The Things We Do..

My lovey dovey told me in the car yesterday that he was enumerating the things that he does everyday to his boss. Apparently his boss told him that he cannot stay still and that he is always on the go.

His boss also told him, afterwards, that he is not to mention these to his boss’ wife.

He went on:

I stand up in the morning

Prepare your breakfast, eat my breakfast

Go take a shower

Get ready for work

Prepare our lunch

Take Sidney to the creche

Go to work

Work, work, work

Pick you up from work

Arrive home, talk a bit to Mam and Pap

Eat dinner together

Kiss Sidney goodnight

Cook dinner for the next day

Do the administration of expenses

Do the groceries online (Wednesday only)

Sit in the couch to watch tv and fall asleep

Go to bed at 12MN

Sleep.. And wait for the alarm to ring at 6am


And you?


Wake up at 6:20am

Take a shower, get ready for work

Eat the breakfast I made for you

Fix your bag with the lunch I prepared

Take the bus, go to work

Work, work

Wait for me to pick you up

Talk with Mam and Pap for a while

Eat the dinner I prepared

Change into comfortable pajamas

Go with Sidney to bed and read her bedtime story

Fall asleep there

Wake up and come back to kiss me goodnight

Go to bed between 10pm or 11pm

Wow! When he said it like this: I feel so lazy and useless! 😣😒

And he laughed!

However, he forgot to mention that in between all those “lines” that make me feel so pampered, I was the one taking care of our daughter:

Playing with her

Answering her questions

Preparing her and dressing her up for school

Brush her teeth

Comb her hair

Preparing her bag and things for the day

And just basically stay with her

.. While her Papa tramples away with the housework

(Weekends are different, by the way, except for the food part.  He doesn’t trust me with healthy food!)

I am a Filipino, after all, he said! (We just love too much rice and warm, streaming food – 3 x a day!)

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Ser o no ser.. 

Today I will write again.

I have to admit, there are times now where I always ask myself if some of the things that I do now are all worth it.

Is my new job all worth the tiredness, the fights with my husband, my falling asleep at 8pm and waking up again at 10pm to squeeze in a 15-minute “hi’s and hello’s” with the man I married, the not being with Sidney during the week all worth it?

And then I find myself saying to myself: “Perhaps I just do not know how to balance all of these things.”

There are still certain days – really good days – that I feel like I am on top of the world!

One thing is – ask me if I am doing ok in the morning and I will give you an honest to goodness answer: “I am fine.”

Ask me if I am ok in the afternoon and I will clap my hand once (and see you fall before my eyes!) (adapted from Daenerys Targaryen)

Don’t ask me if I am ok when you know that I feel like crap because I look like crap especially on a Friday!

So are all these things worth it?

To be honest, I don’t know..

I think so.

There are moments that I feel like I really messed up with a decision or 2 that I made for the team that day.

Some days I am just happy to know that I made somebody happy after a talk, or after a pat in the back.

Or after a friendly hug.

Or that I was able to make a difference.

For a person who was raised to try and do your best to help – playing safe at times actually means playing a hard game.

But I have to take the risk.

So are all this worth my back and pelvic pain?

I say yes.

After all, every day is a learning experience.

There are certain lessons that we have to learn the hard way.

I fight with my husband, yes. But because of these misunderstandings that I come to know him more and more each day.

We laugh together about the silly quarrels after that.

As for my daughter?  I think the hard part is knowing that she is growing up really fast. She certainly doesn’t want to be called “baby” anymore.  She will tell me “Ik ben een meisje mama! Niet een baby meer!” (I am now a little girl mama! I am not a baby anymore!)

Really. This is something Dutch.  (I will conquer it).

I call her baby still.  As her Papa calls her schatjepie.

She also has her own circle of friends at the creche that she loves to sing “Let it go” with and compare the Disney Princesses printed on their shirt.

So you see, I took a step back and let my career self take over a bit.  My family is still standing tall.




Today, I Conquered the Netherlands

After 3.5 years living in this fast-paced First World Country, I think I can fairly say that I conquered my fears and insecurities and is now a citizen of the Netherlands!

So long territorial boundaries! 😊 

I am conquering the world. 

It’s a small world after all. 😊



And oh, don’t get me wrong: I am a proud Filipina. Will always be a citizen of the Philippines! 👌