tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37793162011-04-21T11:54:28.991-07:00Milk and BloodChronicles of a Single MomKarenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02541795848498144405noreply@blogger.comBlogger101100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3779316.post-1083306490316109262004-04-29T23:28:00.000-07:002004-04-29T23:37:18.280-07:00CHILDREN ARE INNOCENT, NEVER ILLEGITIMATE
Webster’s Dictionary defines the word illegitimate as unlawful, invalid. The Oxford American defines it as born of parents not married to each other; contrary to law or rules; (of a conclusion in an argument, etc.) not logical, wrongly inferred.
I call it a cruel way to call a child born out of wedlock. What has that innocent soul done to earn such a Karenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02541795848498144405noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3779316.post-835144832002-10-25T08:01:00.000-07:002002-10-25T08:01:11.940-07:00IT ALL COMES TUMBLING DOWN
Sometimes I zone out mid sentence. Or I talk at sonic speed and then all of a sudden, silence, like someone pulled the plug on me. I walk to a mall and completely forget what essentials I needed to pick up for myself or the baby.
As if it's not enough for me to be a single mom and a budding entrepreneur, my father recently had a major stroke. He was confined to Karenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02541795848498144405noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3779316.post-835132272002-10-25T07:28:00.000-07:002002-10-25T07:33:40.000-07:00JUST CALL ME MAMA MORTICIA
Went to the magazine store in Megamall to get a few extra issues of the October issue of Good Housekeeping. Wahoo! From rock and roll / goth girl to single mom with three pages devoted to her in Good Housekeeping. Who would have thought? I took a copy to my grandmother's house when I had lunch there last Sunday and my cousin Alvaro found the idea of me in that Karenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02541795848498144405noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3779316.post-827330432002-10-09T03:04:00.000-07:002002-10-09T03:04:14.743-07:00I wrote this article for Good Housekeeping (who would have thought I'd be doing that???) and they'll be publishing it in the October issue. I had to make it less irreverent and wicked of course.
POST PARTUM DEPRESSION
Your body takes a beating. Whether by Caesarean section or natural childbirth. And that’s just the beginning. Your breasts swell up and get sore. You lack sleep. You leak Karenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02541795848498144405noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3779316.post-818087092002-09-18T22:18:00.000-07:002002-09-18T22:18:41.000-07:00HI
I'll be the announcing the existence of this blog to a few friends this afternoon. The first three entries are actually going to be loaded on my site using my site interface. All the updates can be found on this blog. I'll let you know more about the website when it's really up and running. I hope I won't have to wait too long. (If you want to hear more about it, go to the Sept. 13 entry Karenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02541795848498144405noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3779316.post-818085882002-09-18T22:14:00.000-07:002002-09-18T22:14:35.530-07:00FATHER FIGURE
I watched the last episode of the fourth season of "Sex and the City" with my friends Tricia, P-Wee, Eddie Boy, Isabelle and AJ. It was a great ending to a great season. But there is one scene I won't forget. A very pregnant Atty. Miranda Hobbs sits on the stoop of her Manhattan apartment with Carrie Bradshaw. She talks about her anxiety being a single mom: "Carrie, my son is Karenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02541795848498144405noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3779316.post-818078652002-09-18T21:53:00.000-07:002002-09-18T21:55:15.000-07:00POWER MOM
A few weeks ago, I was having one of those days--when I felt angry, sad and exhausted. I though of my friend Stephanie. I only got in touch with again after seven years with the help of Asha and Katrina. She got pregnant a few weeks after I did and her daughter is just slightly younger than my son. She has a career in graphic design and advertising and all the parenting Karenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02541795848498144405noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3779316.post-818076042002-09-18T21:46:00.000-07:002002-09-18T21:46:14.730-07:00ILAW NG TAHANAN
I don’t know if it’s true in other countries but people in the Philippines have this habit of preceeding the word “housewife” with the word “plain.”
Maybe all these macho men look at housework as menial, no-brainers.
After I had my son, I chucked about 75% of my old lifestyle out the window.
I now keep track of every single centavo that leaves my hand in the running of my Karenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02541795848498144405noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3779316.post-818075472002-09-18T21:44:00.000-07:002002-09-18T21:44:56.840-07:00CHILDREN ARE INNOCENT, NEVER ILLEGITIMATE
Webster’s Dictionary defines the word illegitimate as unlawful, invalid. The Oxford American defines it as born of parents not married to each other; contrary to law or rules; (of a conclusion in an argument, etc.) not logical, wrongly inferred.
I call it a cruel way to call a child born out of wedlock. What has that innocent soul done to earn such a Karenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02541795848498144405noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3779316.post-818074782002-09-18T21:43:00.000-07:002002-09-18T21:43:05.460-07:00WALK TALL AND RIDE WITH PRIDE
A few days ago, my trainer told me this Philippine folk tale. I believe since its message is quite universal, there are similar stories from the Chinese and in Aesop’s fables. It’s a simple tale but one I needed to be reminded of:
After a particularly long afternoon spent toiling in the fields, a father and his son decide to call it a day. The father lets his Karenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02541795848498144405noreply@blogger.com