Nesting

It's been three months since my last post and a lot has happened since then. Paolo turns 5 months today and we have recently moved to a new Kingdom, our Kingdom.

For the first time the Queen and I feel that that we are truly standing up on our own. We bought our first pieces of furniture, picked house decorations, and decided on other plans for our humble abode. Hopefully, the things we bought are pamana-worthy for our kid/s.

It's a weird feeling - managing a small economy. We dictate how things will go and when they'll go. It's scary because we still don't know our limits. It's fun because we get to push ourselves to the limit. Only time will tell if we took the right turns at the right times.

For now, we're really enjoying it. Things are going very well and we can't wait for the next big thing that we need to deliberate on.

And by deliberate I mean the unnecessary formality of me telling the Queen my opinion so she could overrule it.

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The Sleeping Prince

It's true that there are things in this world that words just cannot describe and the photo above is the best example I could think of.

Paolo has recently taken a liking to sleeping on my chest. It's a very tender moment for us as father and son and I'm cherishing every second of it. In a month or two he'll be too heavy and too big for this so I hope to be his King-size bed for as long as possible.

The Blog Queen

The Queen finally has her own blog! Visit The Blog Queen (http://thetruerulerofblogdom.blogspot.com) to read her side of the story.

And to find out why I'm Robin to her Batman.

Get that 36-inch waist today!

If you're like me and you hate looking down on your belly and seeing nothing but washboard abs, then I've got a treat for you! With my exclusive program, I guarantee that you'll transform from fabulous to flabulous in a few weeks' time! Hehe, kidding.

I've never had great abs let alone a flat stomach. Which is why when I found out I have a 36-incher, I was shocked for about a week and eventually just took it as it is.

When I was in Grade 5, I was one of the fat kids - I weighed 90 pounds and had a 28-inch waist. When puberty kicked in however, everything disappeared. Gradually I lost weight and the process peaked during college - 30 inches, 135 pounds. Sexy.

From then on however it was a losing battle. Frequent gym visits, physical activity, and diets no longer seem to work and I took it as mother nature giving me a sign. Discouraged, I decided to help her out in her quest to make me bigger. Just last year I was 32 and 150, now I'm 36 and 167.

Want in on this? Here's what I've been doing to get myself in flip flop shape:

• Slept more

Earlier this year, the wife and I lived right beside the office. We slept at 12 and woke up at 8 with enough time to make breakfast and watch an episode of Friends.

• Learned how to cook

The wife was pregnant and immobile. We had to eat, so I learned how to. Nowadays when there's nothing to eat I could effortlessly whip up a simple feast.

• Drive to work

Love the train but I hate everything else. Unfortunately where we live now, there's only everything else.

• Got married

No need to impress the lady-types. I have the only pretty lady I'll ever need.

• Rarely lifted weights

I hate lifting weights because they're so heavy. Any lighter and they're ineffective.

• Had a son

Instead of ballin' with the boys I just go straight home to see my son. I'll just challenge him when he's older.

• Got a nanny
  

...who does most of the support work for the wife.

• Shifted to a new career path

The web is just as hectic but it mostly involves sitting in front of the computer. No outdoor shoots whatsoever. There are presscons, but half of what we do there is eat.

So what are you waiting for? Call now! I'll throw in a free donut for the first ten callers.

Paolo in videos

Paolo in Pictures

All he does is sleep and cry.
And poop

Meet the Prince

On October 9th, 2009, at exactly 3:25 p.m., my son, Juan Paolo, was born.

He is the cutest, sweetest, and loudest baby I have ever seen. People say he looks exactly like me and that he even got my, ahem, trademark dimples.

Paolo weighs 5.9 pounds but he chugs down milk (both breast and bottled) like a drunkard does alcohol. He's having breakfast as we speak.

His hobby is crying. Crying a lot - especially when everyone's asleep.

I love him so much.

The Green Door

This is the door that haunted me two nights ago. The Queen and I rushed on over to the hospital thinking it was time for us to meet our prince.

We got nervous and we panicked. Everything seemed like a blur, before we knew it she was wearing a hospital gown and I was lying on the unbelievably uncomfy couch in front of the delivery room.

I waited anxiously for word on my wife's condition. An hour passed - nothing. Two hours passed - nothing. My back was beginning to hurt and that says a lot considering I'm only in my twenties (either that or I'm not as healthy as I think I am)

Then, after two and a half hours of not knowing anything, the door opened. Time stopped.

"Did she give birth?" I asked

"No" the nurse answered

"Oh, where is she then?"

"Getting dressed, you can go home now"

It was hard to hear those words. I wanted to go home, but I wanted to go home with a family.

Any day now

I usually get a natural high whenever I finish writing an article. Today however, it's a little different: I'm edgier and downright more nervous than I have ever been.

Last weekend the wife and I found out that she was already dilated -- 3cm to be exact (10cm is the ideal width for giving birth). From here, it could take as little as a few days to as much as a week before we become parents.

As I sit on my chair typing this entry, the reality that we are slowly stepping into the rest of our lives becomes more apparent. The next text, call, or email I receive may go "uwi ka na, ang sakit na ng tiyan ko!". I know it's coming, and I know it's coming sooner than I think.

When that time comes I'll be a different person, and I hope that person lives up to my expectations.

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Baby kicks

Baby kicked around a lot last night. It was weird but very exciting.

It's the first time I felt him/her squirm around that long.

Can't wait!

Kicking baby from this site

Man, am I over weight!

I stepped onto one of those 5-peso weighing scales at Mercury Drugstore yesterday and I discovered something disturbing - I ballooned to a whopping 168 pounds.

The last time I checked I weighed 155 and was teetering at the edge of my ideal Body Mass Index. Normally I don't really care about my weight and my, er, figure (?) but this is a bit alarming.

Diet and exercise, here we go!

Fat monkey from Japan Probe

The Expectant Father

In four months I'm going to be a dad - or a mom, depending on how things turn out. Already I find myself doing most all of the household chores since my wife is in no shape to do any of them.

I'm not complaining, it's actually a very good learning experience: cooking, cleaning, taking out the trash, and grocery shopping are just some of the things I do on a regular basis.

Tiring? yes. Unfair? heck no.

In fact, I have a feeling this will continue waaaayyy after she gives birth.

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Father's Day - when the heck is it?

My wife and I treated my dad to dinner last Sunday under the impression that it was father's day only to find out after eating that, er, it wasn't.

I'm confused. It says here that father's day is supposed to be next Sunday (June 21st), but when I got home, I watched the one and only megastar singing to her mega husband.

Did I fall asleep or something?

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