10 lbs. 5oz. 123 in. 2 mo. doctor’s visit: she received 3 more shots and she wasn’t happy. after receiving her first shot, she wailed in surprised agony, clinging to me afterwards. she ended up getting her first fever as a result of the injections so we ended up giving her Tylenol’s infant drops to alleviate her high temperature. she behavior became sluggish, having changed from her boisterous self. We gave her the drops every 4 hours and by the next day, her temperature returned to normal and she began to smile again. neck support: perze showed me that when he carries her on her belly, allowing freedom for her to support her head, she successfully does manage to hold it erect. it doesn’t droop down at all, and although she still hasn’t completely mastered it when she sits down, her neck control is increasingly strengthening. Even when we carry her upright, she can hold her head straight. It only dips down because she still has no vertebral control. baby acne: we went to her ped. and he suggested using olive oil, so perze generously applied it and claims that her baby acne disppeared because of the oil. but for […]
this verse seems so simple. knowing myself, if i had read this years ago, far from who i am now, i would probably dismiss this verse from further meditation because of its obvious simplicity. but when i read it now, it has this affection about it that requests some time of reflection because i can really relate to it; we all can relate to it and find substancial beauty behind it. in remembering all my faults as a child of my parents, i am humbled because i know all the disappointments that i’ve rendered to them. they’ve experienced my sins, my weaknesses, my rebelliousness, and yet, although hurt by my actions, i surely know and experience their unconditional love for me because i am their child. i was covered with their love that first day i was born to them.now that i am a mother, the meaning of this verse hits deeper because i know now what it feels like to be a parent. i know the sacrifices a parent has to make for the nurturing of his/her child. i know all the hopes and care are given so that the child will grow healthy and happy, with an awareness of others […]
Hi. My name is Jonah, I’d like a one way ticket to Tarshish please. I can smell the crisp salty air as I was walking towards the boat. I see people all around me minding their own business. Did He talk to them too? Why me? Of all the people in this world, why me? He knows I can’t go there. I don’t want to go there. Those people killed my family and I’m supposed to go and ask them to repent? … He had reason why He didn’t want to go. A compelling reason at that. But God asked him to. That should have been reason enough to overturn all other underlying arguments why Jonah should have went to Nineveh. Instead, he went to Joppa and hopped on a boat for Tarshish. In the next few blogs I will be working on the comparisons and contrasts between this reluctant prophet and with what has been going on in my life. No, I am not a prophet nor anything but I know what it feels like to be called for something and ran away from it. On a different note. The Eagles won against the 49ers, 5 TD’s from D-Mac. 42-3. […]
last night i got the funniest phone call. my phone rings. i pick up. then this lady with her “i’m trying to impress you with my hot and sexy voice” starts talking. here’s how the conversation went: me: Hello her: Hi. Do you remember me? me: Excuse me? who is this? her: Oh, you don’t remember, that’s too bad at this point emma starts to fuss because I was holding her in my other hand me: I’m sorry, what number were you calling? her: XXX-XXX-6223 me: Oh, you dialed XXX-XXXX-2663 her: I’m sorry. me: it’s alright. bye. [hangs up] two seconds later [Phone rings] me: Hello her: Hi. me: I think you just called a few moments ago. her: I don’t understand, I know I’m calling the right number me: 6223 right? her: yes me: well, you dialed 2663 again. her: Oh, sorry. [hangs up] 15 seconds later me: Hello her: did I dial the wrong number again? me: i think so. her: I’m sorry, i guess the numbers are too close to each other me: (get a homer simpson phone for crying out loud) It’s ok, goodbye. her: bye Then emma starts crying.
special mention: everyone should read ray-ray’s blog today, you crazy funny brudda. On to the main blog. Emma’s been fussy lately, what else is new. I’m still very amazed at how much this girl has grown since we brought her home from the hospital. She’s tipping the scale at around 10 pounds now. She talks back if you talk to her and reaaaallly loves attention. She would coo, goo, and make all sorts of baby sounds as if she is talking back. She smiles when you smile at her and sticks her tongue out once in a while. She is so beautiful. I can’t wait until my parents see her in person, I know they will fall in love head over heels with her. On a more important topic , Donovan McNabb got injured in the last game and the league officials are reviewing the hit that caused the injury and marked him as Questionable/DTD on this sunday’s game against the 49’ers. On the other hand CB Kevin Mathis of the Falcons got slapped with a $10,000 fine for starting that scuffle with Eagle MLB Jeremiah Trotter. As of this moment Andy Reid sent a “complaint” to the officiating committee for […]
the rain sounds so peaceful. emma’s falling asleep slowly and the apartment is clean. i’m waiting for perze to come home, and i’ve just had my cup of coffee. i’ve been trying to decorate our apartment little by little, and although i know that we’ll move out sometime, hopefully next year, i still want to make it home, and make it presentable whenever we have company. i’ve been using my imagination and inovation since we don’t have a very big budget for decor. i was cleaning out some old thigs from when perze and i were still courting and i found some old love letters that i wrote to him. those were the days when we celebrated our monthsaries by eating out and getting small tiny presents for each other, things that were inexpensive but those that caught our individual fancies, like a book or a dvd. i would spend time crafting out a homemade card and personal hallmark message. i used hammers and scissors, paste, printers, papers and vellums, eyelets and markers…hahah…and that was when we were dating. now that we’re married, i’m still in awe…and although the papers were replaced by pots and pans, the printer with a […]
I just upgraded our Movable Type blog engine to their latest and greatest version(3.2). I’m impressed especially with the instant handling of system wide plicies like trackbacks, comments and stuff. I still have to read on it’s other capabilites when i have the time. i’ll give a full review when i get a lot of stuff off my plate.