My Pregnancy

Hubby and I constantly enjoy each other's company. We have endless dates on weekends, heck, even on ordinary days. We both love hanging around in malls, feasting on some food we always crave for. No wonder that in our two years of being together as husband and wife, we both lost our waist lines. In some days if we have the luxury of time, we would go out of town. It maybe in Tagaytay, Subic, Baguio or Sagada, just to have a breath of new, fresh air. We are loving the life couplehood is giving us, till we decided it is just about time to bring this bliss to a higher level. We decided to have a baby, finally.

Several months of trying to conceive, I finally got the good news from this pregnancy test I bought from the neighborhood drugstore. Two pink lines. Definitely a positive result. Pregnancy embraced me, and I welcomed it with open arms as well. My first trimester is very challenging. There are times that I could not eat, and times that I would binge. There are scents that I do not want to smell, even the fragrances that I used to love. My husband is all supportive of all the changes that are happening to me, and I appreciate him all the more. Now I am on my second trimester and everything is going well. I am done with the morning sickness and all the "negative" side of pregnancy. This phase is much lighter and easy to take. I am more energetic and more focused to my office work, as if I am not pregnant at all. I love maternity fashion these days and I am fond of beautifying myself. I am also much heavier now because my appettite becomes friendly again. And most of all, I can now feel the baby's movement and know already his gender.

I still have one semester to go. They say this last trimester is as difficult as the first, but who knows? Maybe I will have a different take on it. Maybe not. Whatever the last trimester would bring me, I will still accept it with my warmest hug. For everyday of my pregnancy is different and everyhting I experience all throughout this ordeal is to be treasured. For I know I am going to be a mother soon, and that alone is a blessing.





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How I Came To Be

I was 16 years old then, freshly popped out from an all-girls exclusive high school. I first sighted him on my college enrollment day. He was really tall, cute and striking. My eyes were glued on him. I was wishing that we could be at least classmates or if not, at least building mate. I saw him again days after when I went to the university to get my class schedule. He was in the same building again and he was getting his schedule too. Again, I wished for the same thing. The third time I saw him, I knew my prayers were answered. First day of classes and he was hanging out in the same classroom I was in. When the professor came in and asked us to settle, he grabbed a seat and stayed. He was my classmate!

He was friendly and nice. It turned out we were living in the same city and he knows some of my high school classmates. He lived twenty minutes away from my place. We clicked and we had the same circle of classmate-friends. Second semester, he gave me a card and formally announced his intention to court me. I always had feelings for him, from the day I saw him. November 16,1993 I officially had my first boyfriend.


I was so lucky for he was such a gentleman. I never had a single heart ache with him. There were minor glitches but that was all it. We never had major fights. We never had major break ups. I was only praying then for him to be my classmate but I was given much much more. I knew he was the one for me--the one I would be building my dreams with, the one who would father my children, the one I would grow old with. I could never imagine myself being with someone else.


November 16, 2005-- after eleven long years, we finally tied the knot. We waited this long with no regrets. And since then my life had never been the same. For I officially became a wife of the most loving man in the world, and I am loving every minute of it.



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