Two Lines

For a week now, I have tried using more than 5 pregnancy tests which gave off negative results. And after what seemed like ages, I tried another one for the nth time.

This time, it yielded a different result. Two lines? A barely-there second line after 5 minutes of waiting in the bathroom. I was excited but also a bit uncertain whether this could really be it. I told my mom about it and she was so happy!

could this really be it???

When I told Leih about the test, he too was sooo happy, he decided for us to get scheduled with the Obstetrician. Good thing my friend Marion (who was also pregnant) knew of this doctor, Dr. Arlene Bravo at Makati Medical Center with whom she started seeing a month ago.

I haven't been experiencing any "signs" yet but just to make sure, Mommy will be accompanying me to the doctor next week to have me checked...

Another milestone in my life....

The Accident

We were on our way back from Tagaytay when we accidentally got hit by a motorcycle along Indang, Cavite. It was 2:00 in the afternoon.

Leihson and my cousin Jates came to visit our uncle who was in the hospital that day, and since we haven't voted yet, we decided to go home early so we could catch the 5:00 cut-off time. Leih has always been the defensive driver, having experienced how to drive in the States for years, he got disciplined enough to follow the rules on the road.


It was my first time to ever be in a car accident, (and I'm hoping it would be the last). I was seated at the front beside Leihson when this speeding motorcycle encroached the lane towards us from a blind corner... It was terrifying. I could still replay in my mind how it all took place. Leih saw the oncoming motorcycle and so he tried his best to swerve to the rightmost side of our lane, doing his best to avoid the speeding vehicle.

My first thought after hearing the collision was that the man in the motorcycle could have died on the spot, seeing his bike fly like paper...

Good thing, it turned out that he was able to jump from the bike and only got bruised. But what flared me up was after we stopped to check what was damaged. The Revo was a mess. And the driver and his other companions even had the audacity to blame us for the accident when in truth, it was his sole fault why this all took place. I wasn't able to control myself from answering back, but Leih asked me to just get in the car until everything was taken cared of.


To make the story short, we called the police and from there, the biker admitted his fault and made arrangements on how they'd be dealing with the damages incurred.

We arrived home and just in time, we were able to vote... But the drama of it all still overtook me.. I will never forget this experience, and how my ever-cool husband managed to make things okay at the end of the day....

Cuddling Moments... Priceless...

Just thinking about how time flies so fast gives me an overwhelming feeling... We're almost 5 months married now and every day seems just as happy as the last. Of course, there would be times when misunderstanding sets in, with all the pressures from work and everything else, couples would just have to find ways to make each day worth smiling about...

Before Leih and I go to bed, we would usually talk about how we see ourselves a few years from now... On how we are going to raise our kids and save up for their future... And from small topics like these, the conversation would always end up in small laughing fits and I'll find myself "torturing" Leihson with my unending tickling which will send him off the bed, bursting into uncontrollable laughter and tears at the same time. Though at times, he would seriously beg for me to stop, he says it is one of the sweetest craziest things I have come to share with him, and so does he.

Weird as it may seem, but not one night passes us by without us sharing a laugh or two... It's nice to finally find that someone you can share precious moments like these...with each passing day, I am loving my husband even more....