How Much Work Is Too Much?

My friend and I had a short chat about our kids last night, and also the kind of work we do. She told me that she didn't want to take on new projects because she felt guilty about being there (at home, because we work as freelancers), but not really being there, you know. And it struck me like a bag of bricks because when we were chatting over on Facebook about that, I was at the dining table, waiting for my files to download so I could begin working, while my son was in our bedroom, and I didn't even know what he was up to. A strong emotion of guilt flooded me. What the heck am I doing? I immediately got up and went upstairs to talk with my seven-year-old.

Why I Gave Up Being a Nurse

One day, I woke up, took a deep breath, and decided to take nothing of it any longer. It wasn't for me. It didn't make me happy. It didn't make me feel fulfilled.

I could stop here if you want - because those are the chief things that made me decide that I wasn't going to be a nurse. I never wanted to be one, and I never will be one.

The Millennial Mom Mastermind

Hey, work-from-home "millennial mommies"! I'm planning to launch a mastermind group exclusively for us, millennial mothers who are crushing two things we love: parenting and building a career. In this group, we will spend time talking to one another and brainstorm together; share ideas about parenting, business, and career; challenge one another to create and implement goals; and act as cheerleaders and motivators for one another.

What's in My Kikay Kit?

Choose a girl at random and dig into her bag, and sure enough, you'll find a medium-sized pouch which holds everything ~essential~ in her life. Pressed powder, oil control film, lipstick or gloss, blush-on, and the like.

Whatever Wednesday | Should I Go Back to Work?

It's Wednesday, baby, and I'm alive! Lucky to make it through midweek.

So on to the matter at hand... I've recently been subjected to the dilemma of whether or not I should go back to work at an actual office. I mean, I've never stopped working because a) I will die of boredom if I do nothing and b) I will die of poverty because ca$h makes the world go 'round. But really, I've been thinking about going back to work. Well, I did take an exam yesterday for a position at a publishing company. Not confident, but no harm in trying, right?

Recap | My Epic Weekend

As of the writing of this post, I am still exhausted and could not fully function as a normal adult individual. I'm really supposed to work, but I just seriously need to get this stuff off my system.

Two of my closest friends, Kikai and Maean, came home from Singapore and Canada, respectively, to take part in what was probably one of the most epic weekends of my life. Although... it could have been epic to me because I had been cooped up for such a long time that I forgot how it felt to actually be around people and be out and about the citeeehh.

Friday couldn't come fast enough. To say that I was excited would be an understatement.  I had to stay up the night before so I could finish all my tasks for the week and be worry-free the entire weekend. Maean dropped by our house last Tuesday---a surprise! And she caught me in my "I woke up like this" look. 

5 Things I Miss about Going to an Office

It's been three, almost four, years since I dropped out of the "rat race" and settled down quietly into the confines of home. Deciding on giving it all up (as if there was that much to give up---there wasn't) came really easy for me. There was no other option. I had to. The pay was better, I would be able to look after my son, and I'd have the freedom to go back and forth the little town where we used to live and wherever I wanted to go (although I truly am too lazy to ~travel~ like everyone else).

For the last three years, I've been comfortable. I've accomplished much because I stay at home. Although, sometimes---recently, it's been most of the time---I feel lonely. My son goes to school the entire day, my husband goes to work too. So I am left alone most of the day, and it gets boring.

I Want to Be That Kind of Parent

For every waking day of my entire seven-year parental life, I've been nervous. Saying that would be an understatement, actually. 

I am constantly at the edge of my seat. All I want is to be good at what I do. And to do it right. To not screw up. You can't blame me though. 

Farmers' Market Excursion with Fam

Before anything else, HELLO! Guess who's back! Haha! I am so sorry for the long hiatus; it was much-needed. I had been busy with work, house chores, and adjusting. Because yes! We're back in the city. Short recap: We arrived back in Cebu last March, spent the entire summer here too. Yuri is enrolled at CIC-Cebu (more of that in later posts), and Ace is currently working at a government agency. It's an okay life. We're happy.

So moving on to the topic at hand.. Well, we've only seen the promotions to this farmers' market project on Facebook. It's been posted over and over on former mayor Tommy Osmena's page. Ace and I decided to visit.

So yesterday, after picking Yuri up from school, we went and fed our curiosity. True enough, the prices were incredibly low (much to our delight) and the produce? Freshest ever! Imagine our excitement when we found bell peppers priced at Php80 per kilo (at the Metro Ayala grocery, that's Php170/kg). We were like kids in a candy store, to say the least.

A burst of color at the Farmers' Market in SRP