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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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We had a rough time last night - actually, it’s already morning. Matt had coughing fits at a very ungodly hour (and barely two hours after I had closed my lids).

But I’m just thankful for that icky liquid that helps neutralize his cough.

I’m also thankful for the strength to rock him. And grateful for the Thank You Lord song that miraculously sent him back to sleep in no time. It was either that song or my voice I do want to believe it’s the former but that’s would be fooling myself and trust me, it’s more reasonable to believe it was the latter :).

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Today, I’ll give thanks for the financial opportunities that is coming my way. I’ve missed some, but I always believe that what we lose will all readily be replaced with something better - in God’s perfect time. And lately, what I missed were replaced with much better ones. I’m just grateful. I’m a long way off of becoming rich but our needs (and few wants) are taken cared of.

And then I’m thankful for the many blessing that God has freely given to us:

His word. His love.

The water that quenches our thirst, that refreshes me with daily baths, that we use to wash our plates, our clothes…

The food that nourished us.

The air that we breathe - although I sometimes complain that it’s not totally sanitized, but can you imagine living without oxygen?

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The past week, I noticed that I’ve been annoying someone to say “I have a problem.” Or “I need help.” Or “something must be wrong here…” So now I call him Houston. My husband.

Lately, Houston spent 3 glorious days (or make that 4, because of flight cancellation) at home and I couldn’t be more thankful. You see, it’s when he’s around that I could keep up with blogging the household chores because he keeps Matt entertained.

But really I’m thankful that I married someone who is generous with his love and patience. Someone who is faithful to the Lord (and to me). Someone who not only calls me “Bossing” but who lets me be the boss - well, most of the times. :-) Someone who thinks I’m crazy, silly, impatient yaddi, yadda but loves me all the same. I just couldn’t find the right word to say just how blessed I am to have him as a husband and father to my kid.

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