Goodbye, Ate Inday

So we start a new chapter in our yaya diaries this month. We welcomed Ate Bibing into our home last night.

I know Tibs was trying to hide the shock in his face upon seeing our new yaya but I told him at this point, we really do not have the luxury to be picky. As long as we have a healthy and capable yaya we just have to settle on that for now. All other factors (aesthetics most especially) will have to take a backseat for now.

I guess just like Maia, Ate Inday will be irreplaceable in our hearts. She was almost the epitome of the perfect yaya she just needed to be healthier then we would have been okay. Ate Inday was always looking after Maia's welfare. Despite our little girl's 'adventurous' behaviour she never got tired of chasing after her. She tried her best not to let her out of her sight. She encouraged Maia's creativity to flow. She loved sharing stories with Maia. She was my substitute teacher during the day. And the numerous home videos we have of Maia's milestones can prove how well she did.

But unfortunately, Ate Inday became sickly these past few months. And I guess, her love for Maia prompted her to tell us she needed to take sometime off to rest in the province. She doesn't want to endanger Maia or expose her to whatever's making her sickly. And as working parents would know a request for rest doesn't always guarantee a return. So despite negotiations, we were forced to hire a replacement. And after 4 attempts, we finally got one.

I pray that Maia will learn to love Ate Bibing eventually. This morning she was quick to ask if Ate Bibing already went home. I guess it hasn't dawned on her yet that Ate Bibing is living with us already. Oh well, such is life. We just have to try to get on with our day to day lives from here and pray that maybe Ate Inday could still come back to us in the future.

I am Blessed

If I can get away with it, I will choose to rid of all the drama.

But I don't think life has offered me that as an option. It was always either about learning to dodge them or making it through them.

I've always made it through. But that does not always go to show that I chose to fight to make it thru. It always just seem to happen that I get the extra energy boost at that point when I feel like letting go and giving up. I always end up prouder of myself though. And probably that is why somehow someone up there took upon himself to send me the extra boost to make it thru. He wants me to feel triumphant after every drama. He wants me to savor that moment. He wants me to count my blessings.

So everyday, I end up counting and counting. Yes, I am blessed after all. Always am.

Hello There!

I've taken a hiatus far too long from writing. And I miss it so much.

I hope to be back on my feet from this day on.

Early this week I had a light bulb moment. And I'm hoping to make that light bulb moment translate into something more realistic soon.

But for now, please bear with bulleted updates of my boring life. That I will try to do at least weekly if that would help me get back into writing mode.

Health-wise I've just gotten over my beginning of the year C-blues and I'm hoping the last few bits of them are finally gone. It seems like I always begin the year with a cancer scare. I hope next year it will be different. For now, I end this short welcome post for me with a very grateful tone. Being around to welcome the new year is always a good sign for me. Knowing that I still have a full year to make things right and make good, wonderful memories with people I love makes me feel very, very grateful. :)