The Little Ones Went On A Field Trip

The DFA-Daycare Center Kids went to the newly renovated National Museum of Natural History  last week and guess who's excited? 

FIRST BUS RIDE SHE CAN'T STOP TALKING ABOUT IT

NOPE. Not the kids. It was MEEE even though I can't be with them! Hahaha! I've been meaning to visit the National Museum since two years ago, but I don't know, it's not on our must-visit list. Maybe because its very near that we don't put it on our priority list? Because that's life, we often take for granted the things that is already laid in front of us. Naks! Back to the kids, so when Teacher Faye informed us that the kids are going on a field trip to the museum, I got excited for them! :) 

HAPPY TO BE IN A DIFFERENT KIND OF VEHICLE. I'M PRETTY SURE SHE HAS NO IDEA WHERE SHE'S HEADING. LOL.

Buti pa mga anak ko, nakapunta na ng National Museum. Haha!

DFA-DCC KIDS

LOLONG. He was labeled as the biggest crocodile, I wonder why he's not in the CONGRESS. Ooooppsss... 

"INA, NAKITA KO ANG EAGLE!!"

Miss Carry-Me-Ama

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We'll visit more museums when you grow up, my loves. In shaa Allah.. 

"INA, MAY ELEPHANT DIN. LAKI!!"

Fatherhood. 

Grateful to this man for everything he is doing for me and the kids. He accompanied them to the museum even though he can opt not to since we have a helper to look after the kids. Alhamdulillah. 

Oh how I love collecting beautiful memories of my little ones, I know they will appreciate it when they grow up. In shaa Allah. Though I rarely post their faces on social media, I have private albums in my Facebook account that is dedicated to their growing up years which I love to reminisce about even though it was only 2-3 years ago. Haha! My daughters will never be this small again so I smooch them with kisses and hug them as often as I can before they start to need me less than they do these days. Aaaaww...  

Colors of the World

Seeing some friends and celebrities on Instagram (wish I could say "celebrity friends", haha!) get into adult coloring books as a relaxing hobby brought me back to my kindergarten and gradeschool years when my Mom used to scold me for creating a "bad artwork". I suck at every art class I know. I don't follow the "one-direction stroke" policy in coloring, plus, I was bad at drawing. Unfortunately I didn't know that abstract form of arts do exist so I can use it as a valid excuse. Hehe. I see this now as the reason why I appreciate artists and their works since I am incapable of creating such. I have to admit, I wasn't endowed with that gift.  

A week ago, my OB advised me not to walk around too much since the baby's head has already entered my pelvis (we call it engagement in medical parlance), I did a self-imposed bed rest while also waiting for my parents' arrival. I want them to be here beside me when I give birth. So I thought, aside from reading and watching TV, I can also make use of my time by returning to an unfulfilled childhood accomplishment in the coloring department! Time to redeem myself from the judgment of my own mother! Hah!                          

                           

I went to Siam Paragon and to Emporium to look for a coloring book but to no avail. Thank God for Kinokuniya, they have all kinds of coloring books for adult that came with a morale booster! I picked the Creative Coloring Flowers by Valentina Harpers as flowers seem more relaxing than abstract drawings. 

My first work using colored pencils.

While executing the strokes and making sure that I don't go beyond the lines, I had several stuff play inside my head: 

1.) Those tiny details contribute to the beauty of the whole picture. We always say that little things in life matter, I can't agree more. We always aspire for a better life when we have everything that we want and need staring right at us, we just don't take notice and let them slip by. I am at a point in my life when a single message from any of my siblings and a Facetime conference with my parents are priceless. Then I remember all those mundane things we do at home, those tiny squabbles with my brothers, all those things I used to shrug about defined the kind of family I have. While living here in Bangkok, I want to keep vividly in my mind all the moments I wait for my husband to come home, our daily cooking and coffee bonding sessions, the walk in the park or in the mall..every little thing..because these seemingly mundane daily routine contribute to the beauty of the bigger story. 

2.) With persistence and hardwork, you will come a long way. I have been suffering from pregnancy-related carpal tunnel syndrome for more than a month now, but the numbness of my fingers and the pain on my wrist didn't stop me from pushing the strokes! Haha! Effort much, eh?  

3.) I thought, at my age, coloring would be an easy job. Contrary to it's "relaxing" slogan, selecting colors that blend perfectly with each other and those that in synch with nature would come as a pain in my head. No wonder most artists stereotypically look unkempt. Haha! 

4.) Never underestimate the capacity of anything/anyone. Subdued colors may just perfectly blend into the loud ones, sometimes they are even more noticeable. So stay humble and never look down or step on anyone because you think you are better. Bilog ang mundo, you know. 

"Friends are flowers in the garden of life." SUBSTANTIAL friends, that is. 

I am currently on my fifth coloring artwork. It's fun while I am waiting for the little one's arrival, I am not sure if I can squeeze this in between breastfeeding, changing diapers, cooking and tidying the house. Haha! Good luck to me, then. :) 

The Best Half

Hello there. Yes, I'm still here constantly thinking of blogging and after countless attempts, I finally mustered the courage to gather photos and hit the keyboards. Now don't blame me if this post consumes your time because I shall post a lot of photos to make up for my absence----uncollaged photos, these are. Heehee. Well, nothing philosophical, just some what's-going-on-with-my-life entry. My relationship with this blog is like an old friend with whom you kind of lost in touch with but you perpetually think how they've been but preoccupation with current important stuff eats your time and then you accidentally bump into each other somewhere down the road and go back to being good friends again as if time never passed. :)

So, since this entry is mainly about how my life has been and to give a sequel to my recent post about my wedding frets, well....here. Yes, I got married last March 9!! *insert kilig smile here* One of the most enormous mystery of my life is now revealed. 

Officially misis. (c) Doc Saino

With our families. (c) Val Candole

Back in my singlehood days, the man I'm going to marry has always been a mystery I never knew when to happen. Never did I expect that he will come around the time I was reviewing for the board exam, the most unlikely time to flirt around. Haha! It was a typical Meranao parental set-up, but lucky us, we find each other suitable for a spouse. Well, primarily I didn't think of it THAT way when I met him. We have a common first cousin (we are also blood related, his father is my third degree cousin on my Mom's side) who introduced us. But apparently, prior to our personal introduction, he met up with my parents first to subtly ask if he can  visit me. They (him and my cousin) visited me at the review center after a long negotiation, I was so much under pressure of passing the boards I need not anyone to bother me. But I give in to my cousin's plea, I sure didn't know he's with him. We had a relatively good conversation over dinner that our first meeting didn't end there. I learned that he's a CPA who works with the Philippine Embassy in Abuja, Nigeria as a finance officer. Since he was on a vacation and was scheduled to go back to work few days after our meeting, he frequented his visits without my cousin. No resistance came from me thinking that he's leaving soon and I must admit I enjoyed his company. I thought his last visit would be the last and when he leaves, no further communication will occur. I was wrong. Even we were continents apart, his overseas phone calls became persistent and regular until I find myself expecting it almost always. I kind of get used to it, and while I was driving myself crazy studying for the biggest exam of my life, he acted as a shock absorber listening to my rants and, in his own little ways, comforted me. While those things were happening, his parents were also communicating with my parents about the two of us getting married. It took time before everything was settled and I had to ask myself a hundred times if I want it too. Our parents obviously do. I prayed hard and asked for signs, and when I felt that my questions were answered, I wholeheartedly accepted the marriage. Choz. Andami ko pang chorva e 'noh? Obvious naman na like ko din siya. *winks*

In retrospect, I love our lovestory. Yes, I'm a fan of my very own lovestory. Haha! We are not boyfriends/girlfriends, but we allowed fate to work everything for us. There wasn't too much obstacles along the way making our story run smoothly. Everything I was praying for were answered. Alhamdulillah.

After the wedding, we had to make the most of our time together because he would be leaving again for Nigeria. We traveled around Mindanao from Marawi City (our home base) to Cagayan de Oro, Bukidnon, Davao City, Cotabato City and back to Marawi. During those travels, we slowly revealed the quirky and fun sides of each other. In him, I found the best travel buddy! :) 

Sipping his durian frappe in a non-beachy outfit under the sun at Samal Island, Davao City. 

Who goes to Davao without devouring durian, huh? Good thing we both love durian!! 

A month later, we fled to Manila to work on some of his papers at DFA main office while I also took a leave from my work to be with him. During one mundane afternoon, he suddenly thought of going to Baguio, telling me that he's been living in Manila most of his life but never had a chance to go the Summer Capital of the Philippines. As wanderlusts that we both are, we took the bus and off we go relying only on the internet for directions.

Overlooking the City of Pines at the terrace of SM Baguio.

The first name of the hotel that appeared on the search engine was Casa Vallejo which is located at the Upper Session Road. We checked in without thinking twice and off we walked down to main Session Road until we reached Burnham Park. I'm the kind of traveler who keeps an itinerary either in writing or in mind, while hubby goes for absolute spontaneity. We walked around wherever our feet brought us. 

Burnham River at night. 

Night market. 

We woke up to this chilly environment. I felt like I was in a non-tropical country. 

Waiting for our breakfast at Hill Station.

Energizing ourselves in preparation for a loooong day ahead.

Typical Baguio sights.

Our first stop was the Strawberry Farm at La Trinidad, Benguet. We were both excited to hand-pick strawberries that we did it like it was not our first time. Haha! 

From there, we went straight to Camp John Hays for lunch and did some window shopping. 

Since it was his first time in Baguio, it's a must for him to see Mine's view Park. 

Another must-have is a photo with the Igorot natives at Baguio Botanical Garden. Look at the oldies so cute with their peace-out hand sign!! :) 

Per Ate Diane's suggestion, we visited Tam-awan Village which reflects the culture of the different northern tribes. We had a lot of fun taking each other's photos. Haha! 

A typical Kalinga hut.

From the native Tam-awan Village, we drove to another mountain called Tuba in Benguet to visit BenCab Museum which houses modern sculptures and paintings. 

Our eyes feasted to these beautiful works of art contemplating on how they were made and the emotions of the artists who did them. 

"WAG MO DAMDAMIN ANG MGA BAGAY DAHIL ANG MGA BAGAY WALANG DAMDAMIN". 

Terracota.

I'm sorry I have a bad camera. :( 

At the basement of BenCab is a cozy restaurant called Cafe Sabel....

...which opens to this magnificent view! The most romantic place EVER.

What we loved about Cafe Sabel is that their food were purely 100% organic. They're preparing their herbs from a nearby garden that they maintain. We had minty pineapple frappe and mouth-watering basil pesto pasta which were both absolutely delicious! :)

From BenCab, we hurried to the bus station and went back to Manila. It was just a quick but worthwhile trip. We visited most of the must-see places in a day and a night. Greeaaaat!!! Looking forward to a lot more travel sprees with you, Jab! :) Inshaa Allah. 

Alhamdulillah for all the blessings that God has given me. I am truly grateful beyond words. Ya Allah, thank you for my family, my friends, my work, the travel opportunity with my husband, and thank you for bringing Jabar in my life. Please shower us with more of Your blessings as we walk Your earth worshipping You alone. With him, there's nothing I can ask for (handsome and intelligent children na lang. haha!). 

As of speaking time, he's now back in Abuja immersing with his work while I also do the same to shun missing his presence. I can only pray for God to give us strength to stand the distance and courage to face our future together. In God's perfect time, we will be together again. :) For now, BBM and Facebook na lang muna kami. Hehe.