The Last Moments

Once again, I just realized something last night. After I put the kids to sleep, I sat down on the couch to have a little quiet time. My eyes gazed upon the pictures of these men from the little corner of our room.

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From the left is my father-in-law and then my dad. It was just last night that I realized that I was the last family member to see them before they both passed away. So it feels weird and more sad to know that I witnessed their last moments.

It was afternoon. I was home with my father-in-law, and my husband was still at work. I was in the living room and he told me that he was going out to get those gallons of water from a nearby store. He had a little pushing cart with him. It was passed 2pm so I told him why not wait for his son so he did not have to walk?  It was April 24, 2007. He said it was fine and besides, he needed to exercise. He told me he was going to go through the back door, and then he left. And at passed 3pm, he had an accident on the road and that was his end.

As for my Dad, for those of you who have not read my recent blogs, he just passed away two months ago. And with his passing, I wrote quite a few things about the experience and about him (you can check this entry: 14 day journey). Last August 4, 2015 (Tuesday) he had to undergo Tracheostomy. A tracheostomy is a surgery to make a hole in your neck that goes into your windpipe. He needed a  tracheostomy since he was on a breathing machine (ventilator) for a long time. They needed to remove the intubator that was attached to him for two weeks to prevent further infections. I was informed that I should follow down to the operating room. I was there waiting outside. I was praying and thinking about him that finally, he would be relieved to get that thing off him. I waited and finally the doctor called me in to tell me that the procedure was done and everything was fine. I was so relieved. I waited until I saw him and the nurses pushing his bed. They had to give him Oxygen since he was depending on the breathing machine. They took the elevator and I took the stairs to meet them at the Intensive Care Unit. He was unconscious and I was watching him. The nurse was checking everything. She told me to rest and everything is stable with my dad. I sent text messages to my siblings to tell them that the procedure was successful and we can all go to sleep. I think it was around 10:30pm. Then after one hour, it was the end of his dear life.

For sure I will never forget these last moments…

Little Things That Make Me Smile

I am so amazed how my little girl (who is 3 years old and 2 months) has become potty trained! Remember around the second week of September I posted about focusing on her potty training? In three weeks she already know! So now we only use diaper at night time when she sleeps (just to be safe) and during times when I know we’ll be out of the house for a while.

At first I would regularly make her sit down, but now she tells me whenever she needs to go. I am just surprised because with my first born, it took a while before he learned. As I remember, it was almost a year for him.

Kids are so different (as most of the parents know) when it comes to personalities, learning, development. In terms of academics, my first born is way advance. Before he turned 3 years old, he already spelled, wrote, and read. As for my girl, we are still working on these things. But we are getting there : )

The little things that make me smile.

Hope something or someone is making your day brighter too!!!

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A Reflection From Potty Training

I would just like to record this milestone we have reached.This week, my daughter and I are serious with potty training. I saw the signs that she is ready, and so I pulled out the toddler potty I have been keeping in the garage. I bought it from last year. At first,  I tried to introduce it to her but she would always say “No!” I figured that she was not ready yet so I stopped pressuring her.

After she turned 3 last August 8 (the same day of my Dad’s interment), I once again introduced the potty to her. This time, she is more responsive. Since we are usually at home, I now try to make her wear some training pants. I would ask her to sit down on her little potty every now and then. Sometimes, she is actually the one who tells us that she needs to go.

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I recall when she was a year old until she reached her second year, she was just a baby. Now that she is 3, I can see and feel that she is growing too fast. Soon no more diapers (more money to save!) Soon, she will be in school, and she will be like her big brother, a big kid. There is no stopping time. It keeps going. It keeps flying fast. I wish it will slow down a little bit. I want to be in here and bathe in happiness and experience of parenthood.

Last night, my husband and I were watching the film, Up In The Air, a 2009 American comedy-drama film, starring George Clooney. There was a scene there when a guy got cold feet during his wedding. The following lines below just struck me. And I think of my journey. And I guess it is the same for most of us. How it all started and how it will end.

I don't think I'm going to be able to uh...
to do this.

  
Why would you say that...today?

  
Well, last night I was just kinda laying
in bed and I couldn't get to sleep.

  
So I started thinking about the wedding
and the ceremony,

  
and about our buying a house
and moving in together.

  
And having a kid,
and having another kid and then

  
Christmas and Thanksgiving
and spring break.

  
Going to football games, and then
all of a sudden they're graduating.

  
They're getting jobs, they're getting married.
And, you know, I'm a grandparent.

  
And then I'm retired.
I'm losing my hair, I'm getting fat.

  
And then the next thing you know
I'm dead.

  
I'm just, like...I can't stop from thinking,
what's the point?

  
I mean, what is the point?

  
The point?
- What am I starting here?

(From http://www.script-o-rama.com/movie_scripts/u/up-in-the-air-script-transcript.html)

A Sad Night

I am double sad…. First, my dad is still in the hospital. I still hope he will be better. I hope he will be healed and will regain his health. The good thing is I will be flying back home but I have to leave my kids behind. It is my very first time to be away from them and it drives me crazy. Separation anxiety. But I should keep thinking that all these things happen for a reason. 

Star Wars Birthday Theme

Last Saturday we celebrated my first born’s 7th birthday. It was attended by his 30 closest friends. It was held at Fun City, an indoor play area.

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Before I planned his birthday, we came up with a long list of themes. He kept changing his mind. And finally, he decided that he would go with STAR WARS. He is an avid fan. He watched the movie, the cartoons in Netflix, and read almost all the books!

So I researched (google) ideas for his birthday. I came up with the following food: Padawan Pizza, Millenium Mac and Cheese, Jedi Robes (Spring Rolls), Jello-Carbonite, Asteroid Candies, Hans Rolos, Jar Jar Jelly Beans, Wookie Water, Jedi Juice.  I was so busy during the celebration, and I can not believe I forgot to take photos of these! Hopefully, after I compile photos I may be able to update and upload some of them here.

Below are some of the ones I was able to take pictures of:

                   Jabba Hut-dogs by my Mom

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Cupcakes made by my friend

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                      Luke Skywalker

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Light sabers

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I printed this out and attached it to his party favors : )

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That’s all I have to share! You guys have a great week!

By the way I saved a slice for Jim! : )

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Bedtime Struggles

I wish I can go to bed early but I can not.

I have to put you guys to sleep first and do other stuff after.

I wish I can sleep longer but I can not.

I have to start my day earlier preparing breakfast, packing lunch and snacks for work/school/camp…

Having a good sleep is so important.

So please enough with bed time struggles!

Go to sleep children.

You will probably miss this kind of sleep when you are grown ups!

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Photocredit:  earlyyearsparenting.wordpress.com

Heaven In Your Arms

Cuddling with my sweet girl is one of my favorite things to do.  From my experience, I can say that Having a boy is different from having a girl in some ways. With girls, you get to dress them up, style them, do “girly” stuff/play together. They are usually mellow than the boys. It is true for me  so I am more “relaxed” with her. They are such darlings and very sweet especially to their daddies. Mine is definitely a daddy’s girl!

With my son, I usually need to keep up with his energy, with his inquisitive mind, with his talking and moving around. He seems more dependent than his little sister.  Calls my attention all the time. I guess he is a mommy’s boy. Although now that he is turning 7, I notice that we argue a lot. He is really challenging my patience. He is strong willed and … He is just growing fast. And yes, before I realize it, my baby girl will be too.

I notice I am starting to have strands of white hair. Found two strands recently! Being a parent can be so hard! I am not complaining, but just expressing. It is really exhausting but rewarding too (mixed emotions – driving me crazy). It is a big responsibility raising children. We are responsible for their well being, to provide them with their needs not just material but emotional, intellectual, spiritual and others. It is truly a mission to raise human beings who can thrive in this difficult and yet wonderful life, who will be happy, successful, and kindhearted people. May God bless and help each parent on earth!

I have a long way to go. For now, while they are little, I will have to enjoy the moments cuddling with them! Heaven is here 💕

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One Sweet Thought

I was preparing my son’s bath then he was staring at my feet. I haven’t had a chance to do my pedicure. Then he said, “Mommy you cut all our nails but you forget yours. I wish I can cut yours. I want to do you a favor.” I smiled and told him that he just did.

Learning From My Baby

Coming from my six year old son now… “It does not matter how pretty, handsome, or fancy you are. What matters most is what is inside your heart…” I was like, “Oh my, can you say it again?!”

I was putting him to sleep and he asked how come there are a lot of beauties in children’s stories? Beauty and the Beast, Sleeping beauty. And he added, “What is beauty?” Then the conversation went on.

Most of the time I really get surprised with his questions! Sometimes children remind us of the purest and essential lessons in life.

Well, goodnight my fellow  bloggers and readers. Sweetest dreams to everyone.

OR good morning to some of you : ) Have a great day!