Monthly Archives: April 2010

The Other Sister

The Other Sister

Carla: “I wonder who thought up sex?”

Daniel: “I think it was Madonna”

And with that almost all-time classic line that really had me cracking up big time, my opinion on this film was well and truly changed. Let’s face it, the name of director Garry Marshall conjures up the inevitable impression of Pretty Woman and the fact that just about every romantic comedy since that film has to some extent been trying to emulate its easy charm, and generally failing quite miserably. So, when the cover plays up both the romantic comedy aspect and the Garry Marshall name on the film, I start to get just a little wary of what is to come. Indeed, this one was approached in the vein of “another dreary film”. Just goes to show that sometimes we should not pre-judge things quite so much. Despite some rather obvious cringe moments, this actually turned out to be an utterly charming film that certainly filled in a couple of hours in a very pleasant way. Even the moralizing that is so obvious throughout the film was almost bearable. Read the rest of this entry

How I Met My Philbert

How I Met My Philbert
Our story is different… It wasn’t a case of  Boy Meets Girl.It was a case of  I’ll Cross the bridge when I get there. In our case He met me and never crossed it  and never looked back.
Actually the real story is that Philbert WAS TRYING to hook up with my BFF Ginger.Since Ginger just got out of a 5 year relationship and was starting to go out with guys who I felt were not right for her.I offered to screen this latest acquaintance of hers.
So I met up with him and found myself to be always talking to him on the phone and having lunch with him.Since his office was one jeepney ride away from my home. I was thinking he’s a nice guy and Ginger would be lucky to have him I caught myself wishing I wish I have someone like him in my life. Someone who is constant and someone who will love me and really take care of me. I asked Philbert in one of our phone conversations what his type when it comes to girls.

If Only…

If Only…

If Only…Joshwa was neurotypical.. Then our life wouldn’t be such a challenge.

If Only…Joshwa liked sports, toys or music. I know that he and Philbert will spend so much time playing in timezone and not worrying that one second he turns his back that Joshwa will be disappear. Read the rest of this entry

Eat Right For Your Blood Type

Eat Right For Your Blood Type

My mom is currently into this and I’m posting this article which I lifted from here. I’m a type O

What makes Me Me and You You?

This is the question that is at the heart of the genetic puzzle. It is also central to our exploration of blood types. The key is genetic heritage – the story line of your life. Even though you are living in the 21st century, you share a common bond with your ancestors. The genetic information that resulted in their particular characteristics has been passed on to you.
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Random Thoughts

Random Thoughts

I have to admit that I’m not as close as I should be to my Papa and my Mama. Whenever I have to ask them something I have to pray silently. I have to admit I wasn’t the easiest child to raise. What a combination hyperactive child plus underachiever.I was really all over the place and I wasn’t even the best student much to my parent’s dismay.If my mom took me to the Developmental Pediatrician I bet the Doctor would probably say that I had ADHD.

My parents really tried their best they really did and disciplined me the best way they knew how through spanking. Which I really hated because I was the one that was  always on the receiving end. I couldn’t even remember why I was spanked all I can remember was the anger on my moms face and how painful it was. I just wished that she counted from 1-100 and calmed herself down and talked to me. I’m not angry at my parents and I never was because I knew that it was the best way they knew how.I’m really trying my best to not spank my kids because I knew how it affected me and how painful it was.

I chose to be a Stay at Home Mom because my mom was always working when I was growing up and I felt like we had to compete with her job. She would be home by 9PM and she would be tired. Weekends were devoted to church.. I didn’t want my kids to grow up with me always working and busy because I had to work. I just want to be there for my kids when they need me and be at my kids programs front row and center.

Applied Behavioral Analysis

Applied Behavioral Analysis

Joshwa’s therapy is ABA or Applied Behavioral Analysis which according to this site
means that approach teaches social, motor, and verbal behaviors as well
as reasoning skills (1). ABA treatment is especially useful in teaching behaviors to children with autism who may otherwise not “pick up” these behaviors on their own as other children would.

Joshwa’s teacher is Teacher Thomas his old teacher. We went back to him despite the fact that he’s a bit pricey because Joshwa already knows him and I didn’t  want to be at the mercy of a therapy center who  will suddenly send a new therapist without prior notice. That will really wreak havoc on Joshwa and his schedule.

He knows this therapist already so we decided to just stick to him. True enough the teacher went to work right away. There was little adjustment
that was needed to be done on Joshwa’s part.He is also Joshwa’s Aqua Therapy Teacher.

My mom asked me how will I pay for the therapist? I didn’t know how to answer her. But the Lord will provide that I know. We’ve been doing this therapy for 1 year and God is so great. He touched the heart of my dad to help us cover Joshwa’s therapy.

Welcome to Autism

Welcome to Autism

Dear Co-Parent,

Welcome to the rollercoaster ride that is called autism. This is one of heck of an adventure. My name is Leira and I’m Joshwa’s mommy he was diagnosed with autism last  June 5,2002 (how can I ever forget that date).

The first thing you need to do is Breath’e out. Repeat. Then do it one more time. Now, look around find out as much as you can about your child’s condition. The second thing that  you need to do is don’t think of it as a life sentence.

Stop the blame game because IT IS NOT YOUR FAULT. It is not going to help you and your child.  Just think of it this way God gave you an important assignment and you have to share with your child as much as you could. Read the rest of this entry