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Aug. 11th, 2008

Amidst the Streak of Rainy Days

This weekend was a breath of fresh air after a week of drizzling in a supposedly beautiful summer in Vermont.  It was surprisingly sunny all day long. 

We started off Saturday with a brunch with friends at Skinny Pancake along the Waterfront in Downtown Burlington.  That place is packed even at 10am!  It got a lot more crowded as it approached lunchtime and seriously...if you arrive 10am and go on queue, you'll finally get your order taken after 20minutes...and wait for your order to arrive within another 30-45min.  By the time you eat your food it's just about lunchtime anyway.  But it was a good serving of healthy breakfast.  i had an egg feta crepe (aside from the egg and the feta...it was stuffed with spinatch and olives) with a side of fresh greens.  Hubby on the other hand had "The Lumberjack" which was pretty much ham and cheese crepe.  All in all it was all good and well worth the wait...granted that it was a nice day.

After brunch we hung out at the waterfront with the toddlers (Coleen and Matty) walking hand in hand.  They looked so cute together!  If only arranged marriage is not a dated concept, I would definitely pursue it.  Hahaha...being in a foreign land gives us a lot of nightmares...so arranged marriage would have been convenient.  Anyway, the kids had fun feeding the ducks with Pops cereal.  Though Coleen is just an inch or two taller than Matthew, her wide range of vocab obviously shows that she's 9 months older than him.  Plus of course, she's a girl, which puts her in a better spot as far as vocab goes (us women are more advanced in the talking field for reaons obvious to most people).  After finishing a whole pouch of cereal, we realized that we were not supposed to feed the ducks. :-) oops! our bad..

What we have been planning for for weeks now is to watch a movie in a drive-in theater.  I only saw the concept in TV shows where people watch movies from a parking lot.  It would be cool to be able to get into one and experience this part of the American culture.  Plus the fact that we could go watch a movie with the toddler without bugging the other moviegoers with all the whining and noise looks like a convenient concept for  us. 

Since it was a non-rainy day Saturday...we pushed through.  There were four movies showing and when we entered a piece of paper was given to us which shows the corresponding radio frequency we should turn our car radio to to hear the audio for every movie.  If we are parked between "Dark Knight" and the "Mummy", we can actually decide to watch either of the two movies by just a change in channel.  If that is not cool enough, we got to watch two movies in one night for the price of one (because we stayed to watch the second film showing, Hancock).  What's coolest is that we don't have to hire a babysitter because Coleen is asleep in her carseat, sleeping like a log.

Jul. 9th, 2008

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Instant Potty-user

Alas, another milestone in my parenting journey (at least with this kid) has been met.  My girl is now potty-trained.  Whoohoo!!
I’ve been paranoid about potty-training from the get go…books didn’t really tell you how to start doing it.  That was until I cam across the website for potty training in one day.  It was very encouraging and looks easy…so I bought the DVD and the $50 doll that supposed to know how to pee after drinking from the bottle.
I chose one  date where we had the time to hang out just the two of us…no daddy around who wanted to speak his own mind all the time.  Followed the process…removed her diapers and changed to undies…had a couple or so accidents…let her clean up after he mess…then was actually successful in letting her pee and poop in the potty.

After that day, I went…”Now what?”

We go out, she’s still in pull-ups.  In school she’s still in pull-ups.  My one-day effort was a waste.  Then I figure… she knew how to hold it in whenever she doesn’t have nappies.  So she must know how, I just wont let her have that chance to practice her new-found skill.  After a couple of months, we had a refresher…I then took a bold step to remove her nappies at home every day.  At first she still had the accidents, then after figuring out, she became more and more consistent.

At school I told teachers that she can hold it in and will bring her in without diapers but will bring extra underpants (just in case).  July 1, 2008 was her first day at school without diapers and it turned out...I'm proud to say... surprisingly accident free!  Teachers were surprised themselves because it was like an overnight process.  Now, she just needs me when she wanted to open the lights to the bathroom…other than that…”Go back and watch TV Mom.  Don’t watch me go pee”

Kids…they grow up so fast!

Jun. 12th, 2008

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Mothering Blues...

Coleen turns 3 years old today.  Even with the accumulated anestheisa shots I have had for the last 10 years, giving birth to her is something that I would vividly remember -- every emotion, conversation and surreal moment is videotaped in my head.  As such her birthday is very much worth celebrating...even more than our wedding anniversary (which incidentally comes after 5 days).



All women become like their mothers.  That is their tragedy.  No man does.  That's his.  ~Oscar Wilde, The Importance of Being Earnest, 1895



Oh how true this is...

Now that Coleen is three years old, she has reached a phase where a little spanking and scolding may be needed.  Being away from the Philippines makes this more difficult because in the US cultures are very different.  My ideal for discipline would always go back to how I was disciplined.  It is a cliche, I know...but I never imagined that I would actually become like my mother.

When I was a kid, I didn't really understand why my friends can do whatever they want or have whatever they could have and I can't.  It seems that I was always different and my Mom seems to restrict any indulgence we could possible have -- play, toys, time with friends.  The only explanation given to me was that we're poor and that we cannot afford it...or that we are not like other people.  Now I realize why...

My Mom was a strong believer of delayed gratification, and that has been instilled in my senses more than anything else.  She wanted us to realize that resources are limited and we don't get things as easily as we we think (even if during that time we actually could)...and that we shouldn't desire what others have just because everybody else has it.

I wanted to teach my child the same thing and instill the same kind of discipline to my child.  I just don't know how to do it given how opinionated and head-strung my daughter is, unlike me who was a bit timid.  It is also not easy given that I have a different way of disciplining my child compared to my husband.  I suppose I am tougher...maybe because that was how I was brought up with.

For me parenting is still a struggle and is a constant learning process.  Every phase has a different joy, excitement, fear, sadness attached to it...but every phase is exciting experience in itself.

I love being a parent...and it started 3 years ago today.  So today is a celebration not only of Coleen's birthday, but also a celebration of this lifelong adventure called parenthood. 

Apr. 16th, 2008

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Mini-Me

Coleen’s mental development within less than a year has been a series of whirlwind events.  She’s actually getting to be more manageable and becoming more and more handy on several occasions.  Here are some of the things she’s been doing lately: 
  1. Bookworm  --  she loves books! She likes pretending that she’s reading by trying to remember the contents of the book and say it out loud while looking at pictures.  I personally think that’s a tougher challenge than reading the book alone.
  2. Learning new games  -- when she cannot make of anything out of a toy (ex. Flashcards, blocks, etc), I teach her to sort like things together (same color, same-looking pictures) and align it all together. 
  3. Showbiz  -- Ever since, she’s been the dancer before she became the singer.  She is, however, a quick study for both song and dance.  One day while watching idol (American Idol), I was watching her striding on one foot.  So I observed and realized that she was actually doing the Hokey Pokey (which she probably learned from school).  And, like everybody else, she’s also a Hannah Montana fan.
  4. Little Teacher – Believe it or not, sometimes she scolds us. “Nanay, listen to me…look at my face…that’s not OK”…..or….”Come here…one…two…three”.  I once saw her playing with another friend where they were fighting over a ball.  What my little teacher did was to throw the ball away and told her friend, “There…no more ball. Bye-bye ball!!”  (something a teacher would normally do).
  5. Observer – She notices the smallest of things, sometimes things we don’t even notice.  One time we were at KFC and she was holding her milk in a KFC cup.  I noticed her twisting to look at the Col Sanders poster at the back and asked her, “What are you doing?”.  She said, “Look Nanay, same…(pointing at  Col Sanders at the poster and the one in her cup)”.  She notices too that we have the same color of shirt or that I have a new pair of shoes.
  6. Control Freak --  I sometimes can’t believe that my life is being controlled by a tiny person.  Not “control” where all the decisions we make all consider her. ..but “control” as in “No, stay there”…or “No, it’s Tatay’s turn to change my diapers”… or “No, not diapers…PULL-UPS”…
  7. Conversationalist – Sometimes we just hang-out and sit together and talk. “Who’s your friend at school?  What did you do today?  What did you eat today?  Did you like it?”.  It’s so cool to be able to get answers from her and elaborate her story.  Like one time when I asked her what she did that day, she answered, “Play outside Nanay…muddy pants Madelaine”  (We played outside and Madelaine had muddy pants).
  8. Daddy’s Girl --  She has always been a Daddy’s girl.  Conrad could spoil her to death for as long as he can.  I had to be the only objective voice in our little family because the other adult doesn’t want to budge.  He will give her everything that he could give her, even if it’s cookies before bedtime.  That’s why I had to be the bad guy and they’ll gang up on me.
  9. Joker --  She must have gotten her sense of humor somewhere.  One weekend I was cooking breakfast and she asked “Nanay, what are you doin?”.  Her dad said, “Nanay is cooking breakfast”.  She went, “No, Tatay turn!”…(like it’s Tatay’s turn to cook)…then she broke out to a grin and said, “No….”  Kid knows how to tease.
  10. Empathy – Although she’s a bundle of fun, she has a deeply rooted compassionate soul.  She knows when I’m happy or if I’m hurt or sick.  She actually asks, “What’s wrong?”, then would kiss and embrace me.  I can’t even remember teaching her to be such.  I guess she’s just naturally sweet and caring.

 I could go on and on and tell all sorts of stories about her, and you’ll probably get tired of it…and I probably won’t care.  What I do know is that she’s an awesome creature who happens to come from my womb and I could never be more proud of it.

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