<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2677755865830500541</id><updated>2011-11-27T15:31:09.625-08:00</updated><category term='Personal'/><category term='cooking'/><category term='Medical'/><category term='People'/><category term='Emo'/><category term='cheating lover'/><category term='babies'/><category term='Marriage'/><category term='resolution plan'/><category term='xmas vacation'/><category term='baby'/><category term='healthy relationship'/><category term='family'/><category term='Love Story'/><category term='boxing'/><category term='Vacation'/><category term='health'/><category term='pregnancy'/><category term='yule tide season'/><category term='being pregnant'/><title type='text'>Baby Sath Ramblings</title><subtitle type='html'>My wife's day to day ramblings about me. Family matters for a new couple who is still in the 2 year stage of reasoning, understanding, couping, trusting and loving each other more. Care to enjoy or not that is up to you.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babysathramblings.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2677755865830500541/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babysathramblings.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Baby Sath</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12632923749155541276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1ovVxRa3q38/S0cuAsltbNI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/XU8eYyoB0g4/S220/125855459530884.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>23</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2677755865830500541.post-1292530792041491565</id><published>2010-01-05T22:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-05T22:55:12.030-08:00</updated><title type='text'>DJ's 7th monthsary b-day!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1ovVxRa3q38/S0QzhmSnAHI/AAAAAAAAAF8/r1xy8XltVdQ/s1600-h/DSCF7334.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1ovVxRa3q38/S0QzhmSnAHI/AAAAAAAAAF8/r1xy8XltVdQ/s400/DSCF7334.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423516503568220274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="caption" style="margin-top: 0px;"&gt;                                         &lt;p&gt;Its my son’s 7th monthsary birthday today! I almost forgot until my friend yuki asked me how old he is…He’s all grown up now and cant wait for his first birthday. Im very proud of myself raising a cute baby boy like him. I never knew im gonna make it this far. I never even liked a child so far but him. I never even carry a baby before but he was the first. I dont brag but raising a cute baby boy is just so special to me cause he is a heaven sent.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;We never even knew as couples that I was pregnant right before and after we got married. So, its a blessing in disguise as what they say. We were so afraid that we almost gave up our hopes on having a baby. He is everything to us. We love you my son and thank you for coming into our lives.&lt;/p&gt;                                    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2677755865830500541-1292530792041491565?l=babysathramblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babysathramblings.blogspot.com/feeds/1292530792041491565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2677755865830500541&amp;postID=1292530792041491565' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2677755865830500541/posts/default/1292530792041491565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2677755865830500541/posts/default/1292530792041491565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babysathramblings.blogspot.com/2010/01/djs-monthsary-b-day.html' title='DJ&apos;s 7th monthsary b-day!'/><author><name>Baby Sath</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12632923749155541276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1ovVxRa3q38/S0cuAsltbNI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/XU8eYyoB0g4/S220/125855459530884.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1ovVxRa3q38/S0QzhmSnAHI/AAAAAAAAAF8/r1xy8XltVdQ/s72-c/DSCF7334.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2677755865830500541.post-3676151375188672683</id><published>2010-01-05T06:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-05T06:07:05.798-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My baby's first tooth</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1ovVxRa3q38/S0NG_PSE9WI/AAAAAAAAAF0/1SKFRkLAYb8/s1600-h/DSCF8811.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1ovVxRa3q38/S0NG_PSE9WI/AAAAAAAAAF0/1SKFRkLAYb8/s400/DSCF8811.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423256428532266338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                         &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;This is my ever cutest baby boy, who had just his first tooth. Come to think of it, we never know until the tooth actually appears. It just come out and my baby didnt even experienced any dreadful pain, coughs,or any symptoms a baby experienced. I think that he can tolerate the pain he is in right now…:) Im so proud of him and even much happier because he is a strong baby boy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="caption" style="margin-top: 0px; font-family: times new roman;"&gt;                                    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2677755865830500541-3676151375188672683?l=babysathramblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babysathramblings.blogspot.com/feeds/3676151375188672683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2677755865830500541&amp;postID=3676151375188672683' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2677755865830500541/posts/default/3676151375188672683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2677755865830500541/posts/default/3676151375188672683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babysathramblings.blogspot.com/2010/01/my-babys-first-tooth.html' title='My baby&apos;s first tooth'/><author><name>Baby Sath</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12632923749155541276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1ovVxRa3q38/S0cuAsltbNI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/XU8eYyoB0g4/S220/125855459530884.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1ovVxRa3q38/S0NG_PSE9WI/AAAAAAAAAF0/1SKFRkLAYb8/s72-c/DSCF8811.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2677755865830500541.post-308745801343748589</id><published>2010-01-05T05:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-05T05:59:50.379-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chit chat</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Wife:&lt;/strong&gt;                         Be home early okay bhe?&lt;br /&gt;                                            &lt;strong&gt;Husband:&lt;/strong&gt;                         Yes bhe, I will. I love you too, babye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--This is our everyday goodbyes--&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2677755865830500541-308745801343748589?l=babysathramblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babysathramblings.blogspot.com/feeds/308745801343748589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2677755865830500541&amp;postID=308745801343748589' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2677755865830500541/posts/default/308745801343748589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2677755865830500541/posts/default/308745801343748589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babysathramblings.blogspot.com/2010/01/chit-chat.html' title='Chit chat'/><author><name>Baby Sath</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12632923749155541276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1ovVxRa3q38/S0cuAsltbNI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/XU8eYyoB0g4/S220/125855459530884.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2677755865830500541.post-9120287454623910443</id><published>2010-01-05T05:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-05T05:54:51.248-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Father and son</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1ovVxRa3q38/S0NEWCzk9GI/AAAAAAAAAFs/oRO2JLvRA3g/s1600-h/DSCF7389.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1ovVxRa3q38/S0NEWCzk9GI/AAAAAAAAAFs/oRO2JLvRA3g/s400/DSCF7389.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423253521785222242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"A father is a banker provided by nature"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2677755865830500541-9120287454623910443?l=babysathramblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babysathramblings.blogspot.com/feeds/9120287454623910443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2677755865830500541&amp;postID=9120287454623910443' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2677755865830500541/posts/default/9120287454623910443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2677755865830500541/posts/default/9120287454623910443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babysathramblings.blogspot.com/2010/01/father-and-son.html' title='Father and son'/><author><name>Baby Sath</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12632923749155541276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1ovVxRa3q38/S0cuAsltbNI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/XU8eYyoB0g4/S220/125855459530884.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1ovVxRa3q38/S0NEWCzk9GI/AAAAAAAAAFs/oRO2JLvRA3g/s72-c/DSCF7389.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2677755865830500541.post-8605876385361392727</id><published>2009-08-02T18:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-02T18:26:54.463-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='babies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal'/><title type='text'>To my son</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1ovVxRa3q38/SnY7gyAgivI/AAAAAAAAAFk/EuHqIuXLCUg/s1600-h/DSCF4467.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 358px; height: 269px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1ovVxRa3q38/SnY7gyAgivI/AAAAAAAAAFk/EuHqIuXLCUg/s400/DSCF4467.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365541440424282866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;To you my son, I will do everything just to make you happy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;When you come into this world, I didnt know what to do. I never touched&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;nor hold such baby as cute as you. You're the one who taught me a lot of things.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;Things I never imagine that I could do. You taught me how to be patient in all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;sorts of things. How thankful I am when GOD sent you to become a new member of&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;our family. You made us happy and made our lives more meaningful. Now that you are&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;here, there is nothing in this world that I could possibly wish for. Because you are the baby that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;I wished for. You made us forget all our worries and strife. You melt our heart and bring us joy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;Thank you for coming into our lives.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2677755865830500541-8605876385361392727?l=babysathramblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babysathramblings.blogspot.com/feeds/8605876385361392727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2677755865830500541&amp;postID=8605876385361392727' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2677755865830500541/posts/default/8605876385361392727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2677755865830500541/posts/default/8605876385361392727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babysathramblings.blogspot.com/2009/08/to-my-son.html' title='To my son'/><author><name>Baby Sath</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12632923749155541276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1ovVxRa3q38/S0cuAsltbNI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/XU8eYyoB0g4/S220/125855459530884.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1ovVxRa3q38/SnY7gyAgivI/AAAAAAAAAFk/EuHqIuXLCUg/s72-c/DSCF4467.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2677755865830500541.post-5684166606369551453</id><published>2009-08-02T17:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-02T17:45:02.538-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baby'/><title type='text'>Amazing Joy!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1ovVxRa3q38/SnYwk6bq7KI/AAAAAAAAAFc/JNqydsqUFBA/s1600-h/DSCF4318.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1ovVxRa3q38/SnYwk6bq7KI/AAAAAAAAAFc/JNqydsqUFBA/s400/DSCF4318.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365529416777264290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255); font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;Oh tiny little angel, so cute and helpless.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;So tiny yet never shy. When you need something&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;you just open your mouth and cry. When I look at you now&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;I just cant believe what i see, you look back smile at me.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;You are just smiling and I was so scared. Scared at what kind of mother&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;will I be. But you taught me how to be patient. You taught me everything&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;a mother should know. And I thank you for that. We thank you for coming into this&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;world. Welcome our tiny little angel.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2677755865830500541-5684166606369551453?l=babysathramblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babysathramblings.blogspot.com/feeds/5684166606369551453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2677755865830500541&amp;postID=5684166606369551453' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2677755865830500541/posts/default/5684166606369551453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2677755865830500541/posts/default/5684166606369551453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babysathramblings.blogspot.com/2009/08/amazing-joy.html' title='Amazing Joy!'/><author><name>Baby Sath</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12632923749155541276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1ovVxRa3q38/S0cuAsltbNI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/XU8eYyoB0g4/S220/125855459530884.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1ovVxRa3q38/SnYwk6bq7KI/AAAAAAAAAFc/JNqydsqUFBA/s72-c/DSCF4318.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2677755865830500541.post-359416135263100394</id><published>2009-01-23T17:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-23T17:53:50.930-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='babies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal'/><title type='text'>It's a BOY!</title><content type='html'>At last we really did it! Im finally having a baby boy. I just had my ultrasound last Tuesday and am very happy to say that the baby is healthy. Everything is normal according to my doctor. Im very happy to hear that coming from the doctor. My husband is very excited that he just had fever after finding that out. He was really sick at that time though but he was with me at the time of everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I already have a name for my baby. And do you what it is? Well, since we've tried having a baby ever since, I will name him right after his dad. JOHNYL BAHIAN CASINO JR. Unique name is'nt it? My husband has no choice but to agree with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mom cant wait for me to give birth. She said that she cant wait if the baby will look like me or my husband's. Its very funny because my mom still has all my baby clothes. Sad to say that my baby wont be able to wear my baby clothes. It would'nt be nice to see my baby wearing my clothes especially during christening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Month of May is nearly approaching and honestly I'm a bit scared and at the same time excited. I'm scared because this will be my first time and I really don't know the feeling of giving birth. Excited cause there will be a sixth family member in the house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My husband wants more kids. He said that we will be having a dozen. I dont know if its true or he is just being silly. As for me, I want one more and I hope that it would be  girl this time. I want it to be a girl and a boy. Two is definitely enough for me, I dont know about my husband's. Well, this will be a moment to remember and we definitely looking forward to it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2677755865830500541-359416135263100394?l=babysathramblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babysathramblings.blogspot.com/feeds/359416135263100394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2677755865830500541&amp;postID=359416135263100394' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2677755865830500541/posts/default/359416135263100394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2677755865830500541/posts/default/359416135263100394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babysathramblings.blogspot.com/2009/01/its-boy.html' title='It&apos;s a BOY!'/><author><name>Baby Sath</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12632923749155541276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1ovVxRa3q38/S0cuAsltbNI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/XU8eYyoB0g4/S220/125855459530884.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2677755865830500541.post-987765042600739811</id><published>2009-01-02T01:07:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-02T02:53:42.947-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='xmas vacation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='yule tide season'/><title type='text'>My 2008 Christmas experience</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.michaelsgreenhouses.com/images/Poinsettias2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 252px; height: 204px;" src="http://www.michaelsgreenhouses.com/images/Poinsettias2.JPG" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My Christmas was a blast even though we spent it in our house. My husband cooked a very delicious dinner for us while I was doing my favorite past time and that is watching TV. It doesnt matter anyways cause my husband really loves to cook. He did the groceries and not having enough sleep because of the chores in the house. It was a memorable christmas not because my husband was doing all the chores but because it was our first christmas as husband and wife.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After celebrating the yule tide season, we spent our christmas vacation at a province: a place where tourists enjoyed themselves by swimming on a very refreshing pool and just singing their heart out on a karaoke machine. My relatives and my neighbor was with us at that time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.victoriancottagetreasures.com/images/category/af1cef94377ceeb754eee0da1517d5dd.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 178px; height: 176px;" src="http://www.victoriancottagetreasures.com/images/category/af1cef94377ceeb754eee0da1517d5dd.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was also a very memorable christmas for my mom cause she fell down the stairs. I was really worried for her that I screamed at my husband for help. He quickly helped my mom and comfort her. My mom was very terrified that she cant believe what had happened. I just couldnt help but to scream cause It was me and my aunt who saw the incident. It was really terrible for my mom that she had bruises in her knees. My father and uncle came after enjoying themselves in the pool. My father was worried that he held my mom's hand and comfort her also.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was really a christmas to remember. Im glad I've spent it with my most loved people in my life. Not to mention the food that we prepared even though it was just a simple meal&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.emblibrary.com/EL/product_images/E2139.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 146px; height: 105px;" src="http://www.emblibrary.com/EL/product_images/E2139.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; but it was cooked by my husband. I was so full that I cant get up easily, seriously. That is how glutonous I am, really. Im not making this one up. I just love to eat this days cause I am pregnant. Pregnant woman loves to eat 24/7.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, that was my christmas experience last year and hope for another great yet unforgettable christmas this year. Christmas is best celebrated with family and friends, the ones that is close to your heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2677755865830500541-987765042600739811?l=babysathramblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babysathramblings.blogspot.com/feeds/987765042600739811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2677755865830500541&amp;postID=987765042600739811' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2677755865830500541/posts/default/987765042600739811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2677755865830500541/posts/default/987765042600739811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babysathramblings.blogspot.com/2009/01/my-2008-christmas-experience.html' title='My 2008 Christmas experience'/><author><name>Baby Sath</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12632923749155541276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1ovVxRa3q38/S0cuAsltbNI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/XU8eYyoB0g4/S220/125855459530884.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2677755865830500541.post-6577138905339466072</id><published>2008-12-23T05:52:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-30T08:17:50.879-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='resolution plan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal'/><title type='text'>My new years resolution plan</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1ovVxRa3q38/SVpEqzsuhuI/AAAAAAAAAE8/ZuyM2BJ2ZoA/s1600-h/nyr.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 164px; height: 143px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1ovVxRa3q38/SVpEqzsuhuI/AAAAAAAAAE8/ZuyM2BJ2ZoA/s400/nyr.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285612614895699682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New year's day is the time to celebrate, enjoy and just be happy on what new year has to offer. We need to look back to our past and and look forward on what new year has to offer. It is also the time to think on what changes we want or  need to make in order to make life more meaningful for the the years to come. Do you think about the bad habits that you need to give up? Or do you have a new resolution plan yet? Here are my top 10 new years resolution plan:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;LOVE MY HUSBAND MORE&lt;/span&gt;. I have always love my husband but for the next wonderful year I will love him even more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;BECOME A GOOD MOM. &lt;/span&gt;Since Im already a mom, I want to be what is best for my baby that is why it is one of my resolution plan. Being a good and caring mom.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ALWAYS BE CONTENTED AND HAPPY. &lt;/span&gt;There are times that I keep complaining about our lifestyle. I was just not used to this life anymore that is why for this coming year I want to make the best out of it. I will try to be happy and just be contented on what life has to offer.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;GET ORGANIZED. &lt;/span&gt;Honestly, I am not as organized as you think I am. Our room is just messy. My mom does all the cleaning in the house. That is how lazy I am when it comes to chores. So, for this year our room will be a clean place to sleep and rest in.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ENJOY LIFE TO THE FULLEST.  &lt;/span&gt;I will definitely enjoy my life next year now that Im expecting a baby. This will be a year to remember.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;QUIT SMOKING. &lt;/span&gt;I have already stopped smoking right before I knew Im expecting a baby but this time I will definitely stopped my bad yet deadly habit and that is smoking. Giving up the old habits that are bad and start living the clean or healthy way. Its never easy giving up the things that you like or the things you enjoy but thats what new years resolution is about.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;GET FIT. &lt;/span&gt;I will maintain my desired weight before by exercising. Getting fit is a start of living the healthy yet fulfilling life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;Now that I have a resolution plan for next year, all I have to do is to do it and I will have a happy and contented life by next year. So, for those who doesnt have any resolution plan next year, why dont you create a new plan and do it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2677755865830500541-6577138905339466072?l=babysathramblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babysathramblings.blogspot.com/feeds/6577138905339466072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2677755865830500541&amp;postID=6577138905339466072' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2677755865830500541/posts/default/6577138905339466072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2677755865830500541/posts/default/6577138905339466072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babysathramblings.blogspot.com/2008/12/my-new-years-resolution-plan.html' title='My new years resolution plan'/><author><name>Baby Sath</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12632923749155541276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1ovVxRa3q38/S0cuAsltbNI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/XU8eYyoB0g4/S220/125855459530884.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1ovVxRa3q38/SVpEqzsuhuI/AAAAAAAAAE8/ZuyM2BJ2ZoA/s72-c/nyr.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2677755865830500541.post-1172549054082096221</id><published>2008-12-19T02:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-19T02:54:59.472-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pregnancy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='health'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal'/><title type='text'>My life as an expecting mom</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1ovVxRa3q38/SUt7raLdntI/AAAAAAAAAEs/_y1Ahw8QkE8/s1600-h/mom2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 101px; height: 109px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1ovVxRa3q38/SUt7raLdntI/AAAAAAAAAEs/_y1Ahw8QkE8/s400/mom2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281450973714030290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;When I was still not expecting a baby my life was normal. I was active and always want to do stuff on my own . I want to get busy and just act normal. But now that Im expecting a baby, life for me is not the same as before. Im always tired and get easily pissed off or agitated. I have always like perfumes and colognes before, but now I really dont like the smell. I have always ask my husband to minimize putting on some roll-ons because it gives me a terrible migraine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Being pregnant is not that easy. You have to sacrifice your habits before for the sake of the baby. My pregnancy is pretty normal. I have no crave for food, but I cannot control my eating habits now. I have gained 5 extra lbs for always eating. And my doctor said that I will minimize food that contains carbohydrates like rice, bread, crackers and more. But to tell you the truth I really love to eat nowadays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont know how to control my eating, all I know is what I eat is good for my baby. I always eat healthy food like vegetables and fruits and juice for vitamin C. I drink milk every morning and right after I go to sleep. I take my vitamins every morning and lunch religiously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im not thinking about myself here cause I really want my baby to be healthy. I can always have my diet or go to the gym right after giving birth. My husband always say that I look prettier everyday. I know why he is saying that because he dont want me to get depressed or stressed out of the way I look.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I noticed this days or this months is I just want to get to sleep, rest, watch TV, and play games on my husbands PC. This is not a normal life for me now but what Im doing now is for my baby. I want him to grow up healthy and groomed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont want to be like other moms who neglected their baby and just think of themselves go shopping without knowing that the have a baby at home. As much as possible I want to raise my baby on my own. I dont want any babysitter in my house. I dont want anyone touching my baby except my own family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My husband said that I can always be a stay home mom and just take good care of our children but what Im worried about are all the expenses in the house. My husband is a very good provider. And I can see him as a father, that is why GOD gave us this blessing cause HE knows that we will take good care of this baby like how we took good care of our love for each other.&lt;br /&gt;I really cant believe that Im gonna be a mom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can I really take good care of this baby? I really dont like kids to tell you the truth. Kids for me are irritating, dirty and noisy. That is why Im really trying my best to be a good mom. Im the only child of the family, I didnt experienced life with siblings. My everyday life before was just me, myself and I. Funny but its true. I never experienced carrying a baby or taking good care of a baby.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2677755865830500541-1172549054082096221?l=babysathramblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babysathramblings.blogspot.com/feeds/1172549054082096221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2677755865830500541&amp;postID=1172549054082096221' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2677755865830500541/posts/default/1172549054082096221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2677755865830500541/posts/default/1172549054082096221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babysathramblings.blogspot.com/2008/12/my-life-as-expecting-mom.html' title='My life as an expecting mom'/><author><name>Baby Sath</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12632923749155541276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1ovVxRa3q38/S0cuAsltbNI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/XU8eYyoB0g4/S220/125855459530884.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1ovVxRa3q38/SUt7raLdntI/AAAAAAAAAEs/_y1Ahw8QkE8/s72-c/mom2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2677755865830500541.post-2068279626215222712</id><published>2008-12-18T04:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-18T06:11:59.414-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cheating lover'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal'/><title type='text'>10 reasons why men cheat</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1ovVxRa3q38/SUpZ7JK3onI/AAAAAAAAAEY/Ujsk2EYmvXk/s1600-h/cheat5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 129px; height: 89px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1ovVxRa3q38/SUpZ7JK3onI/AAAAAAAAAEY/Ujsk2EYmvXk/s400/cheat5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281132385653990002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfaithful men seems to be everywhere this days. Lucky for those couples who reached 25 or 50 years without cheating. Men this days cannot be trusted that is my stand point. They seem to be everywhere even married or unmarried. I am not saying that I don't trust my husband, I'm just  cautious on things. Infidelity touches all types of people, rich or poor. Long-term relationship is difficult for most men, even those that aren’t far away from their partners.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;quote&gt;"According to a poll conducted by WomanSavers, Will Smith and Jada Pinkett-Smith have the strongest Hollywood marriage. In another WomanSaver’s relationship poll of over 143,806 women of over 143,806 women, 10 percent (15,693) had never caught their partner cheating, 35 percent (50,403) suspected their partner but never caught him, and 54 percent (77,710) caught their partner cheating red handed."&lt;/quote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, why is your mean cheating on you? They already know its wrong but still they do it. Was it you or was it just in their genes already? If two people really love each other or want to be with each other they should have the strength to fight the temptations around them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are 10 reasons why men cheat:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;NAG. All men or most men wants to get away with a noisy partner who keeps on talking without directions. Men doesn't want that. They also need peace and quiet sometimes.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;THEY HAVE FALLEN OUT OF LOVE. Most men are so comfortable with their relationships and that that don't know how to get out especially married men. Some are only staying because of the children. Some married men have excuses like they want space cause they don't know where is this going or they want a normal life as before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;YOU ARGUE A LOT. Arguing with someone especially if there is something important to talk about is normal. But not most of the time. So, if you feel like you and your partner argue a lot then you have to do something about it. Best thing to do is work things out. No need for both of you to quarrel all the time. Why don't both of you talk things over. Right?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;SEX LIFE STINKS. "Honey not tonight! Im tired. This is very common to every couple especially if your partner do not see you as sexual anymore. Sex is good but there are some point i our lives where losing interest when it comes to sex. &lt;quote&gt;Some men cheat because they want to try new sexual things that their current partner will not try.&lt;quote&gt;&lt;/quote&gt;&lt;/quote&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;REVENGE. If your boyfriend or husband caught you cheating, that is the reason why they want to have revenge. How is he suppose to heal those hurt feelings but through sex with another person right?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;WANT TO TRY DIFFERENT THINGS OR EXCITING THINGS. Men usually are fed up coming home with the same meal for dinner. They want to try other things or different things that excite them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;FINANCIAL CRISIS. Most men are having problems with financial especially the husbands. They dont know what to do with the bills in the house thats why they leave their wives. So, if you are a stay home mom, why dont you look for a job or better yet think of something that will solve the financial crisis in your house?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;LOSING INTEREST. Most men  doesnt seem to see their partner as beautiful anymore that's why they lost interest and tend to leave them because of many years of seeing each other. Most of them are more attractive to other opposite sex because they want to explore or try different things in life. That is how selfish, self-centered most men are. Im not saying all men but most men are like that.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;EMOTIONAL DISSATISFACTION. Men cheats because they feel like they are not appreciated anymore. Men sometimes want to be acknowledge at times especially when there is something to be acknowledge about. So, if you feel like you relationship with your partner is going down, you should think about the things you need to make up with your partner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;MISUNDERSTANDING. Every couple have their own likes and dislikes. That is the reason why most men leave their partners because they dont understand each other anymore. They seem to have different views in life. And most men, men who are selfish often leave their partners because of that reason.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;Men have different reasons why they cheat. That is why women doesn't get the idea or confuse why men do it. Even if they know it is all wrong to CHEAT! What goes around comes around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;quote&gt;"karma is a bitch"!&lt;quote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/quote&gt;&lt;/quote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2677755865830500541-2068279626215222712?l=babysathramblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babysathramblings.blogspot.com/feeds/2068279626215222712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2677755865830500541&amp;postID=2068279626215222712' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2677755865830500541/posts/default/2068279626215222712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2677755865830500541/posts/default/2068279626215222712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babysathramblings.blogspot.com/2008/12/10-reasons-why-men-cheat.html' title='10 reasons why men cheat'/><author><name>Baby Sath</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12632923749155541276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1ovVxRa3q38/S0cuAsltbNI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/XU8eYyoB0g4/S220/125855459530884.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1ovVxRa3q38/SUpZ7JK3onI/AAAAAAAAAEY/Ujsk2EYmvXk/s72-c/cheat5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2677755865830500541.post-6509194482780707576</id><published>2008-12-17T05:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-18T02:37:26.810-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='healthy relationship'/><title type='text'>How to start a healthy relationship</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1ovVxRa3q38/SUonkWYsNKI/AAAAAAAAAEI/VMnt6kSphsg/s1600-h/kisses.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 255px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1ovVxRa3q38/SUonkWYsNKI/AAAAAAAAAEI/VMnt6kSphsg/s400/kisses.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281077018483242146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you ready for a serious relationship? Are you prepared to be in love or better yet the worst- getting hurt? I too had already experienced all of that and i tell you its not easy. I almost lost my job because of depression, stress and all the crazy things you can think of. Relationship is tough. You should know your limitations first and be prepared for the worst that would happen. Believe it or not these are the things I did before I was with the right person. It may take awhile for your prince or princess to come but you just have to be patient about it. Here are the things I have done so far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;You should know what you want in a person. What I mean is before you proceed entering to a serious relationship you should know what qualities you attracted the most and not just physically but also mentally. Many of us doesn't know yet what we really like. You must decide what you want and why you want them. For example, if you really want a handsome or attractive guy make sure you know what his characteristics are. Make sure you know what you're aiming at, make sure its TRUE LOVE. Its very hard to find serious relationship this days thats why we all must be aware of the consequences that could happen. Don't think about yourself here. Think about both of you what could happen in the future cause you might not know what might happen.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Make a list of the characteristics of the person you want. Write down what you like in a person and why you like it. Both physically and mentally.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Pray to GOD. I know this is too religious but it did happen to me though. I was desperate but I never lose hope. I tried praying or asking for it and it did happen. I was happy and most especially contented.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Have faith. Believe on what you ask for. Make sure you believe when you ask for it. There was once a preacher who doesn't really believe in GOD, he only did it for money. So, a kid  who really believed in him approached him. The preacher touched the kid's knee and so the poor kid who was very religious and believed in walked in front of him and that make the priest shocked. Everyone was amazed that they want be healed by that preacher without knowing it was the kid's faith who healed him. There was no magic involved, it was just the faith of that kid who healed or cured him. So, if you're really cant wait for your prince charming or your princess to come just do these steps cause you never know.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Be prepared. Prepare for what you ask for cause you will never know what you bump into. Do not be selfish about everything. There should be giving and receiving in a relationship. Be supportive and I tell you it will really strengthen your relationship.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Make a move. Now that you have read all these make sure you make an effort to make a move or an effort to take action. Do not just rely everything to GOD. Yes, GOD is compassionate but you must take action for it. If you wish to have a healthy relationship start by giving up the bad habits you have. And start a healthy lifestyle that will really help building a healthy yet happy relationship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2677755865830500541-6509194482780707576?l=babysathramblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babysathramblings.blogspot.com/feeds/6509194482780707576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2677755865830500541&amp;postID=6509194482780707576' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2677755865830500541/posts/default/6509194482780707576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2677755865830500541/posts/default/6509194482780707576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babysathramblings.blogspot.com/2008/12/how-to-start-healthy-relationship.html' title='How to start a healthy relationship'/><author><name>Baby Sath</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12632923749155541276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1ovVxRa3q38/S0cuAsltbNI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/XU8eYyoB0g4/S220/125855459530884.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1ovVxRa3q38/SUonkWYsNKI/AAAAAAAAAEI/VMnt6kSphsg/s72-c/kisses.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2677755865830500541.post-1941322880751754656</id><published>2008-12-10T04:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T05:32:23.476-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Im proud</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1ovVxRa3q38/SUEQzE2Fs-I/AAAAAAAAADQ/uRNXDA8F_ts/s1600-h/DSCF2704.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 192px; height: 232px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1ovVxRa3q38/SUEQzE2Fs-I/AAAAAAAAADQ/uRNXDA8F_ts/s320/DSCF2704.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278518707914912738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;There is one person that im very proud of and that is my beloved husband. Everyone says that i am so lucky that i was with a good and responsible man. Well, really he is  responsible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He really works hard for me and our baby. Yes, im going to be a mom soon and i cant wait until that moment arrives. I am so excited that I look forward to it. It took us a year trying to have a baby and really it was so frustrating. I almost gave up and lose hope cause i was thinking that maybe its really not meant to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a good and loving husband, he really supports and always there for me and not giving up his hopes. My mom always told me that I am lucky to be with the right person who takes good care of me. That really made me happy and contented.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are times where we have our fights but that didn't affect me after all cause i know how much he loves me. I really thank GOD for all my blessings and that HE never abandoned me after all. My husband is really a good man, and i say he is really. He is a man with true words and actions. I hope it will be a long lasting relationship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My husband is always there for me whenever I needed him. He knows his respon&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1ovVxRa3q38/SUEVzjx8BrI/AAAAAAAAADY/w84GWwrQyTA/s1600-h/DSCF2635.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 221px; height: 168px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1ovVxRa3q38/SUEVzjx8BrI/AAAAAAAAADY/w84GWwrQyTA/s320/DSCF2635.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278524213777139378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;sibilities and&lt;br /&gt; obligation as husband. He knows what I do not like and like the most. Even hes at work he always make sure that i already eaten my dinner and when hes already at home from work, he makes me a glass of milk right after I sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some said that Im lucky, lucky because I am with the right person. Man like this are already what we called "endangered species". Its funny but its certainly true. I never expected my life would be much colorful like this, and now that were waiting for our baby it would be a big change in our entire lives.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2677755865830500541-1941322880751754656?l=babysathramblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babysathramblings.blogspot.com/feeds/1941322880751754656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2677755865830500541&amp;postID=1941322880751754656' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2677755865830500541/posts/default/1941322880751754656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2677755865830500541/posts/default/1941322880751754656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babysathramblings.blogspot.com/2008/12/im-proud.html' title='Im proud'/><author><name>Baby Sath</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12632923749155541276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1ovVxRa3q38/S0cuAsltbNI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/XU8eYyoB0g4/S220/125855459530884.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1ovVxRa3q38/SUEQzE2Fs-I/AAAAAAAAADQ/uRNXDA8F_ts/s72-c/DSCF2704.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2677755865830500541.post-3565893494313550089</id><published>2008-12-10T03:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T04:10:32.226-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='boxing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal'/><title type='text'>Pacman is back</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1ovVxRa3q38/ST-xYE8KRiI/AAAAAAAAADI/Q78LGITRdic/s1600-h/pacman3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 208px; height: 312px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1ovVxRa3q38/ST-xYE8KRiI/AAAAAAAAADI/Q78LGITRdic/s320/pacman3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278132315502560802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The Filipino ultimate champ Manny "pacman" Pacquiao is back in manila  Wednesday. It said in the reports that he arrived around 4 o'clock in the morning Wednesday from las Vegas  after defeating  golden boy Oscar de la hoya. It was really a good fight though. And I saluted manny for that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pacquiao headed directly to Quiapo church for thanksgiving mass. Its really amazing that a Filipino boxer like manny never forgets to pray and ask prayers from GOD. That really is the right thing to do because without GOD there will be no victories for manny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is his faith,courage and determination to win that makes manny a good boxer. Not every boxer can do that but manny managed to do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ultimate champ will go to malacanang for a courtesy call. President arroyo is so proud about the victory of manny. Manny is so blessed that every victory he had made he shares it to every Filipino people and not only to himself.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2677755865830500541-3565893494313550089?l=babysathramblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babysathramblings.blogspot.com/feeds/3565893494313550089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2677755865830500541&amp;postID=3565893494313550089' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2677755865830500541/posts/default/3565893494313550089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2677755865830500541/posts/default/3565893494313550089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babysathramblings.blogspot.com/2008/12/pacman-is-back.html' title='Pacman is back'/><author><name>Baby Sath</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12632923749155541276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1ovVxRa3q38/S0cuAsltbNI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/XU8eYyoB0g4/S220/125855459530884.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1ovVxRa3q38/ST-xYE8KRiI/AAAAAAAAADI/Q78LGITRdic/s72-c/pacman3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2677755865830500541.post-3860406799964251481</id><published>2008-12-09T11:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T12:09:30.407-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cooking'/><title type='text'>Christmas day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1ovVxRa3q38/ST7QJRUYXqI/AAAAAAAAACw/vnBNvGDUj_E/s1600-h/adobo4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 263px; height: 192px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1ovVxRa3q38/ST7QJRUYXqI/AAAAAAAAACw/vnBNvGDUj_E/s320/adobo4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277884671011085986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Christmas is nearly approaching, and i have a lot of food in mind. I really want it to be special because this our first Christmas as husband and wife. I'm looking forward to it. I'm thinking about what food to prepare since we are all excited about what food to cook. Since my husband always do the cooking, I want to make up with him. I will be the one to cook this time. He doesn't know it yet that's why its called a surprise. I was thinking about cooking "ADOBO".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Adobo is a filipino national dish. Theres a lot of versions in cooking adobo. They have very different yet tasty ingredients. This is my adobo version. Here are the ingredients:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PORK ADOBO:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 kilo of sliced meat&lt;br /&gt;soy sauce&lt;br /&gt;vinegar&lt;br /&gt;laurel leaves&lt;br /&gt;salt&lt;br /&gt;black peppercorns&lt;br /&gt;garlic cloves, peeled&lt;br /&gt;onions&lt;br /&gt;cooking oil&lt;br /&gt;pinch of sugar&lt;br /&gt;some water&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.put meat into large pot mixed with 6 parts soy sauce and 3 parts vinegar&lt;br /&gt;2.mixed spices together add more garlic for better taste (more garlic better the taste)&lt;br /&gt;3.marinate meat with spices for about 15 to 30 minutes&lt;br /&gt;4.add some water to the pot about half full so that it will have a very tasty sauce&lt;br /&gt;5.add a pinch of salt and sugar(sugar for sweetness)&lt;br /&gt;6.cover and let it cook for 30 minutes until it meat is tender&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The adobo is ready to prepare when meat is tender.&lt;br /&gt;This is my version of adobo. Less expensive and definitely tasty!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2677755865830500541-3860406799964251481?l=babysathramblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babysathramblings.blogspot.com/feeds/3860406799964251481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2677755865830500541&amp;postID=3860406799964251481' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2677755865830500541/posts/default/3860406799964251481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2677755865830500541/posts/default/3860406799964251481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babysathramblings.blogspot.com/2008/12/christmas-day.html' title='Christmas day'/><author><name>Baby Sath</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12632923749155541276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1ovVxRa3q38/S0cuAsltbNI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/XU8eYyoB0g4/S220/125855459530884.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1ovVxRa3q38/ST7QJRUYXqI/AAAAAAAAACw/vnBNvGDUj_E/s72-c/adobo4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2677755865830500541.post-602594855898141153</id><published>2008-12-08T16:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T16:57:07.345-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='being pregnant'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal'/><title type='text'>My being pregnant</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1ovVxRa3q38/ST3AvKwU6TI/AAAAAAAAACg/dZMBDD9TnkY/s1600-h/sath1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 231px; height: 172px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1ovVxRa3q38/ST3AvKwU6TI/AAAAAAAAACg/dZMBDD9TnkY/s320/sath1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277586254921525554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Being pregnant is a tough one. I can almost feel that im getting bigger and bigger. I always ask my husband about my figure and as a loving husband he always say that i look the same as before, sexy and that im getting beautiful everyday. Thats the role of every husband, they will never say that were ugly or even worst. I always see myself in a mirror and i tell you i am getting bigger and voluptuous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My back really hurts. I cant get up directly cause my tummy is heavy. My husband teaches me how to get up the pregnant way. And i tell you its not easy. And when it is time to get up in the morning, I have to roll and get up sideways. I have to eat vegetables, I have to drink milk twice a day, in the morning and right before sleeping. I really don't have any choice cause i want whats best for my baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The truth is i really enjoy being pregnant because i don't have anything to do but to eat, sleep,watch TV, and take a nap. My husband has to do every chores in the house. He cooks my meal, he prepares my breakfast and lunch even my milk. He really is a good husband. He really takes good care of me. Even my parents have to cook for me if my husband is at work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean what more can you ask for? Its not always that a husband is always there for you when you need him the most. I cant complain. What Im really thinking right now is this coming May, my month of labor cause it will be my first  and I don't know how. I always pray to GOD that He will help me get through with this. And im always counting on Him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really cant complain cause this is what me and my husband is praying for. It took us a year for this and we almost gave up, I mean I almost gave up. This will be a big change in my life cause I will no longer be the same as before. I will be a mom to this baby. A good and loving mom to this baby. I hope so.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2677755865830500541-602594855898141153?l=babysathramblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babysathramblings.blogspot.com/feeds/602594855898141153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2677755865830500541&amp;postID=602594855898141153' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2677755865830500541/posts/default/602594855898141153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2677755865830500541/posts/default/602594855898141153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babysathramblings.blogspot.com/2008/12/my-being-pregnant.html' title='My being pregnant'/><author><name>Baby Sath</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12632923749155541276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1ovVxRa3q38/S0cuAsltbNI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/XU8eYyoB0g4/S220/125855459530884.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1ovVxRa3q38/ST3AvKwU6TI/AAAAAAAAACg/dZMBDD9TnkY/s72-c/sath1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2677755865830500541.post-4135196348430399597</id><published>2008-12-05T23:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-08T03:18:24.040-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Marriage'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love Story'/><title type='text'>Our Love Story</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1ovVxRa3q38/S0cUM1aOmTI/AAAAAAAAAQs/rokrt4fWUmQ/s1600-h/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1ovVxRa3q38/S0cUM1aOmTI/AAAAAAAAAQs/rokrt4fWUmQ/s320/1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424326486919125298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:100%;"  &gt;It was December of 2006 when it all started. It was really a year to remember cause my life did change that year. It was really a good year for me. Beautiful things happened cause I finally got what I wanted and that is him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:100%;"  &gt;I could always think that I am a very lucky girl. Lucky because GOD did not forg&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:100%;"  &gt;et me after all. I was with a so called  failed relationships before and I never regretted it because that failure made me a better person and I know I am now cause I finally with the right person. He’s a man with true words, true actions.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:100%;"  &gt;January 30, 2007, it was that day when Its official. I’m hers and his mine. We hanged out together, we visited each others houses. He also introduced me to his parents too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Months went by and it all got serious. It was so dead serious that he proposed in a classy restaurant and if I can still remember that was March 30, 2007. We had a fight that day and I have no plan on seeing him until he called and said that I will meet him at the restaurant around 7pm. I asked him why? And then he hung up the phone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:100%;"  &gt;I was so excited that I couldn’t wait until 7pm. It got me thinking that maybe he wants to break up with me. And I went there around 7pm. We ate dinner and had small talks but I had no idea what’s going to happen. He was not that hungry cause he didn’t finish his dinner yet. He always went to the counter like a paranoid freak. And after dinner he ordered a very delicious dessert just for me. While I was eating that dessert I noticed there was something shiny and I almost got it eaten. And then I realized it was a ring, an engagement ring.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:100%;"  &gt;He took it and wiped it with a tissue, kneel in front of me with the question “Sath Caballero Bailo will you marry me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:100%;"  &gt;I was speechless and nervous at the same time because with so many people &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:100%;"  &gt;watching us how will you respond? And then it was like I have no choice but to say YES!!! And then we hugged and kissed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:100%;"  &gt;How could I not say yes to a man like him? I mean it would be a big mistake to dump him. And his parents went to our house to ask for my parents’ approval but unfortunately his mom did not agree and so I did ask them to do so. And so months passed by that I wasn’t sure about the plans anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:100%;"  &gt;I was not so sure if I love him and that he loves me. I was disappointed that day but I know I have to move on cause I know things will be brighter after that day. We had our break-ups for how many times but the worst break-up was last July 13 if I can still remember that was almost a month. I really was depressed like I don’t want to go to work; I don’t want to mingle with my friends. That was really an awful thing to remember. But I managed to move on until I met someone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:100%;"  &gt;He was really nice, funny, and intelligent but being with him is just not like &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:100%;"  &gt;being with John. Even though he makes me laugh but there’s something lacking. Weeks passed by until it got official. I have no choice but to say yes to him cause I have no choice the guy was really persistent.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Two weeks passed by and until one morning after work, my friends and I went out to eat breakfast. And after breakfast, we went to buy something and then when I took a glance, I noticed someone very familiar. My heart was pounding very fast that it took me a short of breath. I ran across to him, called his name but he never care to look. I’m afraid that it would be a mistake.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:100%;"  &gt;But I followed my instincts and it really is him. I asked him why are you here? And he replied I’m waiting for you. And then we hugged and kissed in front of all people eve&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:100%;"  &gt;n my friend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:100%;"  &gt;s saw it. And it was really a nice thing to remember. After that we talked, and he felt sorry for what h&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1ovVxRa3q38/ST20taR3QaI/AAAAAAAAACY/ZYKIIp0C7Hk/s1600-h/DSCF2574.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 269px; height: 203px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1ovVxRa3q38/ST20taR3QaI/AAAAAAAAACY/ZYKIIp0C7Hk/s320/DSCF2574.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277573030589448610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:100%;"  &gt;appened. He asked me if I will still forgive him and then I said that was all in the past we ha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:100%;"  &gt;ve to m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:100%;"  &gt;ove on and not dwell on the past anymore and then we both cried and just cried. And I can feel it in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:100%;"  &gt;his heart that he really felt sorry for what happened.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:100%;"  &gt;That is our love story. Of course you know what happened next right? He proposed again and got married on my fathers birthday. Love does come in a mysterious ways. I can never forget the memories that we have. I cant see myself without him. For me he is everything I have.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2677755865830500541-4135196348430399597?l=babysathramblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babysathramblings.blogspot.com/feeds/4135196348430399597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2677755865830500541&amp;postID=4135196348430399597' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2677755865830500541/posts/default/4135196348430399597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2677755865830500541/posts/default/4135196348430399597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babysathramblings.blogspot.com/2008/12/our-love-story.html' title='Our Love Story'/><author><name>Baby Sath</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12632923749155541276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1ovVxRa3q38/S0cuAsltbNI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/XU8eYyoB0g4/S220/125855459530884.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1ovVxRa3q38/S0cUM1aOmTI/AAAAAAAAAQs/rokrt4fWUmQ/s72-c/1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2677755865830500541.post-7805216097721469699</id><published>2008-12-05T02:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T01:17:25.243-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vacation'/><title type='text'>Honeymoon paradise</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1ovVxRa3q38/STzj54w3Y_I/AAAAAAAAABw/3XLTcaFwK4w/s1600-h/DSCF2760.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 280px; height: 211px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1ovVxRa3q38/STzj54w3Y_I/AAAAAAAAABw/3XLTcaFwK4w/s320/DSCF2760.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277343447000769522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1ovVxRa3q38/STzfh4oquyI/AAAAAAAAABg/6AOxUk5yNEM/s1600-h/DSCF2906.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Before  marriage every couple should already plan their honeymoon. Well, there is a place though where I can suggest you should visit. This place is what I call a "Honeymoon paradise".  Your honeymoon is a time for you to celebrate your relationship and make special  memories of your life. If you're planning for a romantic honeymoon destination,  a couples or singles  getaway or  just a relaxing weekend, this is the right place.  Ive been to this place cause this is where we plan on our  honeymoon.  This is the perfect place to go to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Choosing a magical destination for your honeymoon is certainly  a great idea because it will assure you a unique moments o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span&gt;f romance, amazement and  pleasure. There is no doubt tha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span&gt;t the world is full of such magical places.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1ovVxRa3q38/STzhgsa5iGI/AAAAAAAAABo/MreeOvtwR6o/s1600-h/DSCF2776.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 239px; height: 181px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1ovVxRa3q38/STzhgsa5iGI/AAAAAAAAABo/MreeOvtwR6o/s320/DSCF2776.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277340815167424610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Right after our wedding , we h&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span&gt;ad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span&gt;ed to this place very excited. This is just a breathtaking place to go  to. You can either plan celebrating your birthdays here or you can just relax and have a quiet moment with your partner.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span&gt; This place has everything. They have wide open swimming pool that you can just get wet and wild. This place for me is just fantastic and its very affordable cause its just a cab away. Or if you want to be adventurous you can either hop into what they call "HABAL HABAL" ( a motorcycle). The roads aren't that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span&gt; great but thats where the adventure&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span&gt;begins. I always enjoy riding on it cause not only its cheap you can also watch the vi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span&gt;ew when you pass by. The view was astounding when we rode the habal2x. All the view and the friendly people  that we encounter was just unforget&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span&gt;table. For me, this is the place to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1ovVxRa3q38/STzlZL2zINI/AAAAAAAAAB4/AeYZbxwP8Ow/s1600-h/DSCF2779.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 252px; height: 195px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1ovVxRa3q38/STzlZL2zINI/AAAAAAAAAB4/AeYZbxwP8Ow/s320/DSCF2779.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277345084213502162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span&gt;If you plan like singing, they have a karaoke machine that you can just &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span&gt;sin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span&gt;g your heart out. Or if not, if you feel like just relaxing and just want to be alone with your partner you can just walk along the road and just feel the breeze. Me and my husband John just love to come here more often. Were planning to go back this Christmas to celebrate it there with our family and friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span&gt;We miss the place, we miss the serenity and the outstanding atmosphere. So, if you're planning  to get out of the city and just want to relax, this is the place that I suggest you plan for memorable get-away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2677755865830500541-7805216097721469699?l=babysathramblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babysathramblings.blogspot.com/feeds/7805216097721469699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2677755865830500541&amp;postID=7805216097721469699' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2677755865830500541/posts/default/7805216097721469699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2677755865830500541/posts/default/7805216097721469699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babysathramblings.blogspot.com/2008/12/honeymoon-paradise.html' title='Honeymoon paradise'/><author><name>Baby Sath</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12632923749155541276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1ovVxRa3q38/S0cuAsltbNI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/XU8eYyoB0g4/S220/125855459530884.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1ovVxRa3q38/STzj54w3Y_I/AAAAAAAAABw/3XLTcaFwK4w/s72-c/DSCF2760.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2677755865830500541.post-4993059920923938699</id><published>2008-12-04T01:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-04T01:50:14.103-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='People'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Medical'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal'/><title type='text'>Reducing Accidents</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1ovVxRa3q38/STejbe6w0GI/AAAAAAAAABI/jiIpliZ1_tE/s1600-h/accident1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 117px; height: 125px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1ovVxRa3q38/STejbe6w0GI/AAAAAAAAABI/jiIpliZ1_tE/s320/accident1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275865181039153250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Do you ever wonder why there are accidents? accidents for me are truly an unfortunate events because they result in useless deaths or bodily destructions. People should be aware of the certain factors that cause this what we call accidents. Accidents are calamitous,  disastrous, damaging cause they kill and harm people. These unfortunate events don't just happen; they are caused. Causes of accidents are done mainly with human carelessness. This unfortunate events can be prevented or it can be reduced. It can be prevented or reduced if we realize what some of the causes are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1ovVxRa3q38/STelZ3PI0_I/AAAAAAAAABQ/Jg_ooAqi3sY/s1600-h/accident2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 118px; height: 173px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1ovVxRa3q38/STelZ3PI0_I/AAAAAAAAABQ/Jg_ooAqi3sY/s320/accident2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275867352230581234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The human factors that cause accidents are people's carelessness or irresponsibility. People should be responsible enough to know what to do and what not  to do. Some of the cause are haste, ignorance, upset feelings or emotional conflicts and the attitudes of every filipino such as "bahala na", or "i dont care". Some people would say that its none of their business. Well, its really none of our business but we all know what will happen next right? Prayers are helpful but you have to do it yourself also to be responsible enough on whats the best way to do in reducing accidents. Its  really up to you if you want to make your life as careful and responsible as possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2677755865830500541-4993059920923938699?l=babysathramblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babysathramblings.blogspot.com/feeds/4993059920923938699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2677755865830500541&amp;postID=4993059920923938699' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2677755865830500541/posts/default/4993059920923938699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2677755865830500541/posts/default/4993059920923938699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babysathramblings.blogspot.com/2008/12/reducing-accidents.html' title='Reducing Accidents'/><author><name>Baby Sath</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12632923749155541276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1ovVxRa3q38/S0cuAsltbNI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/XU8eYyoB0g4/S220/125855459530884.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1ovVxRa3q38/STejbe6w0GI/AAAAAAAAABI/jiIpliZ1_tE/s72-c/accident1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2677755865830500541.post-80893698607074529</id><published>2008-12-03T22:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-04T01:02:16.758-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal'/><title type='text'>Im Gonna Be A Future MOM</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I'm so excited this coming May,  its really one of my biggest changes in my entire life. It is the month  of my labor because I am already a future mom and that will really make my life colorful. I always dreamed of becoming a mom, what does it take of becoming a good mom? I really don't have the idea all I know is that I will be the best mom of this baby. I will take good care of her/him because we don't know if its a boy or a girl. I really want to make it as a surprise but what the heck...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1ovVxRa3q38/STeDFTmxnQI/AAAAAAAAAA4/yFqMCsYnp-8/s1600-h/DSCF2590.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 255px; height: 192px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1ovVxRa3q38/STeDFTmxnQI/AAAAAAAAAA4/yFqMCsYnp-8/s320/DSCF2590.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275829615673318658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I want to be prepared for the things that I will need when my birthing that's why me and my husband has scheduled an ultrasound this December. I really dont care if its a boy or a girl all I know is that we've been trying to conceived by almost a year now. Now that were having a baby Im so thrilled and excited if the look will be like me or my husband's. I dont want my baby to be like me when he/she will grow up cause I know my past and its not that good. When it comes to my parents Im not always as obedient.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted my baby to grow up to be the kindest person he/she can be. I'm on my 2nd trimester now and its really a big adjustment for me. All the food that you eat should be the best for the baby, every morning my husband wants me to drink a glass of milk every morning and every night before sleeping. I really don't like to drink the milk but I know it is for my baby and really I dont have a choice but to drink. My husband is so excited that he always want to touch my belly and make sure that I'm always as comfortable of the clothes that I wear everyday, especially checking if there is enough food in the fridge. He always makes me breakfast  and lunch and making sure that I always eat my dinner because he can no longer prepare it, he is at work at dinner time. My pregnancy is really unexpected because after a year I give up hope because my husband thought that he barren, he did not loses hope though. He always said that it will come sooner or later and I supported him for that. So we decide  to  get married without knowing that at the day of marriage I was 2 months pregnant already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1ovVxRa3q38/STeGLadqd5I/AAAAAAAAABA/BBM1ytJBdxs/s1600-h/DSCF2732.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1ovVxRa3q38/STeGLadqd5I/AAAAAAAAABA/BBM1ytJBdxs/s320/DSCF2732.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275833019128248210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We found out at the day of our honeymoon that I was pregnant. My husband brought a pregnancy test all the way to our honeymoon to check why I was 2 months delayed and got sick every single day. The day after our honeymoon he used the pregnancy test kit to check if I am really pregnant and after three minutes of waiting the two bars showed that I was pregnant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;           We were so excited, my parents after they have heard the news give advices on which not and what to do. So I was destined to be a future mom after all, thanks to my wonderful husband for not giving up hope,  thanks to my family for always supporting me all the way and especially thanks to God for answering our prayers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2677755865830500541-80893698607074529?l=babysathramblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babysathramblings.blogspot.com/feeds/80893698607074529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2677755865830500541&amp;postID=80893698607074529' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2677755865830500541/posts/default/80893698607074529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2677755865830500541/posts/default/80893698607074529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babysathramblings.blogspot.com/2008/12/future-mom.html' title='Im Gonna Be A Future MOM'/><author><name>Baby Sath</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12632923749155541276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1ovVxRa3q38/S0cuAsltbNI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/XU8eYyoB0g4/S220/125855459530884.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1ovVxRa3q38/STeDFTmxnQI/AAAAAAAAAA4/yFqMCsYnp-8/s72-c/DSCF2590.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2677755865830500541.post-7283464125249739784</id><published>2008-12-03T00:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T02:21:04.922-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal'/><title type='text'>Story of him</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3153/3079766866_098a97424b_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 180px; height: 240px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3153/3079766866_098a97424b_m.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I once was a very desperate girl. I never thought that my life would be colorful because of him. It all started when I met him in an office, very cliché I know. From the moment I saw him I knew I found him. Why? because he’s the only one who make me feel that way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is all I ever dreamed of. Tall, handsome, gentleman, all of the characteristics I dream of a man. It all started the day he stepped out the door and greeted me good afternoon outside the office. He was bringing with him a piece of paper and run downstairs I don’t know where he went.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day passed by and I almost forgot about the way he looked. That’s just me, when I really really like someone I will soon forgot about the way they look. Then suddenly the most unexpected thing happened that day. I stepped inside his office cause I thought I was late and there he was in front of the desk playing his game boy and then he offered me a seat. I was so nervous that day cause I didn’t think I would see him again. Until we had a conversation and I was fond talking to him cause he is very easy to talk to, we’ve talk like there was no tomorrow without knowing people are getting in but still we continued the conversation. After that unexpected day begun we all went home and went our separate ways and believe me that was very sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until my phone rang and got the message that said how he enjoyed my company.  I ignored and never care about replying cause I don’t want him to think that am just easy. And then one afternoon he went downstairs to eat lunch and saw me with another guy. Well actually that was my boyfriend. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I had a boyfriend that day but that was all a waste cause I was never so sure about my feelings and especially my future with him. He’s just not the man I prayed for. The next morning he asked me if that was my boyfriend and I of course denied it. He was so pleased about what I said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that afternoon, he visited me in my house with his friend at 12am. I was asleep and was not prepared at all cause that was really unexpected. I was worried that my boyfriend would know about him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weeks passed by when he visited me many times after his work and that the same week when my boyfriend knew I had another man in my life and that almost killed him. He didn’t know what to do with me and so he confronted him and said that he loved me and he will die for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I was brave enough to say to my boyfriend that I don’t love him anymore and I fell in love with someone. And like a man he respected it and moved on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was very happy and satisfied and contented about what happened despite the man I’ve hurt was the man I was with for almost 6 years.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2677755865830500541-7283464125249739784?l=babysathramblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babysathramblings.blogspot.com/feeds/7283464125249739784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2677755865830500541&amp;postID=7283464125249739784' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2677755865830500541/posts/default/7283464125249739784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2677755865830500541/posts/default/7283464125249739784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babysathramblings.blogspot.com/2008/12/story-of-him.html' title='Story of him'/><author><name>Baby Sath</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12632923749155541276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1ovVxRa3q38/S0cuAsltbNI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/XU8eYyoB0g4/S220/125855459530884.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3153/3079766866_098a97424b_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2677755865830500541.post-8108502089705846362</id><published>2008-12-03T00:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T02:26:12.210-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal'/><title type='text'>Road to SELF - discovery</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Have you ever heard it said you can be your best friend or your worst enemy? How is this possible? I've read of the book and it said that when you take good care of yourself then you are your friend. Well I agree with that. I always take good care of myself. I try to make sure that I look pretty or always groomed because we might not know what we'll run into right? But when you do not take care of yourself or your welfare, then you are an enemy to yourself. Is this really possible?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Personality is a word that is used to refer to a person which distinguishes him from another. I know that you hear someone saying that you have a "strong personality" another has a "weak personality".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    What is personality? What is your personality? Everyone or each one of us has a very unique personality. It is what makes one different from the other one. Personality includes the way your body functions, the way your body grows.  It includes your intelligence, your emotions, the habits and attitudes that make you act as you do. Your personality is affected by the people you know, the things you do, your studies, the way you face life and what it has to offer. Personality can grow and can develop too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The growth, development of personality depends much on the individual itself meaning it merely depends on you. well, as an individual you have to study yourself so that your personality will grow, develop, and improved. What I can advice to all people is that they need to find out the person they are today so that they will be able to see the person they will become.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2677755865830500541-8108502089705846362?l=babysathramblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babysathramblings.blogspot.com/feeds/8108502089705846362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2677755865830500541&amp;postID=8108502089705846362' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2677755865830500541/posts/default/8108502089705846362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2677755865830500541/posts/default/8108502089705846362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babysathramblings.blogspot.com/2008/12/road-to-self-discovery.html' title='Road to SELF - discovery'/><author><name>Baby Sath</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12632923749155541276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1ovVxRa3q38/S0cuAsltbNI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/XU8eYyoB0g4/S220/125855459530884.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2677755865830500541.post-6150659759442663401</id><published>2008-12-02T17:48:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-02T17:50:14.836-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal'/><title type='text'>My fist ramble</title><content type='html'>Just a test if my crony husband can teach me how to blog.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2677755865830500541-6150659759442663401?l=babysathramblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babysathramblings.blogspot.com/feeds/6150659759442663401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2677755865830500541&amp;postID=6150659759442663401' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2677755865830500541/posts/default/6150659759442663401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2677755865830500541/posts/default/6150659759442663401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babysathramblings.blogspot.com/2008/12/my-fist-ramble.html' title='My fist ramble'/><author><name>Baby Sath</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12632923749155541276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1ovVxRa3q38/S0cuAsltbNI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/XU8eYyoB0g4/S220/125855459530884.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
