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April, 2008 Archives

Liquid or solid, but by all means NOW! »

This has been going on for a few days now…Towards the end of the day, nursing the bollo becomes almost more stressing than speaking in public. Why, you ask. Well… It so happens that Don Joaquin recently has decided that he no longer has the patience to suck for longer than 3 seconds to get […]

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Trompita tastes bananas »

Don Joaquin has officially started eating solids and I thought his fan club would enjoy seeing him take his first meal of cereal, milk, and bananas. Please notice the face he makes, and how he throws himself and holds on to the chair on the last bite (towards the end of the video)… What a […]

Make — for a living (or at least for my own sanity!) »

Web design is cool and all, but after several years of doing it, just like with any other job, my passion for some aspects of it has diminished a bit.
I’m not sure that I can pull this off, but if I could, I would love, LOVE!, to become an illustrator, and to get back to […]

If you believe in reincarnation… »

Silly, I know, but it had never occurred to me how difficult it is to learn to do the things we do so effortlessly with our bodies. It was only several weeks ago, when I saw the expression on Joaquin’s face while he was holding a rattle with his left hand and mom offered another […]

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[P] Fragrant 4-month potpourri »

For those who may be itching to see the latest and greatest about Joaquin, this one shows a little bit of everything: talk, smiles, frustration, laughs, worm walk, tears, play, and even a storm at sea.
Joaquin’s age: 4 months

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Life is so much better with coffee »

Only three days after my mom left — and really just one day alone at home with Joaquin — I started to worry… How can I be new to this baby every day?… The question was twofold: How can I always be energetic to be there for my baby day after day?… and also, where […]

The End of an Era »

Four months ago, when my mom got off that airplane and greeted my 38–weeks–pregnant belly, a new future event was created in time: The day that she would leave and go back to her home.
That day is today.
Today is a very sad day for me, not because it marks the beginning of real life for […]