Okay.

So the "tomorrow" I was talking about in my previous post wasn't exactly the "next day" type of tomorrow. My apologies for that but I wasn't able to go to work the next day. Baby Frost demanded that I take a rest that day.

Anyway, without further ado, behold Mr. Frost in his early years...







Bask in his cuteness, will ya'?

If Baby Frost is a boy, he'll be as cute and lovable as his dad.

No doubt about it.

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Quote of the Day

"It's pointless to mock someone who doesn't even know he's being mocked." - Brent Sienna, PvPonline.com

A few months back, I thought about the Frost brood. The details of my musings are found in the entry, The Frost Brood.

Now that we're having Baby Frost, I am obsessed with a different child. Say hello to Ariel Gade.



(Click on the image for a bigger view. Pardon the poorly-constructed collage. The creative cells of my brain are currently with Baby Frost.)

ISN'T SHE CUTE?!?!!?

I saw her on the movie Dark Water, the English version, as Ceci, the adorable daughter of Dahlia, played by Jennifer Connelly. She looked really cute and adorable. And the way she talks? She sounded mature yet you know you're talking to a kid. I can't help but fall in love with the child. And I can't help but wish my baby would be as charming as Ariel.

And I used to wish my baby would look like Ai Kago. Oh well. Give me another couple of months and I'll probably be obsessing over another lovable kid.

What if Baby Frost is a boy?

I would want nothing but for him to look like his dad!

I'm telling you, Mr. Frost is the cutest little boy I've ever seen. He's even more beautiful than me, as I looked like a boy in the early years of my existence.

I don't have them right now with me, but tomorrow, I'll post Mr. Frost's baby pictures here!

Don't tell Mr. Frost or you'll never see those pictures!

I am having a hard time with this pregnancy thing.

Seriously.

I don't know if all the things I'm going through are normal, but the ride is definitely not smooth.

I had a delicious lunch of seafood platter, but after an hour and a half, I threw it all up. Am CONSTANTLY hungry, nauseous, and dizzy. Then when I remembered to take my iron vitamins, I couldn't find it in my bag! I must have left it at home. Crappity crap crap.

Am scheduled to see my new OB this week. I certainly hope my new doc has answers to my so-called problems.

Have been discussing options with Mr. Frost, regarding work, my pregnancy, and moving to a new place. We really have to come up with something or I just might not survive this and I'll end up in a nutcase.

Am feeling really weak. Wait, gotta throw up again.

Baby Frost is now approximately 6 weeks old, and looks something like this now (not actual image nor size):



Pregnancy.org says about Baby Frost's development today, March 17:

"Hello in there! The inner ear is forming. Cynics say it doesn't matter but singing to baby can be fun and enjoyable -- so sing your favorite tunes."

Unfortunately, my favorite tunes (GOD GAVE ROCK AND ROLL TO YOU!!!) are not suitable for Baby Frost's development. So I'll have to make a big sacrifice and listen to Wolfgang... Amadeus Mozart and friends. No hard feelings, really. I'm just gonna miss Dave, James, Eddie, Anthony, and the rest of the guys.

Great thing my boss is an angel and he lent me several CDs of classical music AND a very useful book: What to Expect When You're Expecting.

Last night, I was feeling extra worse. Mr. Frost read me parts of the book that helped both of us understand why I'm feeling that way, and taught us what to do to help me deal with those experiences.

Hindi ko alam kung sang kangkungan ako pupulutin if Mr. Frost and Sikei were not here by my side. Well, in the first place, if Mr. Frost isn't around, I wouldn't be having Baby Frost. :)

Hey, Mr. Frost! You wanna see Baby Frost's daily development? Click on the title!

Really now. And who are those scary people? Britney Spears?

You Are Scary

You even scare scary people sometimes!

Behold, the name of the Goddess in another world...

Your Japanese Name Is...

Hisano Gosetsuke

Mr. Frost's wedding vow:

Years ago, I made a vow that I would never, EVER get married. I had seen so many marriages end in disaster and I was afraid of getting into a commitment that would potentially end up hurting me and the people around me.

I was afraid of being hurt and of hurting someone I loved.

But you changed all of that.

Meng, your love gives me strength I never had before. You give me focus and you inspire me to be a better man.

Being with you gives me happiness I never experienced before.
I know that with you by my side, nothing can ever go wrong.
Thank you for being perfect for me.

I love you baby, and I’ve decided that I will love you and only you for the rest of my life.


My response to that wonderful vow?

Remember the first time you told me you love me? I was down in the pits and you told me, "Wag ka nang malungkot, isipin mo na lang, love ka ni Keith."

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No, there's nothing wrong with the codes.

I had the perfect wedding vow memorized, in mind and by heart. It was about how, in search for somebody to whom I'll be perfect, I found somebody perfect for me. And how I've DECIDED to love him and remain his best friend all the days of our lives.

So what happened to your perfectly emotional wedding vow, you ask.

Mr. Frost's vow sent electric shivers to both my brain and my heart that the vow I've memorized, in mind and by heart, practically flew out the window and did not come back until all the guests have gone home.

Mr. Frost is like that. Not only does he has a way to overhaul your loused up life, he also has a way of messing up your perfectly planned routines. And I mean that in a good way.

He broke the monotony of my sorry life. He mixed up the lined-up colors in my world and made them into one wonderful kaleidoscope spectacle.

I was full of angst and hatred; he made me feel good about myself, and eventually, I learned to love myself. He made me realize my worth as a person.

I am overflowing with love for Mr. Frost. Wonders of wonders, just thinking about how much I love him made me feel better already (I was having what I call "6th-week syndrome". Refer to my post entitled "The wonder called Mr. Frost and Shala").

I can't wait for Baby Frost to make the Frost brood even more powerful.

A few weeks, everyone was crazy about this thing. Now that the hype died down a bit, it's time for me to "publicize" my own Johari page.

Please take time to answer it and show how well you know me. Just click on the title of this post.

Thanks!

Shala sent me flowers. :)

An officemate called me yesterday, as I wasn't able to go to work again, and told me that there was a delivery for me. I asked him if the box indicated the name of the sender, and he said no.

When I told Mr. Frost about it, he told me about his conversation (via YM) with Shala a few weeks ago. It turned out that he was the one who gave Shala our office address.

When I got to my office table this morning, I saw the box, hurriedly opened it, and saw the beautiful flowers. I saw the card and it said:

MENG, the newest mamu,

All my love to you, to Daddy Keith, to Sikei, and to the latest bundle of our joy. I wish you all the best of motherhood. I love you (so much, ok?)!!!

motherly yours,
TENG

Thanks, Shala, for the flowers and the pregnancy lectures you give every so often. Most importantly, thank you for the gift of friendship.

Anyway, as I mentioned, I didn't go to work yesterday. Seriously, I'm feeling worse. I'm thinking Baby Frost is now 6 weeks old, and guess what Pregnancyandbaby.com says about it?

"Sorry to tell you this, but as your hormone levels rise, you may see your nausea, vomiting and headaches get worse this week. While it is called "morning sickness", you may experience it at night or even in the middle of the day."

Great. Mr. Frost, consider yourself warned.

Click here to read the whole article. Don't worry, it's a short one.

So, I stayed home and slept during most of the day. I played a little on the PC in the afternoon, and was preparing to go back to the bedroom when, surprises of surprises, Mr. Frost was knocking on the door!

When I opened the door, he gave me a tub of ice cream! As he entered, he showed me the big box of pizza he bought for me, Sikei, and Baby Frost!

He said he went home early because he was really worried about me, and brought me food because he knows I wasn't able to cook real food for myself. And he didn't tell me he was coming home early because he wanted to catch me in the act, in case I was cheating on him and doing something naughty. Riiiiiiiight. As if. :)

God, I'm so blessed to have married such a wonderful, caring, and thoughful man.

Since we found out that we're pregnant, Mr. Frost has outdone his usual affectionate self. Honestly, I couldn't ask for more. Mr. Frost has been everything I need in these times of hormonal instability. He's been so supportive, super understanding... the best husband I could ever have!

Thank you, Mr. Frost, for being the perfect husband that you are. And thank you for deciding to love me, and only me for the rest of our lives.

I have no strength as of the moment to describe the story behind the pink lines, and the joy it brings to me, Mr. Frost, Sikei, and everyone around us.

Details later. Right now, just read between the lines. :)

Hihihihi. I could already imagine Mr. Frost's face-splitting-in-half smile.

(Am getting addicted to these blog things again. My apologies.)

You Are a Schoolgirl!

You're not quite as wild as a "kogyaru", but with your short plaid skirt and silly white socks, you're still a sexual fetish object. You can usually be seen hanging out in the girly section of the video game places, collecting photobooth stickers of you and your friends. You may not be as innocent as you look. Did those vending machine panties once belong to you?

Can somebody please explain to me how in the world a gorgeus dancer ends up in the killing fields???

In a Past Life...

You Were: A Gorgeous Dancer. Where You Lived: Ontario. How You Died: Killed in Battle.