In My Mind’s Blog

After my ultrasound on 10/13/05, that night I felt my little baby’s movements for the first time.  Amazing!  He wanted to show himself to me first via ultrasound so that I recognize that it’s him who is housing in utero.  They say that the butterfly flutters will soon turn into karate kicks once the baby starts gaining weight and his bones get harder…yikes!  As it is, I get awakened in the middle of the night because sometimes when I lay on my right side he is moving like crazy.  I guess he’s upside down when I do that…poor baby!  But my poor back is killing me huhuhu.

Anyway, Manny and I already agreed on the baby’s first name which will be Lucas.  My aunt told me that it sounds demonic hahaha…but I told her that’s ridiculous.  What sounds demonic is Damien, Dante, etc. (not that there’s anything wrong with that hehe).  She was just telling me that it sounds like a criminal’s name in the Philippines.  I told her that’s the Philippines, I’m already here in the U.S. hehehe.  For the middlename, we’re still deciding on either Pietro (for St. Peter or Manny’s Dad Pedro), Vaughn (for my dad) or Manuel (for Manny).  Decisions, decisions…oh my!  I’ll leave it to Manny to decide the 2nd name because he did supply the Y chromosome.

Another thing…I don’t understand people who are haters.  Because when I sent out an email just wanting to share the good news of my ultrasound…there is this one person in my work group (who I will not name) who emailed me with such a sarcastic reply.  I mean in these kind of instances, usually your friends congratulate you or if they have nothing nice to say then they don’t say anything at all.  Well, this person just proved to me that she’s not happy for me and I will have to cross her out of my friends list.  My husband even reminded me this morning that I shouldn’t associate with this person anymore because she is just a plain old hater.  It’s a good thing this person works at another department now so I guess it’s easier for me to fade away from her life.

Yesterday, Manny was sitting on our front porch relaxing after a hard day’s work.  He saw our neighbor’s daughter walking her dog approaching the front of our house.  When she saw that Manny was sitting at our porch she immediately turns away and walks back to her house.  My husband felt bad about this and asked me if he needs to apologize to the losers for the incident last month (that really wasn’t a big deal…but the losers made it such the major highlight of the year for them - oh yeah, i forgot coz they’re fuckin losers…they have no life).  I told him "no" because we already apologized and they didn’t accept it and the girl’s mother had a mouthful of words she said to him at the time and she also got the same amount from him.  So the score’s even.  Fuck them!  Anyway, Manny decided to go out for a drive in the evening to get him a snack…he said on his way out he saw the girl and her mom walking on the street infront of our house.  The little booger asked her mom to walk with her…how pathetic!  Instead of empowering your child to just move on…the fuckin bitch is encouraging her child to be fearful of people and she even volunteers to be her bodyguard.  This is what I’m talking about regarding spoiled brats from my last post.  That girl is going to grow up just like her loser mom….just one viscious cycle I tell ya.