Archive for 2010

It’s Sale Season and my Wallet is Empty

Wednesday, July 28th, 2010

We went to a mall earlier today and there I noticed that once again, it’s sale season. I felt some kind of excitement in my heart, that kind that I’m sure most of the women can relate to whenever we see that red sign up on store windows.

Aaaahh!!!! Sale!!! :D

But that excitement lasted only for a few minutes. Reality suddenly set in for me: It doesn’t matter, Thammie. You have no more budget this month for those things. “Live like no one else, so later you get to live like no one else”, remember??

In the lines that would follow, I shall be pouring my heart out to you.

Earlier today I felt something I haven’t felt in a long, long time. All of a sudden I found myself thinking a whole bunch of “what if’s?”

“What if I chose to work?”

“What if I had chosen to focus on earning more money?”

“What if I had more money and could just buy anything I wanted?”

“What if I…..?”

Some of those what if’s didn’t even make any sense to me, but they came to mind any way.

And then I started imagining what it would be like  to be able to afford anything I wanted in life. To be able to give away huge amounts of money and not have to think twice. To be able to spend and not feel guilty. To be able to travel all I want, anytime I wanted to.

And then I asked myself, “Would those things really make the difference for you?”

I didn’t think so.

Those are all stuff. And they will always remain as such—just stuff. They are inanimate and therefore have no capability whatsoever to give us lasting satisfaction. Temporary gratification, maybe. But true, lasting contentment? No. Never.

Contentment is a heart issue, and therefore cannot be resolved by external things. It is only when our hearts our filled with and by a person that we get to experience real contentment. And by “a person” I mean the One who has withheld nothing from us– not even His life, that we may be able to receive all the riches and blessings that have been prepared for us. It is something that can only come once we realize that our Heavenly Father has assigned us our portion and our cup, that He  has made our lot secure (Psalm 16:5); That it is He who will fulfill His promise that no good thing shall He withhold from those whose walk is blameless (Psalm 84:11); That every good and perfect gift comes from Him (James 1:17).

My next thoughts were:

“Lord, thank you that it is you who gives me and my husband the ability to produce wealth.”

“Thank you that it is you who satisfies me.”

- Thank you that though I cannot buy all the shoes and bags I want, at least I even have shoes and bags.

- Thank you that everyday I get to wear decent clothes.

- Thank you that my family is healthy.

- Thank you that though I do not usually get to eat in all the good places I want to eat in, that I still get to enjoy food— more than three times a day!

- Thank you for a loving and hardworking husband.

- Thank you for two lovely girls who have great destinies.

- Thank you for wonderful loyal friends and spiritual family.

- Thank you for a loving family.

- Thank you for the privilege of leading a church who is set on loving you and obeying you.

- Thank you for surrounding us with awesome people who constantly remind us of your love.

- Thank you for your faithfulness.

- Thank you for your unconditional love.

- Thank you for your abounding grace.

Finally, brothers, whatever is true, whatever is noble, whatever is right, whatever is pure, whatever is lovely, whatever is admirable—if anything is excellent or praiseworthy—think about such things.” (Philippians 4:8)

It’s amazing how our minds can so easily become consumed by the cares of this world, and what the world considers “of value”.

How important it is to “take captive every thought to make it obedient to Christ” (2 Corinthians 10:5b) and to “give thanks in all circumstances” (1 Thessalonians 5:18a).

I like how the apostle Paul put it:

“I know what it is to be in need, and I know what it is to have plenty. I have learned the secret of being content in any and every situation, whether well fed or hungry, whether living in plenty or in want. I can do everything through him who gives me strength.” (Philippians 4:12-13)

Again….Thank you, Lord. :)

Always Daddy’s Girl

Wednesday, July 28th, 2010

I’m not sure if a lot of people know this, but I AM a daddy’s girl. I grew up thinking that if ever I do get married, that man had to be just like my dad. Amazingly, in more ways than one, Dennis does have the characteristics I love and respect most about my dad. When I am with them, I always feel like the most secure, accepted, significant, and beautiful girl in the world! They both go out of their way to let the people around them feel loved and important. My dad and Dennis would always tell their friends how I make them look good, but the reality is, my dad and Dennis ACTUALLY make me better.

I grew up having great memories with my dad. As busy as he was because of his medical practice, he made sure he spent quality time with me– he MADE time for me. I blame part of my being a nerd on him (yes, NOW I’m admitting I am KIND OF nerd-ish), not only because he himself is a nerd, but because he used to go home bringing me one “installment” per day of a set of encyclopedia (one book each day). At that time, he made it seem like it was the most expensive and most wonderful gift in the world! :)

He was also my first sunday school teacher. At a very young age, my dad taught me about the Bible. I would not forget the very first memory verse he taught me that made me want to make sure I was going to be with God in heaven when I leave this earth: “In my Father’s house are many rooms; if it were not so, I would have told you. I am going there to prepare a place for you.” (John 14:2)…I guess as a child I imagined having that magic castle in heaven prepared just for me– and I wanted that! :)

As I entered high school, my dad all the more made sure that he spent more time with me. Several nights in a week, even if it was a school night, he would bring home doughnuts and we would have coffee or milk to go with it. Until now, I NEED to have sweets to go along with my coffee– it’s simply a MUST. :)

My dad is one of the most affectionate men I know. He doesn’t feel the least bit awkward to express his emotions to his children. From when I was a little girl up until when I was in college (and until now!), he would always let me know how proud he was and how much he loved me. Because of my relationship with my dad, I never felt the need to look for affection and acceptance anywhere else. I had more than enough at home. :)

When Dennis was pursuing me and I had my doubts as to whether or not I would say yes to him, it was my dad who helped me sort through my thoughts, fears, and emotions. He was there to guide me, and is still guiding me until now. He understands my thought processes and the ways of my emotions, thus is able to give me wise counsel a lot of times. :)

My dad may have not realized it at that time– and maybe he still does not know it, but all those little, seemingly insignificant times he invested in me has made all the difference in the person I am now. The relationship he DELIBERATELY built with me has had probably the biggest impact as to how I relate with other people now. The character and values he taught me has created the platform upon which I could best glorify God in every area and every season of my life. I live a blessed life today, because my dad has shown me what it means to obey God and honor Him as my Lord. :)

Dads, please don’t ever make the mistake of thinking that those ten minutes of story-telling time you spend every night with your children would not have an impact in their lives. Please don’t ever think that those short three to five sentences worth of prayers would not significantly change their destinies. Please don’t belittle the times when you put aside your computer just to be able to look your children in the eye as they ask you the most senseless questions….because I am living proof that those things do in fact make a difference. Papa, I love you so much. Saying thank you is not even enough to express the deep gratitude that I really feel in my heart. :)

I am NO MARTHA STEWART

Thursday, July 8th, 2010

When you think about homemaking and all the lovely things that are involved, one name always comes to mind— Martha Stewart. Anybody who has ever dreamed of having a nice cozy house certainly knows who Martha Stewart is. She has mastered her craft and has succeeded in building her name as the one who has perfected the art of homemaking.

Out of curiosity, I googled her name and checked to see how her family is. I am already sure that her house looks perfect and is most probably free of any kind of bug/insect. Perhaps she even doesn’t remember what dust” is. What I was curious about was her marriage. How is her relationship with her husband? Is she serving her well? How is her relationship with her daughter? Did she raise her well?

I then found out that yes, she has perfected the art of housekeeping. But homemaking? She has not quite succeeded in that area yet. Of course, all of us would always have a lot to learn about building a family. I don’t think one can ever perfect that, since we are talking about dealing with imperfect individuals. But I find it a bit ironic that the woman we all know as the one who has perfected the art of homemaking actually still needs to work a lot on making a real home for her family.

No matter how much I love the idea of having a perfectly-beautiful house, ultimately it is my family I am accountable for. I am accountable for how I serve and support my husband. I am accountable for how I train my kids in accordance to God’s Word. I am accountable for how much of a blessing our family is to the community and how we, as a family, honor God with how we live our lives.

At the end of the day, a beautiful house will be just that— a beautiful house. A beautiful home, however, with a family that is in tact and lovingly serving God together— is something that will surely leave a God-honoring legacy and touch many lives. May we not confuse homemaking with home-making… The latter being the higher goal.

Of course, having perfectly-pressed linens and perfect-smelling rooms in the process wouldn’t hurt! :D

Running On Auto Pilot

Monday, July 5th, 2010

It is 1:06 a.m. and I am writing just to share how tired my whole body is now.

I worked on our kitchen today. Not quite done yet, but I think I just need one more day to get that part of the house over and done with. I noticed that I have a lot of plates and utensils. It’ll be a nightmare to pack it all up and find a way to store them all, but I really don’t think I am ready to part with any of them just yet… and it’s not because they are expensive because most of them were really cheap finds. I just love the whole idea of having people over and enjoying friends’ company over food. If there is one other thing I am excited about in this whole moving-house thing, it is the fact that our house will be a lot more accessible to friends, which would hopefully mean they can come over more often.

Decisions, decisions….

To keep or to let go??

Paper plates or somewhat nicer plates??

Decisions, decisions….

I’m sure people won’t mind if they eat off paper plates. I’m sure it’s the company that counts (and of course, the food).  BUT still…. hehe :) Let’s see.

I was hoping this blog would end with something insightful that can be of help to you, but sorry. There are just those days when you start running on autopilot and all available neurons decide to stop firing. This is one of those days. :)

*Blagag!* ZZzzzzz……..

Choice and Wellness: Nestle Wellness Expo 2010

Sunday, July 4th, 2010

I want to confess something I am semi-addicted to that I am afraid I am starting to pass on to my children: my love for cold, heaping Milo with lots of buo-buo (translation: already-insoluble granules).

Ever since I was a kid, I have been introduced to Milo and I could say I have mastered the art of enjoying this drink. And no, I don’t just drink it for the purpose of having some chocolate milk to drink— I savor it. I enjoy its every taste. I drink it and take it in… and then I scoop out every drop left on my cup.

Okay, hold on. I better stop. I’m starting to crave again.

Breathe in, breathe out….

Why did I start writing about Milo again?

Oh yes. The Expo.

Imagine my glee when I went to attend Nestle’s I Choose Wellness Expo at SM Megamall yesterday. The first booth I saw was Milo! Of course, I just had to line up and get my free “taste” (heehee as if I don’t know how it tastes like yet!). I was also excited to find out that they now offer Milo for adults. Again, I had to go get my free taste. “For assessment purposes“, I told myself. I wanted to see if it tasted any different from the “normal” Milo we grew up with. Overall, the taste is the same, except it was a little less sweet, which is a good thing, I guess. :)

Yay!

My kids are still scared of mascots, so ako nalang! :)

At the risk of sounding sentimental, I really got nostalgic when I visited the many different booths and activity areas yesterday. I realized that almost all the brands I grew up with are from Nestle. It is also quite a delight to learn that they are now advocating wellness for the family. I listened to some of the talks given yesterday and brought home three short points that I think we can all learn from, not just in the area of wellness.

1. Wellness is a choice.

…. So are all other things in life.

2. We need the support of those around us to be able to sustain our choice.

…. Thus, the importance of surrounding ourselves with people who will build us up and can speak into our lives.

3. We need to enjoy our journey to wellness.

…. As it is with our lives, we need to enjoy every season life brings us….and learn in the process.

Since we are in the topic of enjoying already, I’d like to share with how I choose to enjoy my Milo.

NOTE: This really has nothing to do with being healthy, but I promise you— IT’S REALLY GOOD!!!! Hehe! Enjoy! :D

Top Books on Parenting

Thursday, July 1st, 2010

Here are the top three books that have greatly helped me in preparation for having my first baby, and which I reviewed in  preparation for my second.

Babywise – I think a great part of how I kept my sanity through the first years with Alyanna and Mikaela were the principles I learned from this book.

Secrets of the Baby Whisperer- This book contains some very practical tips on how to somehow make out your baby’s cries and needs.

The Official Lamaze Guide- Childbirth is something that us women were designed for, and this book helped give me confidence as I prepared to give birth via Lamaze to both of my girls.

What’s on your list?

More books at http://www.bookworm.ph/products-page/

How NOT to create a Monster: Disciplining Kids

Monday, June 28th, 2010

Today Alyanna and I had a very dramatic mother-daughter moment. As much as I want to say that it was all a sappy and sweet kind of drama, it wasn’t. Rather, it was a moment when I wanted to just yell at her and get mad. I felt so disrespected by her. She talked as if she was a rebellious teenager and just couldn’t tolerate it. I was sad, hurt, confused, frustrated….My system just wanted to blow.

“I’ve created a monster!”

I’m sure Alyanna felt the same way. I’m sure she felt as if she just wanted to yell and get mad at me, too. I’m sure she talked the way she did to let me know she didn’t like not having her way. She felt as if she knew what she wanted and that she was right and I was wrong for not allowing things to go her way.

In her eyes, I was the monster.

Our drama lasted for almost an hour, I think. Almost an hour of crying, time-outs, talking, discplining, and then afterward, reconciliation. I did not want to be the one to discipline her because I did not want to communicate any frustration or anger to her. I asked Dennis to intervene, and so he had the disciplining part covered. When Alyanna’s pride was finally broken and she was sincerely sorry for the way her heart was and the way she acted, I talked to her. She asked me to teach her and to always remind her to be respectful and loving. I told her for me to able to teach her she had to remove pride in her heart, and allow me to speak into her life and remind her.

Out of the blue, Alyanna asked me, “Mom, how do I get to Heaven?”

*TEACHABLE MOMENT ALERT!*

I told her how all of us have a black heart because of our sin. I told her how Jesus came and died on the cross so that we can be forgiven of our sins and so that we can be saved and be with God in heaven. I told her how all of us, including mommy and daddy, need Jesus to come into our lives and change our hearts. I asked her if she wanted to ask Jesus to come into her heart and forgive her,  give her a new white Alyanna heart and change her. She said yes. We prayed.

Of course, this conversation (and the drama prior to it) went on longer than how I am relaying it now. I just want to spare you the lengthy details.

*FAST FORWARD TO PRESENT DATE*

It’s been a couple of days now and I have seen how Alyanna’s temperament has changed, and how it is easier for her to extend kindness and love to those around her. A few days ago, she told her aunt how Jesus has given her a new Alyanna heart.

She has understood. Apart from what Jesus has done on the cross, all of us have monstrous tendencies because of sin. Only by the power of what Christ has done on the cross can we be changed and given a new heart– a heart that knows how to love, forgive, hope, and be selfless.

I remember that a few nights before our drama took place, Dennis and I prayed that Alyanna would understand what Jesus has done for her and that she will accept Him as her Savior and Lord. I didn’t expect God’s answer to come so soon (a day or two after), but it just goes to show how God wants to reveal himself even to our very young children. It just goes to show how much He loves them and how He really is partnering with us as we parent our children.

Parents, let us be diligent in praying for our children, and let us be keen on seizing teachable moments. If I had allowed my emotions to rule, I wouldn’t have been able to show grace and forgiveness and compassion. I would not have seen the opportunity to minister to the heart of this little girl, and to hear her cry for a Savior.

Thank you Lord for working in my heart AND in my child’s heart. Thank you for saving us from our monstrous selves and for the grace to live lives that will please you. :)

The Guilty Mother

Thursday, June 17th, 2010

Wow. I feel like I’ve been out of touch with civilization for a long time! (Well, it has been quite some time actually.) I was surprised to see that it’s been a week since I last dropped by.

Let’s see….so many stories to tell, so many blogs to write! Where do I start??

Oh! I can start by letting you know how glad I am to finally be back home, “reunited” with my love! (eep! cheesy!) Haha! One thing Dennis said when I got back was “Hindi na mauulit ‘to ha.” (This can not happen again.– emphasis intended) My trip was the longest one away from Dennis to date, and both of us are in agreement that we have no intention of breaking that record.

I have to admit that since I took a long break from reality as I know it  (and from writing for that matter), it’s quite a struggle to get my brain to start working again. I told my good friend Belle the other day how guilty I’ve been feeling since I got back, because I feel that I really didn’t deserve the break I just had. I mean, I don’t really work as one would normally define “work”. Also, I’ve been feeling like I haven’t been teaching Alyanna and Mika anything that a hardworking, structured mom would, in a formal, structured setting. It’s so tempting to condemn myself for not only failing to do those things, but for not being able to blog, too! — Even if the main reason why I wasn’t able to set aside the time was because I just spent time with the kids and some of my in-laws in a place where there was no internet and no gadgets to distract me.

I am thankful for friends who knock me on the head when there’s a need to. My friend simply told me to stop feeling guilty, period. I listened and told myself the same thing:

Stop it!

Ooh, don’t I always hear myself say that to my kids. I tell you, it does help to tell ourselves the same thing at times.

Having talked to other moms, I have found that this guilty feeling is not as uncommon as I thought it was. I’ve always thought that it’s just me who has these guilt moments, when it seems that the most appealing thing to do is to sit and sulk about how I have failed to do what I was supposed to, how I have failed to measure up to the expectations that I have set for myself, based on what I think are other people’s expectations of me.

When I snap at my kids when they get all rowdy and for some reason do not have the ability at that time to obey me at once…..I’m tempted to feel guilty.

When I let them watch TV longer than what is recommended by the many childhood experts…..I’m tempted to feel guilty.

When the last time they got to sit and “study” in a classroom-simulated setting was….uh…..way too far back that I don’t even remember when the last time really was…. I’m tempted to  feel guilty.

When my two-year old still doesn’t know that indigo is also one of the colors of the rainbow, because I never took the time to show her the chart about rainbows…. I’m tempted to feel guilty.

When I eat more than I should, as I always do….I’m tempted to feel guilty. (Obviously, it stays that way– just tempted, but never enough to make me do something about it! haha!)

I could go on and on and talk about things that make me feel guilty. Most would most likely sound trivial, while some could also be really serious, valid concerns. Again, I just have to stop it.

Moms, I can say that our generation now is very blessed, in a sense that a lot of us are able to choose to stay at home and really be with our kids 24/7. I remember chancing upon a particular site a few months back that considered being a stay-at-home mom as an occupation. There is truth to it. As moms, we are on-call anytime, every time….any day, everyday. It is precisely for this reason that we can expect to “fail” to meet the bar at some point, sometimes.

Let’s admit it. We are not perfect and can never be. We have set the standard for “good motherhood” too high, because our well-meaning selves really just want nothing but the best for our kids. The truth of it all though, is that if we forever go after that “World’s Best Mommy” award, we most probably will just end up tired and again, guilty and frustrated with ourselves.

As my good friend puts it, “We can never be the best mom in the world, but we can be the best we can be as moms.”

So when after reading this, you once again feel tempted to feel guilty for staying on the internet longer than you should have, stop it.

Just stop it, forgive yourself, and move on.

Try again. :)

And then you can once again be reminded of God’s grace.

Thank you Lord, for your grace is sufficient for me as I parent my children, and that your power in them (and in me) is made perfect in my weakness. :)

Am I Beautiful? part 2

Sunday, June 6th, 2010

Alyanna: “Mom, Am I beautiful?”

Me: “Of course!!! You are sooo beautiful!”

Alyanna: “I’m beautiful even if I don’t wear make-up and wear nail polish?”

Me: *shocked*

Alyanna is just four years old and already she concerns herself with this. I don’t know what made her start to think that the only way for her to be beautiful is by putting on color– not just on her face, but even on her nails! I dread to think how erred her thinking would become if I do not make an intentional effort to speak the truth of God’s Word in her life starting NOW.

We take one look around and we see hundreds of billboards, TV ads, and magazines…all geared toward making us think that we need to look a certain way and dress in a particular fashion to look beautiful and be loved and appreciated. I apologize for having to use the term I am about to, but I hate how the world is so brilliant and creative in brainwashing us. I hate how the world is succeeding in dictating to us our sense of worth. I hate how we have allowed the world to set the standard for what is and what is not beautiful, what is and what is not good, what is and what is not right. I am using the word “us” because it’s not just our kids they are getting to. I find that I, too, have to constantly check my heart and remind myself of God’s Word and what He says He thinks about me, what He says about how He created me.

I don’t know about you, but I love my kids way too much and believe in the destinies that God has set in their lives to just allow the world to twist their minds and lie to them. I will not allow the world to steal their identity. I will not allow this world to dictate their worth. I will not hand them over to the systems of this world!

Whoa! Galit ka ba Thammie?? Hehe…Hindi naman. Nagpapaliwanag lang. :D

Parents, let us make an intentional effort to speak God’s truth into the hearts of our children every day. It is my prayer that God will give us the wisdom and creativity to be able to mold our kids’ ways of thinking according to God’s Word. I pray that we will be keen to identify areas in which our children need our assurance and affirmation, and that we will be proactive in ministering to their felt needs. I pray that as parents, we will be at the forefront of the battle for our children’s hearts and minds.

…..And all this is because of Alyanna’s one question. ;)

Health Bars

Saturday, June 5th, 2010

This was a conversation that took place this afternoon while Alyanna and I were baking:

ALYANNA: (while mixing the ingredients, smiles and says…) “Mommy, I’m happy.”

ME: “You are? Why are you happy?” *big smile*

ALYANNA: “Because you gave me a chance.”

ME: “A chance?”

ALYANNA: “Um-hm..A chance to mix. Thank you mommy!”

Now, I’m sure most of you can relate when I say that everytime we let our kids in on what we’re doing, it would surely take more time and more mess…but compared to the joy it brings us (and them), we just end up with a sigh and we say, “oh, well!”  :)

Anyway, here is a “recipe” (I’m not even sure you can call it that! The amounts I would place here are all based on my hands and eyes) of what we whipped up earlier:

HOMEMADE “HEALTH” BARS

2 cups oatmeal

1 cup bran flakes

1 cup chopped nuts

1/2 cup raisins

1/4 cup sesame seeds

4 tbsp wheatgerm

4 tbsp honey

a tiny amount of fructose (just to add some flavor)

a pinch or two of cinnamon

1/2 cup to 1 cup wheat flour (this, together with the water, is basically just to hold all the other ingredients together)

1/2 cup to 1 cup warm water

* Just mix all the dry ingredients (except flour), add the honey and fructose according to taste (not so much or it won’t be as “healthy” anymore), and mix in the flour and water last (I added this last so I can first make sure I liked the taste already).

* Mix everything well and spread out on a baking pan  (the ones we use for brownies would be perfect). I greased the pan with a little olive oil.

* Bake at 180 degrees for around 15 minutes.

* Let it stand and cool, then slice away! :)

This is super fast and fun to do. Mika enjoyed it because it had so much texture. And it was actually impromptu. Those were the only ingredients I had that I felt might be of use and good thing  it worked… somehow. :)