five.

"...when there is love you have nothing more to do. Then where you are, you have heaven; then all seeking comes to an end." - Krishnamurti

What is life? Peaks and valleys really. Dark days and sunshine. Hope and Despair. Joy and Pain. The one thing that makes it all worth it is sharing it with someone you love completely and who loves you completely. Five years ago I made a committment to share this life with my best friend. I'm looking forward to what more life has in store for us. 143 5117.

Laks

Who's Who?

Child Development pt. 1

DJ Sara and DJ Ryusei are scratch virtuosos. Mateyo...let the education begin. Word up to McNasty for the link.

Jah Lil' Upsetta

Intense. Quiet. Alert. Curious. Irritated. Frustrated. Surprised. Insomniac. Warm. Cold. Stubborn. Gassy. Happy. Content.

All words to describe Mateyo's moods over the past month. Cindy and I just came back from his first doctor's visit and all is well. He is now registering an ounce or two under 8 pounds!! Bam! Jenny Craig can't eff with that right there. She said that he is progressing nicely, and he let her know wassup by subsequently peeing on her during the exam. That's my boy!

His "urine sure shot" tally now stands at: 3 nurses, 2 parents, Our bedroom window, 1 pediatrician, and about 100+ diapers.

He's breastfeeding like a champ. Sleeping during the day and catching the holy ghost at night. We also just discovered pacifiers...wow! what an invention. I read that it helps baby learn self-comforting methods, which is kinda like eating an ice cream sundae while watching Ninja Warrior, so I'm all for it.

Also wanted to send our love out to Wendell and Carolina who stopped by this past weekend to chat and pow wow about the birth of their upcoming baby. He/she seems to be in good hands already. Definite props also go out to the bay area folks who we ran into out in Pasadena recently (Dawn, Jesse, Allyson, Val, Mahalaya, Art, Claudine, and Timyas)...it was hella tight seeing y'all.

Anyways, I think Mateyo Kidlat will be resurrecting soon, so stay tuned. Meanwhile, check out my bro's blog for some cool imagery and itinerant musings.

pee(s),

laks

T.G.I.F.

where's my starbucks at?

mateyo is two weeks old today. cindy and I feel like we've been awake for two weeks.

things were relatively easy for the first week, as mateyo chose to sleep more and cry less. boy, did that change. last night was like diaper changing-feeding-burping marathon. at least he seems to be feeding well, pooping a lot, and growing plenty...which is all that matters.

cindy's mom noticed that he's already trying to lift his head up and roll over...all signs of an active baby who is ahead of the curve. one step closer to being a point guard for the lakers. trust.

marley is getting used to him too, as he'll go over there and give him a lick on the foot every once in a while. although, marley looks about as annoyed as anyone when he looks up with bloodshot eyes around 3am.

don't get me wrong...it's fun..and exhausting. ok..gotta get my soy mocha no whip before i pass out at work. laters.

laks

Looking Back...

Whew! What an experience. Cindy and I are still both taking it in and trying to understand what really went down over the last week. It was strange, in the sense that something was telling us that it was going to happen soon. You can tell by Mateyo's "post" the other day, that he sensed it too.

When we got to the hospital at 6am Tuesday morning, all signs pointed towards a typical labor process, but 30 hours into the thing, with an exhausted Mama unable to get that boy out the old-fashioned way (because he decided to try to exit sideways), we were told it was best that he be delivered via c-section. At first, I felt like "why did we just put Cindy through 30 hours of pain if we were just going to opt for surgery", but in the end, we both understood that she tried her hardest to have Mateyo without going that route, and it actually became a much more memorable and epic experience because of it. I love her very much, and after seeing her go through all that...i believe she can kick ass at anything.

Now, comes the next phase of this journey. Have I mentioned that I still haven't had a full-night's sleep, and I suspect this will continue...probably until I get a bill in the mail for his college tuition. In any case, Mateyo is healthy and quite a jokester, loud as a newborn, and cute as can be. His fingers and toes are super long, and his poop doesn't stink....yet. Being born on 8/22 he ended up being right on the border line between a Leo and a Virgo, we joke that he is a "Ligo"...like those Filipino sardines. My whole family is already claiming his looks, but I know he will probably find his own way, and be a little mix of everything. Here's to Mateyo, my life is yours, welcome to this crazy world...make it a better place.

Laks

p.s. more pics, as promised : )