My Gabriel turns three!!!

I wake up to pee and find something pinkish in my underwear. I go back to sit on our bed, I close my eyes and say a short prayer of abandonment. This is it. I'm giving birth. I wake hubby up who in an instant gets up and panick a little bit. I am calm though nervous with anticipation.

At the clinic, the contraction becomes more and more intense but still gives me time to breathe, smile and joke around. Until I am brought to delivery room. Forty-five minutes later, Gabriel comes out and cries his first, announcing the great joy that he brings along. It is a miracle. He is a miracle...


Today, my son turns three!!! Like I always do, I wear the very dress I wore when I had him. I bring out the home pregnancy kit that we used when we found out we're pregnant. (and show it to Abe who, in turn asks me curious questions about it) I bring my son with me to work just to make sure I spend the whole 24 hours with him, savoring the joy of being a mother and thanking God for making me deserving to be one. Just how I wish hubby was around to share this day with us.



















5:30 am, November 30, 2004. We're pregnant!!

In between contractions...
Because of hubby I was brave more than I had ever thought...




















Mother and son in action...



Tonight, as I put him to sleep, his prayer was a song that hushed all the stress of my busy life away. "Papa Jesus tenk yu gid kay gin gaan mo ko laptop (Nanay Dit's bday gift, a toy laptop), gin gaan mo kami higligdaan, tenk yu gid kay may nanay ko kag tatay, kag yaya.Tenk yu kay may kamot kami kg tiil kag may head. Tenk yu gid kay gin gaan mo kami food kag milk. Ay lab yu Papa Jesus.Happy birtday to me." (Papa Jesus, thank you so much for giving me laptop, you gave us bed to sleep on, thank you so much for giving me Mom and Dad and nanny. thank you because we have hands and feet and head.Thank you so much for giving us food and milk. I love you Papa Jesus. Happy birthday to me.)



Three years of being a parent. I'm praying for many more years to be blessed by it.


PS: We celebrated Abe's birthday last weekend to give his tatay a chance to be there, whose work schedule allow him to be home every other day. I share Abe's birthday photos only to friends in my multiply and friendster account.