We drove the 30 minutes or so ride to Heerlen today. I was vaccinated with anti-bodies to combat Tubercolosis. It is necessary as my Mama is from the Philippines and accordingly, the disease is present there. My Mama and Papa were a bit hesitant as I will be vaccinated (injected again!!) but we found out that if I do not get it now before I am a year old, I will still get it – and will get it twice!! – when we go to the Philippines next year.
So there, I have a fresh injection in my left shoulder.
I cried, sure, but only for a minute (or even less), I think.
I am a strong baby. Just like my parents.
And oh! I was also able to say “Dai dai” and waved my hand today!! Mama was so happy! Papa was so proud of me!
Today the sun was shining. Mama brought me outside. I was grumpy almost the whole day and did not want her to leave my side. My two front teeth are really coming out now so you can understand my pain. Mama and Papa said that they are big!! I want them out so I can really start biting everyone, and of course, because the process is giving me pain.
Here are my photos from today.
Garden and I, 18-04
Here I am enjoying the sun!
The Sun and I
The very first flower I have held!
The Purple Flower
Mama was trying to place this yellow flower in my ear but I refused! I was always taking it, she said. She placed it on top of my head instead! (Naughty Mama!!)
Yellow flower in my head
How I love the sun!
The Sun and the Yellow Flower
A close-up look of the interesting thing called flower.
Interesting thing called Flower
I dropped it. 😦
Mama just does not want to give me the camera. I managed to grab the lens cover from her still! :p
Relaxing with the Lens Cover
The Castle of Alden Biesen
This afternoon, our Dutch class – headed by our teacher Frank Missotten – pooled 4 cars and drove the 15 minutes or so ride from Lanaken to Alden Biesen in Belgium. The Internationaal Vertelfestival is currently being held there. Of course, since we are learning Nederlands, we proceeded to the Dutch Story Telling Room.
Last Sunday, April 7, Papa and I were playing in the couch while Mama shoots away with her camera. Here I am looking at my father because he is the most beautiful man in the world for me.
Sunday Kisses with Papa
And I pulled Papa for a kiss!
Zoë attacks Papa
Why do you have a bigger nose Papa?
Attack to the Nose
Kissing Papa again but on a different angle.
Kissing Papa, yehey!
Taking a time-out while The Big Bang Theory Theme Song was playing on TV.
Watching The Big Bang Theory
Giving my father my “goodnight kiss” complete with drool!
My Goodnight Kiss
Judee and Cherry
I have been pondering on this topic for a long time now until recently this has been silently voiced out by a friend who is a world far from me but who is singing my same song.
We might be deemed as lucky souls or lucky women because we found the love of our lives (praying beyond faith that we did!) and that we have beautiful babies. Yes, this I won’t deny and without bathing an eye – we do! Our babies are just really perfect. (Now, I think no parent, father or mother will say that their child is not beautiful).
My Pinoy-Dutch Family
I am a mother to a half Filipino – half Dutch and almost a year old baby but really a toddler.
I am based in the Netherlands and working for HP Computers.
My University Diploma states that I am an Engineer. I never was. A little bit, maybe.
A trying-hard writer.
I walk funny because of my broken pelvis.
I am Cherry Mae. I am loved.
I was having a one on one talk with my man tonight when I broke down and cried.
I am really tired. I realized I am.
It started with “Are you okay? What is wrong?”
I have turned myself into a working woman, a student, a household servant, a distant sister/daughter/granddaughter, a disabled person, Zoë’s overly resposible mother and Armand’s evil witch! Yes, believe it or not, I did – or I am. I came to understand that I have been pushing myself hard this last few months that even the smallest and perhaps most nonsense wrong that I did and has been pointed out to me – I crack! And I stomp, and I chomp, chomp, chomp.