I woke up in pain yesterday morning. Somewhere in every woman’s sensitive area. I just ignored it thinking it would go away within the day. I actually thought it was something like a “kulani” or “hemorrhoid (buwa in Tagalog if I am not mistaken)”. Night came by, the pain is still there but it was already late to see my OB so I said I’ll go and visit her the next day, that’s today. At the back of my mind, I was hoping that when I woke up this morning, the pain had gone away.

I woke up this morning, still in pain. Unfortunately, my OB’s Monday clinic sched starts at 1pm. Sent her a message and she said if I couldn’t take the pain anymore, go and see her in the hospital’s ER where I gave birth. I decided to wait for 1pm, again, hoping the pain would leave me before the clock strikes at 1pm.

At quarter to 1pm, I headed on to her clinic. I told and shown her what I have “there” and been feeling. Had it internally examined and she immediately said what she’s suspected. Bartholin Cyst.

A Bartholin’s cyst, also called a Bartholin’s duct cyst, is a small growth just inside the opening of a woman’s vagina. Cysts are small fluid-filled sacs that are usually harmless. The condition tends to affect sexually active women, who are between 20-30 years of age.

But in my case, it is painful. Continue reading ‘In Pain’

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Words of Affirmation. From the day she learned how to speak, I made sure she knows the proper use of simple yet meaningful words like “Love you/Love you, too”, “Thank you”, “Welcome”, and “Sorry”.

Acts of Service. Now that I have two girls, I try my level best not to lose quality time with the Ate. The day I recovered from a CSec operation, things went back to normal e.g. Giving her bath and preparing her for school and even putting her to sleep. That way, we also spend a quality time together.

Physical Touch. This act is very common for us. My eldest is one sweet little girl and that melts my heart every after disciplinary action I give her. She would hug me and say “I won’t do it again”. I know she will but the fact that she realizes her mistakes is enough.

Receiving Gifts. She’s 4. Could even hardly write her full name on a paper without my guidance so I don’t expect her to make a greeting card for me as early as this. If she would, that won’t come a surprise coz for sure she’ll have to do and finish it with my help. But you know what gave me joy last Monday? These flowers that she freshly picked from the garden. Continue reading ‘Mommy Moments : Love Language’

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People who know me personally, well, of course, are aware that I have a natural hair. I’d say I’m one of the many lucky ones who can manage their hair easily by tying it up with fancy trinkets or make a bun and clip it in a snap! But just like the rest, my hair also needs hair vitamins especially when a woman gets pregnant, hair tends to become so weak and some even lose their hair very badly.

Again, I’m lucky coz this time I didn’t go through that stage much. But…. but… but for a vain mommy like me? I need to get my hair done! ASAP! That reminds me to send a message to my OB tomorrow and check if I could do a hair rebonding as early as now. Now means this week. Well, at least before the husband comes home. Who wouldn’t want to look good? With all these added fats on me, of course I wanna look better. A lot better than how he had seen me 9 months ago.

Update 02/02/10:
Doctor says “No, not yet. Chemicals might affect your baby coz she’s still on breastfeeding”.

Okay. End of discussion. LOL!

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Her sleeping pattern slowly changes. She now sleeps peacefully during odd times and “lungad” is lessened. Continue reading ‘Erchelle at 2 Weeks Old’

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Ate loves to help! That’s one of our many bonding moments these days. At every diaper change, she would always throw the soiled one straight to the garbage tin without even telling her. And look at this photo, isn’t it precious seeing your eldest watch her younger sibling?

Continue reading ‘My Assistant’

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