Last January 11, 2012 marked our first wedding anniversary so we have decided to go to Rome. Not just because the hubby wants to see Rome, but also because as Catholics we think it would be nice to go there to celebrate & thank the Lord for the blessings he’s given us.

We booked our flight really early so we got a pretty good deal on our flight. We also managed to find an apartment (Residenza Sansoni) very near the Vatican, like 15 minutes walk from it.

So, let me show you some of the family’s photo in Rome.

It was a good short mini-break. I think everybody had fun. But for me, the highlight of it was being able to read the anniversary card given by the husband on top of the Dome of St. Peter’s Basilica, that to me is just priceless!

An anniversary is a time to celebrate the joys of today, the memories of yesterday, and the hopes of tomorrow.




8:00AM: “Mom, I’m going”… that’s my eldest son RB, letting me know he’s leaving for school. That also means I have to get up and get Kim, my youngest son ready for school. Which means putting his socks on, while he’s still in bed, then he’ll get up, walking towards the other bedroom where he’ll lie down for a minute or two, then put his trousers, then jumper on, then go downstairs to have his breakfast. And now while he gets his breakfast I get myself ready— ready, as in putting my jeans over my pyjama bottoms, quick wash and even before I even put my lipstick on, there he is, screaming on the top of his voice, “Mom, I don’t want to be late, AGAIN!”. So that’s it, I have to rush going down the stairs put my trainers on, then leave.

8:50AM: Then just as we reach the school ground, the bell will ring. But no, it’s not time to leave yet, I have to wait ’til Kim goes inside the school, go upstairs, where he’ll pass near a window near his classroom where he can see me, then he’ll do his ‘sheepish’ wave, then I’ll wave back and then it’s time to leave.

9:00AM: Back at home, already. Wondering why so quick? It’s because we live across the road from school, literally. Again wondering why I still take my Kim to school? I’m sure he can manage by himself but still, he’s only 9, still a baby right?

Now, kids both in school, hubby at work, you’ll think I have plenty of time for myself,,, you’re kidding right? Because this is the time when I do the laundry, hang the clothes, do the cooking, ironing, do some house tidying & if I still have time, go to shop to buy bread, milk & other stuff that we usually ran out of. And before you knew it…


03:10 PM: That’s Kim, home already. I know, I know, I take him to school but he goes home by himself. Let’s just say he’s a baby in the morning but ‘grown-up’ in the afternoon.

04:10 PM: RB goes home from high school. He quickly gets changed, does his homework before he goes downstairs.

05:30 PM: The three of us will now seat and eat our late, or very late lunch or early dinner. And if RB is not tired, he’ll wash the dishes, but if he is, mommy never gets tired so she’ll just wash the dishes, again!

07:00 PM: By this time, I’ve done the dishes, tidied the kitchen and finally my time to have a bath.

If you think by having a bath I get peace, I don’t. Because most of the time Kim would knock as he needed to pee. (We have three bathrooms, but he misses me so much that he couldn’t bear me out of this sight).

08:30 PM: The hubby arrives home from work. Goes straight to the shower- he works in the hospital so those germs have to be killed first you know.

09:00 PM: Dinner time, then again,the highlight of my evening… Washing the dishes!

10:00 PM: Everybody gets ready for bed, then we do our little prayer, then hit the sack.

This is my usual routine when I’m off, (oh yes, I forgot to mention that I work full-time in the same hospital where the other half works). And though it seems busy and tiring I’m glad that I am able to do these things for my kids & for my husband. And when the hubby is off, he pretty much does the same, maybe more (I don’t clean the toilets you see). It is tiring, but then again I’m just saying, not complaining.

The phrase “working mother” is redundant.




   The title may come in different languages, but it all means one thing, how grateful I am for all the people who made me realized my dream. A long dream wich was put on hold  for quite some time. Eight years, to be precise.

Aside from my sisters & parents, I again would like to say THANKS to all these people, who have witnessed & helped us all the way until we finally have reached the altar.


A friend since high school, who with her great  ‘connections’ I was  able to take the very FIRST step in realizing our dream. Without her, I am probably still stuck to the past, struggling to move forward. So a BIG thank you to you!


I mean, how can I not thank Cristina?  The moment our high school teacher decided we have to be seatmates, we automatically clicked. We get on like house on fire, from classmates, we became seatmates, then friends, to best friends, to being kumares and even bought a house near each other in the Philippines. Heavily pregnant with her third child, she single handedly looked through every shop in Dubai, to find the perfect dress for me. And guess what?, she found it. Perfect dress that fits perfectly. (And that’s without her asking my size, that’s how good she is^^)  Matalik na kaibigan. Karugtong ng Bituka, kaya mahal ko ‘tong si Cristina.


Tess used to be my boss during my Chowking days, I used to be very scared of her, as she’s kinda strict, but eventually we became friends, and as I would always tease her, she’s my ‘kasabwat’  (but those bad girl days are so gone now! lol) She has guide me, and made me career-wise and has helped me a lot, including financially. She is married to an equally nice person, Gerry, the very talented, who took are PRE-NUP pictures for FREE.  No fees, nothing. I am just lucky to have known this lovely couple.


The owner of one many Chowkings I was once a store manger, my franchisee, who is now our ninong. I have the greatest respect to this man, who is not just a boss, but a leader. He guides his people, and always let them grow, personally and professionally. Before  I wonder why he is so successful? Until I realized after working with him and for him that he is where he is now because of his perseverance and also because he looks after his people so well. I look up to him not just as a boss but because he is a great person. Wondering what’s with the no-face picture? Let’s just say he is a bit  ‘private’ but if you’re reading this, you probably know him and that he’s way more good looking than the faceless guy above.


I have never imagined that I will meet a lot of good people and make new friends through facebook. Oching and I went to the same school, have a lot of common friends, but never really given the chance to be friends. After leaving home and flying 7,000 miles, here we are, sharing gigles and secrets- thanks to facebook, as through it I was able to know how genuine & funny Oching is.

Now here, this lady who I address as Ma’am, as  I appointed myself as the Sgt At Arms of her ever  growing fans club^^, never in a million years I would have thought that we’ll became friends, I only used to know her by name, and that’s because she’s famous for her hosting skills, not to mention her dancing & singing (ehem!) abilities. And then a year  ago, there she was hosting in my very own wedding, I could never ask for more. Thanks Uddie! I mean ma’am!

          MY COUSINS

I am just lucky to have cousins as good as this lot. We used to do countless sleep overs when we were young, woke up in the early hours of the morning to do our ‘jogging’. And yes, I miss those times, but I will forever have that good old memories in my heart. I am just glad to be part of this family.


A classmate in elementary, schoolmate until high school, I still am surprised up to this day how we became friends, as there is a Filipino saying, “langit s’ya at lupa ako”, she’s just too posh to be my friend I would always say. But you know what? Last year, she was one of the people who helped organized our wedding. I arrived, and there she was, handing me the bouquet I have to carry, and at the end of the ceremony, everyone came home with tiny souvenirs, she has made. Now, without hesitation I call her amiga-my strong, determined and not to mention very creative amiga.


From Alaska, she went home to the Philippines and went to St. Mary’s Academy as a third year HS student. I met her there and we became friends, although her stay didn’t last very long as she and her family went back to the US we always somehow managed  keep in touch.  And after more than 10 years of not seeing each other, I  send her a message on facebook and told her I was getting married (again),,, and  there  she was, the friend I’ve been missing for so long , smiling and waving at me as I walk down the aisle. I would always remember that day not just as our wedding day but also the day I was reunited with my dear friend.


Mamang and Papang as I call them now, I thank my in-laws for accepting and loving me and my two children . I mean, come on, it’s not easy to swallow that your first-born child, fell in love with a separated mother-of-two. But with them, I wasn’t judged or questioned, instead they just welcomed me (and my plus 2), to be a part of their family. They even accompany their son to our humble place in Bulacan to meet my parents, which really means a lot to me. I admire them for raising a very good person, who thank God is now my husband.


The greatest memento from my first marriage. The reason why I get up in the morning everyday . The reason why I strive hard.  The reason why I smile.  I couldn’t imagine life without them and I would never trade them for anything else. I am thankful as I am blessed with these 2 beautiful boys. Thankful to them that they woke up every single morning with a smile. Yes, no bad morning for them. I love them and would bite the bullet for them.


Google her name. Yup! that’s who she is & that’s what she does.  But to me, she’s our Nang-ni, and it’s indeed a blessing to be part of her ‘circle’.  I could never thank her enough, for all the things she has done for me., and all the advises she have given me. Not to mention the gown I wore for the pictorial & the actual wedding dress itself was made by the famous Ms. Lyle. She’s probably the most busy/stressed person on my wedding day. How it all started?   I added her as a friend on facebook and everything just happens very quickly- we now regularly exchange messages & laugh at each other’s ‘kagagahan’. I look up to her as she’s a wonderful person and every prayer I made, I thank God for bringing Nang-ni into my life. Oh, and of course, I love her to bits.


There are  one million and one reasons why I have to thank  B  (as I call him).  You patiently waited for me for a very long time, when you could have taken the easy way (like marrying someone single), but instead you stick with me through all those times. The path we’ve travelled together  isn’t easy, we’ve been through very hard times, but the thing is you never gave up on me, on  us. Your faith on ‘US’ lead us to where we are today- a married couple.

I thank you B, for genuinely loving me and my children. They might not be yours biologically, but you’ve done so much for them- and because of that I take my hat off to you.

I thank you B, for not making me cry (ever), for the long 9 years of no fighting (yup, not once). And for not failing to surprise me with your brilliant  ideas.

I thank you B for bringing me closer to God and As I lay next to you every night, I pray to Him to please look after you as I could never imagine a day without  you. That, today is my greatest fear.

One Year Down, Forever to go!