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Daily Prompt: Transformation – Gravida 1

via Daily Prompt: Transformation

Family, they say, is where life begins and love never ends.

Two days ago Mr. Q and I were overjoyed upon knowing that I was pregnant. We were so delighted because after 11 months, we can finally start a family of our own. But these positivity died out so fast when I experienced spotting that very same day when we were already home. We stayed calm and decided to see an OB-GYNE the following day. To our dismay, I was already bleeding when I went to the comfort room right before my scheduled ultrasound.

The doctor said that I was 6 weeks pregnant but the gestational sac turned out to be too tiny than it should be. With the rate of my bleeding, there was no hope for the pregnancy to push through.

It was truly a miracle how my husband and I survived God’s revelation inside the ultrasound room. When we were asked to wait for the OB at her clinic, I knew we both just wanted to be at our  room. To be at the comforts of our bed and the familiar walls. Without a doubt we just wanted to cry our hearts out, kiss, and hug each other. But we waited and was finally cleared to go home.  It was heart breaking to leave the hospital knowing how joyful we were the previous day.

God knows how grateful I was for my husband who only showed compassion and strength as we went home. We both broke down on our way and I can only imagine how our guardian angels secured the streets as we hugged and cried while he was driving. 

It was such an unfortunate event but nonetheless  I am thankful we had to experience it. There are manners to love that can only be expressed in these exact moments of our lives. Encountering them in  different situations will only convey different manner of love, less significant, less appreciated. 

Life is for and by God alone. It is not earned through the purest desires of hearts, nor even by the plans we involved God with. Life is only God’s miracle which He solely starts and ends perfectly. 

To our Baby Q, you are our family. You are the miracle that we will always recall everyday as we live a transformed life without you in it. Hope to see a bigger and healthier version of you in Gravida 2.

Love,

Mrs Q

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Photo Diary: Dayang Beach Resort (Talicud Island, Samal)

Dayang Beach Resort
Talicud Island, Samal, Davao
March 24-26,2016

UV Express Hired Van (one way Butuan-Davao): Php 4500
Motor Banka from Sta. Ana Port, Davao to Talicud Island: Php 60-100
Dayang Beach Resort Room Rates: Php 700 (good for 2 but we asked for extra bedding so we were able to fit in 4 adults and 1 child) other companions opted for Php 800 and Php 1500 per night
Water for Taking a Bath: Php 20 per container
Other Known Resort in the Island: Isla Reta

Note: It’s a semi-virgin island so you will have to bring everything you need (raw food, charcoal, butane stove etc)

 

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Mr & Mrs Q

Perhaps the easiest way for every bride to wrap up a wedding is by looking at the pictures and ask herself how she felt about it. No doubt it would be both blissful and rewarding.

Being a hands-on bride…and groom, it is gratifying to see all our ideas transform into a beautiful reality.

Sharing here some details of our do-it-yourself wedding that you might want to consider.

SCRATCH OFF INVITATION and LINED ENVELOP

I’m a huge fan of surprises so I though of adding a “scratch off” sticker to our invitation card.

While we tried making our own scratch off paint (1 part washing liquid: 2 parts metallic silver acrylic paint), we were not able source out contact paper (used to protect the photo upon applying paint) here in the Philippines.  We ended up buying a ready made scratch off sticker from Etsy – Enchanting by Design and had it shipped (via EMS option) to Butuan City Postal Office in 2 weeks.

We used two photos from our recent out-of-town getaway 5 months before our wedding as our backdrop and did the wording and lay out myself. The minimal cost of our invitation afforded us to print the entourage page for all the 100 pieces as courtesy to all our guests.

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DIY: Invitation, Garter, Boutonniere

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For the envelops, we used sampler paper stacks, wrapping books and paper dollies from Bee Happy. Modge podge is extremely important for this project.

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BOUTONNIERE, BOUQUET, FLOWER CROWN and GARTER

A florist would have been a wonderful addition to our wedding but we decided to slash this off our budget and besides I am lucky enough to have an equally gifted sister, Janice, who made the bride and maid of honor’s bouquet. I used fancy crystals and swarovski from worn out bracelet and necklace for the boutonnieres. An old gray scarf and my outdated gown’s tulle were used for the garter.

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DIY: Coin Holder (from old lacey key chain and empty flat bottle) and Boutonniere

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PAPER MEDALLION and PRINTED WOODEN LETTERS

Well we did not cut the wooden letters ourselves but we laminated it with printed papers. Again we used mod podge (matte) since we needed to put it on top (and not underneath) the paper stack (we do not recommend commercial gift wrappers).

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The medallions were pain in the ass. It took us 2 months to finish these deceiving decors, our only church decor by the way. While they look so easy to make, trust me they’re not. Good thing we allotted 11 months to prepare for our wedding. We made a total of 100 pieces.

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TRIVIA: My husband and I placed the medallions and rolled this red carpet ourselves a day before our wedding, very do-it-yourself there. To date, these medallions have been used by our friends in 2 parties already.

BRIDAL CAR WREATH

Even before Toni G tied the knot, I had always wanted a wreath for a car bouquet so I did one myself which comes handy as christmas decor after the wedding. That’s just very me, having an ‘post wedding day’ use in mind.

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CANVASS BAG AND WRISTLET

Online search led me to Recuerdos where we were able to get these canvass bags and wristlets at reasonable prices. My brother-in-law did the lay out and hot pressed printing all the way from Cebu.  I got the bags as early as February 2015. *will update this post for better photos of the souvenir once the official photos come out

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12310011_905619209513789_8545843842162757306_oTo say that our wedding was plain simple is an understatement. It was undemanding, basic, candid, dear, serene and full of love. It was  a type that would bring only pleasant memories. And no matter how many times I go over the photos, I always feel all the love and I could only wish the same for all the wives reading this.

Xoxo

Mrs Q

 

*more of the wedding at RJ Giberson Photography facebook page

 

 

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Happily Ever After — Take One!

Summer in Butuan City is a season long celebration of weddings. So here is a throwback to my friends, Alrex and Suzette’s big day.

Marriage, they say, shouldn’t be showy. But I guess it wouldn’t hurt if we add up a little thrill on wedding days to add hype to everyone’s experience. I considered sharing this very coherent movie-themed wedding I attended last 2011 that I believe was well thought of and most of all hindi pinagpilitan. The fact that the couple are frequent moviegoers make the conceptualization a no brainer.

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INVITATION: caricature of the couple at a movie house

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GIVEAWAYS: paper mache of a popcorn

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Popcorn Bouquet

The popcorn bouquet was used during the reception in place of the calla lily used at the ceremony.

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TABLE NUMBER: movie titles

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CAKE: movie clapper and film strips

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ENGAGEMENT SHOOT: movie house

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ENGAGEMENT SHOOT: took along friends as extras 🙂

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Although not in photo:

*their pre nup pictures were mounted on the side of the reception area like movie poster

*their menu and programme cards were laid out like movie tickets

*an excerpt from a musical movie was re enacted by the couple and selected friends, filmed, and was show during the reception

What better way to add romantic aura on your big day than to have String Musicians play while you walk down the famous aisle or to your first dance as a married couple.

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Barter System: The Make-Believes of Social Media

It is none of my business, however when you post a thing or two on the web, you are feeding my mind, our minds.

At times I find it disturbing how social networking sites have become a shit absorber. There are flooding posts on a bad day as if it really was that worse when they just waited longer in the line than they usually do or when it has always been the case all their life and they just happen to have 24h unlimited access to the web. There is an outpour of people insinuating love, false love, fear, sadness, happiness, boredom, anger etc. Then feel bad on people talking about them.

There is freedom of expression, I could not argue with that. But we could not just get naked on the street because we wanted to be as honest in expressing ourselves right? Or slap a customer for being such a biatch? Yes sweet little nothings and mysterious shout outs could be fun but I really hope you could post something with substance too.

Life is a barter system. When you give out peace you might just be handed with appreciation. When you give out crap, people will give you a ribbing.

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The Book I’d Write: Last Straw

BLURB: “Even in silence I chose to love him still, for loving seems enough. That loving me in return did not matter anymore”

Chapter 4: Plead for Love
by Johanna Almendras
July 31, 2008

He visited because he wants to know if I’m still mad at him. I told him the truth, that there were days that I wake up cursing him and there were days that I wish him well and days that I just honestly don’t think about him at all.

“Do I still own my spot?” Must be the mushy-iest question he asked.

“If you could have asked me the same question 2 years ago then my answer would be yes”,I responded.

You must think that it was the weirdest and the most indirect way of answering the question. But I couldn’t think of any better way of holding back what I really feel without totally lying.

Why did he want to know? He probably thinks that the very reason why I still hate him is because I still have feelings for him, that after 4 years I’m still mad, I’m still in pain.

Confronted by the question, I felt intense sadness. I cried. Crying is not new to me at all only this time the reason behind the teardrop is. This time I’m no longer crying because I’m in pain, I’m crying because I’m in love…still madly in love.

I’ve spent four years of my life without him. I suffered, struggled and was wounded but I made it through. With my family and friends I was healed. What’s a fresh cut going to do me now? Nothing would be as painful as his betrayal. So why would I bother myself with one question?

But like any other benign tumor, it spreads. From a spark, it’s turned into a gigantic ball of fire. I hope and hope and now I’m starting to pray that he still loves me. I pray that nothing has changed. That he is still the same person I knew and I’m still the same person he was crazy for. That someday I’d hear him say that he wants me back. That all these time he thinks about me. That we was wrong about leaving me. Because me? In each day I stumble, each day I smile, each triumph, each decision…it has always been him, it has always been just him.

“He must not know”, I tell myself.

I can’t tell him. It’s very inappropriate. He is in a 4-year relationship , in a happy and seems to be a strong one.

“Let me ask you a hypothetical question then. What if I’d break up with her? Will everything be okay with us?”

Just like that, the tumor was miraculously eradicated. I’ve been waiting to hear it. I’ve imagine it so many times that I knew exactly what to do next. I’d hug him tight and feel him and every bit of him. But I did not do so. Theory after all is not always equivalent to practice. I suddenly realized that it was not the ultimate cure, that the tumor could still return. It was not the food that would satisfy my hungry soul. I needed to know and hear something else.

Sobbing, I stood up and said “I don’t want you to break up with her because of me. I want you to break up with her because you don’t love her”

I paused for 2 seconds and proceed, “because you love me”

That was it! It was the root of my pain. I envy her and his love for her. I’m hurt not only because he does not love me but because he loves her. It’s two different things. I love him and he loves her, that’s absurd.

While he is loving her, I am loosing him. What a painful idea this is. I probably love the guy too bad that I could only wish him happiness still. I once encountered a sad quote that says “slowly I’m losing you, still I manage to smile cause I know life is not about who you lose but it’s what you find. I found you, now you found her, it’s your turn to be happy… I had mine”.

Yes indeed I HAD mine. Loving him is the happiest moment of my life. I consider it as the essence of my existence but I know I have to let him go.

“Kristel, you are wonderful and extra special the way you are. I love you in a different way that I love her”, he explained.

“Which love is better?”, I asked.

He did not answer. He looked pained.

“Then why the hell go all the way here and ask me stupid leading questions?”

“I don’t want you to be mad at me. I don’t want you to suffer, to feel pain”

I stared at him with uncertainty.

He continued, “If only I could heal you, save you from your suffering, then I would. It’s hard to go on each day knowing that I caused someone pain. If I could only command your heart to stop beating for me… but I know I just can’t. How you still feel this way after all that happened? It’s amazing. It’s overwhelming and crazy too. And no one can question your love. It is unconditional, something that I don’t deserve and cannot repay”

I am crying once again, or was I the whole time?

“So this is how I will always be? Your special someone? Is there no credit for my unconditional love that you say?”

“I can’t tell you want you want to hear. The truth may hurt by lies will hurt you even more”