Dear Jaco,
Yes, at 8 lbs. 3 oz., you finally arrived. When you were handed to me, you were this reddish lump of flesh wrapped in blue cloth. As you were wheeled out of The Delivery Room for 'The Show' (with Tatay, our relatives and friends as audience), our doctor friend/tita claimed you look like your father. I was, like, "How do you know that? They all look alike?". Silly me, i was drugged enough to see any face in that reddish lump. When you came back, it was my time to leave, to that very cold place they call The Recovery Room.
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Recovering in that room wasn't really comfortable. I felt like the protagonist in that famous Little Miss Philippines monologue asking for water (remind me to tell you about that monologue), like someone who crossed-over hell and came back. I was soooooo hungry and thirsty and cold (okay, it's not supposed to be cold in hell), and worst of all, I was SO AWAKE. I kept talking to the nurses and kept asking them for water. I tried talking to my fellow new mothers/warriors who just came in and were 'suffering' just like me. I asked for water and blankets for them, I was looking out for them, mind you. In the end, they all slept and left me hungry, thirsty, cold, and awake. There's still chance! Soon I'll be going to our room and I'll have Tatay to talk to.
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"It was so cold in there, and i was hungry. By the way, i talked to the anesthesiologist after Jaco came out. Can you believe it? Yada yada yada... Blah blah blah..." I talked nonstop when I saw Tatay. He, in turn, was kind enough to pretend he was listening. It was obvious that he was tired and sleepy. Okay, I didn't torture him that much. We decided to take some rest coz visitors will be coming tomorrow.
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The anesthesia started wearing off after a few hours and it damned hurt more than labor itself! There you go Nanay, you thought it was over? It was just the beginning.
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Despite the pain
(oh, i wouldn't wanna elaborate on that, it hurts just thinking about it), I was overwhelmed by the people who dropped by. A few spaces here for you:
- Mamu & Tita Faerie, Sweetheart & Tita Minnie, who waited with Tatay 'til "The Show". Ninang Nika, despite the "car-few", dropped by. And many thanks to your Tito Mark & Tita Raqs who waited for you too. Also to Manny Pacquiao for entertaining the people in the waiting room (his fight was on TV).
- Gino and Maggie who brought a loot bag acquired from a kiddie party. You guys!
- Tita Cara and Sir Decenteceo weren't able to see Jaco but were very sweet for dropping by.
- My high school friends: Tito Jay, Tita Jaja, Tito Paul, Ninang Jazz (and a friend, Ethan). They weren't informed that I prefer chocolates and coffee as pasalubong. Hahaha!
- Tatay's bestfriends, Ninong Angge and Ninong Paolo. Ha, you're their first "baby".
- MC people, of course: Ninang Nika (who's kind of dressy that day, bakit kaya?), Tita Ninah, Tito Alay (chocolate mousse! aaaw... you know me too well), Tito Mark & Tita Raqs (da best talaga kayo!), Tito Mario (long time, no see), and Mikhal (now, we know why... hehe). Tita Lynn, who willingly stormed to Galleria when I needed prune juice, was there 'til 10pm.
- Sweetheart (again), Ninong, Ate Minnie (again, too), and Kuya Sting--Tatay's family.
- My parents, Tita Faerie and Tita Manx.
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We're about to go home not knowing that you will change the entire household to be
your home.
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It was nice to finally meet you, anak.
