Gab on election 2010

another post lying in my draft since may 2010

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i failed to photograph Gab (as i did 3 years ago in a national election) when we brought him to our precint to vote last May 10. that would have been his 2nd time to "witness" his parents do their civic duty. hence, am writing this down for him to read in the not so distant future.

i was in a hurry to cast my vote since Gab was on my side & could not sit still. after successfully shading all my candidates, i held his arm so he could stay still while i tried to feed my ballot into the scanning machine. suddenly, he jumped & shouted "PCOS machine! PCOS machine!". i heard laughter from the voting precinct. when my ballot was successfully scanned I uttered a "YES". then he shouted again & said "YEHEY". afraid that he would shout his presidential bet (who is not my choice), i hurriedly guided him to the door.

here comes the sun

The downpour in the past days coincided with some heaviness I felt. Blame it on the rain, so the song goes. Today however, the glorious sun is up. And so is my emotion. In life’s (and human emotions’) ebb and flow, I learned that one thing is constant – God’s abiding presence, come hell or high water.

on kid writing & proud mom

In four days, my son will finish his nursery. We are more than elated with the skills & knowledge he has acquired from school. Watching him now write some words not only make us so proud but also brought memories of joy when we heard him say his first word. And how heartwarming it is to receive notes/cards from him these days (some words were of course dictated to him!). The downside of it? We see our names written in our cabinets & even in our ageing car. We were horrified the first time we saw the markings, but still amused that our son can actually write now!

teaching moment

hubby & i were excited recently when he got a notebook pc as a bday gift. our son shared in our excitement. he tried to hug the laptop and said "i'm so happy we have a laptop". i told him "even if we don't have a laptop we can still be happy, baby". he retorted, "yes mom because i still have many things. i have the other computer, my toys" and he continued to mumble other things. i felt that was an opportune time to teach him something so i quickly added: "even if we dont have those things Gab we still can be happy. see, you have the sun, the mountains, the birds. they make you happy, right? you have mommy & daddy" and he nodded in agreement. "and most of all Jesus is in you. he is in your heart". i didnt care at that time if he got something and understood what i was saying. i sensed i just needed to say that to him. and i was surprised with his answer. "yes mom, when i die Jesus will be in my heart". i didnt say any word anymore. we both fell silent while i hugged him. i know somehow, something hit him even in his tender age.

topping my bucket list

for the second time since my son entered nursery school, i accompanied him to his class today. he has been asking me for days and i thought i could just take time off from work for half a day. well, even just for a few hours i spend with him, i saw my son's face brightened up. being with him was enough to lift my spirit too...

it was also a "me" time. i had the chance to grab the book i have been reading and browsed it while waiting for my son's class to end.

this is something that's become a luxury for me - uninterrupted reading :)

one of Gab's favorites is going to new places for a snack. well, he had it this morning & was glad to have his "date" with mommy.

obviously, being a SAHM still tops my bucket list... sigh :(

remembering our angels

i almost choked on my brother's Facebook shoutout. it reads:

"God Has made your journey into this world so short.You almost came fully existent but then you left too soon.Though your mother's womb didn't hold you much longer,we hold you forever in our hearts.Farewell Lil one..Have a safe journey back home,...to the hands of your CREATOR."

memories of my three miscarriages came back when i read this. like my brother and his wife, my heart ached when i remembered those times when I & hubby realized we could never hold those unborn babies in our lifetime. the pains came back. but now i am reconciled to the fact that even if we could never have them, but we always hold them close in our hearts.

those four years

four years ago today, hubby & I were both excited and nervous at the prospect of becoming Dad & Mom to our son. while we were expecting his birth, my mind can't focused - i didnt know what to do (even at my rather advance age) and what to expect. gosh, i can imagine if i was the one actually giving birth. though i was a bit afraid, but i remember the glorious experience of anticipation. my son's birth date falls on the Feast of Transfiguration. and i took it as God's way of allowing me to experience some sort of transfiguration - if i may compare it to that.

like all mothers, raising up my son is both a happy and bumpy ride. but each day of being with him brings myriad of experiences & lessons for me that i can't trade for anything. and i look forward to the years ahead - his teen age years, puberty, adulthood...

today, i reaffim myself that it was God's design that our son becomes a part of us. and i thank God for allowing me to experience the miracle of adoption.

Happy birthday Gab. remember, Dad and Mom love you very much.