WANTED YAYA: APPLY AT Y OUR OWN RISK.

The kids are still yet to find a yaya before Kuya leaves for Papua. 3 have already applied.

1st yaya: Bata pa, malikut ang kamay.
2nd yaya: After a day of training, "pinapauwi na po ako ng asawa ko".
3rd yaya: After just looking at them (while they were sleeping!), "Hindi ko po kaya!"

Go figure. Iba talaga aura ng mga batang to. Hahaha!!!

Imagine an ad with these pictures:

^I'm guessing Hunter did this to Yaya #2.^

Would you apply? LOL.

finally back

Hi kids! Miss me? lol. Got a new pc and internet connection weeks ago. Probably over a month. I just didn't feel like blogging just yet. So what's new? Mum's back in Papua. I'm living alone. It sucks. But hey, doesn't take much getting used to. Whoever aspired to live alone must be out of their mind. I'll be going back to Papua New Guinea this August with Ate Leslie and the twins. 3 months stay. Yey! So excited. But kinda sad coz I'll miss Ron. Wish he could go visit his family in Texas too. Sniff. Sniff.

The twins are getting bigger. And heavier. More laughs and fun time with them. Picture taking and video shoots are always a ball of laughter. lol. Amazing how fast they grow. Holiday's eyes are always on bright. Wide open. Like he doesn't wanna miss a thing. Hunter on the other hand is Mr. Funny Boy. I'm sure you'll agree with me when I show you the pics.

Here:

And here's Holiday, Mr. Prettyboy:


But he can be funny too:


Seen the future Huggies commercial models?


I know. I know. ADORABLE!

A New Beginning

Mum and I just started moving in to my new place. Much smaller. Perfect for me. Cozy enough. New start. Clean start. Clean apartment kasi. Hahaha! Here's a preview. We haven't fixed it up yet.

You know what this means....house warming. Inuman na! Wahahaha!!!!

The Meantime Girl

At one point or another, us girls have been this. It's sad. But worth posting so guys know when to stop being a-holes. And so girls know when they're this. This was written anonymously. Read if off of Mae's multiply blog.

What's a Meantime Girl?

She's the one you call when you're bored because she makes you laugh. She's the one you talk to when you're feeling down because she's willing to lend an ear and be a friend. She's not the one you call when you need a date to your company's Christmas party, or to go dancing with on a Saturday night. She's the one you spend time with between girlfriends, before you find "The One". You know, the one who you keep around in the meantime.

She's not one of the guys, not a tomboy, but you don't look at her as a "real" woman, either. She's not bitchy enough, moody enough, or sexy enough to be seen in that light. She's too laid-back, too easily amused by the same things your male buddies are amused by. She's too understanding, too comfortable - she doesn't make you feel nervous or excited the way a "real" woman does. But she's cool, and nice, and funny, and attractive enough that when you're lonely or horny and need intimate female companionship, she'll do just fine. You don't have to wine and dine her because she knows the real you already, and you don't have any facades to keep up, no pretenses to preserve. You're not trying to get anything of substance out of her. She's not easy, but you know that she cares about you and is attracted to you, and that she'll give you the intimacy you need. And you know you don't have to explain yourself or the situation, that she'll be able to cope with the fact that this isn't the beginning of a relationship or that there's any possibility that you have any real romantic feelings for her. It won't bother her that you'll get up in the morning, put on your pants, say goodbye, and go on a date with the woman you've been mooning over for weeks who finally agreed to go out with you. She'll settle for a goodbye hug and a promise to call her and tell her how the date went. She's just so cool . . . why can't all women be like that?!

But deep down, if you really think about it (which you probably don't because to you, the situation between the two of you isn't important enough to merit any real thought), you know that it's really not fair. You know that although she would never say it, it hurts her to know that despite all her good points and all the fun you two have, you don't think she's good enough to spend any real time with. Sure, it's mostly her fault, because she doesn't have to give in to your needs - she could play the hard-to-get bitch like the rest of them do, if she really wanted to. But you and she both know that she probably couldn't pull it off. Maybe she's too short, or a little overweight, or has a big birthmark on her forehead, or works at Taco Bell. Whatever the reason, somehow life has given her a lot of really great qualities but has left out the ones that men want (or think they want) in a woman. So she remains forever the funny friend, the steadfast companion, the secret lover, and you go on searching for your goddess who will somehow be everything you ever wanted in a woman.

You'll joke to her that she should be the best man at your wedding, and she'll laugh and make a joke about a smelly rental tux.

She doesn't captivate you with her beauty, or open doors with her smile. Mainly she blends in with the crowd. She's safe. She doesn't want to be the center of attention and turn the heads of everyone in the room. But she wants to turn someone's head. She wants to be special to someone, too. We all do.

She has feelings. She has a heart. In fact, she probably has a bigger and better heart than any woman you've ever known because she's had a front-row seat to The Mess That Is Your Life, and she likes you anyway. She obviously sees something worthwhile and redeeming in you because although you've given her nothing, absolutely no reason to still be around, she is.

Anyway, yeah. I'm a Meantime Girl. Been one more times than I care to admit. I don't know the reason, really, and at this point I don't even care. I just want to let every guy know who's ever had the good fortune to have a Meantime Girl that we may be a lot of fun, but we cry, too. A lot. And someday we won't be around.

Quiz Beeeeeeee

Ganyan pag bored.

Your Personality Is

Guardian (SJ) You are sensible, down to earth, and goal oriented. Bottom line, you are good at playing by the rules. You tend to be dominant - and you are a natural leader. You are interested in rules and order. Morals are important to you. A hard worker, you give your all at whatever you do. You're very serious, and people often tell you to lighten up. In love, you tend to take things carefully and slowly. At work, you are suited to almost any career - but you excel in leadership positions. With others, you tend to be polite and formal. As far as looks go, you are traditionally attractive. You take good care of yourself. On weekends, you tend to like to do organized activities. In fact, you often organize them!

The Three Question Personality Test

You Are a Lime Margarita

Realistic and grounded, you have the energy to tackle any obstacle that stands in your way. Hyper and driven, you despise lazy behavior of all kinds... especially lazy drunks too tired to dance!

What Flavor Margarita Are You?

You Are More Yang

Masculine Creative Angry Spring Summer Morning Sun Space Active Wood Chocolate

Are You More Yin or Yang?

You Are 40% Boyish and 60% Girlish

You are pretty evenly split down the middle - a total eunuch. Okay, kidding about the eunuch part. But you do get along with both sexes. You reject traditional gender roles. However, you don't actively fight them. You're just you. You don't try to be what people expect you to be.

How Boyish or Girlish Are You?

You Are a Coy Flirt

You may not seem like you're flirting, but you know exactly what you're doing. You draw people in, very calculatingly, without them even knowing. Subtle and understated, you know how to best leverage your sex appeal. A sexy enigma, you easily become an object of obsession.

What Kind of Flirt Are You?

Your Seduction Style: Fantasy Lover

You know that ideal love that each of us dreams of from childhood? That's you! Not because you posess all of the ideal characteristics, but because you are a savvy shape shifter. You have the uncanny ability to detect someone's particular fantasy... and make it you. You inspire each person to be an idealist and passionate, and you make each moment memorable Even a simple coffee date with you can be the most romantic moment of someone's life By giving your date exactly what he or she desires, you quickly become the ideal lover. Your abilities to make dreams come true is so strong, that you are often the love of many people's lives. Your ex's (and even people you have simply met or been friends with) long to be yours. No doubt you are the one others have dreamed of... your biggest challenge is finding *your* dream lover.

What Kind of Seducer Are You?

Your Hawaiian Name is:

Kane Haimi

What's your Hawaiian Name?

You Are an Orange Flower

An orange flower tends to represent boldness, energy, and warmth. At times, you are courageous, like a poplar tree. And at other times, you are hopeful, like an orange iris. And more than you wish, you bond too quickly to people, like a honeysuckle.

What Color Flower Are You?

Left Behind

Living alone. Never thought I'd dread it. But I do now.

17 days and counting...
'til we move out of our condo unit; 'til Joey and Flor start living in Las Pinas; 'til Mum & I start staying in Bulacan; 'til I start missing my brothers, SILs and nephews even more.

When Mum leaves...when Kuya leaves...when Ate Leslie leaves with the twins...all to Papua New Guinea...could things get any more gloomy? Joey in Las Pinas. I'll hardly see him. I'll be hitting rock bottom soon. Just don't show it, Yoshie. Don't.

It's hard. Especially with Ron away on his Europe trip. But I'm lucky I have friends who happen to be online and are willing to listen. Or just simply help me forget things for a while. Andie, RJ, Rye, Tey. Love you guys. Mmmwah!

I love watching Holiday sleep. Not a care in the world. The kind of sleep I miss. His brother can be waking the peace in the house and he'll still be sound asleep in his sound-proof bubble.

Hunter. Aah Hunter. He hates it when we change his diaper. Gets really angry. And when we're done, he calms down all of a sudden. But oh, he enjoyed his first bath at home more than Holiday did. But he's the funny one. Making weird faces. Very mischievous.

anong problema mo tsong?

The twins, after their first bath at home. Looking whiter, fresher, and more camera conscious for their tita.

The twins were finally released from the hospital this afternoon. 1 day earlier than expected. These kids are so full of surprises. Mum was so excited to hold her first grand kids. She was kinda rusty though. lol. Hey, it's been almost 27 years since the last time she did it. Man am I old. Hahaha!

Kids were hungry tonight. Screaming from the top of their lungs. Hunter has a habit of crying whenever you put him down. That's only when he's hungry though. I think. Holiday on the other hand is a dream. He's seems to be the quiet one.

Leaving them was so hard. Couldn't get enough of watching them finally sleeping soundly on full tiny stomachs. Be back tomorrow.

Sleeping Holiday

Hunter's ala Matrix/Kung-Fu Pose

Green Tomato

I came across these pics that Russ took when she, Abba and I met up at Shang a couple weeks back. Though I was late, and left early, we still had a great time. I ordered...umm...lemme refresh my memory...garlic shrimp pasta i think. It was so good. Abba ordered resotto with mushrooms & fried pork chops ata yun. Yun talaga sarap. Most tender fried pork i've ever tasted.

behold!

Can't wait to take Ron to Green Tomato. Delish!

Reunited

Thursday, February 22, 2007

Once again, after days apart, we see the twins side by side. Yesterday Hunter was hooked to a monitor in the nursery so the nurses couldn't move him to the window. Today, we were ecstatic to see them together.

The proud parents with their babies

Our cousins Henyo, Noel, Ronnie and Rap came over to visit the twins too. We heard from them the same reactions of other people: "ang gagwapo!" "tangos ng ilong!". :)

Lolo & Lolly

Here's a closer look at Hunter:

ain't he a cutie too? :)

These kiddos love smiling for their auntie:

^Holiday^

^Hunter^

I LOVE THEM TO BITS!!!!!! I DO! I DO! I DO!

Hunter's Ok!!!!

Wednesday, February 21, 2007

We picked up Mum from the airport before lunch. Later in the afternoon we received news that Hunter was finally out of the ICU and was now in the nursery along side with his brother. My little trooper was probably waiting for his lolly to come home. Hunter has stronger features. More brusco than Holiday. Holiday's more of a pretty boy. lol. My nephews are definitely head turners. Even people viewing other babies can't help but notice them. Teehee!

Ate was released from the hospital yesterday. But the twins will be staying longer. According to Kuya, they're getting better. Holiday no longer has an IV. So his blood glucose is normal. Hunter is still in the ICU but he was able to feed yesterday too. He still has a nasal canula (a tube placed at the baby's nostrils that allows oxygen to flow to the baby, without the pressure of a CPAP) but he's getting stronger. I wasn't able to visit my superstars yesterday. Miss them so much.

Today, things are looking much brighter. Hunter no longer has a nasal tube and he's developing an appetite just like Holiday according to Ate. He's still in the incubator with an IV but other than that, he's doing really well. His legs are usually in frog position and he's strong enough to lift his butt up. That's my trooper. As for Holiday, he had his first taste of his mum's milk. :)

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Mum was supposed to arrive today. But her flight was delayed until tomorrow. Kainis. Excited pa man din ako. Oh well. She'll be here in the morning though. Her flight arrives at 10am. Early start to my day tomorrow. And I'm actually excited. :)

I woke up this morning to a deafening silence. I'm usually early on Sundays; excited to go to Church with Joey, Kuya and Ate Leslie and then enjoying a hearty breakfast after Mass. This time, I woke up a little after 12nn. I was up late chatting with some friends - Mum, Andie and Tey to name a few. Surfing the net and trying to blog. I wasn't successful with the latter. Been unable to publish my drafts coz I can't seem to get the words right. Hate it when that happens.

I went to the hospital at around 7pm to see how the twins and Ate are doing. Ate's well. Back to her usual bubbly self. Holiday is definitely looking better. Looks different again today. More color. Adorable. Gigil!

Holiday (Day 3)
my little mushroom

smile for tita sweetie

Sadly, Hunter is still in the ICU. I caught a glimpse of him though. Saw him kicking and throwing punches in the air. That's my little button. Getting stronger and stronger. How I ache to finally see him up close and next to his big brother. Kuya says they'll be staying in the nursery longer though. Sad that we won't be taking them home when Ate gets out. But...troopers those kids are. I just know it. They're our superstars.

It was hard being happy this evening though. Joey & Flor were extraordinarily quiet. And sad. It must only mean one thing, Flor's papa is not doing so well. It was hard seeing Flor so sad and trying to hold back the tears. I felt her pain and prayed hard that God make her strong. They headed back to Las Pinas to take her dad to the hospital. I pray and hope that things are ok.

As for me, I'm home alone again. So this is what it will feel like when Joey & Flor move to Las Pinas and I'll be on my own. Ikkhh. I do not like it. But, I don't have a choice. It's fine. Nothing I can't adjust to.

They're Here!!!!!!!!

Friday, February 16, 2007

12:52am

Finally, the moment has arrived. Earlier than we hoped, but still, the moment was well anticipated by all.

Upon hearing Joey say, "Let's go. She's in labor", my eyes light up and I jump for joy.
"I'm going to be an auntie!!!!!! Wooohooo!!!!!".

We rush to USTGH, praying that the twins are healthy despite being premature. We find Tito Ben, Tita Beck, Tita Glo & Tita Lai sitting on the couches outside the delivery room. Minutes later, we wait infront of the window of the nursery, peeking desperately through the blinds to catch a glimpse of the twins. Then, we hear a baby crying. "Is that ours? Is that ours?" Then a second baby starts crying. "That's ours! That's ours!". They cry angrily as if they'd rather stay in the womb. Excitement rushes up my spine. I feel blood rush to my head. Jumping once again, "They're here! They're here! Yahoo! They're here!".

Everybody, including Kuya, waits impatiently at the viewing area of the nursery. Only one emotion is felt when the nurses open the blinds: HAPPINESS
Welcome, my little super stars. Finally. :)

Boy Arellano I (Holiday): 4.5 lbs
Boy Arellano II (Hunter): 5.5 lbs

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Later that morning, Joey & I go back to the hospital to see how everyone's doing. Ate Leslie was on pain killers so she was asleep most of the time. High from the drugs. lol.

Viewing time for the babies at the nursery is 12nn-2pm and 6pm-8pm. Here are some pics of the twins. Seeing them for the second time.

^Meet Holiday

^Meet Hunter

^ Hunter (only from afar)

We never got the chance to see Hunter up close. By the end of the day, they moved him to the ICU. They said he was breathing a little faster than normal. So they wanted to observe more closely. Please get better my little button.

Holiday, on the other hand is a real charmer. During viewing time that evening, he had quite a number of fans. Such a cutie with that little hat of his. My little mushroom.

sleeping Holiday

tuwa ka little one?

first smile

wakie! wakie!

tawa pa