** Life, fun, frustrations, and what not, of a little boy full of life.**
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** Life, fun, frustrations, and what not, of a little boy full of life.** |
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He was loud and clear when he arrived. I had two epidurals to ease the pain. I was excited yet worried. Thre first epidural didn't work right. Neorulogist said I moved while he was enjecting the pain killer in my spine. Darn it, that is why the second one was needed.. Just before he screams his lungs out, and breathe on his own, I thought to myself " what a cute little angel, thank God he is breathing." But when I turned my head to look at Herb, my husband and first time father, never seen him so red, and uneasy, worried before. I can only think that he was terrified not knowing what to think and say to me or perhaps lots of wonder in his mind, like, is this crying only for a moment? Is he crying because he feels relief from being inside of his mom's womb? I held myself from asking personal quetion to my husband. I respect him, knowing he had no idea of what is a parent like and what goods it has and of course to balance it, what bad things it will have. Only time will tell. I am not going to exagerate, baby was crying from the time he came out for a very good hour and a half. Nurse had to take him in a room where it's sound proof. Herb, Geraldine and I couldn't be so happier that he is well alive yet terrified not knowing if there is something wrong with him. Because none of any babies in that nursery was crying like he did. Many bad thoughts going through my head while laying down there. Couldn't scape from feeling sad, alone, yet there were me, Herb and Geraldine. NO families to cry on. We managed to survive. I am very proud of my little family. Hubby was from Virginia while me from the Philippines. The plan was my mother-in-law was supposed to come and stay with us on my due date to at least watch her first grandchild being born. But baby matt came out a week early. So that leaves the 3 of us to endure the loneliness in the hospital. I never really thought that there would be something called cry baby. I wouldn't accept it for people to label my baby that way. But the reality of it was probably 90% that he was a cry baby. Books and magazines were around me yet didn't want to accept it. Did think many other things but that. I wrapped his belly with rubber things, thinking that he had gas, and so many other things we tried. Man, looking back after 8 years now, we tried everything to keep that boy quite when times that we need sleep and we weren't succesfull. Only to know that he is that because he is he, a fiesty boy. It is the personality he uses once in a while to get away with things ..from me that is.....yeah..I spoiled him , but hey, he should be though for a little while until he reaches the teen world. Born in late , hot summer of 1998 @ Little Company of Mary Hospital in Torrance, California.. Wieghed 8.5 lbs..yeah.. kind a big boy. I gave Geraldine, his big sister (he calls her ate..a filipino way of calling your elder sister). the honor to pick a name for her only brother. She's enthusiastically named him after a brother of her best girlfriend in Canada, Matthew. He loves to Draw , Swim, play Tennis, Runs just for fun with his papa in our nieghborhood, gymnastics was in a clases in South Pasadena and the new thing Hapkido.. He also loves to play and visit his grandparents in Virginia, USA. He loves to play with grandpa's dog , BUZZ and wants to have one of his own, but I think that would be another child for me to raise.. ..and make A homepage. for ....lol don't you think?...so I dont' think he can have a dog like his father did. He can watch them go by our house and maybe if he is lucky, he can pet them.....you know.. He started attending Oneonta Montessori School when he was 4 yrs old. At the end of the school year, they had Talent show. Oh .were they ever so cute to watched. A Photo of his First official day of KINDERGARTEN. He has some photos with his grandma during her visit, October-2003. December 2006- He just finished the soccer season and looks forward to the next battle. He loves to play different kinds of sports. The only thing he is not able to play is "Football". I think that is a very physical sport that requires a whole lot of endurance. Though he wants to play but as a mother/parent, not sure if I want to see him being injured. we will see. His team banner 2006 soccer.
Some of the actions I was able to capture while watching him enjoys the sport.
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8 years old in both photos.
playing his favorite game on earth, pokemon.
Back into shape playing tennis again this year. 01.13.2005
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