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Lifeventure: Rocked by Mom-a-Baby

I. Babyhood-in-da-hood

English: mom and baby

English: mom and baby (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

“You watch me, ok? keep me safe, mama’s going to sleep, just look at mama :D” That’s what my mom said she would always say to me as a baby.

     I was never the type of kid to cried a lot, or the type that shouts and be very talkative. In a Psychological perspective, I’d say it was mainly because I was a Cesarean baby, I was cut out from the tummy and I never really got that “first hug” from my mother’s vag. That’s what my course dictates, and so  I was a shy baby, and I’d just drink up my milk every time the bottle is filled.

“Oh! Empty again? that’s your third bottle, no more milk for you, I’ll put water instead” Every time she does that she says that I don’t really finish my bottle and I leave some left so I still have something to drink. Maybe it was because it was plain with no flavor, or maybe it was because I was smart 🙂 don’t agree? ok we’ll go with no flavor then, it’s your story after all LOL.

     My mom told me that whenever she was washing clothes she would put my crib near the door so I can still see her, and I would just stand inside my crib, be quite and just watch what she was doing. I like saying that I was never a rowdy baby, because children these days are so high maintenance, I’m not saying that high maintenance babies are no good, I’m simply saying that I was some sort of a unique baby in our neighborhood, so unique that in just 8 months old I was already walking.

tiyanak

“Ahhhh! a Tiyanak! Help! Help!” A stranger shouted in the night while seeing me walk on my 8 month old baby legs towards her, she had thought that I was a monster because of my unusually very small height. And when my mom told me this, I thought awesome! I’d achieved a “strong foundation”  since I was a baby (I’ve always though as the feet as a form of foundation because I like seeing tall people).

     I was never a sick baby also, unlike my older sister who was always rushed to the hospital because of something, me on the other hand I was as healthy as an ox. It’s just the environment that got to me. One time when my mom just got to our house (because she’s from Cavite and my father lives at Makati) it was very filthy, to the worst of the worst, and that made my precious baby skin irritated and with sores, it was disgusting (my mom described it in Tagalog and I could not dare tell the words in English). My mom had to rush me to the hospital to get me cleaned up. “What kind of house do you have? Are you spawning rats and cockroaches there?! Poor baby, look at him, clean that house up! Don’t let your baby suffer any further skin diseases.” That’s what the Lady Doctor told my mom and my mom was very angry at my grandparents because of that, some of that anger still lingers until today, I can see it in her eyes every time she would tell me that story.

     I was fat though, not like chubby fat but fat-fat. I was a bloated baby. If only I could find some pictures, but my cuteness level would have to be an 8 out of 10. Yeah, despite the poor situation of our house (which was cleaned after the incident) I was a bouncing baby boy with a bottle in both hands. I loved my milk, my mom says that whenever I would get my bottle to drink, I would smile first at her and then drink the bottle, how cool is that? 😀 I’d like my baby to do that to me, it made my mom warm and fuzzy on the inside.

     I cherish my babyhood, I was independent-adorable, I would be able to put the cap back on my bottle and I would just be smiling quietly and looking at people, I never demanded anyone to come carry me, I just stand quietly and be myself.

     I always wonder why I was like that, and I wish my kid would be the same as me, I’d like it to be that way. My cousin’s baby is a very noisy baby, it’s a healthy noise, I guess she might even grow up to be a singer someday. haha! But I’m a guitar-singer :P.

“we can never be too sure what a baby will become until that baby grows up :D”

Next  II. Childhood-and-some-more-food

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Lifeventure: Introduction

Preface

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I’m going to do a series of reminiscing posts and such. My Devotional posts and Picture posts are at a different blog so if you’re wondering why I’m not posting my Daily Devs anymore, now you know 😀

Anyway, I decided to create a series just so I can vent out any emotions hidden inside of me, or just I could clear my mind up for things that are more important. Also when the day comes that I don’t have the capacity to remember these things because of all the things I’m doing in my life, It would be a shame not to be able to tell future relationships about the things I think of today.

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         It’s slightly weird that I’m typing this while I’m chatting with someone, I feel like my life’s been full of “multi-tasking” lately and that I really don’t have focus on things that would benefit me. It’s not that I’m stagnant or anything but I can be more productive than what I’m doing these days. Hopefully this blogging will help me gain conscious awareness or help me focus on some things and also clear up my mind about things. I keep saying things instead of ideas, that intrigues me. Hahah.

         Honestly to tell you (reader) I don’t really know what a Preface is, I just

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like to call this that, hopefully this is right. What to do next, How to do it, Why do I have to do it. Questions that linger in my head as I type this words, we’re getting deeper into the jungle that we call James’s Psyche. Hahah! Just kidding, this blog will be as light as a feather, though at times it may seem deep but mainly I want to talk about the fun stuff that happened to me, as much as possible, but I am expecting some drama along with inspiring thoughts as well, and I’m quite excited to be documenting my school life this coming school year. Because I’m heading a guild, it’s called CIA-Guild (Christ is the Answer-Guild) And I have a lot planned, hopefully with the anointing of God I may be used as an instrument for His glory.

So, basically this series is going to be about my childhood up until to where I am now, don’t worry though, I won’t be referring to previous posts to save new readers some read time. I’ll try and make each individual posts stand on its own so it can be read as it is.

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Hopefully this excitement won’t die out as the days go by. God Bless you all :D.

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