uncover her face. Very resourceful and low maintenance baby! Lampin lang, masaya na! Hindi na ako gagastos sa mamahaling toys! :p

She loves the song Wheels on the Bus. I sing it when I put her to sleep. She also loves Charlie and the Numbers! Her face lights up when she watches it on Baby TV! She never fails to smile every time she hears the Counting Song. On the very rare times that she wakes up a bit grumpy, my trick is to sing to her the Counting Song, and she would be back to her usual jolly mood. Ang galing ko kasing kumanta! Char! :p 

In case you don’t know the song, try to listen to it. Ginagaya ko kasi ‘yung voices ng mga numbers. Sabi siguro ni Zayne, “Muntanga ‘tong Nanay ko!” Bwahahaha! =))


She has been trying so hard to crawl. Although she still needs a lot of practice, she has mastered the art of rolling over and lying on her stomach. She even does a Super Zayne pose to show off!


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Aside from rolling over, she has also mastered the art of drooling! That’s the reason why Sophie the Giraffe is her best friend! May pabrika siya ng laway! Pwede ko ng ipang-export sa dami! :p

A photo posted by Jerellt Abenoja-Andrade (@dahwanderer) on

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Although a part of me always gets very sentimental because she is growing up too fast, I appreciate the fact that she now knows how to interact with the people around her. For months, she has been responding to people who call her “Zayne”. She also looks in our direction when Boyet and I call her either “Anak” or “Nak”. But just recently, she also responds to “Hoy” and “Psssstttt”. Hahahahahaha!

She always surprises us with her funny expressions and antics. I guess she’s living up to being a Little Kolokoy after all!
When the news broke that our office would be transferring from BGC to Makati, the first thing that came to my mind was to do a food crawl. Toby’s Estate was one of the many restaurants that I had been meaning to try. My foodie teammates had already visited the place countless of times. On all of those occasions, I was either on leave or working from home. But a few weeks ago, I finally got the chance to try it out with JC and Abby. Aubrey and I work on the same building so I tagged her along. #KaladkarinBFF

Brightly lit and with white as the dominant color, the already spacious restaurant looked even bigger. It exudes a cozy ambiance which made me feel like going back to the place to catch up with some friends over coffee and desserts. But at the same time, Toby’s Estate seems fit to be a perfect venue for formal meetings. Actually, kami lang ang maingay sa restaurant! Harharharhar! :p

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Aubrey and I decided to share over some pasta and sandwich. We got to try their Classic Chicken Salad Sandwich. Some of you may say that there is nothing much to say about a simple chicken sandwich, but Aubrey and I agreed that Toby’s Estate’s take on this classic is extraordinarily delicious! Albeit a bit pricey for a chicken sandwich, its taste actually justified its cost. The chunks of chicken are big enough for my tongue to notice its existence. Yung iba kasi almost invisible ang chicken sa chicken sandwich! :p

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Classic Chicken Salad Sandwich PHP390

I learned from their menu that they use homemade mayonnaise. That explains the richness of the taste, something you’ll never get from a canned mayonnaise. The sandwich comes with potato chips. It would have been a perfect combination if not for some burnt pieces that taste really bitter.

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I got to have a couple of bites of their Mushroom Pasta. Linguine pasta is tossed with sautΓ©ed mushrooms, olive oil and herbs, and then topped with Parmesan cheese. I had mixed feelings with this one. I didn’t really like it not because it’s not delicious, but only because I am not really a big fan of oil-based pasta dishes. JC and Abby liked it, though. Nakitikim lang naman ako ng food nila e! :p

I may have not favored the Mushroom Pasta, but their Chorizo Pasta is a different story! I loooooveeeeeeeeedddd it for two reasons. First, it’s spicy! If you’re a regular reader of this blog, then you probably know that I am sucker for spicy food. I loved that the pungent sauce gets through every hole of the rigatoni. And second, I love chorizo! Its salty and smoky flavors complemented the peppery yet sweet taste of the basil. Do you want another proof that this is a must-try? Aubrey loved it despite the fact that she hates chorizo!

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JC and Abby kept on offering their Fried Chicken and Biscuit to us. Akala ko dahil hindi lang nila maubos! Hahahaha! But they told me that I should really give it a try. One bite of the fried chicken drizzled with honey was already enough to convince me. Never mind that the honey kept on sticking in between my teeth! Haha! The sweetness of the honey somehow gave contrast to the savory taste of the fried chicken.

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Not wanting to be undermined by the fried chicken, the biscuit actually stole the spotlight. It may look like something on the side to occupy a vacant space of a large plate, but its simple look deceived me. It’s very tasty! I actually found myself using it to scrape off the honey from the plate!

I would have to give Toby’s Estate a 4.5 out 5 rating for food, service and ambiance. It would have been a perfect 5 if not for the steep prices of the food. But then again, sulit na rin naman. :)


Toby's Estate
V Corporate Center,
125 L. P. Leviste Street,
Salcedo Village,
Makati City

* All photos were taken with an Asus Zenfone Selfie

Toby's Estate Menu, Reviews, Photos, Location and Info - Zomato
When some sort of a “restaurant boom” happened in Robinsons Place Manila last year, a tarpaulin with a huge (and poreless) face of Lee Min Ho immediately caught my attention because I really think that he is my husband in my past life. Haha! Just kidding! But seriously, more than Lee Min Ho, I was actually looking forward to trying out the chicken wings of Kyochon. My husband already knows that nobody should dare to even look at the chicken wings when I am around because that part automatically belongs to me. So imagine how happy I was when I finally got to consume pieces of Kyochon chicken wings in one sitting!

I first tried it with Boyet, Mama and Papa while I was still pregnant. My husband and I, with Zayne sleeping soundly in her stroller, came back a couple of weeks ago to give it another try. Apart from the salad which Mama got to try on our first visit, Boyet and I ordered the same food but only in smaller servings.

Never, as in never, leave Kyochon without trying their chicken wings. You might think that this is a no-brainer, but there are unorthodox people like my husband who eat rice meals in a pizza place. Haha! I was just glad that I convinced him to share the chicken wings with me. Anyway, we had their Original and Red Series.

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With the Original Series, the chicken wings are coated in soy garlic glaze. The garlicky flavor matches the perfect blend of sweetness and tanginess. The menu says, “Warning: Highly Addictive!” It actually is! There’s something distinct in its taste that made my palates ask for more.

When we told the waitress that we would be getting the Red Series, she uttered a warning that the Red Series is very spicy. I have a very high tolerance with spicy food that’s why her word of warning didn’t bother me at all. Plus, I felt really challenged when I read the words “Recommended only for the brave ones” on their menu. I’m one helluva brave soul! Hahaha!

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Oh. My. God. Its pungent smell alone prepared my taste buds for a surprise. It’s very, very, very spicy! Sinipon ako ng wala sa oras! Hahahaha! It felt like my tongue suffered from a second degree burn! It’s one of the spiciest chicken wings I have ever tasted. But believe it or not, I actually enjoyed eating it.

Aside from the rich flavors, I loved that the chicken wings are cooked to perfection. The chicken skin is very crispy. The meat is tender and very juicy, too. I found myself licking my fingers as I munch each piece. It’s the perfect comfort food!

We also got to try their Rice Cake Soup. We had this to warm our starving tummies. Looking at it, I initially thought that it tastes like the usual nilaga. But what sets it apart is the chewy pieces of rice cake that gave the soup a hint of sweetness. It also has strands of grilled chicken meat. The smoky flavor of the chicken added another layer of flavor to what seemed like an ordinary stock.

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The Kyochon branch in Robinsons Manila  is a bit small that’s why it took me a couple of months before I first got to give it a try. Aside from being a bit cramped, it may also get quite noisy. But other than these, I wouldn’t mind coming back over and over again. Kyochon definitely offers something more than Lee Min Ho’s angelic face! :p


Kyochon
Level 1 Pedro Gil Wing
Robinsons Place Manila
Ermita, Manila

* All photos were taken with an Asus Zenfone Selfie

Kyochon Menu, Reviews, Photos, Location and Info - Zomato
A photo posted by Jerellt Abenoja-Andrade (@dahwanderer) on

Zayne will be turning five months old yet I still haven’t blogged about her birth story! But as the clichΓ© goes, it’s better late than never, so here it is!

Being surrounded by a lot of mommy friends, I somehow had an idea of how to prepare for my own delivery. I was aware that those scenes from the movies are exaggerated and overly dramatic. Although I already knew the signs to watch out for, I still asked my OB/GYN, Dra. Australia Luz, about it. I remember asking her on my 34th week. It was just supposed to be a routine checkup, but it also served as a follow-up checkup since I was rushed to the ER a few days before due to high fever. Anyway, she asked me if I really wanted to discuss about the signs of labor. She told me that she does not usually discuss it before the 36th week checkup, especially to first-time parents, because some mothers tend to overreact when they feel even the slightest pain. Haha! I insisted so she told me to watch out for three things: contractions in close intervals, bloody show and water bag breaking. She then told me some reminders. She said that I should rush to the hospital when contractions are 5 minutes apart, but I could go as early as 10 minutes interval since I live in Manila and the hospital is in Taguig. If my water bag breaks, I must rush to the hospital and refrain from walking, standing, and anything that would make me lose more amniotic fluid. After that discussion, she assured me that she would be reachable 24/7. I was already aware of that because I had been bombarding her with questions, whether through calls, SMS and even Viber messages for almost three years. After that visit, my husband put our suitcase and baby bag in our car’s trunk. I finally understood why my doctor wanted to delay discussing those things. Haha!

I went back for a routine checkup on my 36th week. My OB/GYN got concerned because I stopped gaining weight. I underwent an ultrasound scan, and I got a perfect score in my BPS. It only means that the baby can still hang in my tummy for the next couple of weeks. I also had an IE, but my cervix wasn’t dilated yet. Three days after, I had a bloody show! I was in the office so I immediately called Dra. Luz to ask her if I should go to the hospital. She advised me to go home and observe if my bleeding would persist. Even if I was already in my 36th week, my doctor said that it would be better to reach at least the 38th week. She then advised me to stop coming to the office. My bleeding stopped, but I still went on the safer side and started working from home.

I came back for another checkup on my 37th week. My cervix was still not dilated. I started walking every morning because we were aiming for a normal delivery. During this time, my husband got more paranoid. He also started working from home just to make sure that he would be beside me in case I’d go into labor. He started doing mental notes of the easiest possible routes from Manila to Taguig. He even anticipated breaking all traffic rules in case there was a need to do so. We even started praying for me to go on labor during off-peak hours, preferably late at night or before dawn. Hahaha! But as we were preparing for Zayne’s arrival, our Little Kolokoy decided to enter this world in the most anticlimactic way possible!

I came back to my OB/GYN for my 38th week checkup. I had another IE, but my cervix was still not dilated. My doctor said that we could wait a little longer, but my BPS results alarmed her. Based from the ultrasound, my amniotic fluid had started to reach its “critical” level. She said that it could have been remedied by increasing fluid intake, but we got bigger problems. First, my placenta is already “aged”. (Sorry, I forgot the exact medical term for it.) And second, the umbilical cord is coiled around Zayne’s neck. She then decided to put me in induced labor. That. Same. Day. So yeah! No timing of contractions. No water bag breaking inside the car. No overspeeding. No breaking of traffic rules. Zayne wanted to enter the world in the most “chillax” way possible. :p

It was November 7, 2015. It fell on a Saturday. Everybody was clueless about it. Boyet just sent SMS messages to our parents telling them that my labor had to be induced. We had early dinner. I even had time to wash my face and brush my teeth before I proceeded to the OB/GYN Complex of St. Luke’s Global. We were supposed to be in the normal labor room because it’s cheaper, but I was put in the High Risk Unit because they were understaffed at that time. My husband had his own La-Z-Boy while I was in labor!!! The amazing thing was that my room was the last one in the HRU. As soon as I got in my bed, I found out from the other nurses that patients started coming in, and that there were already 4 patients in the standard labor room. Hihi.

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I was put on IV and strapped on a fetal monitor around 8PM. They placed me on oxytocin and Buscopan. Mild contractions started to kick in. Dra. Luz was in constant contact with me and the resident doctors. I was so “chill” that I even had the energy to talk with my best friends via Viber. I would just stop each time a new dose of Buscopan was injected because it made me feel like I was losing my eyesight. Haha! My parents, and my in-laws rushed to the hospital. Boyet asked them to go home because the doctor told us that it was going to be a long wait.

I had another IE at 12AM. I was 1 cm dilated. I was told that it was not advancing probably because the umbilical cord was pulling Zayne back. My doctor said that it would still be a long way to go so I was advised to sleep through the night. Sleeping was impossible at that time because aside from the contractions, I had countless of IEs here and there. Wala, nasanay na akong may sundot ng sundot sa peps ko! 

I was already experiencing moderate contractions. The nurses kept on asking me if I wanted to have epidural. I kept on telling them that I could manage. If you grew up battling asthma, gastritis, migraine and survived having impacted tooth extraction 4 times, the pain I was feeling at that time seemed like a walk in the park! Hahaha! Daldal pa nga ako ng daldal sa Viber! :p

I was still 1 cm dilated by 6AM so I was advised to eat breakfast. The contractions were getting stronger. By that time, Boyet and I already learned how to read the fetal monitor. To give you an idea, there are two numbers on the screen. The first number indicates the strength of the contractions while the other is the baby’s heart rate. The key was to keep the baby’s heart rate normal no matter how strong the contractions were.

Dra. Luz arrived around 8AM. She was looking fresh and all made up on a Sunday morning! (Ang ganda kaya ni Doc, promise!) Anyway, I was already in labor for 12 hours. She asked me if I could still tolerate the pains. I said YES right away. In my mind, I was telling myself, “Being in labor is sooooo overrated!” Ang yabang ko pa! She told me that the Zayne is such a strong baby. Her heartbeat never dropped even if the contractions reading went up beyond 100! She said that we could still continue with the meds for the next 8 hours. But she was firm that she would resort to delivering Zayne via C-section 1) after the 8th hour mark or 2) as soon as Zayne’s heartbeat dropped. I nodded in agreement. She then told me that she’s in close coordination with the residents. She just needed to go home to hear mass and to review her kids for their upcoming exams. Hihi.

Contractions were getting even stronger and in closer intervals around 12PM. Another IE suggested that I was still 1 cm dilated. One of the resident doctors told me that she would be doing something to help the dilation of my cervix. I honestly can’t remember how she said it, but I vividly remember how she did it! Ang bottomline: masakit siya! Mas masakit siya sa labor pains! :p

Although the contractions were bearable, I was already starting to get weak. Around 2PM, I would always see the “contraction number” in the monitor glued at the 100 range. Nurses kept on offering epidural. Ma-pride ako, so I said NO! Bwahahahaha! Around 3PM, my husband’s hands almost got broken because I kept on squeezing them. Breathing in between contractions proved to be such a tedious task. And yes, I was still 1 cm dilated!

At around 4PM, at exactly the 20th hour, I got a call from Dra. Luz. She said that she would be rushing to the hospital because Zayne’s heartbeat already dropped. It took her heart 20 seconds to recover. She said that she already ordered to stop all the medications, and that I would be prepped for a C-section delivery. I remember her telling me that I was so brave to go through 20 hours of labor, but she didn’t want to risk the baby since we all waited for four years.

As soon as I hung up the phone, my husband talked to Zayne. He said, “Thank you, Zayne for fighting for 20 hours!” Sabi siguro ni Zayne, “O, pinagbigyan ko na kayo ng 20 hours ha. Tama na, pagod na ako! I want to get out!” Hehehehe!

A little before 5PM, I was wheeled to the operating room. Believe it or not, I wasn’t nervous at all, but it felt so weird looking at the ceiling! Hindi ko alam bakit ‘yung kisame ang nasa isip ko! Bwahahaha! Other than the ceiling, my next concern was the fact that I was so hungry and exhausted after being in labor for 20 hours. I was already thinking of having a bite of a big, fat, juicy cheeseburger. :p

I was so excited because we were just a few minutes away from meeting our little bundle of joy after struggling for four years. I felt like my eyes were burning as I entered the very bright room. Sobrang liwanag pala sa operating room?! Hihi. I had a thousand and one more things racing in my head. But as these thoughts battle with each other, I found myself praying non-stop. And before I even knew it, I heard the voice (and giggles, hihi) of Dra. Luz.

St. Luke’s Global was trying to renew some sort of an international certification that week. Dra. Luz already warned me that there might be “observers” in the operating room. I was so glad that I didn’t become the “subject” of their observation because that only meant additional eyes that would see me naked. Haha!

The anesthesiologist then talked to me to explain what she would be doing. I just nodded because I seriously didn’t give a damn at that time. I just wanted to get everything over with so I could see Zayne. I was then asked to go into a fetal position so they can start with the anesthesia. I was still feeling some contractions. I gathered whatever strength was left in my body so I would not jerk. I also started to chill so that didn’t help with my plan of trying to be still. I breathed a sigh of relief as soon as it was over.

Dra. Luz then ordered for me to be shaved down there. Another new thought raced into my head. This is going be itchy soon! Hahaha! I kept on hearing Dra. Luz give Spanish lessons to everybody inside the room. Apparently, one of her kids were having an exam in Spanish. Hihi.

I started feeling weird, and I wondered why I could not hear my husband’s voice. A few minutes later, in between Spanish words, I heard Boyet’s voice for the first time as he answered the magical question from Dra. Luz – “Ok ka lang ba, Daddy? Kung nahihilo ka, may upuan diyan.” Bwahahaha!

I later on found out from my husband that he was trying to look away because he started feeling dizzy. Tapos, pagkakita ko sa mga pictures, tawa lang siya ng tawa!!! Hinihiwa na ako, panay pa ang bungisngis ng mokong! :p

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In the middle of the operation, I started feeling itchy! I remember trying to reach for my arm until I realized that I was restrained. The anesthesiologist told me that itchiness is one of the side effects of the anesthesia. She kindly tapped my arm to relieve the itchy feeling. And then my throat got itchy! I got scared when I started coughing! Naisip ko, “Shet, nahiwa na ako! Baka tumalsik ‘yung atay ko!” Dra. Luz said, “Jerellt, ehem ehem lang ha.”

A few minutes after, I heard a loud cry! Ayan na siyaaaaaa!!! As promised, Dra. Luz let Boyet cut the umbilical cord. I found out later on that the umbilical cord was actually coiled around her entire body! Isa siyang pusod na tinubuan ng baby! :p

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She was put above my chest for the unang yakap. And since St. Luke’s is a breastfeeding-friendly hospital, they made Zayne latch on my breast. I kissed her even if she was still covered with God-knows-what-it-was! And then one of the nurses took photos of us. The feeling was so surreal. I knew deep in my heart that day would come, but no words could ever describe how I felt the first time I saw her. She was so tiny… and so white… Hihi!

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They then took Zayne away from me to have her photos taken with Boyet. I was still on cloud nine as a hundred and one emotions filled my heart. My emo moment was just interrupted when I heard Dra. Luz say, “O ayan umuutot na siya o. May laman laman pa. Pwede na ‘tong umuwi bukas!” Bwahahahaha!!!

As they were stitching me up, I made one terrible mistake. The anesthesiologist said that I could relax and have some rest. I rested my head, and that was when I saw the legs of one of the doctors. Half of her body was covered with blood!!! Boyet later on told me that the material that was supposed to catch my blood actually leaked. Alam mo ‘yung natiis ko ‘yung 20 hours na labor at paghiwa sa’kin tapos parang mahihimatay ako sa dami ng dugo na nakita ko?! =))

St. Luke’s does not have a nursery. They held me and Zayne for a couple of hours at the recovery room before wheeling us in our room. She was beside me all the time. The nurses were trying to make her latch once in a while. I really wanted to get up so I could hold her, but the lower half of my body was numb. It felt so weird because a lot of things were happening around me, but all I could see was that tiny creature beside me, and all I could hear was the sound of her breath.

Before transferring us to our room, two nurses came to have my diaper changed. I didn’t even know that I was already wearing a diaper! And then this happened…

Nurse: Ay, Ma’aam, nag-poops po kayo?
Me: Hindi po.
Nurse: Ma’am, nag-poops po kayo.
Me: Hindi nga po.
Nurse: Meron po e.
Me: Bakit hindi ko naramdaman???
Nurse: Hindi niyo po talaga mararamdaman.
Me: Sorrrrrrryyyyyyy!!!
Nurse: Ok lang po, Ma’am. ‘Yung iba nga po hirap na hirap tumae after ma-CS e.

Gusto ko sanang sabihin, “Ate, nakaka-flatter ka ha!” Hahahahahaha!

Boyet wasn’t allowed to go inside the recovery room that’s why I felt relieved when I saw his face at the waiting area. We were finally transferred to our room a few minutes before midnight. I was so exhausted, hungry and very, very, very thirsty! I was only allowed to have a sip of water. I wanted to sleep, but my husband and I just kept on smiling as we look at Zayne. A few minutes later, she started wailing! Hindi man lang kami pinatagal sa pag-mo-moment! :p

I was basically immobile that night so my husband did everything for me. All I did on that first night was to switch sides so I could breastfeed Zayne. That night was a reassurance of something that I already knew – that my husband was going to be one helluva amazing father!

I also felt so spoiled at St. Luke’s Global! This story would have not been possible if not for all the efforts and prayers of our OB/GYN, Dra. Australia Luz. Her husband, Dr. Xeres Luz, is Zayne’s pediatrician. All the nurses were amazing! We thought we were prepared for combat, but we found ourselves clueless when Zayne started crying. All the nurses were very patient, but I will never forget Nurse Pearl! There was this one time when we failed to “troubleshoot” Zayne. Ayaw dumede, ayaw ng karga, kapapalit lang ng diaper. Pearl came to the rescue! Kulangot lang pala ang problema! Bwahahaha! She was such a darling to Zayne. Our little family will forever be grateful to all the amazing people at St. Luke’s Global.

One of the first things Boyet told me when I woke up the following day was, “Hindi na ako kakain ng dinuguan. Ever.” I have been bugging him to write his version of Zayne’s birth story because his account was just hilarious! He said he would try, but he can’t promise it. That probably means a NO. Hihi!

And that’s it! I am so happy that I found the time to write this. I guess I’ll see you all on the next birth story! Harharharhar!