Backpacking

We’ll be going to my hometown, Badian, without Mark after Christmas. We will stay there until New Year.

We’ll be travelling by bus — Librando fan kay silingan man namo. It’ll be first time for Migi and Meg to be on a bus. I’m so excited to see their reaction. For sure, they’ll love it.

I’m also excited to let them experience for a few days the childhood life I had which is just the best.

My problem is how to pack light. Just the thought of the feeding bottles… =(

Backpacking

We’ll be going to my hometown, Badian, without Mark after Christmas. We will stay there until New Year.

We’ll be travelling by bus — Librando fan kay silingan man namo. It’ll be first time for Migi and Meg to be on a bus. I’m so excited to see their reaction. For sure, they’ll love it.

I’m also excited to let them experience for a few days the childhood life I had which is just the best.

My problem is how to pack light. Just the thought of the feeding bottles… =(

teenage mother angst

burn out and suicidal — my current state of mind.
* the tasks i dreaded and trying to get away from are thrown at me just days before christmas. perfect timing.
* my kids are over to the max hyperactive + hardheaded – perfect mother-killer combination. i’m sooo tempted to give them sleeping pills
* and, i can’t start doing the new dreaded tasks assigned to me because my kids are all over me. (and, here i am multiplying)
* i feel so tired and worn out, i need some upper so i eat.
* eating to feel happy is bad because it makes me more obese.
* more obese = deeper depression
* two weeks enrolled to gym but only been there twice. big clap for my effort.
* major insensitive husband — don’t let me start on this.
* now, i don’t know where to go,what to do. i’m like groping in the dark and i wish that i’d fall into a deep endless manhole.

i feel like getting so drunk and puking out my guts, then roll over my puke! it would definitely make me feel better.

(rose, stop it! think of those mothers alone taking care of their 8 kids in a row — they survive! you’re such a major whiner! no christmas presents for you!)

but let me be, i rarely complain! i’m crazy! owkeis, i’ll think of mothers who have 12 kids in a row, alone taking of their kids plus household chores plus working out to bring food to their table! shame on me!

God, thank you for every thing but for now please let me whine!

teenage mother angst

burn out and suicidal — my current state of mind.
* the tasks i dreaded and trying to get away from are thrown at me just days before christmas. perfect timing.
* my kids are over to the max hyperactive + hardheaded – perfect mother-killer combination. i’m sooo tempted to give them sleeping pills
* and, i can’t start doing the new dreaded tasks assigned to me because my kids are all over me. (and, here i am multiplying)
* i feel so tired and worn out, i need some upper so i eat.
* eating to feel happy is bad because it makes me more obese.
* more obese = deeper depression
* two weeks enrolled to gym but only been there twice. big clap for my effort.
* major insensitive husband — don’t let me start on this.
* now, i don’t know where to go,what to do. i’m like groping in the dark and i wish that i’d fall into a deep endless manhole.

i feel like getting so drunk and puking out my guts, then roll over my puke! it would definitely make me feel better.

(rose, stop it! think of those mothers alone taking care of their 8 kids in a row — they survive! you’re such a major whiner! no christmas presents for you!)

but let me be, i rarely complain! i’m crazy! owkeis, i’ll think of mothers who have 12 kids in a row, alone taking of their kids plus household chores plus working out to bring food to their table! shame on me!

God, thank you for every thing but for now please let me whine!

exaggerations

Christmas is around the corner so I must be all smiles but lately I find myself always pouting, mug-ot! Life’s a bitch!
* the tasks I dreaded and was trying to get away are thrown at me! major gggrrrr. just when christmas is days away, it’s when you get swamped with work. major bummer. i know i should be thankful, at least i have work to whine about but please let me be.
* my kids are over to the max hyperactive plus hardheaded — mother-killer combination. they’re everywhere. it’s so frustrating because I can’t do anything. (and, here i am multiplying) i can’t finish nor start any thing, every time i face the computer, meg starts shouting mama or someone will press the off button or one will shout barney or you’ll just hear some ‘bang’/crying in the background — there goes your train of thoughts! i’m really really considering giving them sleeping pills.
* major insensitive husband. i’d share the horror stories about the kids hoping to get some sympathy, and he would just say, ‘unsa may gamit sa imong pagka psych graduate.’ fine, thank you for the slap. honestly, i don’t remember any thing about my child psychology class nor any thing about psych at all. all i can remember was all theories of freud are about sex, or i think all psych theories are about sex, and about pavlov’s dog.
tell me what theory should i use how to stop a kid from demanding me to be beside her like every minute, when she sits down and play, i should do also. i should tag her along when i pee/poo/eat/drink.

exaggerations

Christmas is around the corner so I must be all smiles but lately I find myself always pouting, mug-ot! Life’s a bitch!
* the tasks I dreaded and was trying to get away are thrown at me! major gggrrrr. just when christmas is days away, it’s when you get swamped with work. major bummer. i know i should be thankful, at least i have work to whine about but please let me be.
* my kids are over to the max hyperactive plus hardheaded — mother-killer combination. they’re everywhere. it’s so frustrating because I can’t do anything. (and, here i am multiplying) i can’t finish nor start any thing, every time i face the computer, meg starts shouting mama or someone will press the off button or one will shout barney or you’ll just hear some ‘bang’/crying in the background — there goes your train of thoughts! i’m really really considering giving them sleeping pills.
* major insensitive husband. i’d share the horror stories about the kids hoping to get some sympathy, and he would just say, ‘unsa may gamit sa imong pagka psych graduate.’ fine, thank you for the slap. honestly, i don’t remember any thing about my child psychology class nor any thing about psych at all. all i can remember was all theories of freud are about sex, or i think all psych theories are about sex, and about pavlov’s dog.
tell me what theory should i use how to stop a kid from demanding me to be beside her like every minute, when she sits down and play, i should do also. i should tag her along when i pee/poo/eat/drink.

My Thank-You’s

As Christmas is just days away, I would like to say my big Thank You to Lord God for all the blessings and not so blessings He give to us.

1. Good health — majorly, every one in my family is in good health, no major sciky problems.
2. Jobs and Opportunities — I’m so blessed that after quitting from the ‘corporate world,’ He provided me with something I can earn from with the privilege of working at home near my kids. He also provided my husband jobs/projects where he truly enjoys doing.
3. Financial blessings — enough to provide us with some luxuries — like being able to eat out at Jollibee at least twice a month and being able to buy some toys.
4. Little troubles – that came our way which helps us to become a better person and have wider perspective of things.
5. Generous husband – he may not have a romantic side, he may be the most insensitive person in the world, he may not be the best father but definitely he has a very good heart not only for his family but for others as well.
6. My out-of-this-world KIAT babies – who keep me always biting my lips from frustrations and anger. They may not be Gerber babies or perfect little ones and sometimes they make me want to deposit them at DSWD but they never fail to melt my heart at the end of the day. God knows how to play tricks.
7. Friends – they may not have the most incredible fashion sense but definitely
8. Babysitters/Yayas — the most underrated occupation. They may not be ala Von Trapp nanny but they have the biggest heart for my kids. Big enough to put up with me and Mark’s childishness and immaturity and our kids’ wickedness. They somehow have more patience for my kids than us.
9.

My Thank-You’s

As Christmas is just days away, I would like to say my big Thank You to Lord God for all the blessings and not so blessings He give to us.

1. Good health — majorly, every one in my family is in good health, no major sciky problems.
2. Jobs and Opportunities — I’m so blessed that after quitting from the ‘corporate world,’ He provided me with something I can earn from with the privilege of working at home near my kids. He also provided my husband jobs/projects where he truly enjoys doing.
3. Financial blessings — enough to provide us with some luxuries — like being able to eat out at Jollibee at least twice a month and being able to buy some toys.
4. Little troubles – that came our way which helps us to become a better person and have wider perspective of things.
5. Generous husband – he may not have a romantic side, he may be the most insensitive person in the world, he may not be the best father but definitely he has a very good heart not only for his family but for others as well.
6. My out-of-this-world KIAT babies – who keep me always biting my lips from frustrations and anger. They may not be Gerber babies or perfect little ones and sometimes they make me want to deposit them at DSWD but they never fail to melt my heart at the end of the day. God knows how to play tricks.
7. Friends – they may not have the most incredible fashion sense but definitely
8. Babysitters/Yayas — the most underrated occupation. They may not be ala Von Trapp nanny but they have the biggest heart for my kids. Big enough to put up with me and Mark’s childishness and immaturity and our kids’ wickedness. They somehow have more patience for my kids than us.
9.

mastercard moment

I was 100% done with gift-buying. But, now I’m back to 95% because my kids opened some of the gifts and play with them. =( The thing is it’s fun watching them enjoying the gifts not theirs. The look of their faces when they open the boxes is, as mastercard ad say, PRICELESS!

mastercard moment

I was 100% done with gift-buying. But, now I’m back to 95% because my kids opened some of the gifts and play with them. =( The thing is it’s fun watching them enjoying the gifts not theirs. The look of their faces when they open the boxes is, as mastercard ad say, PRICELESS!