Artemis’ First Birthday

Artemis turned one on Friday. We had a small birthday party for her Saturday.

In the Filipino culture, we tend to celebrate every birthdays with a huge gathering. This is because, most filipino families consist of at least 30 people. My family + J’s family = renting a hall, ordering crazy amounts of food, and having a head big enough to get through all the preparation, and executions. 

With being seven and a half months, I couldn’t even get through thinking about what the menu would be, so I thought, a dinner with the Godparents would be a low-key idea. But then, you can’t hurt the Grandparents feelings, so we had to consider them, along with the siblings. Well I gave up quickly and opted for a party at the Grandparents, with a couple of the Godparents that could make it, and some friends. It was good enough. Arty was happy!

//Did I tell you? Monday evenings are awesome? J, is only gone till 945am, which means the rest of the Monday’s to do stuff. Thus, I am blogging at 630, while aK eats dinner beside me. Yes, he’s wondering what I’m doing, and how I can type without looking at the keyboard. Where is the words flowing from?

I’m about to enjoy Tuesday – Friday Mornings, if J, goes with the idea of dropping aK to school. I probably just jinxed it. *(insert fail emoticon here)*


I know, I know.. I said, one per day but, J had food poisoning on Friday night, and Arty’s 1st Birthday party dinner with her godparents was saturday night. I literally was a chicken without a head. Imagine a baby in tow, a six year old, and a super pregnant woman trying to supermom it all those two days. Expect Sunday means, I halfly, died. Just halfly died since, I am supermom afterall.

This morning seems to be a case of the ‘bad mondays’ with -18 weather, and a six year old with morning ‘tude. Typical day right? Except, it meant layers of clothing for three people = more time gone = aK late for school. 😩

Im blogging from my phone, while Arty, and I sit at Starbucks for some morning fancies (white chocolate moccha & banana loafs). J, is just out for the morning, since Arty’s due for her One year old immunization at 11. The case of the ‘bad mondays’ is about to drag on. Arty’s bound to release some evil after those painful shots on both her legs. 😯

I promise to post photos tonight. 😶

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