We crossed the sea for business (mine). My seamstress was in the province, women needed measuring, and relatives wanted to see the boy. But first, to the doctor!
He'd been coughing hard for 4 days. It's heartbreaking. Doctor suggested it might be allergic. She prescribed meds and a nebulizer. I heard a cash register go "kaching" in my head. No wonder the sudden windfall. It was all destined to go to somebody else's pocket.
Later, The Nanay declared the boy had a lisa, or a air pocket. The idea is that misaligned ligaments/bones due to overexertion can get air pockets and can cause sickness unless massaged. She says she massaged me and my brother as kids whenever we had a cough and it helped. Warning: this is not a medically acceped fact, nor are we medical experts, so don't take my word for it. I wish she'd told me sooner though, so that I could have avoided the nebulizer purchase. Oh well, how much does peace of mind cost anyway?
We left the daddy creature behind because he had work to do. He said he was depressed over the distance. Thank you Steve Jobs for facetime. Without it, daddy might have slit his wrists over kamingaw by now. Haha.
We couldn't bring the tub, so Nanay intoduced Malaya to the balde. He tried dunking his head into the water several times. One day boy, you're going to hate being too big for the balde. And if Ninang Zyra has her way, you'll be singing the Gloc 9 Sirena song in one when you're old enough to.
Nanay insisted she drop us to where I was supposed to meet up and measure some ladies instead of letting us commute.
Malaya made no complaints over the long trip. He was all smiles and laughter. He slept when he was tired wihout a fuss. Meanwhile, Nanay could not keep up. We kept stopping over so she could snooze a bit. Never again shall we turn your grandma into a personal driver. She's just too old.
After my business was done, we were supposed to go back to Cebu. But nebulizing took more time than I thought it would and we ended up missing the boat.
Malaya doesn't seem very happy about it.
The family was having a picnic at the farm that day. Didn't seem to improve the boy's mood.
Here's a fly, trying to join in on the emoness.
We took the boat that night.
And in the morning we said hello to Cebu and took a plane to stormy Manila with daddy.
Daddy: Reunited and it feels so good...
Malaya: Ugh. Stahp daddy, stahp.
Despite Maring, we managed to get our business done. We got to Daddy's meeting, bought the cloth for Mommy's bridesmaids (not my wedding, lol) and even some cloth for curtains. Because of Maring, we couldn't do anything else. We were supposed to fly back to Cebu the next day, but found out from the front desk that the roads to the airport were flooded.
Cebu Pac's fb page said they were waiving rebooking fees for anyone who couldnt get to the airport due to the bad weather. Rebooking online and accessing the hotline seemed impossible, so we tried going through the booking agent we bought tickets from in the first place. After a confusing back and forth and a very irate text message from us, they were on it, and got us a booking for the next day.
In the meantime, we were stuck in the hotel. The Orion Hotel (located at Tutuban center in Divisoria) was surprisingly clean and cosy. I wish I'd taken pictures for a proper review. I'm definitely staying there the next time I'm in Manila. It was definitely a nice place to be stranded in.
And then it was time to go home. The flight was delayed by a couple of hours, understandably so considering the weather was still a bit effed up. A lot of people looked pissed and stressed. An old lady told us some of these people had slept in the airport. A taxi driver sad the airport looked like an island in the middle of the sea the day before. Considering how many things are going on in the country right now, we consider ourselves lucky to be getting home in one shape . Also, Malaya's cough is gone!
Milestones:
The boy uses both hands now. He uses them to put stuff in his mouth. Putting stuff in the mouth may seem like a benign thing for babies to do but this is important because this is a way for them to inoculate themselves against the germs in their environment. Which is not to say you should let them put everything in their mouth. This is also preparation for eating solids.
Speaking of eating solids, he stares at our food a lot these days. Once, we teased him by bringing a spoon towards him. He tried to meet the spoon halfway. The spit out reflex is still there though.
Also, the photos for this blog post would hot have been possible without the ipad mini Mamita sent Malaya.
Kids these days.
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