Mae was supposed to have given birth already, but all she ever had were a few minutes of labor, and they’d disappear and won’t come back until after a few hours. The baby’s already a 7+ pounder and all he wants to do is eat more I guess. He just keeps kicking until Mae munches on something. Definitely, we don’t want him growing as big as Kysa when she came out; at 9.4 pounds, normal delivery! (Yeah, my wife’s a wonder woman)
I can sense that she’s really tired and wants to get it over and done with. Even our daughter’s getting impatient. Her exams are about done, and tomorrow, we head back to CDO. My dilemma now is scheduling my paternity leave, because obviously, I couldn’t file for one before Mae gives birth. So we’ll see. I’m all excited to get home!
Each year, on Valentine's day, I usually surprise my darling wife with a letter/card, or a bouquet of roses. As it was a yearly thing, I knew she sort of expected these surprises; she'd look surprised, but I knew she wasn't really. Occasionally, she does get surprised. Like that time back in Cebu when I bought her a rather intricate bouquet of flowers. Her head spun when she found out how much I paid for it. Surprise! This year, however, is different. I was not able to prepare anything for her. I didn't get her anything, thinking that I'd just make up for it with dinner, or something. Yes, I didn't plan for this and I feel lousy actually. Last night, after my daughter gave me and my wife her home-made Valentine greeting cards, my wife started chiding me about what I was going to give her the next day. I gave her my usual "I'm not telling" smile and silently kicked myself. I wished I already had something ready, and I found myself already longing fo
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