that darn license

wasn’t able to post this straightaway last week because i was still reeling from the… i dunno.. disappointment and fury?  lol.  i spent 7 fucking hours at the land transportation office just so i could renew my driver’s license last thursday.  granting i let its renewal slide since i should’ve done it last 2007, and it’s my goddamn fault, that’s still a total waste of time.  dad and i got there at 7:15am.  we went home at 3:30pm.  wtf.  i mean, i’m also from the government but it has been deeply instilled in us that we should serve the public with utmost efficiency.  and we do.  that’s why i couldn’t understand the turtle-like pace of the lto employees there.  every window took about 1-2 hours to freakin process my license.  i could’ve saved some hours if it hasn’t been dormant for three years but still…

i’m at a loss for words anyhow.  i hope this doesn’t happen to me again.

i’m just glad i have my license back.  next on the to do list: refresher driving lessons

milk no more?

my daughter is on the verge of turning into a toddler in a fortnight.  raising her for 11 months, feeding and eating has never been a problem at all.  i successfully created a routine for drinking her milk and eating her solids, and trained all those around her (hubby, yaya, my folks) to follow these.  her weight gain is more than average but she was never in any danger of being overweight either.  i believe her proper eating habits also played a huge factor in her having a good sleeping pattern.  since she was on her second month, mercifully, she began sleeping through the night.  her dad and i are super duper thankful for this!  during the day, her naps vary, i guess depending on her mood, and lately, the heat.  don’t get me wrong, i am not very OC, nor would i want her to grow up OC. in fact, overly OC people drive me crazy.   i guess that was just my way of trying my hand at raising a good sleeper, and a good kid in general.  i tried  to do away with the fussiness in other ways than soothing with milk.  way, way before, after i’ve given birth, i never really believed in putting a bottle in a baby’s mouth every time it cries.  i always, always tried to figure out what mischa wanted. is she in need of rocking, cuddling?  is she cold?  hot?  does something hurt?  more often than not, it worked (whatever i wanted to do to soothe her).  and by the time i was about to leave for work after the maternity period, i had everybody in the household trained.  nonetheless, she drank her milk well, and ate everything i introduced to her, including a variety of fruits, vegetables, and the latest, beef.  while i feed her the usual cerelac (especially when i don’t have the luxury of time before going to work), i tried my hardest to prepare pureed beans, broccoli, cauliflower, sweet pea, and a whole lot of root crops.  she loves them all!

but we’ve been a little worried of late because she hasn’t been getting her usual intake of milk, instead finishes only about 4-5 oz. per feeding (that’s 3x a day).  but she’s gulping down lotsa water (which she didn’t like before).  i figure it’s the damn heat again (when will this heat wave going to end).  she’s been perspiring like crazy during the day when the aircon isn’t turned on.  at one time, she didn’t even drink a drop of the milk!  she kept on pushing out the nipple with her tongue, and the bottle itself and our hands whenever we tried to coax her into drinking.  oh what to do, what to do.  we’re all being very patient with her, adjusting her milk schedule, and encouraging her to drink it.  sigh!  i hope she doesn’t begin to become a picky eater.

those pearly whites

i’ve been advised to give mischa some scrubbing since most of her front milk teeth are in.  plus she’s been eating “real” food for several months now.  i tried to stall for a while since i know how fussy she is when touched in the face, or anywhere around her head (read: hair clips, nasal aspirator, etc.).  so i braced myself for a good ol’ kicking (figuratively) and head swiveling as soon as the infant toothbrush touches her mouth.  but no.  baby surprised me that she found delight in it.  yey!  i tried two kinds: the pigeon training toothbrush and the safety 1st thingie that you put on your finger.  it pained me a bit to see a few drops of blood when i used the pigeon brush.  that mighta been too hard on the gums.  (can i sue them?).  so it’s safety 1st then.  i didn’t use toothpaste just yet.  i don’t think it’s really needed anyway.  the thing is, to have her get used to the activity of brushing her teeth so that she gets used to it.  i’m so proud of her!  we’ll try the sanflou or pigeon toothpaste that’s supposedly safe to swallow.  (yeah, how do you teach a kid to spit out anyway).

sneak peek

here’s the invitation (many thanks to ninang bel and also to ninong troy) for the upcoming birthday bash of our kiddo.  as we’re about two weeks into the big day and we have little time to distribute to other family and friends, i think we’re just goin to post this in facebook.  ahh the perks of technology.

as you can see, we’ve finally decided on the theme although for the love of me, it was so hard finding loot bags and party hats to match, even in divi.  anyway, we love it.  and i’m sure she’ll charm everyone when she comes in in her vavoom costume on the day.  see ya all!

kyle and ninang june

mischa got a visit from ninang june and her cutie lil nephew, kyle.  i thought he was a bit shy because he didn’t want to talk to us, nor even say hi.  but after 10 minutes into their arrival, he started playing with mischa, tugging at her, kissing her, all the time pretending to be a dog!  what a kid!

pakipot pa si kyle

with ninang june

pretty girls

all shyness gone

daddy's babies

my little girl