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		<title>Eman&#8217;s first Sunday at church</title>
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		<description><![CDATA[I was meaning to post about Eman&#8217;s birth story but I can&#8217;t seem to find time to finish what I have started writing 4 days ago. I don&#8217;t have the luxury of time to blog now since Eman&#8217;s always calls me to feed him. We are very happy that I am breastfeeding him because I [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I was meaning to post about Eman&#8217;s birth story but I can&#8217;t seem to find time to finish what I have started writing 4 days ago. I don&#8217;t have the luxury of time to blog now since Eman&#8217;s always calls me to feed him. <img src='http://caroleenstreasures.com/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_smile.gif' alt=':-)' class='wp-smiley' />  We are very happy that I am breastfeeding him because I failed to purely breastfed Ella before. Aside from getting nutrients that formulas don&#8217;t have, we could also save A LOT. <img src='http://caroleenstreasures.com/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_wink.gif' alt=';-)' class='wp-smiley' />  Although the following day after his birth we fed him with formula using a small syringe because I still don&#8217;t have much milk yet, I am very thankful that I have enough milk now (and crossing my fingers and toes that the supply will last until he decides to eat rice) He wasn&#8217;t satisfied with what he can get from me on the second day (he is really a boy!) so we have to give him formula through syringe to prevent confusion between my nipple and the bottle&#8217;s nipple. Now I feel I am floating in the air because I can&#8217;t get enough sleep especially at night when I have to feed and change his diaper but I love it. It feels so good to hold him close to me and his smiles always delights us all.<span id="more-1116"></span></p>
<p>Today we went to church and Ella was very excited to show the world that she has a baby brother. It is one of the rarest mornings that she stood up after just one wake up call. <img src='http://caroleenstreasures.com/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_smile.gif' alt=':-)' class='wp-smiley' />  I was afraid that he might cry and ask for milk while the service is going on so I wore jeans and a knitted top so it would be convenient for me to feed him there. During that time of the day, we are cuddling while feeding but while at church he just slept the entire worship service because of the cold air from the AC that made him so comfortable. People who have been waiting for Eman (mostly are our godparents in our wedding) were very happy to see him. One even asked me if the baby I was carrying is mine and when I said yes, she blurted out &#8220;Hindi ko alam na buntis ka pala!&#8221; (I did not know you were pregnant!) <img src='http://caroleenstreasures.com/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_lol.gif' alt=':lol:' class='wp-smiley' />  Since we moved to Trento, we rarely got to attend worship service here in Davao, that justifies how surprised she was.</p>
<p>After the worship service, Donald brought his &#8220;kids&#8221; to McDonald&#8217;s for lunch. It was actually a treat for the big sister.</p>
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<p style="text-align: left;">Eman was still sleeping the whole time we were there. Donald and I enjoyed staring at him while Ella played at the play area with kids in different colors (there were whites and blacks plus yellow and brown there). She said she is not afraid of the kids but she said she will hide from the BIG americans. (the daddies and mommies) <img src='http://caroleenstreasures.com/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_rolleyes.gif' alt=':roll:' class='wp-smiley' />  She&#8217;s still afraid to be speaking with english speaking people but she is very eager to learn and everyday she goes home from playing with the neighbor with a new english word.</p>
<p style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://s298.photobucket.com/albums/mm270/caroleen_02/?action=view&amp;current=mcdo1.jpg" target="_blank"><img class="aligncenter" src="http://i298.photobucket.com/albums/mm270/caroleen_02/mcdo1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /></a></p>
<p style="text-align: left;">After chasing and getting disappointed that she wasn&#8217;t able to say hi to Grimace on his way upstairs to give fun to the kids at the birthday party held on the second floor, she finally had the chance to pose with him when he&#8217;s on his way out of the store. Then she asked me to take a picture of her with Ronald. I hurriedly took out the camera since she rarely pose and ask to take her picture. It would always be me who asks and sometimes plead for her to pose.</p>
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<p style="text-align: left;">Then we crossed the street, passed the parking lot to Victoria Plaza to buy some groceries and breast pump. I really need a pump because I am not comfortable wearing jeans nor slacks when going to church and it is very immodest to pull my dress up to feed Eman. <img src='http://caroleenstreasures.com/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_lol.gif' alt=':lol:' class='wp-smiley' />  Ella was very behaved while we were inside the mall because she said she&#8217;s a big sister now. She got some goodies in the grocery, bought two chocolate candies in the candy machine and rode the carousel twice. We then went home with a happy Ella and a sleeping Eman.</p>
<p style="text-align: left;">Here in my sister&#8217;s apartment, we had some sort of photo shoot when Eman woke up just when we arrived. My sister Crislyn was also clicking her camera while the little man was enjoying all the attention. Here he is at 8 days old.</p>
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<p style="text-align: left;">Now I will have two fellas to blog about. I am not used to be posting too much photos and be talking about two little people here in my blog but this is really it&#8230;..this blog now stars Ella and Eman. <img src='http://caroleenstreasures.com/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_wink.gif' alt=';-)' class='wp-smiley' />  Ella would be happy with that because she was always complaining each time I aim the camera on her and blog about her. She doesn&#8217;t want me to &#8211; in her own term, &#8220;gossip&#8221; about her.</p>
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