Nine years ago, I had been diagnosed to have PCOS or Polycystic Ovary Syndrome, but, what does PCOS mean? I started to feel uncomfortable when my monthly period stayed for two months straight. It was too light, that it comes only in the morning, and stops in the afternoon. I was afraid to ask my mom to accompany me to a doctor, so I went to an OB-Gyne by myself. I went to an OB-Gyne who knows my family, so I would be more comfortable during check ups. After some questions and family health background, she requested me to undergo a Transvi, or Transvaginal Ultrasound. This is a type of pelvic ultrasound used to look at a woman's reproductive organs, including uterus, ovaries, cervix, and vagina. It uses and internal probe or transducer for closer access to the structures that needs evaluation. After my ultrasound, the doctor told me that I have this thing called PCOS. T...
Years ago, this space held my simplest joys, pregnancy updates, baby milestones, little moments I didn’t want to forget. Life felt slower then, easier to capture in words. Somewhere along the way, life kept moving. I didn’t get to write everything. There’s Marcus now, 11, our bunso, our little comedian. He fills our home with laughter at just the right moments. He has this natural eye for digital animation , and a voice that can turn into so many characters. Sometimes I watch him and think he is already building his own little world. And then there’s Georgia. She’s 13 now. Sweet, deeply empathetic, and stronger than she realizes. The kind of strength that doesn’t need to be loud, because it shows up quietly, every single day. She loves writing too. Sometimes she just observes her surroundings and turns them into inspiration. Other times, she writes from her own experiences, shaping them into stories only she can tell. She’s at that age now where she has little crushes, and I can’t help...
When I found out I was pregnant, I can't stop thinking of how my husband Nel would take the news. He was with me in the ER when the doctor confirmed my pregnancy. I was not so conscious about his reaction, because I was not able to control my own emotions. What I can remember is that he was playing the Itouch and just laughed at me when I cried. I was brought to the delivery room for another check up, and Nel was left outside. My mom and sister, who were very excited, went quickly to the hospital, and they were the ones who saw that smile on Nel's face. I found him a bit silent though. And I felt like he wasn't ready yet. I was thinking that he must be worrying too much on how to raise a child, and how to provide for me while I'm still pregnant. My first trimester was really hard for me, and Nel. I can't do anything in the house. I wasn't able to do the things I used to do for him, like doing the grocery, laundry, e...
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