Six months

When I started this blog, I said I was going to post at least once a month. Oh well. It's been six months since my last post. When you come home from work, writing a blog is the last thing you'd like to do if you have a 2 year old kid whose favorite word is mommy mommy mommy.

Anyway. We moved to our new home last October 3 (pictures later, when I get Arvin to take decent pictures). This was a week after typhoone Milenyo. Ang galing ng timing di ba? We had the place blessed last week, January 6. Very small affair. Just us, Manang, Chrissy, Arvin's parents, the maids, the kids, the priest (Fr. Paul from St. Francis Parish just blocks away from us), pansit from pansit lucban and dessert from Becky's.

This week, Joaquin's yaya is on vacation, so I'm on leave. Don't mind doing the housewife bit. Can get tiring though, when you have 2 kids crying because the bigger one won't share the toy so the small one cried. And what do you do? Take the toy away from the bigger one so now he's crying, and they're crying a chorus (CHORUS, no longer duet -- magnified when they do it together). Donah (Joaquin's yaya) is back on Tuesday. Looking forward to seeing her again.

Work is work. Arvin's in a new project and am in semi-hell by association. His late nights have a direct impact on my sleep as I have to deal with two kids (babies, reallly) by myself until he comes home. (I try not to bother the yayas since they took care of both kids the whole day). His cranky days obviously have a direct effect on me also. So I have offered to do help him out with something that will take one thing off his list of to-dos. I suppose that's what wives are for.