Tuesday, July 8, 2008

Of Children and Husbands

I read a post from http://www.livingorsurviving.com on why we love the person we love and it really took my breath away. Let me outline the points I found particularly interesting and why.

When we’re little, our mother is the center of our attention, and we are the center of hers. So our mother’s characteristics leave an indelible impression, and we are forever after attracted to people with her facial features, body type, personality, even sense of humor. If our mother was warm and giving, as adults we tend to be attracted to people who are warm and giving. If our mother was strong and even-tempered, we are going to be attracted to a fair-minded strength in our mates.

The mother has an additional influence on her sons: she not only gives them clues to what they will find attractive in a mate, but also affects how they feel about women in general. So if she is warm and nice, her sons are going to think that’s the way women are. They will likely grow up warm and responsive lovers and also be cooperative around the house.

Conversely, a mother who has a depressive personality, and is sometimes friendly but then suddenly turns cold and rejecting, may raise a man who becomes a ‘dance-away lover.’ Because he’s been so scared about love from his mother, he is afraid of commitment and may pull away from a girlfriend for this reason.

While the mother determines in large part what qualities attract us in a mate, it’s the father–the first male in our lives–who influences how we relate to the opposite sex. Fathers have an enormous effect on their children’s personalities and chances of marital happiness.

Just as mothers influence their son’s general feelings toward women, fathers influence their daughter’s general feelings about men. If a father lavishes praise on his daughter and demonstrates that she is a worthwhile person, she’ll feel very good about herself in relation to men. But if the father is cold, critical or absent, the daughter will tend to feel she’s not very lovable or attractive.

I have 2 kids; a son and a daughter. You can imagine why this excerpt was very interesting to me. I knew even before I had my kids that parents affect their future relationships in many ways. But the difference is the reality that now I am a mom and what I do, how and who I am, can directly affect my little boy. This is scary, very scary. I am not the most easygoing person. Neither do I think I am particularly extroverted. I can be exacting as well. And I am a self-confessed nerd, bookworm, geek. I often place a lot of weight on knowledge and logic and reason. But I try not to judge people as best I can, and I am working everyday on seeing the positive in the situations I find myself in. It is scary to think that my son can use me, and all my neuroses, as a benchmark for what he would want for his future wife/mate/partner or that he can turn out as a reaction to who and how I am. For my son, I would hope for a woman who would bring out the best in him, inspire him, and love and be faithful to him. I would also like for him to love knowledge but to be open to experiences that could give him knowledge books never could, to be more sociable and not so uptight when he grows up. Gosh, I hope I am not damaging him in any way.
My daughter's development is of equal concern to me. My husband is very extroverted, not much of a bookworm or an academic even, very free with rules and ideas, and has a tendency to lean on self-centerdness and selfishness. Now, this is in no way meant to bring him down. But naturally, for my daughter, I would want for her to grow up with a thirst for knowledge and pushing the boundaries to become anything she wants to be, to have clear limitations, clear ideas of what would acceptable and unacceptable to her, and one who would be capable of loving greatly. As for an ideal mate, I would hope for a person with much the same qualities as the person I wish for my son- someone who would inspire her and bring out the best in her, someone who would love and be faithful to her. I hope my husband inspires her to be these things.


Or as George Burns, who was Jewish and married the Irish Catholic Gracie Allen, used to say: his marriage was his favorite gig, even though it was Gracie who got all the laughs. The two of them did share certain social similarities–both grew up in the city, in large but poor families. Yet what really drew them together was evident from the first time they went on stage together. They complemented each other perfectly: he was the straight man, and she delivered the punch lines.

This excerpt was what spoke to me the most. I believe my husband and I are rather opposite in most our ways but that these traits not only make the relationship interesting but also make us complement each other in our own unique way. Even if he sometimes wishes for more commonality, and I sometimes agree that some arguments would be easier resolved if the just automatically agreed, I still end up thinking that they way we are and who we are is what makes "us" work the way we do. And that differences aren't necessarily bad. And that there can definitely be beauty in discord. I am hoping that I am showing and convincing my husband of these points every day we spend together and every time we work to make our relationship better.


Pain, Eyesight, and Medical Coverage

I fell down the stairs early Sunday am. I consider myself someone with a relatively high pain threshold but that was p-a-i-n-f-u-l. I have very bad eyesight see. I am near-sighted. And, stupid me, in my rush to see why my son was crying, I forgot my glasses in my room. To give you a better picture of my house, let me compare it to a typical English house. You know, the ones that go upwards instead of sideways? So I rushed downstairs to get to my son who was in the living room with his yaya, then I brought him to his room on the 3rd floor, and I rushed down to the 2nd floor to my room to get my glasses while he was on the throne. I fell down the last 3 curving steps of the stairs that leads from the 2nd to the 3rd floor. Fantastic huh?

Thankfully I have good HMO coverage. When I went to the hospital Monday (after my the swelling of my foot had not subsided and had gotten decidedly swollen instead), I had a consult, x-rays, and diagnosis- all on my HMO!! This was great because going to the hospital is quite expensive. The only sucky thing though was that my HMO did not cover the crutches I needed. So now I have to look around for inexpensive crutches. It would have been silly to get crutches worth 2k when I would be only using them for 2 weeks max. I am using one of those four-legged cane thingys that my husband was able to borrow from his friend. It isn't very helpful thought. I am hopping around now, every muscle I know and didn't know aching like mad, and not getting really far. Would anyone have info as to where I can get inexpensive crutches asap? ahhhh, Pain!!!!!

Sunday, June 22, 2008

Happy Birthday Hunny!

HAPPY 30TH BIRTHDAY HUNNY!!!

It's my husband's 30th birthday today. Wow. I met him when he was 21! It's funny how fast time flies. And amazing how we've been able to spend so many years together, despite all the trials and challenges. I hope that he spends some time reflecting on the next decade of his life and how he can do and be a better person on the whole. I know he will come to his own realizations and I know that these will have meaning.
On a different note, I ended up giving him an overnight bag. A really nice one that fit my budget. I'll post a picture of the bag soon. Hopefully, we'll have a chance to use it and go out of town sometime this year. I think it would be great for us to have some alone time together as well. But that's a different topic altogether.
So, Happy Birthday again Hunny! Kisses!
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Tuesday, June 10, 2008

Gift Ideas


Now that my birthday has come and gone, it's time to focus on my hubby's birthday. I am a lover of gifts so I usually want to give people really good gifts as well. Unfortunately, my budget is minuscule this year. Which is depressing. I did get some great ideas from my friend, Jo, who lives in the States. This one I really liked. It's apparently one of Oprah's favorite things this year. It retails at $385 which is about 17k in pesos. Not bad for a good watch but still way out of my budget. If I did have the budget though I would definitely get this for him, even if he doesn't like wearing watches in general, because I think it would look great on him.
For anyone interested in ToyWatch, you can check out the other styles offered here.

Sunday, June 1, 2008

My Birthday

Ok, this birthday wasn't so bad. But I have to admit, I was a bit unsure as to how it was going to turn out a few nights ago. Let me explain.

At around 7 in the evening of the 29th, my hubby texted me to tell me he was going out with friends to watch a gig. Now, I knew there was such a gig because it was mentioned on more than one occassion prior to yesterday. See, my husband likes to do things like this- upset me before a surprise. So I tried to keep my temper in check and tried to think that maybe this insensitive plan was just a ploy. Lo and behold, when I got home the house was empty and neither of my yaya's had seen my husband. By this time, my efforts to stifle my irritation were becoming futile. So, to calm myself I took a long shower, played with my daughter for about an hour, put her to sleep, and then settled in to watch some brainless TV. By 11:45 I was just too irritated and depressed to stay awake. So I decided to go to sleep, still fighting the urge to send a really nasty text about how wive's birthdays should be sacred. About 5 minutes later, I see an orange glow from the corner of my very bad, near-sighted eyes. Yes, it was my hubby. And my mother-in-law, sisters-in-law, and nieces-in-law. With a lit birthday cake. HAHAHAHAHA!! The joke was on me. And it was a good thing that I wasn't too pissed to enjoy the surprise.
After that, I got some gifts. A bottle of scented beads with my favorite scent (lavender) which you could put in a pouch and hang or place anywhere, from my mother-in-law, and a fancy throw pillow from my hubby. His reason: he wanted something I could use that wasn't clothes. I found that sweet since a lot of our down time recently has been spent in bed, watching DVD's. Plus, he knows I get migraines often so a comfy pillow (and it is really comfy!) was definitely a help.
The next day, I went on birthday leave and he went on leave as well so we could do some things together. Simple people that we are, we just ate in the mall and went to the cinema. We watched Indiana Jones! You have to understand the source of my joy. I am a huge Spielberg fan so this was an ideal movie for me. After that we had some friends over for drinks. Nothing big or fancy. I was happy. Summary for this year's birthday: All in all, it was a good day.

Wednesday, May 28, 2008

Expectations

Expectations can be a bitch. And no matter how hard you try not to expect, you always end up expecting nevertheless.

I don't really know what I was expecting for Mother's Day but I know I was expecting something. And I know I was somewhat disappointed with what happened on that day.

First off, my hubby went out of town the night before for a friend's birthday. Because of mix-ups and misunderstandings, I got left behind. I guess after the initial wave of disappointment, I wasn't too upset at the prospect of some 'me' time at home. But then he got home late the next day. He was supposed to be back by lunch time. This would have been ok. We would have had the afternoon to do some things together. However, he got home at 6pm leaving no time to do anything normal. Meaning, for the leftover time of the day, we would have had to go to dinner or a bar and that was a bit out of budget. Plus, because the trip back was so long and bumpy, he was exhausted when he got home. So exhausted in fact that he was literally falling asleep on the couch the first hour he was back. And so what I got was a breathless "Happy Mother's Day" when he arrived, and a whispered "Happy Mother's Day" before he drifted off to sleep.

On a positive note though, my nieces-in-law made a special mom's day dinner and my son gave me a tiny flower which he picked from one of the plants in our garden. Thank goodness for simple pleasures....and food.

So, I am making a promise to myself not to expect anything for my birthday so I don't end up getting disappointed if i don't get what I want. Wish me luck!!

Monday, May 5, 2008

Mother's Day Musing

I was thinking about Mother's Day a few days ago. I was taken back to some questions I posed in my first post. I still wonder what makes a good mom. As the day for moms approaches, I can't help but ask myself if I've been a good mom so far. Now, I know this is not something one measures in days or weeks or months but I took stock of the past 6 months anyway, just to see if I was doing at least some things right.

And the answer is.......I have no bloody idea. I do know though that I feel like a good mom for the reasons below:

I know I love my kids the best way I can, every minute I am with them and every minute I am not. I can't imagine a world where my kids are not in it or a thought that isn't somehow connected to them. I worry constantly about their health, development, and happiness and about how they are feeling when I can't hold them, or play with them, or just be with them. I wish so hard for more hours in a day just so I have more time to spend with them. I take pride in their milestones, no matter how inconsequential they may seem to many. I show them off every chance I get. And I work everyday to make sure that I can give them the best that I can manage. And when that isn't enough, I can swallow the worst bile in the world to get them more. I would walk through hell and back if they needed me to.

This makes me feel like a good mom, at least. I hope I am right.