Watch our Love Come to Life

Four years ago,

You have witnessed

The binding of two people

As one.

"Like a flower under rain

Like a child's first day

Like a story's first page

Watch our Love Come to Life. "

03 September 2005

Chapel of Transfiguration,

Caleruega, Batulao Batangas

Chateau Royale Country Club

Nasugbu, Batangas

CREDITS:
Music by:Marie Digby
Song: Come to Life
Album: Breathing Underwater

Sea Goat's August 2009 Horoscope : Source OK!

Yesterday while I was pampering myself with a Spa Pedicure (at California Nails Spa -yay free plugging), I've picked up an OK! mag (PH ed) and read my horoscope. To my astonishment, everything in it is what I was exactly experiencing this month.. I can't believe my eyes on how truthful it is that I even read it aloud to Erben with matching side comments. And the worst part is there wasn't any solution given but to bear it a little bit longer...

I took a photo of the article as proof but its so blur since I only used my phone cam. So here is the August Horoscope for Capricorns with my side comments:

"The responsibility you have in life are beginning to wear you down. - Oh so true..I'm overwhelmed with responsibilities at work, at home..being a mom, a wife, a daughter that I just like to disappear to nowhere.

Your health and your relationships are starting to get affected. - OMG so true! Literally. Did I mention about being diagnosed earlier today to have a diabetes milletus type 2 and since my BMI is 29, I am already considered obese? And true enough, hubby and I was in no speaking terms for a few days last week due to some inappropriate actions.

What's worse, there seems to be no way for you to release this heavy weight. - Are you kidding me? If i'll take this word for word.. it means that I will be stuck with this obesity..this can't be true!

Bear the cross a little bit longer and take it day by day. - Ok, so there's a good suggestion in loosing this weight - Take it one day at a time.. no crash diets.

There is a reason you are asked to carry this challenge.- oh no! This means.. this is long term babe! Good luck to me!

They always say that horoscopes are just guide to everyday life and should not be the basis of how you life your life. There might be Capricorns out there that have the same exact challenge as mine or may be not as literally described here but can associate it with what they are experiencing now. There is always a choice to live up with what was written on the stars or a choice to challenge what was said on your horoscope to make it insignificant.

xoxo,

S

Marie Digby Live in Manila

I chose watching this concert over a bag. And I'm so glad I did! The "might be" once in a lifetime chance was all worth it.

Hubby bought me her CD (not 1 but 2!) and we get to meet and greet her in person.. and that's not all.. had the CDs autograph and I hugged her!

You're the Best Marie! Thanks for coming to Manila... :)

xoxo
S

Wow La Luz!

Our family's one and only trip this summer to the beach was last May 16-17 with my friends from the office.. it was a long drive from Manila but it sure was worth it!

Will not say more.. these pictures justify how beautiful our beaches here in the Philippines. 

Reminising thirteenth of June

About three years ago is was anticipating the arrival of my first born. We know he’ll be a boy. We have picked out a name for him that means manly, courageous and a biblical name for his second name which means dove.

Carefully watching my belly move. Awaiting for that signs of contraction. We are all excited on his pending arrival. Mine and my baby’s bag are all packed a month before. And we wait and wait.. until the late night of Independence day, June twelve  in the year two thousand and six, I didn't’t see nor feel may water bag broke, but I felt extreme pain that I can no longer stand by myself. I knew that it was time.

We drove to the hospital which was an hour away from our house (I know! I know! Why did I have to choose to give birth to a far away hospital when there’s a hospital 5 minutes away from where we live – that’s another story..)

I was looking at the time.. it was a few minutes past midnight of June Thirteen. My husband drove quietly (probably tense and scared out of his wits) as he listens to my Agrhhh!! and Aaahhhww!! After like somewhat an eternity of pain every 5-10 minutes. We have arrived at the emergency room around 1:15am. Why do they ask so many questions even if they see a person is in obvious pain and is having a baby? I no longer have the strength to answer all their questions, I just hand over them the written instruction from my OBGyne on who to call when I came in for delivery (Anesthesiologist, Pediatrician etc.).

After a few more questions, they finally wheeled me to the Delivery Room. Adrian have to stay outside the DR since it’s a hospital policy that only the attendants and the patient are allowed inside (except if we attended Lamaze and opt to have a natural, drug free birth).

Inside the room, still tons of questions, what time did my water bag broke? (I didn't notice really! Might have peed while it broke), how long are the intervals of my contractions? what time I last ate? what time I last pooped? etc… After which I was hooked into a machine that checks the heart rate of my baby, they did an IE to check if how far am I dilated… believe it or not my cervix was already 8cm dilated which meant I was already in active labor while I was still in the car!!! HUWAHTT?!. and my OB hasn’t arrived yet.

And so I was moved into the Operating Room by 1:45am.. I saw nurses placing oxygen on my nose.. clipping my finger with a heart rate monitor.. saw a Sister (I was in a Catholic Hospital anyway) who I assume is either a nurse or a doctor  because she was wearing a white gown and a stethoscope on her neck..I remember her touching my cheek and saying "Its gonna be all right"... "Don't push ... keep breathing...your baby needs the oxygen, If you push you stop breathing..." But I can't help the urge of pushing... he wants to come out already!!! Minutes passed and my doctor finally came.. they turned me sideways and gave me a shot... I think it was epidural because every pain just seems to fade.. and the next thing I know.. some one was on top of me pushing my belly down. I heard my doctor said "PUSH, hold it for 10 seconds..like you are constipated".. and so I pushed with all my might.. hold it for 10 seconds and then breathe..........and then another push.. I can hear them counting.. 1, 2, 3, 4....10. For the third and final push.. I passed out. At 2:24am I finally gave birth.

The moment that I was looking forward to see my son for the first time didn't't happened. They did not place him on my chest after delivery because I passed out! As in! I was conscious only during the time they are stitching me up and cleaning my uterus.  I can't even speak.. I was too groggy to ask where my son was... I was exhausted to the highest level.
The next thing I knew I was in the recovery room. Waking up at 5am after hearing a noises from chatting nurses and interns. Then I was brought to my room around 7am where my husband was waiting for me. He have see our son already and I so envy him for seeing our son first..but then I was advised by the Pedia that he was fine and he will be brought to our room around 10am.

And finally, I met him, this little person with little hands and complete fingers and toes.. black hair and chinky closed eyes.. red chubby cheeks. The little guy that I have kept for myself for 9 months is now born to this world.