tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-272055992024-02-06T18:58:43.382-08:00Don't Quit -- Keep Counting the Blessing!!!This blog I write as a reflection of God's blessing in my life. If I feel blessed, I know you will too! Thus, I want to share the blessings with you even though my words definitely can't express how magnificent His handiwork is. Need an encouragement? Read on!!Yannyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13199695073409442457noreply@blogger.comBlogger361125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27205599.post-54450652119756510702014-07-27T01:05:00.001-07:002014-07-27T02:16:05.407-07:00JOVELIO<div>
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Click <a href="http://yannyblessing.blogspot.com/2014/07/jovelio-birth-story.html">here</a> for Jovelio's birth story.</div>
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Click <a href="http://yannyblessing.blogspot.com/2014/07/jovelio-meaning-of-name.html">here</a> for the meaning of Jovelio's name.</div>
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Click <a href="http://yannyblessing.blogspot.com/p/photos.html">here</a> for Photos.</div>Yannyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13199695073409442457noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27205599.post-44485025214171820152014-07-27T00:50:00.000-07:002014-07-30T17:36:21.803-07:00JOVELIO - BIRTH STORY<div style="text-align: center;">
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<i>"Every good gift and every perfect gift is from above, and comes down from the Father of lights." -- James 1:17a</i><br />
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People said that the second pregnancy is easier than the first one. Though there is no magic potion for that, I must agree that it was the case for us. Not only that the labor was so much faster, the recovery was so much more manageable, but also the breastfeeding has been so much easier. Thanks to big brother Ravelio for doing all the ground work so that Jovelio can reap the benefit. The only thing, though, my body does not bounce back as fast. Maybe that comes with age as well (<i>sighhhhhh</i>).</div>
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<b>4:00AM</b>: Uhh ohh, I think I ate one too many plate of Belacan String Beans. Gotta use the restroom!</div>
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<b>4:15AM</b>: So sleepy! Still nothing?!?! Fine, let's go back to bed!</div>
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<b>6:00AM</b>: Here you go, the Belacan String Beans again. Gotta go gotta go!</div>
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<b>6:05AM - 6:30AM</b>: Wait a minute ... is this putsy putsy? Hmm, yeah, I think it is. Let's ignore! IGNORE! IGNORE! IGNORE! Better yet, let's try to sleep on it a bit more ... just in case this is another long labor like the last time.<br />
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<b>7:00AM</b>: Ah, can't sleep! What to do? Let's poke Marcel ... [pokey pokey], "Pah, putsy putsy!"</div>
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<b>7:06AM</b>: Coach Marcel caught me in a 66-second contraction. Oh no, it's progressing so much faster now.<br />
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<b>7:19AM - 7:27AM</b>: Two 45-second contractions. Haha, just kidding! It may be another long labor. </div>
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<b>7:29AM</b>: Baby's jumping in the tummy. I need to use the restroom like RIGHT NOW! And then I heard a slight "pop" sound accompanied by two drips of water. Wipe it off and yayyy, the mucus plug is out!!!!</div>
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<b>7:33AM - 8:27AM</b>: Coach Marcel said that active labor is coming anytime soon. Since we are planning for another <a href="http://yannyblessing.blogspot.com/2012/04/ravelio-birth-story.html">natural birth</a>, he suggests that I run one load of laundry, take a shower and get ready ... just to kill time while laboring at home. During those time, my contractions were mild and only about 30 seconds each.</div>
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<b>8:33AM - 9:07AM</b>: I am having my regular sandwich and cucumber for breakfast. What normally took me 10 minutes to finish, this time around takes me half an hour to eat my breakfast. Thanks to the stronger and longer contractions (45 seconds to 3 minutes).<br />
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<b>9:10AM</b>: Coach Marcel suggests that I walk it off in order for the labor to progress. So off we go around the neighborhood.</div>
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<b>9:11AM - 9:31AM</b>: We made 3/4 round the block with 1-minute contraction in every 3 minute. Not bad considering I walk like an <strike>angry</strike> penguin. :-)</div>
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<b>9:32AM - 9:45AM</b>: I am having harder, longer (2 minute-ish) and multiple contractions at one time. Mannnn, the last few houses to home seems like FOREVER!</div>
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<b>10:03AM</b>: Finally HOME! I'm already in the transition stage. I need my exercise ball! I need my water! Mayday! Mayday! While Marcel is on the phone with the Birth Team at the Hospital, my mom feeds me the water in between contractions.<br />
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<b>10:06AM</b>: Time to go to the Hospital! Ravel plants a big kiss on my tummy and says, "See you, Dede (Little Brother)!" It is the most uncomfortable car ride EVER! I feel baby's feet pushing off my rib cage.<br />
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<b>10:35AM</b>: I finally make it out of the car in between contractions. But I can't move much. My contractions are too strong. I feel baby's head like literally in between my upper thighs.</div>
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<b>10:45AM</b>: I can only walk a few feet away from the garage. The L&D is on the 3rd floor. I tell Marcel I can't walk anymore and need a wheelchair because I'm afraid that I might give birth on the way up to the hospital.</div>
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Marcel bangs on the ER window and asks the nurse to bring in the wheelchair out for me. The nurse and Marcel quickly loads me onto the wheelchair and off they run up to the L&D. I can't sit down because of the baby's head. I use my hands to lift my body up the chair till we make it to the L&D.</div>
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<b>10:50AM</b>: We make it. The birth team puts me in the triage room only to find out that I'm fully dilated; and the baby is at +1 station. They tell me not to push yet because I need to be moved to the delivery room for that. They wheel me on the triage bed to the delivery room and onto the delivery bed.<br />
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<b>10:55AM</b>: Doctor is finally in and gives me a go to push. They bring in the mirror as I requested; and I see the baby's head already. But they don't have the time to install the squatting bar before I start pushing.</div>
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<b>11:00AM</b>: Our son Jovelio makes his way out. I catch his slippery body and lay him straight on my breast. Oh he smells so fresh! He looks at me with a tiny smile and starts crying for comfort. My heart melts and is fully overjoyed. God gives me this opportunity again to be a mom to another son. I am so grateful and humbled.</div>
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<b>11:10AM</b>: I feel like pushing again. Oh .. it's the placenta wahooo!!</div>
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<b>11:30AM</b>: Marcel and I are still talking and amazed by how much Jovel resembles the newborn Ravel. We walk the memory lane like the birth team is not even there to clean up.<br />
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<b>12:15PM</b>: The nurse does the newborn procedures on Jovel only to find out that his blood sugar is really low (33). This is because of my Gestational Diabetes. I asks the nurse to postpone bathing him so that his body temperature won't drop even more which can eventually lower his blood sugar too. I put him back on my breast skin-to-skin and breastfeed him for the next one hour.<br />
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<b>1:30PM</b>: The nurse comes to check on Jovel's blood sugar. Praise the Lord, it has increased to 44 (right at the border). She tells me that Jovel's blood sugar will need to be checked every 3 hour for the next 24 hours. My heart aches so bad for what he has to go through. Poor baby! He's tired from all the labor and still has to go through the pokes. But you gotta do what you gotta do to make sure that he is healthy.</div>
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<b>2:15PM</b>: We are moved to Mom & Baby room. I continue to put Jovel on my skin and breastfeed him as much as he wants it.</div>
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<b>4:30PM</b>: His blood sugar is tested again. GOOD NEWS! It's up to 59 (within the expected range).</div>
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<b>5:00PM</b>: Marcel goes home to pick up big brother Ravelio.</div>
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<b>7:30PM</b>: Another blood sugar test. Another 59!!! The nurse reports the result to the doctor. And the doctor clears him from further blood sugar tests as his numbers have stabilized. Oh Praise the Lord!</div>
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<b>8:00PM</b>: Ravel comes bringing Sophie and Mr. Blankie. I asks him, "Koq dibawa dua dua nya, Ko?" [<i>Why did you bring both of these?]</i></div>
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<i>Ravel</i>, "Soalnya satu buat Dede Jopel (while pointing at Jovelio). Satu lagi buat Dede yang di perut Mamah (while pointing at my still-big tummy)." [<i>One for Baby Jovel and the other one for the baby in your tummy, Mom</i>]<br />
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<b>11:00AM</b>: It is a nice short stay at the hospital. Now, our little family goes home to rest and bond in private. LOVE IT!</div>
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Jovel has been a great addition to our family. He teaches Ravel how to be a wonderful big brother. He brings joy to Marcel. He reminds me that God is my portion when I don't feel sufficient. He is a perfect gift from the Lord!</div>
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Whether the pregnancy brain or having a toddler around, I must admit looking for our second son's name was more challenging than the first one. With Ravelio, we found the name by the 20th week of the pregnancy. However, this time around, it was not till the 37th week. Phew!</div>
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Our initial train of thought was to build up on big brother's name <a href="http://yannyblessing.blogspot.com/2012/04/ravelio-meaning-of-name.html">Ravelio Lunardi</a> which means "light". We thought, "Hmm, after the 'light' then there is the 'ocean', then the 'sky', etc etc." You know, we were just being "over-prepared" in case God blesses us with more than two kids <i>(wink wink!!!)</i>. But then Marcel brought up a REALLY good point that if we were to continue on that path, it won't be funny to name our kids 'bird', 'fish', and other living creatures. So, the Creation Story we are NOT.</div>
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All joking aside, we decided to name our second son after something that goes together with his big brother's name. You know ... like Peanut Butter & Jelly, Batman & Robin, Yin & Yang, Salt & Pepper, Tom & Jerry, you got the idea! The idea is that when we think of Ravelio, we'll think of his little brother. They're inseparable!</div>
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<i>"<b>Arise, </b>shine<b>;</b></i><br />
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Since Ravelio is the light that shines, the little brother is the glory that rises.<br />
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<b>Jovelio</b> (read: <i>joe-ve-lee-yo</i>): from <i>yovel </i>that means "glory"<br />
<b>Alvari</b> (read: al<i>-vuh-ree</i>): from <i>alvah</i> that means "rising"<br />
<b>Prasetya</b>: from <i>setia </i>which means "loyal" or "faithful"<br />
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Our prayer is that Jovelio will be rooted in the word of God; and that he will continue to bring praise to God so that God's glory will rise up on his life and the life of his generation.Yannyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13199695073409442457noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27205599.post-82639532450393202362013-02-09T18:58:00.000-08:002014-06-20T21:30:32.014-07:00CONTINUE ON BY ROY LESSINMy dearest mentor mom Dee shared this with our mommy group. I hope to pass on the encouragement to all the wives/mommies out there through this poem as well.<br />
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<i><span style="color: #666666;">A woman once fretted over the usefulness of her life. She feared she was wasting her potential being a devoted wife and mother. She wondered if the time and energy she invested in her husband and children would make a difference. At times she got discouraged because so much of what she did seemed to go unnoticed and unappreciated. "Is it worth it?" she often wondered. "Is there something better than I could be doing with my time?"</span></i><br />
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<i><span style="color: #666666;">It was during these moments of questioning that she heard the still, small voice of her heavenly Father speak to her heart:</span></i><br />
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<i><span style="color: #666666;">"You are a wife and mother because that is what I have called you to be. Much of what you do is hidden from the public eye. But I notice. Most of what you give is done without remuneration. But I am your reward. Your husband cannot be the man I have called him to be without your support. Your influence upon him is greater than you think and more powerful than you will ever know. I bless him through your service and honor him through your love. Your children are precious to Me -- even more precious than they are to you. I have entrusted them to your care to raise for Me."</span></i><br />
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Yannyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13199695073409442457noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27205599.post-7128471659536020112012-12-24T18:20:00.001-08:002012-12-24T18:21:15.599-08:00MERRY CHRISTMAS 2012 AND HAPPY NEW YEAR 2013From our house to yours.<br />
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Yannyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13199695073409442457noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27205599.post-14980380059954196952012-11-21T23:39:00.002-08:002012-11-21T23:39:53.006-08:00DAY 21 #21DAYSGRATITUDELast day of the challenge already? Wow, time flies.<br />
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Today, we are grateful for the <b><i>positive attitude of Papahroo's mom</i></b>. Babyroo was even serenaded by her beautiful harmonica playing during the hangout earlier. She is such a blessing!<br />
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We are also grateful for our <b><i>Small Group couples</i></b>. This is our third Thanksgiving together. And it has been our tradition to celebrate Thanksgiving together. To have them around is like having a reliable support system, family nearby, and accountability partners. Thick and thin are better shared after all!<br />
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Happy Thanksgiving, Everyone!!! Hope you get to celebrate Thanksgiving with your loved ones. Don't forget to count your blessing. Thank you for joining our family in this challenge.<br />
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Read <a href="http://yannyblessing.blogspot.com/2012/11/day-20-21daysgratitude.html">Day 20</a>Yannyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13199695073409442457noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27205599.post-5359971738511412632012-11-20T21:58:00.001-08:002012-11-20T21:58:21.680-08:00DAY 20 #21DAYSGRATITUDEToday, we are grateful for <b><i>story books and library</i></b>. Babyroo loves his story time ever since he was in my tummy. The fussiness would instantly turn into quietness when the story starts. The good thing is that I LOVE story telling. So today Babyroo and I had lots and lots of bonding time after restocking our books from the library.<br />
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May this be a blessing! Until tomorrow! Gosh, tomorrow is the last day of the challenge already? Mannnnn!!!<br />
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Read <a href="http://yannyblessing.blogspot.com/2012/11/day-19-21daysgratitude.html">Day 19</a>Yannyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13199695073409442457noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27205599.post-31064472294623799022012-11-19T20:53:00.003-08:002012-11-19T20:53:40.657-08:00DAY 19 #21DAYSGRATITUDECan you believe that Thanksgiving is only three days away? Our family is excited for Babyroo's first Thanksgiving ... that's why we're so excited about it.<br />
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Anyhow. Today, we are grateful for <b><i>Papahroo who came home safely from work</i></b>. While walking from the shuttle stop, Papahroo got hit by a car that was exiting a shopping center's parking lot into the street. Praise the Lord the car was from a stop position and able to stop before it got worse. I think we will need to get a blinker for Papahroo so that he is more visible while walking at night. This leads me to the next point.<br />
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May this be a blessing! And don't forget to always look BOTH ways when you're behind the wheels. Yes, that means left AND RIGHT. Be safe wherever you will be this Thanksgiving week. Until tomorrow!<br />
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Read <a href="http://yannyblessing.blogspot.com/2012/11/day-18-21daysgratitude.html">Day 18</a>Yannyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13199695073409442457noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27205599.post-3854795248279052592012-11-18T21:28:00.001-08:002012-11-18T21:28:50.010-08:00DAY 18 #21DAYSGRATITUDEToday, we are grateful for:<br />
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2) <b><i>Grocery to buy</i></b>. We are stocking up to cook for the holiday and the retreat. The grocery reminds us that we still have family to feed, friends to share food for the season, and God who provides.<br />
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3) <b><i>Papahroo and Babyroo's bonding time</i></b>. It's that time again for Papahroo and Babyroo to get their hair cut. When working with the little one, timing is everything but speed is beyond everything lol. So there you go. In 15 minutes, I got both Papahroo and Babyroo's hair cut. The next thing I knew, my two baldies were taking shower together and having a wonderful time splashing with the shower. And then the next thing I knew again, the two of them were out and in a mission to surprise me with a dinner. When they returned, they got a basket of KFC and big smiles greeting me as I opened the garage door. I was too hungry by then to tell them, "no more junk food next time please." And KFC never tasted that good to me <i>(who could resist a surprise from two smiley baldies???)</i>.<br />
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May this be a blessing! Until tomorrow!<br />
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Read <a href="http://yannyblessing.blogspot.com/2012/11/day-17-21daysgratitude.html">Day 17</a>Yannyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13199695073409442457noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27205599.post-83760578095513691282012-11-17T22:19:00.002-08:002012-11-17T22:19:36.142-08:00DAY 17 #21DAYSGRATITUDEToday, we are grateful for <i><b>Papahroo and Mamahroo time</b></i>! Fridays are normally our date nights. As much as we strive to honor our date nights, this week had been a long week and we had to wisely call it a night earlier yesterday.<br />
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But today, Babyroo is so understanding. He decided to tank up and went to bed by 7PM. So Papahroo and Mamahroo could enjoy the night to just the two of us. What a great boy!!! Thank you, Baby!<br />
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And now, time to say "night night, world!!!" Hope you get yourself energized too this weekend. Until tomorrow!<br />
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Read <a href="http://yannyblessing.blogspot.com/2012/11/day-16-21daysgratitude.html">Day 16</a>Yannyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13199695073409442457noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27205599.post-10497036994607691432012-11-16T21:31:00.000-08:002012-11-16T21:31:23.359-08:00DAY 16 #21DAYSGRATITUDEToday Papahroo takes a day off; and we are grateful for a <b><i>wonderful family time</i></b>. Both Papahroo and Babyroo love to play LEGO. We introduced DUPLO for the first time to Babyroo when he was 5 months old. Ever since, he always grabs his DUPLO out of the container to play on the mat. Recently, we inherited Mega Blocks from our friend. They're a great addition to our building blocks family. Here's what I found them making today: an ET! Every time I stepped away to the kitchen and came back, the ET became bulkier and taller. The two of them kept beefing it up. It didn't fail to crack us up.<br />
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Read <a href="http://yannyblessing.blogspot.com/2012/11/day-15-21daysgratitude.html">Day 15</a>Yannyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13199695073409442457noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27205599.post-46522663300704518862012-11-15T21:19:00.001-08:002012-11-15T21:19:46.401-08:00DAY 15 #21DAYSGRATITUDEToday we are grateful for <b><i>Google+ Hangout</i></b>. Papahroo's mom is recovering pretty well back home. An extra Babyroo time is definitely a boost to her recovery. While hanging out with her, Mamahroo's sister (who sneaks out from work to see Babyroo) and Papahroo's cousin (who has been taking care of and delivering healthy juices for Papahroo's mom) also joined in. The more the merrier indeed! I love how technology brings people closer.<br />
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Read <a href="http://yannyblessing.blogspot.com/2012/11/day-14-21daysgratitude.html">Day 14</a>Yannyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13199695073409442457noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27205599.post-19885381321313752742012-11-14T22:12:00.000-08:002012-11-14T22:12:46.994-08:00DAY 14 #21DAYSGRATITUDEOne more week to Thanksgiving? Really? Wahooo.<br />
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Today is another day that made me pause to be grateful for the <b><i>opportunity to be a stay-at-home mom/wife</i></b>. I thank the Lord for the opportunity to be a mother which was the major trigger of my staying home. I also thank Papahroo for allowing and encouraging me to stay home while he be the bread winner.<br />
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There are so many things that make up this season in my life so much more to be thankful for:<br />
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<li><i>Bathing Babyroo at different time of the day</i>. With an active baby who loves to move about, touch everything, and feed himself, the end of the day is sometimes a little too late to keep him clean and comfortable. And bathing him altogether is often easier than spot cleaning him.</li>
<li><i>Cuddling Babyroo </i>... who when his naps get interrupted would enjoy the endless cuddle from me. His need of me along with his soft and fluffy body make me forget about the clean dishes to unload, the laundry to fold, and the floor to clean.</li>
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Since buying the real trash bags (which most likely will fit the bin more perfectly) is not in my agenda, an alternative solution had to be thought of. This is what we've been using to securely place the plastic bags: <b><i>snack plastic clips</i></b>. We just tightly gather the plastic excess on one side of the bin and clip it in place. Don't forget to remove the clip before you throw the plastic bag into the dumpster though. :-)<br />
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May your plastic bag stop slipping and you find this tip helpful!Yannyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13199695073409442457noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27205599.post-47183839583015669982012-11-13T21:57:00.001-08:002012-11-13T21:57:51.906-08:00DAY 13 #21DAYSGRATITUDE<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Today, we are grateful for <i><b>Mamahroo's shopping buddy</b></i>...<br />
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and <b><i>the Farmers Market</i></b>. Ever since Babyroo started eating solid, we have been going to the Farmers Market to get local fresh produces. The first time I went to the market, I was so amazed by the many fresh produces I'd never seen before. Now, it is my mission to pick up one new produce to try each time I go to the market. This time, I picked up king mushrooms. I made Tofu Donburi with them for dinner. I will share the recipe in my <a href="http://yannyrecipe.blogspot.com/">recipe blog</a> at a later date for you to try out.<br />
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How about you? What are you grateful for today?<br />
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May this be a blessing! Until tomorrow!<br />
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Read <a href="http://yannyblessing.blogspot.com/2012/11/day-12-21daysgratitude.html">Day 12</a>Yannyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13199695073409442457noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27205599.post-43529232978556779572012-11-12T22:20:00.000-08:002012-11-12T22:20:28.205-08:00TIP: COFFEE AS AIR FRESHENERHave you ever opened a foul-smelling trash cabinet? Well, it was quite a common problem in our household. We don't compost. Our trash bags don't get filled up quick enough for us to dump quarter full bags into the dumpster. Hence the smell.<div>
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In the past, I used to buy those $.99 air freshener at Target. Unfortunately, they didn't last long, only covered but not making the air fresher, were scented (which sometimes came a little too strong), and contained chemical.</div>
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Ever since Babyroo was born, I've been <a href="http://yannyrecipe.blogspot.com/2012/11/cold-brewed-coffee.html">cold-brewing coffee</a> for Papahroo every week. It's so sad to see ground coffee wasted. I love the smell of coffee but not the taste. One time, I remembered opening the trash cabinet and thought to myself, "Hmm, it's very strange. Where's the foul smell?" It wasn't until a few weeks later that I realized the foul smell's gone after I threw the ground coffee in the trash bag.</div>
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Ding ding ding ... major light bulb. I'm sure I'm not the first one to find out. Sure enough, this thing about coffee used as air freshener is a hit on the internet. So to join the wave (lol), I smartly reserve the ground coffee for our homemade natural air freshener!!! (<strike>noble prize!!!</strike>)</div>
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It's flu shot #2 for Babyroo. This morning, we prayed for a gentle nurse to administer the vaccine. And it's an answered prayer. How did God answer our prayer? Through series of events to be grateful for:<br />
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1) <b><i>Clear traffic</i></b>. Papahroo had to be in the office before 10AM for his meeting. We planned to be out the door by 8AM but decided to eat breakfast as a family first and ended up leaving by 8:30AM. To our surprise, the traffic was very light. OH YEAH ... it's a federal holiday to honor the Veterans Day (which fell on a Sunday this year).<br />
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2) <b><i>Wrong room</i></b>. Looked like a busy day at the hospital. Once we arrived at the parking lot, we didn't bother to put on the Ergo and just carried Babyroo. Guess what? The line at the pediatrician office was LONG. We finally made it to the counter only to be told that we got the wrong room.<br />
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3) <b><i>Right timing</i></b>. Now that we were at the right room, the line didn't look too bad. Not even 2 minutes after we sat down, a group of students came lining up. I guess because it's a holiday, schools are off too. Good timing for the students to get their shots. If we put on that Ergo, we could easily be bumped up from the fifth in line to the twentieth.<br />
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4) <b><i>Gentle nurse</i></b>. She was so gentle and made Babyroo so comfortable. He only fussed for 1 second; then he looked my way to ask for his Sophie. Instantly, he became a bouncy baby again and gave the gentle nurse a big smile before leaving the room.<br />
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5) <b><i>Papahroo</i></b>. Ever since Babyroo was conceived, Papahroo has not missed any of the doctor's appointment. Even if it means he had to be 15 minutes late to his meeting today. He has always been there to comfort Babyroo and support Mamahroo. Papahroo rocks!!!<br />
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What are you thankful for today? May this be a blessing! Until tomorrow!<br />
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Read <a href="http://yannyblessing.blogspot.com/2012/11/day-11-21daysgratitude.html">Day 11</a>Yannyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13199695073409442457noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27205599.post-77901819233322755342012-11-11T23:49:00.001-08:002012-11-11T23:49:01.634-08:00DAY 11 #21DAYSGRATITUDE<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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Today, we are grateful for <b><i>homemade coffee</i></b>. Sometimes, we can't always make everyone happy. But for a coffee lover like Papahroo and money saver like Mamahroo, this <a href="http://yannyrecipe.blogspot.com/2012/11/yappuccino-yannys-frappuccino.html">Yappuccino</a> never fails to put smile on his and my face.<br />
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Hope you have a great rest this weekend and ready for your new week. Until tomorrow!<br />
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Read <a href="http://yannyblessing.blogspot.com/2012/11/day-10-21daysgratitude.html">Day 10</a>Yannyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13199695073409442457noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27205599.post-42738897443586849442012-11-10T21:10:00.001-08:002012-11-10T21:10:27.394-08:00DAY 10 #21DAYSGRATITUDEIt's scary how the time flies. It's already half way through the challenge; and Babyroo is already 7 months old. WOW.<br />
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Today is a low key day for our family. After a long week for Papahroo, we are grateful that we can wind down and <b><i>spend quality time</i></b> together. Guess what Papahroo learned today? That the words "Popok" (English: diaper) and "Kejeduk" (English: bump his head) cause some major giggles to Babyroo. There you have it. The whole day full of giggle over silly and random words.<br />
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Every day, many children grow up having to fight for their food, shelter, family, clothing, education, life, etc. At the same time, many people have the heart to bring some joy to these unfortunate children but they couldn't. For that, we are grateful to be able to partake in a small part of the <b><i>Operation Christmas Child</i></b> (and this year with Babyroo in tow).<br />
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Have a wonderful rest of the week, Everyone! May this be a blessing! Until tomorrow.<br />
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Read <a href="http://yannyblessing.blogspot.com/2012/11/day-9-21daysgratitude.html">Day 9</a>Yannyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13199695073409442457noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27205599.post-62518383882087332392012-11-09T21:29:00.001-08:002012-11-09T21:29:20.291-08:00DAY 9 #21DAYSGRATITUDEHappy Friday, everyone! Hope you're excited about the weekend as much as we are.<br />
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Today, we are grateful for:<br />
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1) <i><b>Crying Babyroo</b></i>. This morning for the first time Babyroo cried when Papahroo was about to leave for work. He still cried even after I held him and tried to nurse him. All that he wanted was Papahroo. His eyes were fixed on the door as he watched Papahroo left the room and the house eventually. It made a wonderful fatherhood moment for Papahroo.<br />
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2) <b><i>The chance to take Babyroo for a walk</i></b>. Babyroo loves his afternoon stroll/walk around the neighborhood. Due to the rain, we couldn't do that yesterday. Praise the Lord, the rain stopped at the right time today. So Babyroo and I were able to do our walk. As always, he would babble "a ta ta ta ta ta" (Read: <i>"Mamah, look at those birds!"</i>) every now and then making me the best baby language interpreter ... <i>not</i> :-)<br />
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3) <b><i>Extra strength</i></b>. The cold weather kept waking Babyroo up last night despite the heater being on. I guess it was because Babyroo always ended up without the blanket as he rolled around the crib. And where were the parents? Well, let's just say that the three of us had competitions on who-can-fall-back-asleep-first. The winner is? Babyroo ... each time!!!! LOL. As for me, I praise the Lord for being my portion ... my extra strength when I needed to keep up with my growing, healthy, and active baby all throughout the afternoon.<br />
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May this be a blessing! Until tomorrow.<br />
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Read <a href="http://yannyblessing.blogspot.com/2012/11/day-8-21daysgratitude.html">Day 8</a>Yannyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13199695073409442457noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27205599.post-23325414834877108862012-11-08T21:46:00.000-08:002012-11-08T21:46:09.489-08:00DAY 8 #21DAYSGRATITUDE<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Whoaaa, it's only two weeks away from Thanksgiving. How exciting! Last year, Babyroo was still in my tummy. Also last year, we celebrated Thanksgiving with Papahroo's family here. This year, we will celebrate Thanksgiving either with just the three of us or at the retreat. Not sure yet since we are still on the waiting list for the retreat.<br />
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Our family is grateful for <i><b>the rain</b></i> that stopped just right when Papahroo got out of the shuttle to walk home and <b><i>the warm water</i></b> because Babyroo decided to play with water while accompanying Mamahroo at the kitchen. Before long, from pouring the water inside the bucket to "bathing" himself with the water and finally dumping the water on the floor. Within 10 seconds, I found Babyroo drenched with water and mopping the floor. I guess the warm water made it enjoyable for him to play? Hmmm.<br />
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May this be a blessing! Until tomorrow!<br />
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Read <a href="http://yannyblessing.blogspot.com/2012/11/day-7-21daysgratitude.html">our Day 7</a> of this <a href="http://inspiredbyfamilymag.com/2012/10/30/21-days-of-gratitude-challenge-for-the-whole-family/">21 Days of Gratitude</a> challenge. Are you joining our family yet?Yannyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13199695073409442457noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27205599.post-23995054683707019322012-11-07T20:38:00.000-08:002012-11-07T20:38:37.768-08:00DAY 7 #21DAYSGRATITUDEToday, our family is grateful for the <b><i>sun</i></b> and <b><i>Papahroo's mom's recovery</i></b>.<br />
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The <i>sun</i> because we get to dry Babyroo's cloth diapers outside. Due to the rain in the past few times we did the laundry, Babyroo's diapers had to be line-dried in the garage. It feels so good to bring the diapers in completely stain-free and smell-free. That's how powerful the sun is. Thank you, Sun!!! :-)<br />
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This morning our time, Mom finished her first treatment. Earlier, Papahroo got a chance to call and talk to her. Mom sounded a lot better. Praise the Lord. A few more to go in the near future. We're confident that she will recover soon by the power and grace from our Lord alone.<br />
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May this be a blessing. Until tomorrow!<br />
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Read <a href="http://yannyblessing.blogspot.com/2012/11/day-6-21daysgratitude.html">Day 6</a>Yannyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13199695073409442457noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27205599.post-54494602685460617332012-11-06T23:56:00.000-08:002012-11-06T23:56:30.356-08:00DAY 6 #21DAYSGRATITUDEDay 6 already? So fast.<div>
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Look at our mini cruiser! Now that Babyroo can navigate his way around, he finds a lot of things in the house interesting. From Mamahroo's sandals, cell phone charger, rugs, to night lamps, he makes sure he stops to play with each one of them. For most of the time, he gets OVERLY excited about his new findings making it harder for him to nap. Today, we find dancing to the slow music calms him down. After that, he's ready to nurse and then fall asleep. For that reason, we are grateful for music.</div>
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In between chasing Babyroo, I also find the frozen confinement soup my mom made a few months ago a big help. It's so nutritious and easy to eat. Within minutes, my energy is back to keep up with Babyroo. Now I know why my mom insisted for me to eat the confinement soup for as long as I could (I did it for 4 straight months after giving birth). Maybe I should cook more and freeze them for days that I need an extra boost of energy like today.</div>
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Yannyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13199695073409442457noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27205599.post-53662600843899751472012-11-05T20:45:00.004-08:002012-11-05T20:45:56.305-08:00DAY 5 #21DAYSGRATITUDEHappy Monday!!!! Hope your week is starting out well. Quite a busy and long day for us today. But I want to post our gratitudes before getting back to the night routines. Today, we are grateful for:<br />
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1) <i><b>Papahroo's health</b></i>. We went to the doctor this morning to check on the lump at the back of his neck and the constant headache. Praise the Lord, they are nothing serious. The lump was just lymph that we will follow up in a month. As for the headache, it wasn't related to the lump and didn't require a prescription.<br />
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2) <i><b>Papahroo's mom's medical condition</b></i>. Our family is dealing with mom's serious medical condition at the moment. As of this morning, we learned about the next steps for the treatment. We're grateful to be able to find out this soon.<br />
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3)<b><i> Laundry</i></b>. The guest is now gone. We are sanitizing our house today after series of sickness and because of bad smell. Three loads of laundry are done. We're grateful to still have laundry to do. There are people out there who don't even have clothes to change to and socks to put on.<br />
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4) <i><b>Teamwork at Papahroo's office</b></i>. The team had to work over the weekend and pull an all-nighter. We're grateful that because of that, Papahroo could come home before Babyroo's bedtime routine and spend the time together.<br />
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Alrighty then. Back to the family. May this be a blessing. Until tomorrow!<br />
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Read <a href="http://yannyblessing.blogspot.com/2012/11/day-4-21daysgratitude.html">Day 4</a>Yannyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13199695073409442457noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27205599.post-79039208877340026182012-11-04T20:39:00.002-08:002012-11-04T20:39:54.162-08:00DAY 4 #21DAYSGRATITUDEWoot woot woot? Weekend's almost over ... already?? Ayy yayyy yayyy.<br />
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We had a great fellowship this morning and are glad to be home to wind down before tomorrow. As for today, our family is grateful for:<br />
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1) <b><i>The AC</i></b>. With the weather fluctuating all over the place like in the past few days, we are glad that the AC has helped us warm up and cool down in a matter of minutes. Babyroo really appreciates this. Guess who appreciate it even more? Papahroo and Mamahroo. Happy Baby ... Happy Parents :-)<br />
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2) <b><i>Source of income</i></b>. The economic situation is not at its worst; but definitely not at its best either. We are grateful that in the midst of it, God still provides our family with source of income. And that leads us to #3.<br />
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3) <i><b>Papahroo</b></i>. Can't thank him enough for never complaining to go to work every day even though that means he has to wake up at 6AM, walks to and from the shuttle stop, and catches the shuttle to work so Babyroo and I can have the car. Rain or shine. Overcast or clear. Cold or hot. Dark or bright. EVERY DAY he sacrifices for the family.<br />
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4) <i><b>God's protection</b></i>. It only took one split second. ONE! As I put the phone away after checking the missed call, there I found Babyroo slowly sliding from the bed head first. I tried to catch his two flying-in-the-air legs; but I was too late. Bam!!! He landed on his forehead. Praise the Lord, our bed and box altogether are not too high. Praise the Lord it was a slo-mo. It could have been worse; and I could have been more careful. I believe God sent His angels to catch Babyroo. He still cried though. Papahroo came to the rescue with ice packs. I hugged Babyroo tightly and nursed him. He's slowly calming down. We checked the rest of his head and body. Within the next 5 minutes, Babyroo's back to his active mode as if nothing just happened. This time, he tried to grab the ice packs.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">See that red boo boo on his left forehead. It was redder 10 minutes earlier.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Now you want to grab what? Ice packs?? Wait a minute, buddy. Come here please. Lemme squeeze and hug you first.</td></tr>
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What are you thankful for today? May this be a blessing. Until tomorrow!!<br />
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Read <a href="http://yannyblessing.blogspot.com/2012/11/day-3-21daysgratitude.html">day 3</a>.<br />
Full details on <a href="http://inspiredbyfamilymag.com/2012/10/30/21-days-of-gratitude-challenge-for-the-whole-family/">21 Days of Gratitude</a> challenge.Yannyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13199695073409442457noreply@blogger.com1