My daughters will celebrate their 4th birthday on July 4 and I am throwing them a party – the first ever, after the simple celebration of their 1st birthday. The date fell on a Saturday and it was just perfect! Hubby invited several photographers (his friends) to cover the event. I’ve reserved the venue, magician, glitter tattoo artist and face painter. Everything is supposed to be settled last night. But the balloon and setup supplier I’ve contacted didn’t show up. At the last minute she told me she can’t make it for some reason. Arrrggghhh and i just thought everything went on smoothly. And now, with very limited time, I decided not to add additional balloon pillars and stage decors and we will just go with what the venue has offered.
Sigh!
It’s Father’s Day and we are all at home…not spending time with each other but spending time with each one’s craft – hubby with his gundam kits, the twins – playing DS, me – with scrapbook and blogging. This is not quality time as you can tell, but this is also our way of being with ourselves. At some point, we have to split up and do what ourselves desire. Others may find this appaling but for me it is not. We also need to breathe.
Anyway, since it’s father’s day, let me talk about my husband as the father of the house.
I’ve known my husband for eight years before we got married. He is a short-tempered man and easily gets irritated over little things. His patience can be measured. We’ve been together for a long time and he changed….little by little….in his own way. I never really asked him to change his personality for my sake but yeah, I sometimes showed him I get tired and displeased with the attitude.
When we got married, he changed even more…he became more gentle and sensitive about my feelings. He always calls home when I got pregnant, making sure I am always OK. He’ll make sure I am listening to Mozart before leaving the house to make sure that the little princesses sleeping in my womb will hear that too. When the kids were born, he was so happy. He knew that this time…he’s no longer the same – he’s now a father to two little angels.
As the kids grow, they became to closer to him. And because we’re always in the office, they would always want to sleep by his side. They wouldn’t want me getting in between! Oh kids! Being a father made him more mature, more responsible. He’s no longer making impulsive decisions but would always consider my approval and the outcome.
Becoming a father is already a change but it can also change the person and his outlook in life since they play a very vital role in parenthood. I guess all fathers do.
Happy Father’s Day to all father’s visiting my blog 
I am still disappointed over what happened last week and I really can’t concentrate on my work. I’m sick. Stressed out probably.
Today was supposedly the scheduled meetings over the incident but I can’t carry on. Nausea and diarrhea beat me and I am so restless and tired. I can’t go to work like this.
For now, I think I’ll stay home.
My story should’ve been posted yesterday but I can’t seem to get a grip yet. I am still griping over what happened last Thursday morning and until midnight I am crying. So I posted this just now.
I am a working mom and all of my readers knew about it. I work and I am trying to build my career and improve my corporate profile. I had a rough 2007 but I shoot up and made my way to be acknowledged in 2008. This year, I continue to climb up the ladder and made myself more competitive, so to speak but ONE BIG mistake ruined everything.
I made one wrong move, let someone borrowed my laptop and download pictures from an external media. It was a violation of our policy but I gave in to begs and pleases that I ended up getting a disciplinary action. That was just for last week. I am expecting more on the coming days.
All I can do now is sigghhh…..
