Monthly Archives: June 2009

I Miss My Niece…

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I realized this after reading my sister’s blog. I stayed with their family for more than one year, and got to bond with my precocious niece during that time.When her parents were in the office, I was with our 5-year old bundle of energy, trying to answer her numerous questions to the best of my ability. Admittedly, when there are times that her questions were about delicate matters, I revert to my safest answer, “Ask your Mama/Papa later”.

When her nanny was busy doing household chores, she would go to wherever I was, and say, Tita, can you stay with me for a while?” It breaks my heart now when I remember the times I answered, “Later” to her requests, because I was busy working from home. 😦

When she got sick, I made sure that I gave her extra attention – asking her what she would like to eat, feeding her in the room while she was on bed, bringing her whatever she wanted to drink, checking her temperature from time to time, updating my sister and brother-in-law about how their little girl was.

I won’t forget how excited she was when I told her last year that I would get married in a few months, and that she would be a flower girl. She started planning what she would do for the reception (she wanted to sing, and lead the prayer). She even asked if she can wear a pink dress instead of a lilac one, because she liked pink better than my color motif.

However, as the wedding day got closer, she started saying that she wasn’t that excited about our wedding anymore. When I asked her why, she answered, “Because when you’re already married, you won’t be able to visit me anymore. And you won’t stay here with us anymore.” 😦 I tried to cheer her up by saying that of course I’ll still visit her whenever I can. But I guess we both knew, deep in our hearts, that things would be changing big time soon.

I’m now married. I’ve moved in with my husband, and haven’t been to my sister’s house in a few months. The last time I saw my niece was on my wedding day, and I haven’t been able to give her the attention I wanted because I was too busy with the preparations.

I miss my niece. I miss how she knows how to be quiet and not wake me up early in the morning because I work until the wee hours of the morning. I miss the way she tells me (after a little persuasion) how her day went at school. I miss how she talks about her friends, and what they played with. I miss how she loves the way I feed her (even if she can do this by herself, I know this is her way of making “lambing” 🙂 ), talking almost non-stop in the hopes of distracting her from eating oh-so-slowly. I miss the way she tries to delay her nap time with requests for snacks (Tita, I’m hungry!). I miss the way she bargains for more than one book to be read to her before she sleeps. I miss the way she says that she isn’t sleepy so she doesn’t need a nap; afterwards, we’d have a hard time waking her up after a three or four hour-nap! I miss seeing the happiness in her eyes when she hears the doorbell in the evening, knowing that her Mama and Papa are home at last. I miss the way she always wants to take a walk with me and her nanny after dinner, just because she wants to go out of the house. I miss the way she asks for chips before going to bed, because she knows I am fond of eating them as well. I miss the way she asks if she can sleep with me in the study (where I sleep), because “I miss you”. I miss the way she cuddles close to me in bed (even if she sometimes kicks me when she’s dreaming 😀 ).

I told her, during one of those times when she repeats that she’s going to miss me when I’m not living with them anymore, that “Whatever happens, even if I already have my own baby, you are the first BABY that I loved and cared for, and that will never change”. She just responded with a smile full of trust, at peace with the fact that what I told her is true.

I miss my niece…

 

Back to Basics

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I cooked lunch today, excited to make a dent on the food items we bought yesterday. 😛 I asked hubby what he wants to do with the chicken – would he like it with a soupy broth, or with a savory sauce? He opted for the sauce.
I started rifling through the cookbooks in the house, trying to decide which recipe to try. I ended up with three cookbooks open (plus a number of food websites open as well), when I suddenly realized that I should just go back to the basics. Why not go with something I’m comfortable cooking? Something that my own Mom cooks, and is sort of a comfort dish to me? That decision made, this is what I made (too bad I didn’t take pictures):
Chicken with Oyster Sauce
5 chicken pieces (combination of drumsticks and thighs)
canola oil
1 clove of garlic, minced
1 medium onion, sliced
10 pieces young corn
5 pechay leaves
1 medium carrot, sliced
oyster sauce (about 2 tablespoons)
your choice of seasoning (I used Maggi magic sarap)
1 cup water
*Saute onion and garlic in a little canola oil until the onion becomes transparent (make sure not to burn the garlic to avoid a bitter taste in the dish)
*Add the chicken pieces and brown them for a few seconds
*Add water and oyster sauce
*Cover and let it simmer for about 10 minutes, or until the chicken is cooked
*Add the carrots and young corn, let simmer for a few minutes
*Add the pechay stalks and leaves
*Sprinkle your choice of seasoning
Hubby loved this! And I felt like I was home again, with my parents and my sister – just like when we were all a few years younger.

Serendipity

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Serendipity is defined by Wikipedia as “the effect by which one accidentally discovers something fortunate, especially while looking for something else entirely.” I believe all of us lead serendipitous lives, we just have different ways of looking at how fortunate we actually are. I am not claiming to be a virtuous person who always sees the good side of things – but I’m trying my best to do so.
(Okay, enough explaining…I actually just LOVE the word “serendipity“!) 🙂 🙂 🙂
I’ve always loved the movie Serendipity (starring John Cusack and Kate Beckinsale). I guess I’ve always been a hopeless romantic-believing in soulmates, and that one person is destined to be with you no matter what challenges life brings you. I believe I met my husband through serendipitous circumstances, just when I was not looking for a relationship. But God had other plans, so here we are – newly-married, happy and embracing the adjustment period.
I hope to maintain this blog more faithfully than the ones I had in the past. This blog will be a bubbling pot of my thoughts, ideas, and everything I can suddenly think of and want to write about.
Hopefully I’ll be able to express my thoughts in a coherent way 😛