Being a stay-at-home mom is devotion.  What can you say about that, all stay-at-home moms?  You make that decision to become a SAHM not primarily for yourself, but for the entire family.  That is, unless you were the type of woman who has never thought of doing something else, like work outside, be employed; meet all kinds of people in world of business and technology.  Well, this is just my opinion.  I’ve been working for so many years that it seemed to me that every woman around me considered being a “working woman” as a status symbol in life.  Everyone you come across, be it an old friend, an old classmate, an old officemate, would ask you the same question, “hey, where are you working right now?”  And when you give them that “SAHM” reply, they give you that “ooooooh….so you’re just sitting around” look.      

When I decided to be an SAHM, I never realized it wasn’t going to be easy.  I thought, since I had been trained at office work, that I was already good at organizing and scheduling things.    I expected to consistently be able to accomplish every single chore in a matter of hours every single day.  But I was wrong!  Being a full time mom is a 24/7 job!  And even if you thought you had accomplished everything, something would still come up after.  As long as the kids are up, mommy’s job goes on and on! 

But the thing about it is that I’ve fallen in love with being an SAHM.  There’s no better feeling for a mother than to be wanted and needed by her children.   Well, to a certain extent, of course.  And,  while they’re still kids.  (I don’t think I’d like my kids to be too needy for the rest of their lives!)  Now that my former house help has come back to work for us, doing house chores has been a lot easier to accomplish, in less time too.  I finally have time for everything, the kids, the love of my life, our business, and most important of all, myself.    To all you stay at home moms, please don’t try to do everything.  Do as much as you can, but spare time for yourself.  We don’t want to be superwoman.  We just want to give all the love to our family, but we need to love ourselves too.  Remember that before we can really love anyone else, we have to love ourselves first!

Here’s a little song by Barry Manilow that I’d like to dedicate to all SAHM’s in the world!

We just attended a Baptismal Ceremony this morning. My brother Adrian requested Baby to become a godfather to his child (here, we call this “Ninong”), and so we had to be present during the ceremony, and that was at 11am at St. Benedict Church here at Don Antonio Heights.

Last night, I called my mom at The Wave Ballroom to ask her what time the ceremony would be as I wasn’t able to speak to Adrian all week long after he came by our unit to tell Baby that he(Baby) was to become a Ninong. Mom said it was probably going to be at 7am. Wow 7am! I couldn’t imagine how on earth we were going to get up this early on a Sunday morning!

Anyway, last night, Baby was so engrossed with working on the logo of his client while I was so busy browsing on posts at Mylot. Little did we both realize that it was already 4am and we hadn’t had a wink of sleep! So we decided to call it a day, and hoped that we both could still get at least a couple of hours sleep before preparing for the Baptismal Ceremony.

At 6am, the phone rang. It was Dang, Adrian’s wife calling, askng if Rachel, my other sister-in-law, was around as she had not come home from last night’s work at The Wave. Half asleep, I told her I didn’t hear anyone come in, and they probably had to work overtime as it was the grand opening of The Wave’s (extension) Bar last night. When I realized it was Dang I was speaking to, it suddenly occurred to me that I needed to ask what time the Baptismal Ceremony of her baby was going to be held. When she said 11AM, I was so relieved! I jumped back to bed right away. Baby woke up and asked if it was time to get up yet. I said “nope”, and boy, was he so glad to find out he had a few more hours to sleep and went back to bed.

The Baptismal Ceremony was quick, Adrian and Dang were both so glad to see us come. Baby was in a serious mood. It was the first time he’s ever participated in such a ceremony. He was listening intently to the priest and observing the people around. It was a mass Baptismal Ceremony, so there were other babies to be baptized, too. He was wondering why there were a lot of people at the church and asked me how many Ninongs and Ninangs could a baby have. So when I said “They could have 20, if the parents wanted 20 Ninongs and Ninangs”, he thought all the others were his co-Ninongs and Ninangs too! Oh, I told him yes, they were Ninongs and Ninangs, but not of Adrian’s baby…LOL! After the ceremony, we had lunch at Adrian’s place, and finally went home.

Here are a few shots I was able to take at the church this morning…Baby is so proud of himself, being a Ninong for the very first time!

My Brother Adrian, Baby Lindsay Cassandra & My Baby

Keep an eye on that candle, Baby!

Group Pic

My sis-in-law Dang and Baby Lindsay Cassandra

Baby carries the new baby!

On my quiet, leisure time, I sit and browse on the internet and find zillions of interesting things to talk and write about.  One of my most frequented sites is Mylot.  I’ve been on it for several months now, and I have always enjoyed every moment I spend on this site. 

This is one of the most recent and most favorite discussions I started, but unfortunately, it was deleted.  (just double-click on the image if you want to read it)

So sad..

Writing is my first love.  That site is where I hang out a lot. 

Anyway, to all my co-mylotters who contributed their thoughts in this discussion, I extend my apologies for the tragic disposal of this particular discussion.