May 11, 2009

That is not what a baby looks like. That is a little girl right there.
(This was taken 2 months ago, she has lost a bit of weight since then. She has also grown a bit taller)

My mom expressed her surprise at how talkative Andrea is. You see while playing she keeps on talking about what she’s doing and what’s happening. She does the same while watching TV. She tries to talk to whoever is taking care of her and tells that person whatever is going to happen with Dora or Blues Clues.

The funny thing about her is that she gets seriously excited as she tries to tell us what will happen before they happen. When we don’t understand what she’s trying to say she would repeat it around 3 times. Then if it still fails she will try to find another way of saying it. I actually love how interactive this baby has become.

My mom said that she understand how she can be so talkative when both Ruy and I are so quiet. (no, there’s no need for ancestry dna testing just yet. we’re certain she’s ours) I am quite surprised that she finds my quiet I have never seen myself as quiet.

This is not the first time I’ve been called quiet too. My lola’s sister has called me the woman with a few words. I was also considered quiet at work. I almost burst out laughing when I realized that the reason I don’t find myself quiet is cause I have conversations with myself all the time. hahaha. PSYCHO!

Sorry for the delay. My mother’s day weekend was crazy and I didn’t really have much time to update this blog in between the food preparations, shopping, etc.

Let me talk about my mom. I very rarely mention my mom in this blog. I really don’t have any reason not to, I guess I just have this image of my mom as a very private person.

Ruy just reminded me a few weeks ago about how lucky I am with my mom. I thought hard and I realized that yeah, my mom’s pretty cool. Here’s some trivia about my mom.

• She would take me to bars at 8 yrs old.
• She let me drink wine at around 13…it was just there at home all the time. It made me not so excited to get drunk at parties (unlike my classmates).
• She told me that I had to have my gums coterized (burnt) to make it smaller, if I didn’t want to do that I better practise smiling properly. I did! My smile now does not show my gums anymore despite my tiny teeth.
• She’s a dentist and when her patients are her relatives she goes crazy…she obsesses over our whiteheads and blackheads. She wants to remove those too.
• She still finds it hard to get used to having 2 daughters. When she goes to the grocery she only remembers to buy for one of us.
• She has this constant urge to help everyone. I don’t know why.
• She gets into the most insane conversations with beggars, gas attendants, etc. For example during the Edsa Dos period she would provoke reactions by asking beggars “Kawawa naman si Erap ano?” (she was anti-Erap ah) and then the beggars would start professing their support for Erap.
• She has charity days when all she does is work on the teeth of maids, drivers, guards, janitors, etc.
• She gets urges in the most insane hours. She once stood up at 3am to fix her cabinet. The scary part? I find myself with the same urges.
• She EATS A LOT! The only reason why she doesn’t gain weight is because she exercises around 2-3 hours a day.
• She used to have a dance called the Spider Dance. It’s the funniest thing I’ve ever seen. Her arms would be flailing up and down…she would be running around the room and her head is bobbing from side to side. She can’t dance…but she belly dances. I don’t know how she managed to do that.
• She has such a low voice. We all sound alike over the phone though. My grandmother can’t tell us apart. I have a higher pitched version than she does.
• She didn’t know I could speak in English till I was around 11. I refused to speak in English till I was 11.
• She has a cyclical style. She goes from hippie, 70s, classic, trendy, missionary look. She’s currently in her missionary look. I HATE IT. I feel like it’s a waste of all of God’s gifts for her. That’s why I bought her a dress for mother’s day.
• She has the worst pose when she knows her picture is being taken. That’s why she doesn’t look as pretty in pictures. I took the picture above was taken without her knowledge, she was not able to pose that’s why she looks nice. Hahahah.
• She gave me a huge make-up kit when I was 11. All my friends were green with envy. Their moms wouldn’t even let them wear lip glosses and my mom gave me make-up!
• She got me addicted to hair colors. She told me that my features are so dark that I need lighter hair to make myself look nicer.
• She can cook, but she forgets her recipes. Up to know I’m still craving for the stuffed bell pepper she cooked when I was in high school. She claims never to have cooked such a thing. AAAARRRRRGGGGHHH.
• She would take me with her when she would go out with friends. She would also take me with her when she would go to classes. This probably explain why I’m more comfortable with older people than people my age.
• She is unlike all normal mothers…trust me. Yet she is motherly in her own unique way.
• She is one of the strongest people (not physically ah) I know.
• I don’t look like her.
• I hate how I didn’t get her height, her color, her built. I’m happy I didn’t get her hair…hahaha
• I think she’s an awesome dentist cause she’s so artistic. She also is very gentle and very clean. I have tried some of her colleagues and I swear my mom’s awesome.
• Her mind never stops churning out to do lists for everyone around her.  She somehow hates seeing other people idle…
• She can sleep and eat all day.

So that’s my mom!