July 22, 2014

Right Now...

There are so many little things in my life that i love about where I am right now. Nothing major. Just simple things. Good things. I know, some days are horrible and you just want that day to be over, but some days, it just feels so "perfect". It's like, I just want to pause everything and just stay here for a while. Just like these days.

For example, Yllac has become an absolute blabby hoot these couple of weeks. I love that he is talking now. Thank God. We've all been waiting for him to talk, and now that he is talking I am even more crazy about him. It was like, flicking a switch and he just goes on and on and on. Some I get, most, I just don't. It's like seeing a miracle, how our DNAs have made another human being, and this small human being that we get to mold. I don't know how to put it.... I guess it's an honor and a blessing to rule over somebody's life???! Okay, sounds crazy, but in real sense, it is overwhelming to be a parent. I can't speak for Jayson, but as a mom, I hope i don't break Yllac in any way. Or maybe I will. 

Two days ago, Yllac was taking a bath. After washing him I let him stay awhile inside the water bucket (half his size) while Jayson and I was also inside the bathroom and talking. Then suddenly Yllac called us, "mama, daddy, please get out..." and motions his hand to the door. It wasn't a command, it's more like a sweet plea. Jayson and I looked at each other, a bit shocked and about to laugh too. So I asked Yllac, why? He points to the door again and said the same thing, "pleeeeeease go out, out, out, out". So we rushed out, and closed the door a bit and I heard him say "thank you, see you later guys". Jayson and I was like, "what just happened there?", He is three and a half years old. Just three and a half!!!! So every other minute we would go and check him and everytime he sees us, "oh no!, close the door please."

So, anyway I am feeling a little rusty. My blogging mojo has not come back yet. There's a little spark of energy here and there, so let me take my time. So I hope to make it up to you by bombing this post with photos I've collected lately....

Here goes,

YUP! That is all for now. 

June 24, 2014

A Little Change...

Hi you. It's me again Denise. I know it's been too long. Soooo here goes...

I will start by saying, change is good. It's always scary at first, and riveting, sometimes you will lose a night's sleep or two. While I love being a mom and a wife, personally I needed change and growth, and I want some sort of change in my life now. For a while I felt like, the daily routine of chores and family activities came to feel very samey. I don't want a big change. I enjoy my life with my two boys just the way it is, but when things felt a little comfortable, too comfortable, with the small part of my world that I see everyday, the challenge is completely gone. Little did I know, my comfort-zone was slowly working against me.

I have been working at my home for the last couple of years. (some of you are aware of my two little on-line shop) It's a "glamorous job", working from home, mostly from my bed while doing all sorts of things of a stay at home mother. I get to be in my jammies all day. It was okay, but it could get painful in the back and could get lonely sometimes. And silent. So so silent. And those jammies needed to retire. But finally (yes FINALLY!), a couple of months ago, I was able to get a job here, just a couple of minutes from our home, also near where Yllac goes to school and Jayson's work too. Just like I told you, nothing of a big shift from where I am right now. But It's such a great change to work around people, especially such nice people. I feel really lucky here.

This photo is from last April because we just didn't get around to picking up the camera the past few months since moving here. (my hair is short now too) But you know, one less instagram of photo here and there ;) Can't help it really. These days we were just so grateful to spend each day with each other. I cannot imagine myself going through another year without Jayson with me even for just a couple of months. Those six months away from him feels like a decade. I am just happy now, so so happy to be together as a family of three, enjoying every little thing we have, but always so big on celebration for days of togetherness, and late night drive around this little city, a trip to the playground, and our silly toddler literally growing everyday before our eyes. Sometimes we just couldn't help but look around and think, gosh is this the best or what? I treasure this life we've been given to live. Its ups and downs, and the joy that can be found in the smallest moments of everyday.

This blog is on radio silence for the longest time until now. I guess I just needed to take a long pause to actually live life. That makes a lot of sense for me these days. 

Today, I mostly wanted to say thank you so much for being here and letting me share this small portion of my life with you. You've always been kind to me in countless ways. 


ps, I cannot believe how nervous I am to press the "publish" button. Oh, gosh, who have I become? 

April 15, 2014

What's Next? He's Off To College?

first day of school. Nailed it! 

Two weeks ago, Yllac started daycare school. (he is 3 years and 4 months next week) I woke him up earlier than the usual. I dragged him to the bathroom with his arms and legs wrapped on me. And with his eyes closed he whispered, "mama, toohbash pleaseee.". I put him down on his step stool, i gave him his toothbrush and started brushing is teeth, still his eyes half open the whole time. And the yawning, oh the yawning! And I think to myself, he is soooo cute. Sometimes I look at him and cannot believe how much he has grown. Starting school means, he's in fact starting to have a little life of his own, a life for a couple of hours without daddy and mama. It's a little scary if i think about it that way, but as we all know, the ultimate goal of parenting is separation. Oh the irony! Being a good parent is like, unleashing a great human being into the world. So, you see, it's a very difficult job. It's very conflicting when you love someone so bad, all you wanna do is protect them, bottle them up, away from any harm. But you also want them to be healthy, independent, confident, loving and well-adjusted person. As much as we want to protect them, we need to keep pushing them ever so lovingly and gently out of our nest to figure out things for themselves, do thing on their own, and to let them develop attachment to other people outside our homes.

Yesterday when Jayson and me dropped him to school early in the morning, he never let go of my hand and asked me to come with him. He pulled me down and said, "mama come". So i let him lead me as he take me to see his classroom. As his teacher greeted us a good morning, he let go of my hand and ran to hug and kissed his teacher. She hugged him back, looked at me and said, "he is the sweetest boy." Whenever I talk to his teacher, my only question is, - is he happy?. Because if he's happy, then he can do anything. He will dance, play, and sing and will do all kinds of kid stuff. I figure, if he's happy, then learning would be so much easy. Sure enough, everyday, he comes home with an empty snack and lunch box, a note from his teacher, that he was indeed in a happy mood and different colored stars on his hands.  And by 8pm, he is out! Snoring, drooling, dreaming. W O W!!!! Schooling is cool am a tell yah!   

While I am not seasoned enough to talk about parenting, the ins and outs of this gig, right now, I'm like this mama bird, letting my baby bird stretch his baby wings for a little flying practice. I want my boy to soar someday, but I don't have any idea how to do that, so Im giving him a little push now. Start practicing those little wings.... 

And, life lately...

a little sandstorm


oh these two!

whoever said, you cannot play with your food anymore when you grow up, doesn't know the fun on making this egg in a hole sandwich. So you make a bread-hole using a small cup. Butter the pan a little, toast both sides of the bread and pour the egg. Season with salt and eat them good. yum!

We love this little shawarma place near our home. We just park in-front of it, wave to whoever is on the window, and these cute guys ran to us, to ask for our orders. And just like that, two shawarmas to go. One chicken, one beef. No onion for me, but lots and lots of yoghurt sauce. 7 riyas for one shawarma and I am as happy as a beef-eating-clam.

Do not throw away your cereal boxes just yet. They make the best drawing pad ever! 

"art" collaboration project of Yllac and his Daddy.

-the end- 


I know I haven't been spending much time here on the blog, but I want you to know that I miss you.  I wish you an awesome day!

April 1, 2014

Last Thursday Evening...

So, where's Yllac? Can you find him?

The day Yllac came into my life was the real game changer for me. I don't understand parks and playgrounds before. I never went to one. It bores me. But now, i am this close to living in the playground. We go there seven days a week. Three hours a day. No matter what the circumstances are, or time, we go there! I remember the first time i put Yllac on the swing with me, he was barely 6 months old. The first time he felt that swing, he giggled, he closed his eyes feeling the wind on his face. I remember this pure joy i felt seeing him so happy like he would die from laughing. And I knew I have found a cure to "everything".

While we love our first park in the Philippines, we were just a bit surprised at what playgrounds here in Doha are like. They are like your average parks alright, complete with everything, swings and see saws.... only on STEROIDS! (I will share more photos soon)

Last Thursday night I managed to take a snap on some playground actions of Yllac sliding like a little daredevil on this skate park with other kids twice or trice his age. There was a lot of panic from me each time I thought i lost him. Jayson and I was eying him from a safe distance, but this boy was fast. One blink  he could be anywhere. He could be climbing up, or sliding down head first. Sometimes in a solo number, but mostly sandwiched with other kids. I lost count the number of times i screamed to Jayson "can you see him, can you see him?" He was there alright. Alive. We may not see him, but I can hear his scream. I can hear his Yays and Woooooohs a bunch of times. He was even throwing some "yala! yala! yala! ( go go go) in between yays and wooohs. He's happy. I am happy. After a good two hours of rolling and sliding on dirt he was ready to bike again and go home. He was covered in dirt when he hugged and kissed me and asked for his juice. He is my brave boy. He smelled a little too. 

And as a Mom, I'm just glad he didn't wore white last Thursday night.


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