Slow it down, make it stop, or else my heart is going to pop

So one day we took a break from the usual white pambahay onesies and dressed the twins up for a photo op. I guess we were too excited to be stage parents we forgot that 3-week old babies (and prematures at that!) don’t exactly pose and intentionally smile for the camera.

So my husband and I ended up just watching them flail their arms, drool, and fall asleep in their colorful onesies and tiny ribbons while we went trigger-happy with our cameras. ‘Guess our babies are not ready for their modeling careers just yet. Haha.

I’m sooo in love!

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The great surprise inheritance from Lolo Bob

Earlier this year, when we found out we were pregnant with twins, we thought that it was a miracle because we didn’t have twins in both our lineage. Although being able to conceive twins (however way they were conceived) is still as miraculous as it can get, we realized later on in our pregnancy that twins actually run in the family.

Specifically, in my Dad’s side of the family.

Apparently, we have a couple of distant relatives in my father’s side who have twins.

I’ve always been thankful to have inherited my Dad’s genes, but now I realize that these chubby, choleric genes I carry are actually twin-bearing genes too! Thanks, Dad!

I wish Dawn & Rain could have met their Lolo Bob, the genetic reason why there’s two of them. But I’m glad that death couldn’t get in the way of them knowing him. Someday we’ll tell them stories about their Lolo and they’ll know that they’re part of a line of brilliant, charming, twin-bearing, Jesus-loving people.

Happy  birthday, Daddy/Lolo! We love you.

Love as I see it

We’ve come a long way. For years we were in a long distance relationship, bridging the timezone and the distance between New York and Manila with Skype calls, online flower deliveries, and lots and lots of prayers and patience. But now we’re finally together, in our second year of marriage, and awaiting the coming of our twin girls!

Love is such a broad term, and in my life I’ve experienced it in various forms and ways. But nothing has given LOVE more human meaning to me than thisGod bridging time and distance, and making a family out of two people in love.

Thank you Island Rose, for being part of our love story. 

Our baby shower, part 1: Showered with lots of love.. & calories!

It all began with my husband wanting to throw me a surprise baby shower with our church family, except that he couldn’t handle the pressure of the preparations so he ended up spilling the beans to me himself. I love that he tried, really, but I was glad that he told me because I didn’t want a surprise! If anything, I wanted to be able to pick what we’re going to wear (LOL) and be part of the preparations.

Everything turned out well, after all. :)

So I did as much as I coulddesigning invites, giveaways and stickers; ordering paper straws; browsing Pinterest for ideas; hand-lettering labels, you know, stuff I can do within the confines of my laptop and desk. But my involvement was little compared to my dear fairy godmothers‘ labor of love.

I don’t know how to pull off throwing a party without Mae. She did a great job organizing the whole thing—making sure that we get the items in my wish list, inviting loved ones and friends, putting the program together, and filling the venue with pinterest-inspired paper pompoms, cupcake labels, japanese lanterns, and buntings. Hands down! It was the prettiest baby shower ever.

Fresh (of Josiahs’ Catering), who once did magic on our wedding day, got carried away once again and made a little desert heaven out of our little party. There were too many deserts—cupcakes, macarons, eclairs, meringues, cream puffs—I wasn’t even able to taste everything! That is, besides the fact that my husband was watching out my sugar and calorie intake, LOL.

Ivy helped with souvenir print outs and setting up my baby registry while she’s doing her own wedding preps.

I have the awesomest friends.  Continue reading “Our baby shower, part 1: Showered with lots of love.. & calories!”

This weekend on Instagram: our first wedding anniversary

Obligatory instagram post of our weekend at Canyon Woods Resorts:

(1) For the first time the whole week, the sun was shining brightly and we spent our weekend without a hint of dark skies and rain! (2) We woke up on our first morning with sun rays through our room’s glass windows, what a sight! (3) We had our breakfast of eggs and bacon with a beautiful view on the side; (4) ..and we can’t help but stare at the two empty seats in front of us, thinking that soon enough, two little girls will occupy those seats; (5) I’m so thankful my husband is a good swimmer. I’ve always loved swimming, and I’m glad to have someone who’s game to swim anytime! (6) The indoor pool was practically the highlight of our stay, we had it all to ourselves the whole time we were there! Seriously, no other guests but us! (7) My big bulge didn’t stop me from swimming, yeah! (8) Posing by the highway, just because; (9) Pretty casitas by the lake, one of which was our love nest for the weekend; (10) Gotta love having a husband who’s ready with a camera all the time; (11) Waiting for our ride back home, after 3 days of rest; (12) Pasalubongs from Tagaytay.

We couldn’t help but compare how different this August was from last year. How we were surrounded by lots of people, family and friends, on our wedding day and on the days before and after it. This time, celebrating our first wedding anniversary, it was just two of us. And it was really just the two of us, literally, as it seemed like we were the only guests in Canyon Woods that time. The only times we’re reminded that we’re not alone were those moments when I feel tiny kicks in my belly, and we realize that we have two little girls tagging along wherever we go.

The place was beautiful, the moments were precious, and it was just the kind of weekend where we keep marveling at how huge and how wide God’s love is. And yet, in His Greatness, He’s still mindful of the personal details and the little things in these small and short lives we live.