Manic Digiscrapping

Because of the recent pics taken of the Monkey Kids, I am manic digiscrapping. It was great that they were all dressed up and hammit it up for the cameras. It's even a lot easier to get them all to smile for the cam now.

Great thing my hard disk is great and I have some sort of online storage in my Smugmug account. I really don't know what will happen if I ever lose my pictures. And pictures really seem to say more after they're digiscrapped. Mind you, am no great shakes at it, which is why I love freebie kits.

I made some layouts for a friend who's a new Mom. I love digiscrapping for newborns and girls!!!

Lourdes' Like a Virgin Pose

Madonna's firstborn is coming into her own... and could she be following in her mother's footsteps too? The little girl has been joining her mother onstage and recently recreated mommy's Like a Virgin pose.



Am not quite sure whether I like it or not. Sure she's cute and looks a lot like Mommy Madonna... but I dunno. Madonna has started disturbing me lately with her choices.

Source: babyrazzi

Postponed EB

Supposedly, Plurk Moms are meeting at Mega Mall today for some gab fest from lunch to heaven knows when. Unfortunately, two suddenly had important family affairs, another one's child got sick and another one's Mom is being threatened by cancer. I decided to call it off so that we can all just focus on where we have to be (in my case, since they were supposed to cheer me up from missing hubs, that would be at National Bookstore).

I know that Plurk is not a chat software per se but we've been using it as one. And yes, it helps that our Twitter, Facebook, Multiply and even Friendster (I think) accounts all get updated too with our plurks. I love Plurk. And i've come to depend on the social life I get from it, even if I have to make do with EBs that are few and far between.

Some Germs Is Good

Moms want the best for their children. And we all want to protect them from harm. The boom in bottled water is testament to that. Before, we'd only boil tap water for their ees, now people boil mineral or distilled water. Some even buy the Dr. Edward's kind that costs twice for the same amount.

Unfortunately, too much of a good thing can be too much as well. Nobody wants diarrhea to serve as a colon cleanser to tots who don't need one but some of those who grow up with super sterile evrything end up being hit the worst by common germs. So easing your child into less sterile stuff may do him good. I don't mean parents should feed them mice droppings and the like, but easing them into plain mineral water (or even tap water if it's proven safe) and introducing foods prepared in different ways can be a start. Also, at a certain point, ease up on disinfecting his toys with alcohol. And do allow them to play in the sand.

Nursing In Public

Just would like to share a helpful article on Nursing in Public written by a fellow LATCHer.

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I only really had an issue about breastfeeding in public when I was doing it the irst few times, and mostly because I didn't want to embarass my husband about his wiffe being so exposed.

I later realized that I wasn't really that exposed anyway... because my son's head covers my breasts. And pervert is the person who will stare :D So I stopped using my breastfeeding bras and just lifted my shirt/top and used my old brassieres. And I took to heart what the LATCH women said: to make it part of our advocacy to bring back nursing in public to our culture.

Breastfeed for the Right Reasons

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Oh and if it's not too much to ask, please Be a LATCH Fan in Facebook.

Spanking Out Of Fear

I was ashamed of what I did. Spanking because I was scared was wrong but I was really, really mad with fear when my son tried climbing up to where the stove is to watch eggs boiling. He could have had a serious accident.

I screeched and started shaking there and then. Fortunately, I only gave my son one good smack and had the presence o mind to put him down already. He cried but more because of hearing me screech :D

But really, after the spanking, I felt so bad. I think my blood pressure shot up because I had the shakes for almost an hour, I felt nauseous and dizzy and I had a pounding headache. Stress. Major stress. And guilt. My mind need not tell me I did something awful because my body was already doing the telling.

Sigh.

Thankfully, my son was sweeter after the episode. I think his guardian angel told him that Mommy loved him still and wrong it might have been, my reaction was still purely out of love for him.

But yes, I have revisited my parenting ways so I could be a better one.

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Karma struck when one of my son's favorite books struck a nerve on my foot and resulted in major swelling and limping and pain and discomfort over the long weekend.