I’m not what I am today if not because of you… I love you my little one..
I’ll be launching Ea’s website today! Yipee! This has waited too long already. It still needs a lot of work but will get there 
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–update–
Ea’s birthday link here
I guess I’ll never get tired of adding new blogs every now and then. My hubby was telling me to stick with one until I get it running but I feel this one just can’t sit and wait (if you know what I mean). I’ll be launching a special blog for a very special little girl who will turn 2 this Saturday, Jan 16th. Any lucky guess?
I’ll let you know on my next post. 
broadcasting my birthday greetings to a very special loved one
Asistuhtwo - my very own sister Grace celebrating her Nth birthday today. I wish I could come to her thanksgiving party but it’s way miles away.
Manang Grace and my daughter Ea (then 5 mos old)
Happy birthday manang! I love you!!!
Working while Barney or Hi-5 is on is a normal daily event for me. My little Ea watches kids’ shows on a monitor extended from my laptop which is just about an inch away from my work station. Sometimes the noise around the house takes my focus away. It’s difficult to tinker on the keyboards using a single hand most especially when one or both of my little ones are on board. Sometimes I would want to take a few minutes break and just do nothing, think about nothing and hear nothing. But what I have really realized is that the benefits of staying home with the kids far outweigh the inconvenience of having to hear all their whinging. Being there when my children needs me is the best gift I could ever give especially now when they are still on their formative years. Here’s why:
I could list more until the sun sets but let me just stick to the best ones right now. Although things could get tough at home when you can’t seem to get things done, I’m still loving every moment of it.
As I speak, the neighbors are burning money in the form of fireworks and the neighborhood air is crisp with firecrackers scent. I went outside earlier to see what sort of fun going outside. The flashing lights of fountains and fireworks were beautiful and some, breathtaking. I shrieked and jumped at every fire. My husband made fun of my kuratikness. This is Pasko sa CDO I suppose. Wala man gud ni sa Davao LOL.
I’ve been wanting to call people who are sooo dear to me but I’ve been putting it off for one reason then another. Perhaps tomorrow again..
Good news for me, my little one is finally home now. Ea was hospitalized days ago. Hours in the hospital felt like days and days felt like weeks. Ea (and her dad) were very very uneasy and were both very eager to go home. We only waited for the lab results and medications but as soon as we got it, we fled.
The reason turned out to be bacterial. Ea had a series of dirty food intake the past week and her antibodies were not able to keep up. She’s re-hydrated now and only needs to keep taking some anti-biotic meds to fully get rid of the bacteria.
I’m happy to say she’s feeling a lot better now. My current quest is to get her weight back. She lost around 2 kg. My goal is to have her gain more that what she lost. I hope her appetite will begin to pick up in the coming days.
This morning I rushed my daughter Ea to the ER for the very first time. It was a sad and difficult but necessary choice to make. She was having fever since Sunday evening. The fever goes during the day and comes back at night. It must have been caused by something she had eaten that Sunday morning. During the first few days of her fever, I opted to just give her paracetamol and antihistamine thinking it was just an allergic reaction. Last Thursday when she was yet strong enough to go out, I took her to her Pediatrician. I wanted to be assured that she’ll be fine. Ea was not at her best behavior during the check up. What can we expect from a sick little girl. She was so matamlay that the doc advised me to have her admitted to the hospital for further observation. Ea is thin and has lost a lot of fluid the past days. I was skeptical because I hate needles and IVs myself. The thought of subjecting my own daughter to pain was mortifying enough for me. So I bargained and the doc allowed us to go home but Ea should be under close observation. The rule she gave me was that, if Ea does not take in more that 60 ml/cc of fluids that night, I should rush her to the emergency room right away. At home, she only had a few sips of about 20ml juice for dinner. Then she threw up just before bed time. Had another 10ml of milk before she dozed off to sleep and nothing else until morning.
I was still looking for reasons to keep her home but she did not show any signs of progress. After running a few searches over the Internet, I was left with no choice but to bring her to the hospital. I feared Ea would be more stressed out there but I didn’t want to take any more chances either.
When I knew it was time to have her dextrose on, I took her for a little walk down the hospital garden. We played with the plants and flowers for a bit. To be honest, that little moment by the garden turned out to be — for my own peace of mind. I was convincing myself that everything will be okay. I practiced a scene mentally and told myself to stay strong and not burst into tears because my daughter needs me to be strong for her. When we were both calm and I felt ready, I took her back to the ER. Jeedo was there but I guess fathers have much stronger stance on crazy moments like this. He was calm and assuring.
The ER scenario was not as bad as I thought. I was triumphant in holding back my tears, LOL. We had to wrap her with a blanket because she was screaming and moving furiously in pain. But after a couple of minutes, she was calm.
We still don’t have the lab test results. The doc hasn’t figured the real cause. I hope it will be okay. I left the hospital with her Papa and Lola looking after the little one. My little big boy Jethro is at home waiting. Here I am now, tinkering the keys at 4:00AM. I guess I should go back to bed and get some sleep. I need energy for another long day. Very long day.
I bought my very first site Eklaboo.com 3 years ago. Back then (2006), blogging was unheard of, well, it was, but not as it is now. As a media buyer in the days when there was not much publishers and bloggers, it was challenging to get leads for our advertisers. Some bloggers who just blogged for the sake of blogging even suspected my emails as spam and my offers as fraud. It was challenging but fun. I spent a great deal of time hopping from one blog to another, surfing from blogroll to blogroll only to get a handful of interested publishers at the end of the day. I was doing that for around 3 years until we had an advertising system running. It was fun. I loved doing it and to be honest, I miss doing it – the blog buying job, that is.
So why do I say blogging is hard? I’m just speaking for myself. Don’t get me wrong. Blogging is fun, not very easy – challenging in fact. But you get to earn while having fun. It’s finding time to blog that is hard. To most bloggers, blogging serves as their outlet from the daily grind. To me, blogging IS my daily grind. I can’t tell anymore how many blogrolls I’ve rolled, sidebars counted, Entrecard dropped, links hovered, pages visited. At the end of my normal day, as much as I wanted to mind my own blog, looking at one more would just make me puke!
If you have time to spare, then blog! Consider yourself lucky for having such commodity. The Internet is opening windows and doors of opportunities as I speak. Yes, the market is getting competitive but so are the things that we can do to earn. Everything is growing exponentially. If you want to jump aboard the online marketing world, now is your best chance.
hmmm… Do I hear a “How?” I shall cover a series of the how to’s of blogging and affiliate marketing in the coming days
Last night, just before bedtime, my little Ea squeezed in between my arms and chest for a cuddle. It feels warm and lovely inside. She looked up to me and smiled angelically. I melted until I noticed her teeth looks rough and tinted. My baby had an early teething and I wouldn’t wonder if she’ll have dental problems early as well. But as much as possible I want my daughter to have a healthy dental life. This is why seeing some brown tints on her milk teeth worried me. I jumped and took her to the sink for a brush and teeth massage.
How early should parents be concerned about their child’s dental health? As early as they get the signs of teething. The first set of pearly whites are called Deciduous teeth. These teeth form during the early stage of pregnancy and come out before or just a little after her first birthday. Although it will definitely be replaced with a permanent teeth by age 6 or 7, the quality of the growth of permanent teeth would depend much on the spot left by the deciduous teeth. This is where the formation of the jaw bones depend in order to maintain the proper space for permanent teeth. Plus, the replacement will develop from the same tooth bud as the milk teeth. It’s important that kids develop good dental habit early on. So if you think I was over reacting, think again.
But if you have big kids now, it’s never too late to correct the problem. What are experts, like a San Diego orthodontist, for?
My parent-in-laws came over for a visit today. They often do every Saturday at around 4PM. Whenever I make our daily menu, I always, always take that sked into consideration. The dinner lined up for tonight was not very spectacular but I looked forward to it with anticipation. Maybe because I missed the blend of itlog na maalat in crispy tomatoes and pickled radish. Yep that was the abre-gana. The dessert reflected my anticipation even more because I cooked it the earliest at around 10AM: Fruit medley gelatin. The main course? A humble Bam-i. Just in case that sounds new to you, it simply is pancit bihon and pancit canton dancing cha-cha in a wok with chiken, carrots, cabbage and the usual ginisa rekados. Our soup was yum too! Fish tofu in spring onions and spinach. I was happily setting the table when my Jethro asked for attention. Just in time, dinner is ready. I called everyone to the dinner table as I stepped aside to feed Jet with his cereal.
Then after saying grace, my ma-in-law sang “Happy Birthday” . It is Papa’s birthday! How nice. I’m glad I prepared pancit ). Long live the king! They both loved the food! Turned out Pa was missing the maalat and Ma was craving for pancit. Perfect!
BROWSE 
