Thursday, May 31, 2012

Manners Matters

I know I am not a neat freak, but I know its rude to cut nails in public places. Whenever I hear the clipping sounds of a nail cutter, I really look for the person responsible for the disgust on my face. And I've encountered this several times-- in a jeep, inside the MRT, and most shockingly of all, in a restaurant. Can you just imagine, nails flying over the places, jumping to your lap, or worst, the food that you ordered? I remember the one time I experienced it at Wendy's. Mind you, it was one of their staff who was on a break that's been clipping nails.

Sure, sure you were busy all day you forgot to clip your nails, but that's not enough reason. I am a busy person myself and I juggle work and motherhood all day everyday, but I don't cut my nails in public places. If I forget to go have my mani-pedi on weekends, I cut my nails in the bathroom while sitting in my white throne. So, please don't hide your manners. Flaunt it. It's something to be proud of.

Sunday, May 20, 2012

kissed for a reason

"Mommy", Lucas whispered.

He kissed my lips. "Mommy"..

I peeked over my phone, it was only 5:30 am.. An hour earlier before my usual wake up time...

Lucas kissed me on my lips and whispered, for the third time, "Mommy"..

So i asked, still with my eyes closed "Yes, baby?" and he said "Mommy, milk."

This is the first time he woke me for milk... and in a manner which seemed like he doesn't really wanna disturb me in my sleep (how thoughtful). Well i prefer this more than being awakened with cries/wails of hunger (HUWAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA), although he really isn't the type. Very fortunate of me. =)

Saturday, May 19, 2012

over a cup of coffee and choco sandwich

So, here i am... waiting for another 2 and a half working hours to end. And it feels like a year to get there. Working on saturdays is, needless to say, a bummer. But here's a confession. I started dreading coming to the office on sats since i had Lucas. I have been working on sats, whole day, for 5 years, prior to giving birth, without any complaints. And now, i really am complaining! Because I feel, a day with him is not enough. I want to spend more time with him. I want to be with him often. See him grow. Witness his every milestone. I usually say, working is where i belong. But that was before. And when Lucas came, everything changed. He became my priority. My passion. My reason for living. And every turn of the clock feels like a lifetime. Sigh. I would love to, but I just can't quit my job. Not yet. Someday, I hope... 

..Two and a quarter of an hour more.... =( 

Wednesday, May 16, 2012

thought for the day

"Sometimes you have to walk away to prove you are worth more"
I can relate. I had experienced this a few weeks ago. I nearly left the company i am working for because i thought i am being taken for granted. That was until my boss and I had a little chat. So I stayed. =)

BUT, be 101% sure that when you plan to walk away, you're ready in case your boss decided you're worthless and just a waste of paycheck at all. =(