Saturday, January 30, 2010

Learning about THE WILD

Because we live in the city, to look and interact with animals actually costs money. Ark of Avilon charges P250 per person (child or adult). I paid P750 alone for entrance fees because I brought Santi's yaya with us because I wanted to concentrate on taking photos and didn't want to wash Santi's poo in the middle of the trip just in case he did--which he did! Mother's instincts work so well :P

If you know Santi, you'd know that he is not fond of crowded places. It was hard for us to keep up with the group because he didn't want to be amidst all the other kids with yayas and parents. Maybe to him it felt a bit claustrophobic. My same explanation why I have a hard time dressing him up. (especially with shirts because they all seem to have small holes for his extra large head. Those few seconds where it gets stuck, he used to scream bloody murder) A little trivia: Santi has never been able to wear a hat successfully, he automatically takes them off. Socks are challenging and shoes --- a whole other post on that. Let's just say he sticks to his trusted red crocs and refuses to wear any other shoe, even if it's a new pair of red crocs.
Feeding the rodents (or were they rabbits?) the most outrageously epxensive carrot at P10 per stick.

Going back to the zoo trip... it was ok. It would've been better if the 5 other preschools were not there at the same time we were. And I always feel bad for the animals after. They shouldn't be caged for people to stare at them the whole day. I guess that's their fate. Like how some animals are born pets and wouldn't be able to survive in the wild. I wonder what was Santi thinking below--
Speaking of the WILD! Santi and I attended My Masterpiece's "Where The Wild Things Are", a storytelling event at Fullybooked High Street. We were invited by Denise who also teaches art in the school.Even if it was meant for kids, I was utterly moved by their rendition and performance of the story. Sucker-consumeristic me bought the book, another addition to Santi's bedtime tales :)"Inside all of us is hope. Inside all of us is fear. Inside all of us is adventure. Inside all of us is a Wild Thing!"

Wednesday, January 27, 2010

Biker Babe

A few months back, hubby and I gave each other mountain bikes for our wedding anniversary. It was one of our green resolutions to ride the bike instead of the car to save on fuel, lessen carbon footprint and burn fat :P It turns out though, that I can't stand the pollution in the city. So I've only ridden to close by areas like the yoga studio and the office of one of my clients. Montri, on the other hand, has gone to far-flung places like The Fort and Mall of Asia for exercise. I should really join him one of these days..or maybe i'll just wait until the big move.

We plan to do real trail biking when we move to Palawan and we've been thinking of how on earth will Santi tag along? We did get him his own Ninja turtle kiddie bike but he refuses to ride it. Montri is asking me to buy something he found on the net for Santi - a kiddie bike seat. photo from
I think it's super cute! But then this might have a learning curve considering that I will have to balance with the additional weight of my heavy toddler. Another option is the bike trailer which might be safer to use PLUS it looks more fun because it can seat 2 kids!
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This might just remain on our wish list because they cost a lot of $$$. Maybe I should wear my dollar-print dress to attract funds for these items? Or should I make my own version with natural materials?

Sheesh, where did the time go? I'm off to bike to my yoga client of the day. Til my next post! Ciao!

Wednesday, January 20, 2010

My Weaning Story

I am silently weeping because I never imagined that I would be weaning Santi successfully from the breast (so soon!). Since he turned 2, I've been seriously thinking about how to do it. I can imagine that weaning would've been easier if I had introduced the bottle to Santi years ago, but he has never learned how to drink from a bottle. Yes, I purely breastfed him direct from me hence having him with me all the time. No regrets but I'm not sure if I would do the same if I ever have another child.

Many other mommy friends and clients have given me different kinds of advice, from putting soy sauce and tabasco on their breasts to leaving their babies for weeks or just letting them cry it out each time they wanted to nurse. All of these, I could not bare to do. Father Dennis once told me- A good parent is one who can see his or her child get hurt because THAT is the real world. You cannot be there for every little fall.

To me, Santi is a smart boy and I didn't want to fool him or do something against his logic. For years I have been breastfeeding him. That was his security and I didn't want to break his heart. So I think I softened the blow by talking to him a lot, telling him ,"You're such a big boy already, turning 3 so soon! No need for dodo anymore. We can just kiss and hug until you sleep. Mommy loves you the same."

There were several (failed) attempts to leave him for a night or 2 with my parents or in-laws' but he'd always come back to me remembering 'dodo'. Then it occurred to me to tape my nipples and see how he would react. Upon seeing them, he would shudder and say 'eewww' and not even put up a fight. He would take the 2nd best thing, which is to touch my mole on top of my right breast until he falls asleep. So then I would put on tape every other day just so that I wouldn't have engorgement and that would work out fine. If I forget to put on tape, then he would insist on breastfeeding.

It has been a week of me religiously having tape on all day and night. I'm starting to get a rash on my left chest but it's a little sacrifice to make. I need to have it on or else the mere sight of my nipples will trigger Santi into a feed. The past few days I've been feeling an ache though because breastfeeding was one of the things that we shared together, it was our bond. Now that it's almost over, I feel that slowly he is gaining his independence and one day he won't even need me for anything anymore.

Santi, you are a growing boy. Even if it hurts me, I'm starting to let you go bit by bit so you can be your own person, spread your wings and fly.

Breastfeeding 2 year old Santi in the airplane during our Jan 2009 trip to Boracay

1 year old Santi feeds at the Manansala poolside

Newborn Santi at my breast

Tuesday, January 19, 2010

Quote on Marriage

With regards to marriage, Frida is my favorite movie because of this single quote by Tina Modotti.

"I don't believe in marriage. No, I really don't. Let me be clear about that. I think at worst it's a hostile political act, a way for small-minded men to keep women in the house and out of the way, wrapped up in the guise of tradition and conservative religious nonsense. At best, it's a happy delusion - these two people who truly love each other and have no idea how truly miserable they're about to make each other. But, but, when two people know that, and they decide with eyes wide open to face each other and get married anyway, then I don't think it's conservative or delusional. I think it's radical and courageous and very romantic. To Diego and Frida!"

I was inspired to think about marriage and the past few days because of my friends' thoughts about their own marriages and relationships. It has also come to the general public's attention, the affairs of some very famous people's lives. This morning I read a very moving post too at Frances' blog. A friend mentioned that Mercury must be in retrograde because a lot have been having rocky relationships -- thank heavens I'm not one of them. I am not on the 'grass is greener on the other side' mode and have chosen LOVE right here, right now. All is good!

Sunday, January 17, 2010

Hello Blog.

Hello Blog.

Sorry if you feel that I have abandoned you. Had lots on my plate, really. I did not want to feel obliged to blog when I wanted to focus on work and spend more time living life with hubby and Santi. Now that it's 2010, I plan to write more because I realize that this is an avenue for my personal thoughts and feelings on the web. Some 'me space' on the web. That's healthy too, right? And so, I aim for BALANCE :)

While I inspire myself with blogs from POPPY TALK, let me leave you with a photo of Santi and I during our last magazine feature with Smart Parenting. Adios!


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