MaK!MeJ!

This is a difficult time for everyone -maybe globally. But more so in this country. A kilo of rice (in our area) costs Php 45 to 50 ($1.07 to 1.2) but I’m glad we still have food during mealtimes.

I’m thankful that we can still buy gasoline for the car, milk and other supplies for my son. I’m really glad that we can still pay for our basic needs and even have extra for few wants.

I’m thankful for a new camera. I’m still reading its manual and learning how to use it.

I’m thankful that my parents are happy and my family is happy.

I’m thankful for God’s love. He’s really a good God. And he loves me despite my weaknesses.

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This week my father have gone through a couple of medical tests. I am thankful that all of the results are favorable. For awhile there, I was really worried.

We’re currently having trainees in the office. I’m thankful for the chance to teach them, to share knowledge with them - even I am really far from knowledgeable ;-).

Then there’s one trainee who reminded me how blessed I am. I am truly humbled.

I’m thankful for an officemate who constantly makes me laugh. Sometimes, a good laugh is all we need to drive the pressure and stress away.

A week or so ago, I received packages from Sonya and Regina. Thank you so much for these.

I’m thankful that Houston has arrived safely in the country. He’s still a flight aways from home but we are looking forward to spending time with him this weekend.

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Sounds familiar?

Oh, kids! They love to get hanged upside down, walk on either a tightrope or on shards of broken glasses and eat fire. An exaggeration. But aren’t they cute attention-seekers little entertainers?

My son is no different and I find myself playing along a willing audience to my cute daredevil’s antics. Imagine, the proud mother waving pompoms in the air! Though sometimes, with terror in my eyes. But generally, I don’t mind. And more so if the show is mental in nature - like identifying flags, opposites etc… I couldn’t be more ecstatic knowing that his mind is absorbing things like a sponge. I really don’t mind him showing off what he has learned - especially when he does that on his own accord. No prodding from anybody, no outside forces.

I only mind when someone prods him to. Like the affectionate grandmother.While I’m so grateful that I don’t have to leave my son to a stranger when I go to work (Thanks, Ma!), it bothers me when she starts showing off what Matt can do to guests who come by our house. I know she’s proud and amused that Matt knows this or that but my throat would start to hurt (as I swallow jagged and chunky words) everytime the affectionate grandmother turns into a ringmaster and directs the grandson like a circus star.

You just won’t hear me say “Tickets, anyone?” for this.

I followed a link from my WW post at Verb and read someone say that no matter how bad a day is, there is always a bright moment - and it’s only a matter of looking what that is.

I totally agree.

Last night, after jumping up and down the bed like a bouncing ball, Matt started panting. And coughing.

I wasn’t happy. Holding him, I could clearly hear the familiar wheezing again. 

Then Matt said, “Ubo ko (I’m coughing). Drink medicine, Mama.” 

How cool is that. I don’t really need to coax him to drink his medicine.

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This week, I’m thankful that except for occasional short coughs, Matt is better. healthwise. He’s still under medication but the wheezing’s gone now.

I am thankful that his appetite has not waned -one bit. He still demands asks for rice, his juice, bread… He could go on and on about food until he sees there’s none.

I’m thankful that my Houston was home during the holidays.

I am thankful for the time we have had to chill over the weekends. We -with some of my pamangkins and cousins - hit a nearby pool and we had so much fun, especially Matt.

I’m thankful that I was able to go to church on Sunday morning despite the fact that I had worked on graveyard shift.

I am thankful for blessed hours of sleep. I’ve been having 8 hours of sleep for a couple of days now. :-)

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Should have expected it -knowing that Father Houston also had it when he was young. But it still came as a surprise when we had the doctor’s confirmation. Finally.

A shattering truth.

Shortness of breath ensued. Not only his but mine as well. Oh my dear son.

Can one slump and yet call oneself strong? Me. But I have to be strong. I need to be strong as much as I don’t need to be guilty.

But why am I so guilty - as if I have caused it? So guilty that I’m ready to believe anyone who will tell me that too much of my blogging has caused the asthma. Matt’s asthma. Thank the stars that I’m not in the medical profession.

Will sleep now. Blogging obviously has addled my brain. Or is it lack of sleep because of blogging ?

-posted 22 Mar 1:12AM

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HAPPY EASTER!

At a point or some points of in our lives, we -parents- give up things for the sake of our family. Our kids. A selfless act (or acts) borne out of love.

It hasn’t been easy for us this past couple of weeks. Matt’s sporadic yet long coughing fits. (yes, even much harder for him, what with all the doctor trips, tests and medicines). Hence, sleep - I haven’t had enough of. Mealtimes –at times skipped. I could barely hold his weight for long but I would hold him and rock him to sleep. Why wouldn’t I? If it would make him feel better, sleep better. If it would comfort him. I will. Plain peanuts.

But God’s sacrifice - for the love of mankind- is absolutely not peanuts. Amazing. Greatest.  Ultimate act which sprung out of love. Imagine, how must it be for God who gave up his Son so that we all shall be free from sin. And for Jesus who obeyed The Father and gave up living so that we all shall live. Imagine.

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