The start of a new week = positive thinking!

So these are my thoughts for this week :

HAPPY MONDAY TO ALL OF YOU! MAY THIS WEEK BRING YOU A FRESH START AND IF IT IS NOT THE CASE,  JUST REMEMBER THAT BRIGHTER DAYS ARE AHEAD….

On this Sunday...

This is what I wish to tell the world :

Wishful thinking for now, that’s why I’m looking forward to this evening, when the kids will be tucked into bed, and when I’ll be able to put my feet up and enjoy this movie and hopefully have a good laugh before another crazy week starts all over again…

Hoping you guys are enjoying your Sunday!

As for me, I'm enjoying another cup of coffee and then going back to doing some laundry, cleaning up the mess, and cooking - yes I know, I have such a fascinating life isn't it ;o)

I am so Happy!!!

Just as I was pressing the button « publish post » for the last one, I got a text from My Dear Brother telling me he’s getting out of the hospital this afternoon!!!!

Oh My God! Oh My God! Oh My God! I am SO SO SO HAPPY!!!

So now I can be my normal self again and just start annoying him again!!! OK, OK, I’ll be good for a while (just enough time for him to fully recover), then this is what I’ll tell him:  

I AM SO HAPPY I COULD PEE IN MY PANTS!!! SERIOUSLY !!!!

Brighter days are finally ahead…

Some of you may have noticed that I’ve been MIA (aka Missing in Action) lately. The reason for this is that My Dear Brother had caught a very serious case of pneumonia and has been in the hospital for the last 3 weeks and for the 2 first ones the doctors had to induced an artificial coma to help him breath as he could not do it on his own anymore.

Suffice to say, I was scared and worried sick so all I could do was to try to keep myself sane and not go into desperate mode all that time. All I could do is visit him twice a day for an hour and keep on praying that the Lord would hear me and give my Dear Brother back to me… The doctors wear really not positive about the outcomes and they were really surprised of how fast My Dear Brother recovered. I’ll  hang on to my Faith and firmly believe that My Dear Brother’s strength to fight on his illness even if he was in a coma and the power of all our closes’ ones prayers has helped his speedy recovery.

I am so grateful to have him back. It is the worst feeling to see the one who always had your back be in such bad shape, lying in a bed with a tube in his mouth and feeling powerless against all the situation… Thinking about it just now just brings back the tears in my eyes and would never wish this situation even to my worst enemy…

So to you My Dear Brother:  I love you so much and I can’t wait for you to get out of the hospital… I know you are complaining that you want to go home but honestly I would rather see  you stay at the hospital  as much days as the doctors think necessary than to see you again in such horrible state.

Don’t forget the promise we made to each other when we were younger: that when your Better Half and my Other Half would grow tired of us and leave us, we would live together like old hags in a house and laugh together of all the joyful and crazy memories we would have had together back in the old days…

You like scaring me but this one was no fun, no one could comfort me from the sadness and loneliness I felt while you were asleep, not the kids, not my husband, not mom and dad. I will always need you…  I turned to God and He kept me going but the sound of you voice when you woke up was the best gift you gave me and your niece for her birthday…

So for those of you who have no clue about who is this Dear Brother I am talking about, hereunder is a repost from last March…

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Sometimes we look in all the wrong places and to all the wrong people to get the support we need. It's taken me a while to learn that friendship can be found closer than you think, even in your own home. Growing up, I realized quiet fast that I had a great friend in my brother. Besides the biological connection we share, there's the common ground and shared history that has kept my brother and me bonded.

There is nothing in this world that I would not do for him. I trust him with everything I have, and everything I am. I believe that he know this... and that he has known this for a long time.

We had—and still have—a strong bond. My pain or heartache never needed a context or an explanation. That is a feeling I experience so rarely in my life these days—feeling completely understood without even speaking. More often than not, my path feels lonely. But I've realized that discovering my own aloneness is even more of a reason to cherish a sibling I can relate to and confide in. Sometimes that is all one has, and it can be a most precious and enduring resource.

He has always been such a wonderful protective and supportive person to me... He has been with me and been there for me all through the years. He was there for me when I fell in love, in pain, in confusion. He has more faith in me than I have ever had in myself... and I am endlessly grateful for that. He has provided me with an anchor of support, if not always sanity.

I count myself among the luckiest souls in the universe for having him in my life.

Dear Brother (9 years old) and me (2 years old)

Him and I during our first trip to the US

Us now... Still kids at heart...

Thank you KUYA for being here for me.

I have loved that over the years, you were always the person I could turn to. I felt I was able to talk and share anything with you, we are that close. And that has meant the world to me. I can only pray that my kids will be able to experience the same bond that you and I have, knowing that no matter what, they will always have each other… Often, we pretend to bicker but the truth is that I am glad that you are never far away…

I LOVE YOU! YOU OLD HAG!!!

Health tips...

This made me laugh and therefore I am passing it on...

Q:  Should I have a baby after 35?

A:  No, 35 children is enough.

Q  : I'm two months pregnant now. When will my baby move?

A:  With any luck, right after he finishes college.

Q  : What is the most reliable method to determine a baby's sex?

A:  Childbirth.

Q:  My wife is five months pregnant and so moody that sometimes she's borderline irrational.

A:  So what's your question?

Q?:  My childbirth instructor says it's not pain I'll feel during labor, but  pressure. Is she right?

A:  Yes, in the same way that a tornado might be called an air  current.

Q:  When is the best time to get an epidural?

A:  Right after you find out you're pregnant.

Q?:  Is there any reason I have to be in the delivery room while my wife is in  labor?

A:  Not unless the word "alimony" means anything to you.

Q:  Is there anything I should avoid while recovering from childbirth?

A:  Yes, pregnancy.

Q:  Do I have to have a baby shower?

A:  Not if you change the baby's diaper very quickly.

Q:  Our baby was born last week. When will my wife begin to feel and act normal again?

A:  When the kids are in college.

Today you are 4!

Dear Morgane

I will always remember the day the doctor told me that I was expecting a little girl. It was a mix of joy but also fear. I felt joy because I was looking forward to dressing you up but I also felt scared because how on earth was I going to raise a little girl when I had been a pain in the butt for my parents?!

But it all turned up just fine and I am so proud of the big girl you have become.

You still ask me this song from time to time and maybe one day, you’ll sing it to your baby too…

You love to sing and dance,

You can be girly but you can also be a real tomboy (in fact there hasn’t been a whole month when I haven’t seen you with a bump on your forehead)

You adore you big brother even though you take much fun in torturing his mind at times,

You are Hello Kitty’s number 1 fan,

You give your Lola and Lolo so much love and happiness

And to your Daddy and me you are the sunshine of our life!

You loving, sweet and fun spirit makes it impossible for me to stay mad at you for more than 10 seconds!

You will always be my baby even if I can’t stop you from growing up. You make me so proud and you give me the motivation to be a better mom each day.

6 days old

8 months old

11 months old

2 years old

3 years old

4 years old

HAPPY 4^TH BIRTHDAY!!!!

WE LOVE YOU MORGANE MORE THAN WORDS CAN SAY!!!!

My kids and their weird conclusions…

It all started a while ago when my kids ask their Dad why he was bald. Other Half jokingly answered that he lost the first part when Arthur was born and Morgane just helped for the last part by driving him insane.

Then in the car this morning, I started listening to their conversation, and this is how it went:

Morgane: You know, Tito Em (being my Dear Brother) is bald like Dad

ARTHUR: yeah, it’s normal, he had mom as his sister…

Morgane: What do you mean by that?

Arthur: well, if Dad says we drive him mad, and he also says that we get our crazy character from Mommy, then Mommy drove Tito Em mad long enough so he lost all his hair too!

Morgane: yes but Lolo (that’s how we call the grandfather in the Philippines) is losing his hair too!

Arthur:  well mommy started the work, and will finish it when he moves in with us!

Morgane: How about Tito Rik (my Dear Brother precious Better Half)

Arthur: well, because mommy taught Tito Em how to drive people crazy, he has done the same with Tito Rik and now he is all bald too…

Oh dear, this kids have a huge imagination!!!!! Wonder where they get THAT from!