<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2604783211867695272</id><updated>2012-02-15T23:41:13.305-08:00</updated><category term='Singapore wedding'/><category term='sex'/><category term='wedding vow'/><category term='my achievements'/><category term='Our love story'/><category term='picture'/><category term='personal'/><category term='baby milestone'/><category term='baby'/><category term='slideshow'/><category term='wedding'/><category term='interacial marriage'/><category term='Japanese wedding'/><category term='video'/><category term='my husband'/><category term='life as one'/><category term='foods'/><category term='Philippine wedding'/><category term='nihonggo'/><category term='parents in law'/><category term='opinions'/><category term='pregnancy'/><category term='pregnancy diary'/><category term='money'/><title type='text'>MY JOURNEY</title><subtitle type='html'>Great people are ordinary people with ordinary amount of determination 
フローリメル　渡邊</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flo-watanabe.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2604783211867695272/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flo-watanabe.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>watanabe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_898Fqs-E2jE/R5GRGC6MpiI/AAAAAAAAAEw/urVxF5qp6Q4/S220/%E7%84%A1%E9%A1%8C.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>24</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2604783211867695272.post-4467118996545105196</id><published>2008-07-05T04:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-15T06:38:19.534-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='video'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baby milestone'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baby'/><title type='text'>My baby's first journey</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/365NC2bW1Lk"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/365NC2bW1Lk" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/2ItQ7E1waqU&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/2ItQ7E1waqU&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shin has done a great milestone from 0 to 11 months. He made you smile, he made you laugh and he made you to giggle looking at his bubbly pictures. Friends, this time I will show you his first step. He made an outstanding achievement at 11 months and 7 days. Join my baby Shin on his first journey. He will turn 1 year old with 6 teeth, can recognize some words, can follow simple instruction and walk confidently.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2604783211867695272-4467118996545105196?l=flo-watanabe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flo-watanabe.blogspot.com/feeds/4467118996545105196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2604783211867695272&amp;postID=4467118996545105196' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2604783211867695272/posts/default/4467118996545105196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2604783211867695272/posts/default/4467118996545105196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flo-watanabe.blogspot.com/2008/07/my-babys-first-journey.html' title='My baby&apos;s first journey'/><author><name>watanabe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_898Fqs-E2jE/R5GRGC6MpiI/AAAAAAAAAEw/urVxF5qp6Q4/S220/%E7%84%A1%E9%A1%8C.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2604783211867695272.post-1282233943107142181</id><published>2008-07-02T19:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-15T04:29:36.959-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='opinions'/><title type='text'>Virtual love</title><content type='html'>We live in a world that is constantly in change and this includes online dating/ chatting. Online dating doesn't seem very real to me. Sure, people do meet and fall in love over the internet but I still don't believe in it. It is said to be the safest place to find your soulmate. Yes, I believe so rather than meeting a girl in bar which might be a carrier of some disease. I personally never used online dating. To me, this is the most deperate way I will do if I cant find a boyfriend in person. I think confident, beautiful and intellegent people will not go for this easy love. Its scary and its difficult to trust people you dont know. I will give real-life some more time perhaps I'm a very realistic person and I dont want do deal with fantacy. I believe, if you are social enough (has friends, goes out regularly, you can show everybody who you are) then you don’t need to hide yourself in virtual world. You definitely can learn more about a person by meeting them than you can by talking to them on the internet. I consider myself broad minded but recently its getting alarming knowing some of my country girls are making this as a solution to get out of the country, to escape poverty in the Philippines oh my I was flabbergasted.　&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m not saying that virtual love couples are not ideal couples. Infact, I have met many here which made to realize that Virtual love is God-made idea created my human to meet their true love no matter how big the world is. For those who finished college and or worked in any decent profession in the Philippine is an exemption to this however to those female who thinks I dont need a diploma to go to aboard because marrying this foreinger online will lead me to my american dream duh I pity for you men.  I just noticed that foreigners who were into virtual love are mostly divorced and with kids　out of previous marriage. I’m just wondering that marrying someone in the net might be more understanding of your situation than finding your love in reality. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of my classmates told me that Filipinas who were in online dating/chat are; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*the "leftovers" thus they failed to succeed marrying the guy in their dreams in-person so their last option is the virtual love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*most of this female are 2nd hand- means they had a children from the previous relationship they cannot marry same nationality because its a taboo on our culture aside from that Filipino guy cannot afford support their kids. I bow to foreigner who loves to do charity hehehe. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*They are females who are not interested in getting degree rather they dream to be instant millionaire by mere sitting on the internet café and wait until foreigner catch their attention. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was deeply hurt of what he said　but I can’t blame him for he experienced it. For the foreigners who are looking for Filipina fiancée. Are you ready to support and embrace not just we but also our family in the Philippines? Filipinas might not be that frank like Caucasian, Chinese, Korean and Japanese girls in terms of monetary support but inside marriage they might regret not telling you “Please support my family too”. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To Filipina mind marrying foreigner is one of the answers to escape our dying country, an avenue to succeed in career when we get to the foreign land, a dream of having a prefect combination of mix genes and a haven to meet soulmate. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ladies and Gentlemen, there's nothing wrong in virtual love. With so many people using the internet, chances are great to find your mate, provided please use your common sense, a lot of patience and willingness to take a budding online relationship into the real word. If you feel comfortable with the Internet and online dating/chat, the world is literally your own little oyster. Go out and find the pearl you are seeking.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2604783211867695272-1282233943107142181?l=flo-watanabe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flo-watanabe.blogspot.com/feeds/1282233943107142181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2604783211867695272&amp;postID=1282233943107142181' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2604783211867695272/posts/default/1282233943107142181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2604783211867695272/posts/default/1282233943107142181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flo-watanabe.blogspot.com/2008/07/virtual-love.html' title='Virtual love'/><author><name>watanabe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_898Fqs-E2jE/R5GRGC6MpiI/AAAAAAAAAEw/urVxF5qp6Q4/S220/%E7%84%A1%E9%A1%8C.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2604783211867695272.post-1455376459034708310</id><published>2008-07-02T17:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T06:51:20.920-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pregnancy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='picture'/><title type='text'>My baby talks inside my womb</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_898Fqs-E2jE/SGwnO6kcRZI/AAAAAAAAAGI/2xDPKsFlrcU/s1600-h/219755081l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_898Fqs-E2jE/SGwnO6kcRZI/AAAAAAAAAGI/2xDPKsFlrcU/s400/219755081l.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218589205409318290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aside from funny couple we are also sprightly couple. Talking about babies before getting married, I am less interested to have a baby girl because I might be jealous. Tomo's attention will be focus on her not to me anymore. I will have a rival for short. Tomo as well didn't want a boy coz he will be insecure. I will love the boy more than him. He wants to the sole Flo's baby. So we enjoyed each other first. After 1 year of marriage and after the completion of our 3 weddings. Its ironic of what we liked before. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that I'm pregnant, I prefer baby girl. Tomo's likes to have a baby boy. However, either as long as its healthy. At 14 weeks we can be able to know the gender but we prefer to keep it secret because we are studying on how to make boy or girl in the future. We want 4 kids if given a chance. Also, we plan to know it just 1 month before giving birth because my excited parents in law will shop a lot of baby's stuff as early as now if they happen to know it. I will have troublesome organizing my closet because of the change in season.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At night, I always ask my baby what time Fafa is coming. Sometimes he wont knock my tummy but nearly Fafa is approaching our house my baby will kick several times. So I will run in the hallway to hug Fafa and wait for the present he have. Sometimes Fafa will scold us because its cold outside we might catch a cold and what if I stumble. But I explained to him that your baby kicks my stomach that is why I knew your on your way. Althroughout my pregnancy my baby becomes my buddy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before going to bed, we always read him a tales. Actually, I couldn't understand because its nihonggo yet my baby is restless if the story is happy. Sometimes if the story is sad my baby is not moving, I think he fell asleep. After each story we will ask him/her about the gender. Fafa said, Nozomi chan are you a girl?....silent no response. Then its my turn to ask him, Shingo kun are you a boy?...hehehe he happily kicks my tummy. Then Fafa and him will start playing kicking game. Until, several weeks before my due date. We asked the doctor about our baby's gender. Ohhh he is correct he is a BOY! Our baby is amazingly smart. Even in my tummy he can be able to communicate with us. So parents-to-be out there please talk to your womb and make rapport to stimulate his brain.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2604783211867695272-1455376459034708310?l=flo-watanabe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flo-watanabe.blogspot.com/feeds/1455376459034708310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2604783211867695272&amp;postID=1455376459034708310' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2604783211867695272/posts/default/1455376459034708310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2604783211867695272/posts/default/1455376459034708310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flo-watanabe.blogspot.com/2008/07/my-baby-talks-inside-my-womb.html' title='My baby talks inside my womb'/><author><name>watanabe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_898Fqs-E2jE/R5GRGC6MpiI/AAAAAAAAAEw/urVxF5qp6Q4/S220/%E7%84%A1%E9%A1%8C.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_898Fqs-E2jE/SGwnO6kcRZI/AAAAAAAAAGI/2xDPKsFlrcU/s72-c/219755081l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2604783211867695272.post-836027752332862371</id><published>2008-07-02T16:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-03T23:06:56.050-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='foods'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pregnancy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='slideshow'/><title type='text'>Pregnancy delights</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="width:480px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" src="http://w107.photobucket.com/pbwidget.swf?pbwurl=http://w107.photobucket.com/albums/m320/florimelwatanabe/foods/cad89ec1.pbw" height="360" width="480"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i107.photobucket.com/redirect/album?action=slideshow&amp;landing=/slideshows&amp;type=103" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pic.photobucket.com/slideshows/btn.gif" style="float:left;border-width: 0;" &gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s107.photobucket.com/albums/m320/florimelwatanabe/foods/?action=view&amp;current=cad89ec1.pbw" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pic.photobucket.com/slideshows/btn_viewallimages.gif" style="float:left;border-width: 0;" &gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love to eat. When I got pregnant the more I became bodacious eater. Its funny because I never craved for filipino foods. Actually, my taste buds already forgot my native cuisine instead I'm more global and most likely asian eater.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I craved for spicy Korean, Thai nad Chinese foods during those times. Not so much fond of Japanese food coz I hated the mirin,　sake and the kind of sweet taste food of Japanese which is ironic! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For Korean delicacies, I craved for bim bim bap and kimchi. &lt;br /&gt;For Thai food, I craved for tom yam soup, olive rice, and cry green chicken. &lt;br /&gt;For Chinese food, I befriended many of my Chinese classmates and asked them to give me any kind of foods they prepare at home. Also, the Singapore fish ball...hmmm I love it! So I asked my Japanese friend to send me Indonesian food especially the spicy nasi goring.&lt;br /&gt;For American food just a burger, a quater pounder with cheese hahaha and French food which is elegant and nicely presented on the table. And not as simple as that. I wanted to eat the food which was prepared by native chefs. I dont want to go to the restaurant if the food is Korean concept but the chef is Japanese. I become so fuzzy because Tomo spoils my mouth a lot. Besides, its very expensive in Japan to find the native chefs of each cuisine. And if I didn't get what I want, I will cry so Tomo research a lot of restaurants in the internet near our place. The worst craving I have is the smell of Tomo's underarm. I like it especially when wet! I cant explain why? its not stink but kinda sour. hahahaha! Every time he comes back home. I will undress him and smell his underarm. He would run away so it seems like our house has a domestic violence at night. Wife rapes the husband.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2604783211867695272-836027752332862371?l=flo-watanabe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flo-watanabe.blogspot.com/feeds/836027752332862371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2604783211867695272&amp;postID=836027752332862371' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2604783211867695272/posts/default/836027752332862371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2604783211867695272/posts/default/836027752332862371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flo-watanabe.blogspot.com/2008/07/pregnancy-delights.html' title='Pregnancy delights'/><author><name>watanabe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_898Fqs-E2jE/R5GRGC6MpiI/AAAAAAAAAEw/urVxF5qp6Q4/S220/%E7%84%A1%E9%A1%8C.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2604783211867695272.post-8234658174257726179</id><published>2008-07-02T16:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-02T19:28:43.509-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pregnancy'/><title type='text'>The perils of my pregnancy</title><content type='html'>At 7 weeks I first knew I was pregnant. I had a urethral bleeding that is why my period is still on going. But my baby is doing good and surviving. The doctor’s advice is a complete bed rest to avoid miscarriage. I admit that occasionally me and my husband love to drink. I'm sorry for Shingo coz I drunk about 2 liters of liquor during 6 weeks of my pregnancy. I love sashimi. I ate raw fish as often as I want especially the maguro  (tuna) which contains a lot of mercury. Also, I went onsen (were everybody is naked) as a part of our relaxation and recreation once a month we go to hot spring. I didn't realize I was pregnant. The water was about 40 degree which is harmful for the fetus. I pray that Shingo is healthy even though I committed a lot of mistakes to him. Being a mom and entering into motherhood needs not only care but also preparation. I believe that God gave us a gift in the right time. In my prayers He is always telling me that Shingo is will be born healthy and lovely baby.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2604783211867695272-8234658174257726179?l=flo-watanabe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flo-watanabe.blogspot.com/feeds/8234658174257726179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2604783211867695272&amp;postID=8234658174257726179' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2604783211867695272/posts/default/8234658174257726179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2604783211867695272/posts/default/8234658174257726179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flo-watanabe.blogspot.com/2008/07/perils-of-my-pregnancy.html' title='The perils of my pregnancy'/><author><name>watanabe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_898Fqs-E2jE/R5GRGC6MpiI/AAAAAAAAAEw/urVxF5qp6Q4/S220/%E7%84%A1%E9%A1%8C.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2604783211867695272.post-8327597089144644327</id><published>2008-01-27T04:45:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-07-03T23:07:27.052-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pregnancy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='slideshow'/><title type='text'>The secret of my pregnancy</title><content type='html'>&lt;embed width="448" height="361" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" src="http://i107.photobucket.com/remix/player.swf?videoURL=http%3A%2F%2Fvid107.photobucket.com%2Falbums%2Fm320%2Fflorimelwatanabe%2Fshingo%2Fa94d3f90.pbr&amp;amp;hostname=stream107.photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All throughout my pregnancy, I did prenatal education to my baby inside my womb. I set 5-10 minutes twice a day. One in the morning where　I can do alone, another one in the evening where my husband was around to help me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7 weeks we found out I’m conceiving, we started talking to my fetus even though he　 was not yet fully formed. I began my prenatal classroom at the end of my second trimester. I used a series of repetitive drum rhythms to enable my baby to become aware of sounds other than your heartbeat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At five months, when I began to feel my baby’s movement. We played games that involve and stimulate my baby’s sense of touch. This part of the Program is designed to encourage your baby to respond with others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Inside my womb I taught Shingo 26 words which aim to teach him to associate specific sensations with specific words. These are divided into seven groups; touch-related (pat, rub), movement (sway, up), sounds (music, noise), body functions (cough, hiccup), visuals (light, dark), thermal (hot, cold), and baby moves (kick). The final Primary word is ‘not’ which can be introduced once your baby has learnt the other words. For example, he may have learnt ‘kick’ so you can teach him to stop kicking with ‘not kick’.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As part of the Prenatal Classroom,　I  Exposeｄ him to a variety of music (Mozart highly recommended) and foreign language sounds. We　read and sing to him as often as possible (both Daddy and Mommy). The human brain has different centers that receive and process speech sounds and musical rhythms, so both these activities stimulate different brain areas. &lt;br /&gt;My baby who received a pre-natal stimulation was able to deal with the world outside the womb. He is often more in control of his movements after birth and he appears calm, active and happy all the time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2604783211867695272-8327597089144644327?l=flo-watanabe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flo-watanabe.blogspot.com/feeds/8327597089144644327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2604783211867695272&amp;postID=8327597089144644327' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2604783211867695272/posts/default/8327597089144644327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2604783211867695272/posts/default/8327597089144644327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flo-watanabe.blogspot.com/2008/01/shin-at-0-1-month-old.html' title='The secret of my pregnancy'/><author><name>watanabe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_898Fqs-E2jE/R5GRGC6MpiI/AAAAAAAAAEw/urVxF5qp6Q4/S220/%E7%84%A1%E9%A1%8C.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2604783211867695272.post-3632292972723660324</id><published>2008-01-17T05:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T06:51:21.755-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pregnancy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='picture'/><title type='text'>Welcome to Mumhood</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_898Fqs-E2jE/R49WCi6MpdI/AAAAAAAAAEI/iBpTNcarnNg/s1600-h/dsc00635_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_898Fqs-E2jE/R49WCi6MpdI/AAAAAAAAAEI/iBpTNcarnNg/s400/dsc00635_2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156434700093138386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Summer season of July 26, 2007 at 10:59 a.m. Shingo was born. At 38 weeks he was born fully matured, healthy and has a capacity to survive in the outside world. He weighed 6.7 Ibs　just ideal for my small pelvic to give birth in a normal delivery. I suffered a tremendous painful labor about 24 hours and no epidural at all. Surprisingly, he was born 2 days ahead of our church wedding anniversary. He gave us a gift before the celebration of our Holy Matrimony.  God is really great! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm really complete! Having a loving partner and a cute bugoy makes me the happiest being. Shingo is a God's master piece and a living miracle that I will forever appreciate.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2604783211867695272-3632292972723660324?l=flo-watanabe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flo-watanabe.blogspot.com/feeds/3632292972723660324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2604783211867695272&amp;postID=3632292972723660324' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2604783211867695272/posts/default/3632292972723660324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2604783211867695272/posts/default/3632292972723660324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flo-watanabe.blogspot.com/2008/01/summer-season-of-july-26-2007-1059.html' title='Welcome to Mumhood'/><author><name>watanabe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_898Fqs-E2jE/R5GRGC6MpiI/AAAAAAAAAEw/urVxF5qp6Q4/S220/%E7%84%A1%E9%A1%8C.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_898Fqs-E2jE/R49WCi6MpdI/AAAAAAAAAEI/iBpTNcarnNg/s72-c/dsc00635_2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2604783211867695272.post-200048110008555607</id><published>2008-01-17T05:18:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T06:51:21.925-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='picture'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='interacial marriage'/><title type='text'>Sometimes I need to bow</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_898Fqs-E2jE/SD93wiRP7pI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/AuyB9voYfWY/s1600-h/1_683190432l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_898Fqs-E2jE/SD93wiRP7pI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/AuyB9voYfWY/s400/1_683190432l.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206011369980161682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;International marriage is indeed complicated. Not only we must decide for everything but also we must consider parents in law of both parties. Aside from that family rule must abide culture and hierarchy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The past few weeks, I'm pretty dismayed in the decision made by my parents in law regarding the changes in my baby's name. I'm totally unaware of this culture that the first born child especially boy will be named by grandparents. Although, parents can give suggestions presenting the meaning of the name and the corresponding Chinese character but the final decision will be made by the grandfather who is the highest leader of the family. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At first, I'm upset! Because since the 10th week of my pregnancy. We start naming our baby NOZOMI. From fetus to fully matured baby inside my womb, he will show us a prompt response every time we call him. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, life is a give and take process. I'm so fortunate for having kind parents in law who treated me as a real daughter. I remembered when we moved to Japan we didn't bring anything, we left all our stuff in Singapore from the biggest appliances up to the toilet paper they provided us. Not just material things, I can compare how happy I'm now living near them. Unlike before, Tomo is the only family I have. When I'm sick I find nobody to run to when his in job but now I was taking care of and love just like having my real parents beside me. Sometime I need to bow especially for the sake of the people whom I respect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now, in the Kosekitohon (Birth certificate) his official name will be SHINGO WATANABE 晋吾　渡邊  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The meaning of the Chinese character is to "move forward by you". Sounds like very independent boy! We call him SHIN CHAN. Tomo talked to him and make him to understand that we need to change his name. Actually, It took him a week to familiarize his new name. So now every time we call him Shin chan, he is already responding. Shin chan will always be our (Nozomi) meaning papa and mama's wish and hope of many people in the future&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2604783211867695272-200048110008555607?l=flo-watanabe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flo-watanabe.blogspot.com/feeds/200048110008555607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2604783211867695272&amp;postID=200048110008555607' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2604783211867695272/posts/default/200048110008555607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2604783211867695272/posts/default/200048110008555607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flo-watanabe.blogspot.com/2008/01/sometimes-i-need-to-bow.html' title='Sometimes I need to bow'/><author><name>watanabe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_898Fqs-E2jE/R5GRGC6MpiI/AAAAAAAAAEw/urVxF5qp6Q4/S220/%E7%84%A1%E9%A1%8C.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_898Fqs-E2jE/SD93wiRP7pI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/AuyB9voYfWY/s72-c/1_683190432l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2604783211867695272.post-8518665900460400035</id><published>2008-01-17T05:16:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-07-03T23:08:28.004-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='slideshow'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pregnancy diary'/><title type='text'>My pregnancy diary</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;embed src="http://apps.rockyou.com/rockyou.swf?instanceid=83133203&amp;ver=102906" quality="high"  salign="lt" width="426" height="319" wmode="transparent" name="rockyou" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer"/&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a style="padding-right:1px;" target="_BLANK" href="http://www.rockyou.com?type=slideshow&amp;src=emry&amp;refid=83133203"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WEEK 7 - DECEMBER 17-23, 2006 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The very first day I knew I was pregnant! This week I've been experiencing abdominal cramps, symptoms like food cravings, also my breast feels heavier,　tingle and the areola is becoming dark. Since this was the first time visited my OB, I felt nervous and shy to undergo vaginal scan. However, Tomo's presence made me feel relax and just thinking that doctors always sees same thing each time so I don’t need to feel shy.　My baby has a prominent tail!　We are both in tears knowing that life is bestowed upon us. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WEEK 8 - DECEMBER 24 - 30, 2006. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh my gosh! This week I feel very ugly! I had a break out of pimples so I keep one photo as a remembrance. I started talking to my womb as eary as this week. Tomo started reading a bedtime story for our baby and also this week we already decided to name him NOZOMI KUN if boy / NOZOMI CHAN if girl. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WEEK 9 - DECEMBER 31 - JANUARY 6, 2007 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a sleepless night of nasal congestion, in the afternoon I had a nose bleeding. I call Tomo telling him what happen but I didn’t asked him to come back home coz its just minor I can take care of myself, also my parents in law already gave me a first aid. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WEEK 10 - JANUARY 7 - 13, 2007 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My second OB visit of course with my loving husband. Experiencing a lot of hardship last week, I'm overwhelmed feeling my baby's 1st fetal movement! In the picture you can see the finger and toe notches on the hand and feet start to separate. The neck develops and starts to straighten. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WEEK 11 - January 14 - 20, 2007 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over the course of my pregnancy, I will probably gain between 25- 35 Ibs.( around 11-16 kgs). So I started computing and managing my weight this time. My normal weight is 43 kgs. 1st trimester I should gain up to 44- 45 kgs. 2nd Trimester I must be 49 kgs and 3rd trimester I should not exceed to 54 kgs. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WEEK 12 - January 21 - 27, 2007 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt less fatigue and nauseated though headaches and dizziness got worst on weekend. I think its due to increase of blood flow. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WEEK 13 - January 28 - February 2, 2007 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The risk of miscarriage is greatly reduced. Hmmmm..this week many people especially my loving behalf appreciates my glow. They said my skin looks smoother and more blush on my cheeks. Tomo said I’m getting prettier each day! We knew sex is allowed during pregnancy but we avoid it for our own reasons so that baby will be 100% safe. Anyway, with or without it we are both happy and my husband can control his urge coz he more of a human not an animal! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WEEK 14 - February 4 - 10, 2007 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My 3rd check-up. The doctor can now predict my baby's gender but we decided not to know it as early as now. My belly is now getting obvious. My entire baby's nourishment can be received in placenta. The neck is getting longer; the chin is no longer resting on the chest. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WEEK 15 - February 11 - 17, 2007 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The body is now longer than the head and the legs are longer than the arms. The bone continues to form and are getting harder. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WEEK 16 - February 18 - 24, 2007 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can feel my baby movement by now they call it "flutters or butterflies". I'm avoiding to dwell on negatives and I’m trying to maintain upbeat a mood as possible coz my baby's facial muscle are now developing he/she can do frowning and squinting. Anyway, Tomo makes me happy all the time. It’s good for my baby! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WEEK 17 - February 25 - March 3, 2007&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My baby is getting fat! and by now he is learning to breath. I can notice the inhaling and exhaling of amniotic fluid. I'm also gaining weight according to my doctor, I should control not be go beyond my desired pregnancy weight. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WEEK 18 - March 4 - 10, 2007 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My baby is tarting to be able to hear though it might not be clear. However, long before Tomo started reading a bedtime story for him. Shin wont make me to sleep until his dad haven't read a story, he doesn't want my bedtime story in english, He want it in japanese but Im very slow to read so he keeps on kicking me! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WEEK 19 - March 11 - 17, 2007 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe my utereus is just below my navel now. Shin's brain cells is starting to mutiply so this time, we study together very often, listen to mozart and different foreign languages and eat the best of healthy foods. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WEEK 20 - March 18 - 24, 2007 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My belly button is already pop-out! Tomo noticed the line between my navel and pubic bone is darkening further. So Im a bit shy showing my sexy body to him! My baby has now recognizable sleep-wake cycles as well as sleeping position. He likes me to sleep facing the left side that makes my left arm hurt and cramped. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;WEEK 21 - March 25 - 31, 2007 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My waistline has completely disappered. I find and ankle and feet swell at the end of the day so I drink plenty of water and rest it elevated. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WEEK 22 - April 1 - 7 2007 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Extra weight is a bit tiring. I also experienced a painless squeezing sensation near the top of my uterus. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WEEK 23 - April 8 - 14, 2007 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even the baby is born now its quite possible to survive though intensive care will be needed but I keep on praying and talking to Nozomi to take his time inside the womb. Its very difficult to sleep by now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WEEK 24 - April 15 - 21, 2007 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My baby is now officially viable. He constantly respond to touch and sound. Tomo and Shin plays a "kicking game". When Shin kicks Tomo will gently press back the spot where he kicks. All of us are very happy! About 15 minutes of exhibition, I feel tired but then two of them still continue laughing and playing! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WEEK 25 - April 22 - 28, 2007 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The structure of the spine begins to form. The pressure caused by my uterus on my back caused periodic pain in lower back and legs. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WEEK 26 - April 29 - May 5, 2007 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nozomi's eyes are openning and beginning to blink this week. So I shine a light on my abdomen and he responded! Sometimes I find one part of my belly is harder than the other areas. Thats probably my his head! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WEEK 27 - May 6 - 12, 2007 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, we have reached the final trimester. I noticed Im gaining weight as faster than before. I'm also graving for sweets which I dont eat before. But Japanese dessert is perfect in my taste buds, its not really sweet like other country's dessert. That is why Tomo is surprise Im eating sweets now! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WEEK 28 - May 13 - 19, 2007 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My doctor suggested that I should visit every two weeks to monitor my BP, urine, weight and fetus height. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WEEK 29 - May 20 - 26, 2007 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nozomi started to feel cramped as there is less and less space to move. Despite of less space, he coninues to be active and give me a hard jabs and kicks. He is even urinating about a half liter of urine into the amniotic fluid everyday. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WEEK 30 - May 27 - June 2, 2007 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My abdomen is aching more often. As the strain in my body increase I exercise more often to improve blood circulation its really a great help! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WEEK 31 - JUNE 3 - 9, 2007&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most pregnant females at this time starts to produce "Colostrum". I waited the whole day expecting that mine will produce too but unfortunately none. I was a bit disappointed so I seek advice from my mom and closest friends about this. They said, everyone is different after giving birth mine will produce too, dont worry. I'm just excited!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WEEK 32 - JUNE 10-16,2007&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its my 8th month now. My body is swelling, its funny coz my shoes cannot get in my feet. So I had to buy new one. My baby's movement is not at its peak. The pressure is a bit painful when he moves. Monday morning I visited the doctor with my husband.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WEEK 33 - JUNE 17 - 23,2007&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Baby's kick is now very forceful due to the limit space in my womb. He is now curled up into the fetal position with arms and legs crossed so I could be able to distinguished his knee and toe whenever he kicks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WEEK 34 - JUNE 24 - 30,2007&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Braxton Hicks contraction is now intensified. I often feel contaction in the middle of the afternoon and early evening. My baby turned to a head-down position in preparation for birth. My doctor said, 99% I will give birth the normal way coz I'm doing my best in terms of controlling my weight and my baby's weight is on the normal average baby as well as his position is now ready for birth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WEEK 35 - JULY 1 - 7,2007&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If my baby is born this week, I guess he can already survive because of fairly well developed lungs. I'm doing a mind set that anytime my water will break. But I kept telling my baby to stay more coz I'm not finished my school yet and dad Tomo is still not on vacation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WEEK 36 - JULY 8 - 14,2007&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm on my last lap its my 9th month. yahoooo!  I had a check-up again. My doctor test my pelvic and if there is a infection in my baby. Thanks God! We are both healthy.  I find it very interesting this week. I noticed a rythmic movement in my stomach. I've researched about it, Its my baby's hiccup! By baby's weight is now 2,540 gm. Ready to ba born anytime.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2604783211867695272-8518665900460400035?l=flo-watanabe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flo-watanabe.blogspot.com/feeds/8518665900460400035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2604783211867695272&amp;postID=8518665900460400035' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2604783211867695272/posts/default/8518665900460400035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2604783211867695272/posts/default/8518665900460400035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flo-watanabe.blogspot.com/2008/01/my-pregnancy-diary.html' title='My pregnancy diary'/><author><name>watanabe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_898Fqs-E2jE/R5GRGC6MpiI/AAAAAAAAAEw/urVxF5qp6Q4/S220/%E7%84%A1%E9%A1%8C.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2604783211867695272.post-2351217213948872485</id><published>2008-01-17T05:15:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T06:51:22.134-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pregnancy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='picture'/><title type='text'>3 months to mumhood</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_898Fqs-E2jE/SD926SRP7oI/AAAAAAAAAFI/7jIzMVBW6WE/s1600-h/551664633l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_898Fqs-E2jE/SD926SRP7oI/AAAAAAAAAFI/7jIzMVBW6WE/s400/551664633l.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206010437972258434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17th October 2006, we made　Shingo. 28th October, I had my period. Without my knowledge this was the start of my pregnancy.  However 28th November, I had another period for that month. All I knew my metabolic system is on its usual, we failed making a baby and I'm having my regular period. Suddenly after that menstrual week, I started complaining about severe breast pain. The pain is getting terrible each day. I thought I'm having a breast cancer. I told my husband...."I'm going to die soon" I become paranoid during those times. I went to church crying, actually I wasn't bitter about it. I'm crying because I'm going to die happily. Each time, I woke up I stared Tomo's face while he was asleep. Those times I realized I wasn't afraid to die! Before he left home I told him “honey, when you come back tonight can you bring me something which I dislike before “. He didn't ask what it is. Tomo knows everything about me. When he arrived home he brought a "red roses". I hate flowers coz to me it’s only for dead people. I'm not a typical lady who is fascinated with flowers. Surprisingly, for the first time I received a flower from him. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can’t stand the pain anymore 18th December we went to hospital. Since, the hospital is new to me. Tomo brought me to the pregnant section. I was very mad at him. I really wanted to undergo Mammography. I was arguing with him and I asked him to take me out of that area. Tomo said, you need to be check here first. I dint know what was running into his mind. I told him, it’s impossible I can’t be pregnant. I have my regular period. He asked me to shut my mouth coz my voice is getting louder. OK, I went to the toilet. My tears are running to my eyes. I prayed, "God, what is your will for me? When I felt this pain, I didn't complain to you. But now, I'm begging you and asking you to give me another chance of life. I dint want to die. I dint want to leave Tomo. Please make my pregnancy result positive however in my own understanding it’s impossible." An hour and a half of waiting, the doctor declared you are “7 weeks pregnant". I was stunt. For a couple of second my whole world stops. Until I heard the nurse’s voice telling Tomo not to shout. I finally got back to normal when Tomo hugged me. But still no voice is coming out from my mouth. I went to the sonogram area holding Tomo's hand, the doctor asked us to look at the monitor. Wow, I saw our baby, very small and still not visible just like a mass of blood with a heart beat. We were both in tears. I was very happy inside. I'm not going to die but rather I will bear a life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the hospital, we went to the church. Tomo started confessing to me. He was tattering while telling me " I'm a man, I dint want you to see me cry during the times you were complaining of breast pain. Without your knowing I always come to this church. I'm begging Your God to give me wisdom. I was in distress when I was you weak but then each day, I felt differently. I have been observing you for the past 1 month. You somehow can’t feel it because you are too insensitive. I've noticed that you are getting irritable. Four times, I cooked but you didn't eat my food normally you appreciate the smell but then you asked me to shut off the door at the kitchen coz its stink. Another thing, I've been observing you while sleeping. Naturally, you are very naughty but recently I cant sleep as well coz you seems to be Tasmania 'n evil on the bed. Before, I covered you're whole body with blanket but then in the middle of he night you will remove it and I hear you gasping some air. From then on I started researching about your changes. I knew from myself you are pregnant! Somehow, something, someone is telling me you are not sick of cancer."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was the start of my tough yet fun-filled experience of pregnancy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2604783211867695272-2351217213948872485?l=flo-watanabe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flo-watanabe.blogspot.com/feeds/2351217213948872485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2604783211867695272&amp;postID=2351217213948872485' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2604783211867695272/posts/default/2351217213948872485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2604783211867695272/posts/default/2351217213948872485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flo-watanabe.blogspot.com/2008/01/3-months-to-mumhood.html' title='3 months to mumhood'/><author><name>watanabe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_898Fqs-E2jE/R5GRGC6MpiI/AAAAAAAAAEw/urVxF5qp6Q4/S220/%E7%84%A1%E9%A1%8C.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_898Fqs-E2jE/SD926SRP7oI/AAAAAAAAAFI/7jIzMVBW6WE/s72-c/551664633l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2604783211867695272.post-2976726422864358831</id><published>2008-01-17T05:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-07-03T23:09:09.887-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life as one'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='slideshow'/><title type='text'>A new phase of life</title><content type='html'>&lt;embed width="448" height="361" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" src="http://i107.photobucket.com/remix/player.swf?videoURL=http%3A%2F%2Fvid107.photobucket.com%2Falbums%2Fm320%2Fflorimelwatanabe%2F64c06bb0.pbr&amp;amp;hostname=stream107.photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another phase of life has just about to begin...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly since I got married my life didn't change. I'm still the same "flo" you used to know. Even we are married our lifestyle is still like singles. Having all kinds of fun..fun..fun..staying up until morning, getting drunk til death, travelling, pampering ourselves in spa, going out with friends. I can say that we really enjoy each others company after we decide makin' a baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomo has a great decision making power to manage my life in the right perspective. He did a great job in loving me and respecting my family. I enjoyed every moments of our lives together from the time we've meet, become good friends, courtship days, knowing the worst and the best traits of each of us, engagement day, marriage rites, knowing each other in deeper sense as married couples and now a new phase of life has just begun. We are about to enter the world of "PARENTHOOD&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2604783211867695272-2976726422864358831?l=flo-watanabe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flo-watanabe.blogspot.com/feeds/2976726422864358831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2604783211867695272&amp;postID=2976726422864358831' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2604783211867695272/posts/default/2976726422864358831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2604783211867695272/posts/default/2976726422864358831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flo-watanabe.blogspot.com/2008/01/new-phase-of-life.html' title='A new phase of life'/><author><name>watanabe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_898Fqs-E2jE/R5GRGC6MpiI/AAAAAAAAAEw/urVxF5qp6Q4/S220/%E7%84%A1%E9%A1%8C.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2604783211867695272.post-2479675655992847389</id><published>2008-01-17T05:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T06:51:22.332-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my husband'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='picture'/><title type='text'>Thank you honey!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_898Fqs-E2jE/R49WoS6MpeI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/CpyOQt_TLl4/s1600-h/tomokazu_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_898Fqs-E2jE/R49WoS6MpeI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/CpyOQt_TLl4/s400/tomokazu_2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156435348633200098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first time I saw you in Padres jersey, ragged trauser, sporty shoes and levis bag. I was not in love with you the first time I  saw you. I just admire how smart, gentleman, generous and handsome you are. The first time we meet. I've whispered a little prayer before you send us off. " Lord, if I'm destined to get married someday. I want this guy to be my husband." I didnt mean saying that prayers it was only in my thoughts. First of all, I dont want foreigners and I guess you were but a dream. But life is a great mistery. Now I have you beside me...the guy who made my sign, my husband, my best friend...my all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomokazu Watanabe...thank you! For keeping your promise that you will not make me cry and you will make me happier each day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a boyfriend..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are suck! You are very terrible being a boyfriend. You broke my heart, you made me cry, you love your job more I and most of the time you made me to wait during our dates. You're too smart to manipulate my personality. You're just testing me, I pass your qualification bachelor! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a husband...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for loving and supporting my family. Thank you for treating them as your own. &lt;br /&gt;Thank you for being so responsible for me. You are more like my parents not my husband. You protected me as a sign of courtesy and respect for my parents.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for showing the whole world how much you love me by proposing and asking me to get married with you 3 times, in 3 different countries. I know its cost million. I didnt ask for it. But I really appreaciate your effort to make me the most happiest women on earth.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you everyday for the warmth of your kiss and hug in the cold morning.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for grabbing my hands before we fall asleep. I feel secured each time.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for waking up in the middle of the night to see to it that my blanket is around my body and I didnt feel cold.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for you never fail to call me everytime you are in job just to see to it I eat my lunch, I'm not sad and feeling ok. Your colleages are always telling me even working your husband still thinks about you.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for you never be late in coming back home. When you will be late, you always ask me to fetch you so that I wont worry about you.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for cooking breakfast, lunch and dinner every saturday and sunday. I feel like a queen and you are my slave. hehehe!&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for taking care of me when I'm sick. I may not be that healthy, every month I'm having colds and fever. Thank you for making a sponge bath, waking up at night to check my temperature, changing my wet clothes, giving me medicine every 6 hours and cooking porridge.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for cleaning the house if I'm not in the mood. You know how lazy I am.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for taking me to shopping. Your are my fashion coordinator and great commentator about what's do's and dont's.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for taking my to spa, salon and massage every month. You make me feel elegant and super special.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for taking to different countries, to see more vague culture and learn many things from people.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for being my teacher. You strongly believed that I can huddle another step of higher education. Sometimes, I'm loosing confidence but you are always there to lift me up and believe in my potentials. &lt;br /&gt;Thank you for massaging me every night. Even though you are tired in job but you always told me you are willing to do it because touch is very important.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for scrubbing my body everytime we take a shower together.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for tickling me to death. I appreciate that because laughing makes my belly gone.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for you are jealous. You never let me be alone it party, riding train, going to school, job...you always accompany me everywhere I go because you are jealous that other guys my kidnap me. &lt;br /&gt;Thank you for saying I love you as much as you could in one day. Most probably about 5 times. &lt;br /&gt;Thank you for taking my parents here in japan to witness our wedding. They are very happy.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for introducing me to all the people you know, your parents, relatives, friends in any parts of the world,neighbors, company bosses, colleage, even the lowest people in your company. They all recognize I'm Watanabe's wife. They all respect me and treats me well.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for being honest and never hide anything from me. You are very easy person. You always open up what happen everyday, good and bad.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for everytime we have a misunderstanding you always give up first and settle the argument before the day ends. You ever let me sleep with unsettled things.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for always bringing small present everytime I'm sad, you know who to tickle me thru cakes,oden,sushi and burger.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for the dinner dates you have set every week. I've seen the list of restaurant you want to take me. Your so sweet and romantic.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for treating me as your best friend. You never drink alone with your friends, all the times you are inviting me to join you. Most of the time we always enjoy drinking every weekend.We back home drunk, crisscross walking and vomit together...remember? many times ne.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for being the strong leader of our family putting our love as a Christ centered family.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for accompanying me to the church every sunday and attending cathechism. Many catholic appreciates you because you are from different faith but because of your love me for me. You try to understand and respect my belief.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for intoducing your faith Buddhism. I thank your God for He gave you to me. There is no conflict about our religion we both knew that we have a mission to carry on. That is to respect one another and lead each other into their faith.&lt;br /&gt;As a father...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for becoming more, more, more concern to me.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for accompaying me always in the hospital. Your the only husband who always accompany wife in the hospital. Many nurses and doctors admire you.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for running in 7 eleven when I'm craving for something.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for being patient driving along the street of tokyo back and forth looking for the restaurant I like.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for cleaning my vomit mess in the parking lot in the new year's eve. Its very cold, desu ne!&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for waking up in the middle of the night to check my blanket.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for always talking to our baby in my womb.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for always making me to smile, so far you never make me mad.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for always making me to laugh. Not too much tickling. I will have miscarriage.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for waking up in the middle of the night to change Shin's diaper.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for feeding him my bottle breastmilk.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for cooking variety of soups for me to have a lot of breastmilk.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for making me calm when Shin is restless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a  boss, manager and colleage...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is very strict and meticulous. He hates lazy person.He knows how to treat and give incentives to his subordinate.&lt;br /&gt;If you are his favorite, you will be loved and protected. &lt;br /&gt;If he doesn't like you, I pity for you!&lt;br /&gt;He is generous in giving gift if he likes you.&lt;br /&gt;As a colleage, Tomo is " TAKUSA" (takot sa asawa), he will always come home on time. His motto is " I can change my job but i cannot change my wife" so everyone, I have to go, my wife is waiting. Osakini!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2604783211867695272-2479675655992847389?l=flo-watanabe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flo-watanabe.blogspot.com/feeds/2479675655992847389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2604783211867695272&amp;postID=2479675655992847389' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2604783211867695272/posts/default/2479675655992847389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2604783211867695272/posts/default/2479675655992847389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flo-watanabe.blogspot.com/2008/01/thank-you.html' title='Thank you honey!'/><author><name>watanabe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_898Fqs-E2jE/R5GRGC6MpiI/AAAAAAAAAEw/urVxF5qp6Q4/S220/%E7%84%A1%E9%A1%8C.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_898Fqs-E2jE/R49WoS6MpeI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/CpyOQt_TLl4/s72-c/tomokazu_2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2604783211867695272.post-8680385514713279703</id><published>2008-01-16T05:48:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-07-03T23:09:50.750-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wedding'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='slideshow'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Japanese wedding'/><title type='text'>Japan Wedding Ceremony</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="width:480px; 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text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" src="http://w107.photobucket.com/pbwidget.swf?pbwurl=http://w107.photobucket.com/albums/m320/florimelwatanabe/1165571692.pbw" height="360" width="360"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pic.photobucket.com/album/slideshow/wrapper_logo.gif" style="float:left;border-width: 0;" &gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s107.photobucket.com/albums/m320/florimelwatanabe/?action=view&amp;current=1165571692.pbw" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pic.photobucket.com/album/slideshow/wrapper_viewshow.gif" style="float:right;border-width: 0;" &gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/redirect/album?action=slideshow" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pic.photobucket.com/album/slideshow/wrapper_getyourown.gif" style="float:right;border-width: 0;" &gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2604783211867695272-743904115394653695?l=flo-watanabe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flo-watanabe.blogspot.com/feeds/743904115394653695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2604783211867695272&amp;postID=743904115394653695' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2604783211867695272/posts/default/743904115394653695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2604783211867695272/posts/default/743904115394653695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flo-watanabe.blogspot.com/2008/01/phillippine-church-wedding.html' title='Phillippine Church Wedding'/><author><name>watanabe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_898Fqs-E2jE/R5GRGC6MpiI/AAAAAAAAAEw/urVxF5qp6Q4/S220/%E7%84%A1%E9%A1%8C.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2604783211867695272.post-6013215603116211946</id><published>2008-01-16T05:18:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-07-03T05:46:54.186-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wedding'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Singapore wedding'/><title type='text'>My Singapore Civil Wedding</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="width:360px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" src="http://w107.photobucket.com/pbwidget.swf?pbwurl=http://w107.photobucket.com/albums/m320/florimelwatanabe/1165570020.pbw" height="240" width="360"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pic.photobucket.com/album/slideshow/wrapper_logo.gif" style="float:left;border-width: 0;" &gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s107.photobucket.com/albums/m320/florimelwatanabe/?action=view&amp;current=1165570020.pbw" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pic.photobucket.com/album/slideshow/wrapper_viewshow.gif" style="float:right;border-width: 0;" &gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/redirect/album?action=slideshow" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pic.photobucket.com/album/slideshow/wrapper_getyourown.gif" style="float:right;border-width: 0;" &gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2604783211867695272-6013215603116211946?l=flo-watanabe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flo-watanabe.blogspot.com/feeds/6013215603116211946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2604783211867695272&amp;postID=6013215603116211946' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2604783211867695272/posts/default/6013215603116211946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2604783211867695272/posts/default/6013215603116211946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flo-watanabe.blogspot.com/2008/01/singapore-wedding.html' title='My Singapore Civil Wedding'/><author><name>watanabe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_898Fqs-E2jE/R5GRGC6MpiI/AAAAAAAAAEw/urVxF5qp6Q4/S220/%E7%84%A1%E9%A1%8C.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2604783211867695272.post-1587634782959093394</id><published>2008-01-16T05:03:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T06:51:22.614-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wedding'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='slideshow'/><title type='text'>3 wedding rites in 3 different countries in one same guy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_898Fqs-E2jE/SGxKFeaB3LI/AAAAAAAAAHA/gojSf_L0m14/s1600-h/1_403220684l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_898Fqs-E2jE/SGxKFeaB3LI/AAAAAAAAAHA/gojSf_L0m14/s400/1_403220684l.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218627526137601202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ceremony in which a marriage is enacted and announced to the community is called a wedding. A wedding in which a couple marries in the "eyes of the law" is called a civil marriage. Religions also facilitate weddings, in the "eyes of God" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its pretty exciting to get married three times, in three different countries in one same guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be a bride is being the most beautiful women in the world. I was a bride three times in my life but I'm a wife forever. I didn't demand for such prestigious weddings its my husbands initiative to make me the happiest women on earth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One year had past 22nd November 2005. We had a civil wedding ceremony. I saw my husband’s effort and sense of responsibility to fulfill his promise to my parents after he kidnap me in Philippines hehehe. I had no problem with immigration in Singapore I can stay as long as I want.  One day was in a bank. The teller called me Mrs. Watanabe, I didn't respond. I knew the surname is familiar but I want to be called as Ms. Durante. It took about months for me to realize I'm already MRS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We always talk about having a big family but during those times he was very careful not to make me pregnant. He said “let’s first get married in church before we make a baby" It’s a big shame to your family’s dignity if you walk in the aisle with a bog tummy. 28th July 2006, we had a vacation at the same time church wedding ceremony. It was a gathering of only close relatives and friends perhaps its only 5 days preparation. It was my dream wedding. It’s very simple but almost all significant people in my life came. I really treasure that event. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shortly after me moved to Japan. He prepared another wedding surprise that I will never forget. He knew it was my ultimate dream to wear kimono and to be a Japanese citizen. 11th November 2006. I was introduced to a new society. The ceremony was very formal totally different from I expected and it was very sophisticated. Nearly the end of the ceremony I read a message written in Japanese characters to my parents in law. Everybody was touch. Most of our guest cried. I saw my husband crying too. He whispered " I love you" I guess the reason of his crying was he did a good job, and more thing he will pay a lot. hehehe!For that wedding itself. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had another dream that is to get married again after 5 or 10 years in the Vatican City.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2604783211867695272-1587634782959093394?l=flo-watanabe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flo-watanabe.blogspot.com/feeds/1587634782959093394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2604783211867695272&amp;postID=1587634782959093394' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2604783211867695272/posts/default/1587634782959093394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2604783211867695272/posts/default/1587634782959093394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flo-watanabe.blogspot.com/2008/01/3-wedding-rites-in-3-different.html' title='3 wedding rites in 3 different countries in one same guy'/><author><name>watanabe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_898Fqs-E2jE/R5GRGC6MpiI/AAAAAAAAAEw/urVxF5qp6Q4/S220/%E7%84%A1%E9%A1%8C.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_898Fqs-E2jE/SGxKFeaB3LI/AAAAAAAAAHA/gojSf_L0m14/s72-c/1_403220684l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2604783211867695272.post-8595557568680300338</id><published>2008-01-16T05:01:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-07-02T20:43:06.568-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sex'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='interacial marriage'/><title type='text'>Prayer before sex</title><content type='html'>During our pre-cana. The sister in Palacio was very happy when she met Tomo. In the lecture about 5 couples attended, my husband is very participative. He told sister, I know the " prayer before meal" I always lead before we eat. The sister acknowledged my husband for respecting and learning a Catholic beliefs. Then nearly before we end up the session the sister joked. Sex is scared thats why ideally you couples should pray before sex. We all laugh! The guy from the behind asked her. What kind of prayer? "Bless us oh Lord...." Why sister? coz its also a blessing the you have to recieve. My husband looked at me winking his eyes. "ohh watakarimashita Naruhodo". After the seminar he learned a lot from my faith and practiced what he learned. From being the best, the more he became best of the best husband.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our night time routine is to take a shower together, scrub each other's back  and play a bubble in the bath tub. After that, watch TV while drinking a tea. As we feel sleepy, I first massage him then after him he will give me a relaxing massage. His habit after doing was to tickle me to death. So late evening we are very noisy laughing, tickling and screaming. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes the scenario will change to romance. Here we go! I find it weird and irritating because many times we will begin our journey. He always reiterate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Honey, you remember what sister taught us&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Nani atten no? oh common give me a break its only a joke you know?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* no honey let's follow it does make sense this is a blessing also like receiving grace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Iyaaa..its up to you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Ok I will lead. " Bless us oh lord for this thy gift which we are about to receive from thy bounty through Christ our Lord Amen."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many times after praying two of us look at each other. If he doesn't have a courage to say. I frankly told him,I'm sorry my momentum is gone, let's just sleep" He will start saying too..Yeah ne, you're right my energy is gone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please be Holy in every thing you do. Put God first in the center of everything.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2604783211867695272-8595557568680300338?l=flo-watanabe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flo-watanabe.blogspot.com/feeds/8595557568680300338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2604783211867695272&amp;postID=8595557568680300338' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2604783211867695272/posts/default/8595557568680300338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2604783211867695272/posts/default/8595557568680300338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flo-watanabe.blogspot.com/2008/01/prayer-before-sex.html' title='Prayer before sex'/><author><name>watanabe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_898Fqs-E2jE/R5GRGC6MpiI/AAAAAAAAAEw/urVxF5qp6Q4/S220/%E7%84%A1%E9%A1%8C.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2604783211867695272.post-4416124408047075342</id><published>2008-01-16T04:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-23T18:39:08.196-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Our love story'/><title type='text'>Once we were strangers....</title><content type='html'>April 4, 2005 I met my husband in Singapore while I was having an affiliation. We were introduced by a friend. That friend of mine set-up a group date for her manager (my husband) who is branded as "Aga Mulach's Japanese version". Actually, I wasn't invited at first but they saw me alone in the dormitory so they asked me to join them. So, 4 of us came and enjoyed the dinner date. Honestly, I was not interested looking for a foreigner boyfriend. I'm just interested eating a good food. My friends were beautifully dressed-up while I haven't taken a shower. The first time I met him, I was impressed of his English accent for he is a half Chinese-Japanese. Before he send us home, I whispered a little prayer " God if I'm destined to get married someday. I want this man to be my husband ". I wasn't in love the first time I saw him. Its a merely admiration. I have never expected anything at all. The next morning, I saw a letter in my mailbox. It was our picture taken during the group date. He said, "I hope to see you again". Then next day, I received a call from him, he is inviting for a dinner date. He asked my cell phone number to my friends. I asked him, why me? Since most of my friends are prettier than I. He said, They are just a common girl who can easily find in the party and on the streets. Nothing special I've seen. But you...there's something in you that is unique. I asked curiously "What makes me unique? My smell? coz I didnt took a bath hahaha". He laughed and said "I like you smiles. I need those smiling face to brighten up my days". Hmmm sounds like a womanizer huh! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We started dating. Yet confused what's our status. Are we friends or are we lovers? He often tells me "I LIKE YOU". Then I kept asking him, you like me for what? Then I concluded that "liking" and "loving" is a different thing. I was waiting for the magic word "I LOVE YOU". But unfortunately, two months of getting to know each other we broke up or should I say, we lost communication. I heared he was busy therefore job is more of his priority than me. I was deeply hurt. Every time I remembered him I always cry. When I was about to finish my training in Singapore. I went to his house and left a letter in his door. The message was " I understand why until now you are still single...you are stubborn,selfish and self centered! I hope one day you'll change your views in life. You will aged, money, fame, position will fade but love will remain. You are a great person who needs partner that will make you to shine out more. I pray that you'll find somebody who will make you happy. Thank you and goodbye". I still hope that even if I left Singapore we will continue being friends. After a week I received a call from him. His inviting for a dinner. Of course I want to see him again. Even though he broke my heart I still can afford to forgive him. After that night we become friends again. Days went through he is becoming more and more caring to me. I love him, only to him I felt that love is not selfish. I`m willing to be hurt and learn all over again. Perhaps, I dint know what future awaits me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Each day I can feel the change in him. My heart was tickled. One night in a dinner date.... In the moment of silence.."FLO, I LOVE YOU" with a tears in his eyes. I was stunt! it seems like the words penetrates into my heart. To me, those phrase is very pure and loyal. In my life, always I heard someone says I love you but no power and meaning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He said "honey, before saying I love you is so heavy for me. I can`t say I love you because I didn't mean it, I didn't want you to expect that I really do. I dont want to hurt you. But from today I can finally say those words because I really love you, those phase would mean I will be responsible for you, those phrase would mean I wont make you cry anymore, those phrase will remind me of a promise that I will make you happier each day." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was the start of our sweet and loving relationship. Yet, I don't know what future awaits us. Praying is the most powerful weapon I have. I owe to God the love he gave me. I`m pretty sure that our relationship is blessed. One thing I asked Him is to give me a sign, a sign that Tomo is the guy destined for me. But I doubt if it is possible because the sign I have been praying since 1997 is related to my faith. By the way he is a Buddhist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sign I made was "if a guy will take me to the church and thank God for my presence in his life." He is the person I have been waiting for. The right man to whom I was destined to love for the rest of my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A rainy day of July 15, 2005. Both of us were off. Since heavy rain we are stuck the whole day at home. Nearly sunset we decided to see his trainee Marjorie for her last day of work. After I didn't know what's our agenda. I asked "where we gonna go next?" He replied "just take a walk, I will take to somewhere which I haven`t taken you before. " Hmmm where???? the road we are passing by was kinda familiar. That road was the way going to St. Bernadette Church. But I was thinking he will take me to hotel. I have this thought because he has been very patient and too gentleman. Many of my friends didn't know the truth, but when I came to know him, I always sleep in his condo but he never insist or ask for a sex. For him, he loved me but I am still a kid and student. He wants me to focus on my goals first. He treated me as a street child who has no family in foreign country and place to live. Honestly, I felt so sad because I was not sexually attractive to him. That was my teenage though before but now I realized it was good though coz I can focus on finishing my studies and achieving a dignified job rahter than being left pregnant. I really believe that his love for me is not selfish. Not to satisfy himself but stand as my sole family in foreign country.I have a dormitory in Outram but its a hell living there. When I was in his condo unit I enjoy good atmosphere, huge living room, big bedroom, clean and convenient bathroom with big bath tub, Delicious food in his fridge. (I felt I was Vivian in the drama Lover's in Paris). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From a far I can see the cross of St. Bernadette Church. I prayed, I wish this guy will take me to church not in hotel. We continue walking getting nearer and nearer to the church. I thought we will just passed by and cross the street going Great World City then he started saying "Flo, this is the place I want to take you. I want to thank Your God" What??????? I'm trembling, my knees are getting weak. I cant believe it will be possible? Then I started doubting God. Now the church is already close. How can my sign be done? Tomo saw an old man who is cleaning inside the church. He asked; can we still get in Sir? The old man said "I'm sorry but we are close" Then I begun to feel frustrated. The kind old man said "There is a prayer room upstairs, its open, two of you can pray there". 5 month of constantly visiting the church I have never known that there is a prayer room.Upon hearing that phrase I felt God truly hears my voice. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We enter the prayer room. Very silent,only two of us was there. The sound of the flowing water rejuvenates my soul. I saw Tomo knelt down and saying words in Japanese which I couldn't understand. He bowed many times and praying in his own language. At that moment I witness the greatest miracle of love. My tears couldn't stop from falling. I`ve asked him once again, what did you told my God? He answered; I want to say my appreciation to your God in my language. I told Him, thank you for giving me this lady beside me. I have been praying to my Buddha that one day I will meet someone whom I will love, take care and grow old with. I believe that your God and Buddha talked and destined both of us to be with each other.&lt;br /&gt;I realize noting is impossible. Tomo asked me why am I crying then I explained to him that this moments is very significant. This moment reveals that you are God given to me. This day marks our engagement day (July 15, 2005). The day God revealed that Tomo is the man destined for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went back to Philippines August 2005, two months later after I finished my Hospital affiliation in Manila and got my diploma he came. We planned to get married but due to his limited days of vacation the Church denied. My parents feel sad, because I'm gonna live and be with Tomo without marriage. Being a mature and responsible guy, he sincerely sought my parent's permission and promised that he will be responsible for me. Together we back in Singapore, a month later 22nd November 2005 we got married in Civil Law of Singapore. A part of our pledge and the fulfillment of our sign, 28th July 2006 we are united in the Holy Matrimony in Philippines, same year 11th November 2006 after moving to Japan we got married again for the 3rd time in Traditional Japanese Wedding Ceremony. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God and Buddha are powerful. He showed me a miracle that I can never imagine. We came from a different race, different language, and different religion and belief. Sometimes it cross to our mind that only One is the sole Creator of our life. We have a mission in this world no matter how we differ but because of God and Buddha we are united as one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 years had past since I wrote this love story. After our 3 successful wedding ceremony we were blessed with healthy, cute, happy and naughty baby boy named Shingo. Our journey of love continue to flourish through the test of time. Our marriage is not always a bed of roses. We sometimes experience rains to make our love more fertile. We also experiences thunderstorms but after that we often see a bright colorful rainbow to pave way for the new chapter of our marriage. However there are more sunny days because our marriage is God centered. Please visit my friendster's blog how are we able to cope up each little and big adjustmenst in cultural issues which is very difficult for interracial marriage http://wataflo.blog.friendster.com/. Thank you for reading.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2604783211867695272-4416124408047075342?l=flo-watanabe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flo-watanabe.blogspot.com/feeds/4416124408047075342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2604783211867695272&amp;postID=4416124408047075342' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2604783211867695272/posts/default/4416124408047075342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2604783211867695272/posts/default/4416124408047075342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flo-watanabe.blogspot.com/2008/01/story-of-our-love.html' title='Once we were strangers....'/><author><name>watanabe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_898Fqs-E2jE/R5GRGC6MpiI/AAAAAAAAAEw/urVxF5qp6Q4/S220/%E7%84%A1%E9%A1%8C.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2604783211867695272.post-5440757918575434683</id><published>2008-01-16T04:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-07-03T23:10:55.061-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='picture'/><title type='text'>Qualities I'm looking for a guy</title><content type='html'>I admit that I`m very selfish when it comes to love. I hate to be tied up. I hate to be told. I dint want to engage in a long term relationship as boyfriends and girlfriends only months is my capacity to compromise for him..Why? simply because I dint want to invest feeling for someone. For me having a long years of relationship is suck! I want to collect and select the best guy whom I`m gonna get married. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was not afraid of loving nor escaping from the reality of pains but I was just cautious to reserve my love for the right guy in my life. I was raised in a wonderful family. My parents is my mirror and my guide not to get through the wrong path. When it comes to guy qualification 95% must possess my dad`s characteristic. Example. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.) He must be respectful to my parents. This is my dad's number one advice in choosing a guy. He said "if a guy respect us, he could respect you even more".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.) Must have a lot of disposition don't ask me where I want to go, what I want to eat, don't make me to decide many things, don't throw back the question which i`ve asked "its up to you".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.) He is generous to all kinds of people. Especially for the elder and poor people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.) practical he must be good in handling money, even though he is not rich but he has to know his limit in spending money. I dont want to be given flowers or stuff toys. I prefer food.hehehe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.) Must have a knowledge in cooking, shopping and doing household choirs. Why? because I dint know either..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.)Has a females touch. Not a gay but soft spoken, gentle and know how female enjoys. Not watching sports, play games often. I want an indoor man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.)Above all, he could lead me to my faith. He must be spirituality strong and God fearing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My love perspective is too fanatic. But guess what nothing is impossible. I`ve found what i`ve been looking for...ja read my next blog to find out how I come to know my destiny.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2604783211867695272-5440757918575434683?l=flo-watanabe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flo-watanabe.blogspot.com/feeds/5440757918575434683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2604783211867695272&amp;postID=5440757918575434683' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2604783211867695272/posts/default/5440757918575434683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2604783211867695272/posts/default/5440757918575434683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flo-watanabe.blogspot.com/2008/01/qualities-im-looking-for-guy.html' title='Qualities I&apos;m looking for a guy'/><author><name>watanabe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_898Fqs-E2jE/R5GRGC6MpiI/AAAAAAAAAEw/urVxF5qp6Q4/S220/%E7%84%A1%E9%A1%8C.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2604783211867695272.post-6212955570519403494</id><published>2008-01-16T04:54:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-07-03T05:48:41.842-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal'/><title type='text'>The more I hate the more I love</title><content type='html'>I recall my past life when I woke up this morning. Its funny all ironic things happened on me. I guess some of my my pears can still remember what I dont like and what is "ieww" to me. To all my friends and family who can remember the things I hate. Here I go! I`ve got it!No choice hehehe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I can`t eat foods in the hospital - Look at me I`m now a Dietitian!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. I don`t want to marry a short guy coz my genes is short - Now my loving husband is short!Even though both of us are short brain matters, I dont care height right now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. I hate yellow! In clothes, decoration,  my personal stuff - You remember guys, during my wedding my motife is YELLOW! My husband likes the color and in chinese culture yellow is luck and royalty. Poor me! Of course I agreed coz i respect my husband?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. I condemned marrying foreigners especially Japanese! - The guy who always massage me every night, cook for me during weekends, accompany me going to church, takes me around the world and always bring me to spa and salon once a month is my loving husband which is a JAPANESE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. I dont want to live and work in abroad coz I dont like being slave of other nation. I`m confident enough to be successful in my country - hehehe!during my college I first went abroad for studies after then my husband brought me here to live for good. Then I become accostumed to foreign language, food, culture. Now I dont want to live in Philippines anymore its a hell living there!Hence, this is my place to be more competitive and reach my goals to the highest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    To all of you out there please watch out your words. What you see is what you get!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2604783211867695272-6212955570519403494?l=flo-watanabe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flo-watanabe.blogspot.com/feeds/6212955570519403494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2604783211867695272&amp;postID=6212955570519403494' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2604783211867695272/posts/default/6212955570519403494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2604783211867695272/posts/default/6212955570519403494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flo-watanabe.blogspot.com/2008/01/more-i-hate-more-i-love.html' title='The more I hate the more I love'/><author><name>watanabe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_898Fqs-E2jE/R5GRGC6MpiI/AAAAAAAAAEw/urVxF5qp6Q4/S220/%E7%84%A1%E9%A1%8C.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2604783211867695272.post-4873420974571488416</id><published>2008-01-16T04:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T06:51:22.910-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='money'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='picture'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my achievements'/><title type='text'>The only money I have</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_898Fqs-E2jE/R5ciT9Y9NSI/AAAAAAAAAE4/ApvZb2QcDOM/s1600-h/bill_peso_20.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_898Fqs-E2jE/R5ciT9Y9NSI/AAAAAAAAAE4/ApvZb2QcDOM/s400/bill_peso_20.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158629624468288802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The picture above was the only money I have when I went back abroad. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a lot of strict philosophy in life. Once I determined something, I want to achieve it no matter how difficult it is. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Both of my parents earns money, all I need they provides but I'm shy to ask what I want. When I was in school I lived the simplest life. Sometimes I dont understand why some people demand too much from their parents hence most of them are not financially adequate. Bragging and showing off is their lifestyle and on the otherhand their beloved are suffering from debt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I promised myself after I graduate college.  I will never asked for a single penny to my parents. I will feed myself and I will return back my appreciation to them. First year college I started praying hard. I feel nervous everytime Im gonna step up one more year in college. Fortunately, I was given a chance to have my practicum in Singapore. Even though it was in chaos,  I have saved pretty good money out of my allowance. I bought a handyphone, digital camera, and present for my friends and family. The rest I all give to my parents and for my beloved Nanay (my lola)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They were very happy, they didnt expect I will give that amount. I`m most fulfilled. Finally, one of my biggest goal came to reality. I financed my remaining practicum in Veterance Hospital.  Little by little my cash was decreasing. Lucky, before I spend everything, Tomo visited Philippine. When he came he provided me an my air ticket and all that I needed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I left Philippines with only P20 in my pocket equivallent to $48 cents and ￥51 yen. Cannot buy anything from it but that P20 peso accompanied me in Singapore, Indonesia, Malaysia, Vietnam, China, bangkok, Japan and soon to visit is US.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2604783211867695272-4873420974571488416?l=flo-watanabe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flo-watanabe.blogspot.com/feeds/4873420974571488416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2604783211867695272&amp;postID=4873420974571488416' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2604783211867695272/posts/default/4873420974571488416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2604783211867695272/posts/default/4873420974571488416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flo-watanabe.blogspot.com/2008/01/20-pesos.html' title='The only money I have'/><author><name>watanabe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_898Fqs-E2jE/R5GRGC6MpiI/AAAAAAAAAEw/urVxF5qp6Q4/S220/%E7%84%A1%E9%A1%8C.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_898Fqs-E2jE/R5ciT9Y9NSI/AAAAAAAAAE4/ApvZb2QcDOM/s72-c/bill_peso_20.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2604783211867695272.post-124761085203228521</id><published>2008-01-15T05:03:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T06:51:23.250-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nihonggo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wedding vow'/><title type='text'>Our marriage vow in civil wedding</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_898Fqs-E2jE/SGwtVk6dbSI/AAAAAAAAAGw/cFwf9j1F9dM/s1600-h/1_537655561l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_898Fqs-E2jE/SGwtVk6dbSI/AAAAAAAAAGw/cFwf9j1F9dM/s400/1_537655561l.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218595916924939554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_898Fqs-E2jE/SGwtQ-XjffI/AAAAAAAAAGo/tqdQxSi-XYY/s1600-h/1_322824858l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_898Fqs-E2jE/SGwtQ-XjffI/AAAAAAAAAGo/tqdQxSi-XYY/s400/1_322824858l.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218595837858512370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I made this vow for the husband in our civil wedding. I want to do it in Nihonggo because our wedding guest are mostly likely Japanese. This is the very first time I will deliver my thoughts in different language. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In sickness, i will nurture you to health. In health. I will nurture you. In sadness, I will bring you joy. In happiness, I will share it with you. In poverty, I will make our love rich. In wealth, I will not grow poor. When you need encouragement, it will be from me. When you need a helping hand, it will be mine. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With this ring as a token, I now marry you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;あなたが　びょきの　ときわ　わたしが　かんびお　します。あなたが　けんこな　ときも　あなの　めんどを　みます。あなたが　かなし　ときわ　わたしが　しあわせを　はこんで　きます。　あなたが　しあわせな　ときわ　わたしわ　それお　一緒によろかびます。　うふくな　ときわ　わたしが　いの　たいせつさをときつつきます。　あなたが　ゆきを　ひつよよと　するときわ　わたしが　たすけます。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;この　うびわ　わたしたちの　いの　しるしです。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anata ga byoki no tokiwa watashi ga kambio shimasu. Anata ga kenkona tokimo anatano mendo wo mimasu. Anata ga kanahi tokiwa watashiga shiawase wo hakonde kimasu. Anata ga shiawase na tokiwa watashi wa soｒewo isshoni yorokobimasu. Ufuku na tokiwa watashi ga ino taisetsu sawo tokitsutsukemasu. Anata ga yuki wo hitsuyo to surutoki wa watashi ga ataemasu. Anata ga tasukewo hitsuyo to surutoki wa watashi ga tasukemasu. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kono ubi wa watashi-tachi no ino shirushidesu.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2604783211867695272-124761085203228521?l=flo-watanabe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flo-watanabe.blogspot.com/feeds/124761085203228521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2604783211867695272&amp;postID=124761085203228521' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2604783211867695272/posts/default/124761085203228521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2604783211867695272/posts/default/124761085203228521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flo-watanabe.blogspot.com/2008/01/vow.html' title='Our marriage vow in civil wedding'/><author><name>watanabe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_898Fqs-E2jE/R5GRGC6MpiI/AAAAAAAAAEw/urVxF5qp6Q4/S220/%E7%84%A1%E9%A1%8C.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_898Fqs-E2jE/SGwtVk6dbSI/AAAAAAAAAGw/cFwf9j1F9dM/s72-c/1_537655561l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2604783211867695272.post-343537967824931678</id><published>2008-01-15T05:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-07-03T23:12:01.246-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nihonggo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='parents in law'/><title type='text'>手紙</title><content type='html'>だいすきな　おかさん、おとさん、すーぱぱ、&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;たくさんの　かんしゃの　きもちをこめて　この　てがみを　おくります。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;にほんにきて　ふあんだったわたしを　やさしく　むかえてくれて　ありがとうご&lt;br /&gt;ざいます。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ほんとうの　むすめのように　せっしてくれていること　こころから　うれしく　お&lt;br /&gt;もっています。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;まいにち　まいにち　ありがとうの　きもちで　いっぱいです。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;　&lt;br /&gt;まだ、　じぶんの　きもちを　うまく　つたえられないけれど、いつかきっと　&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;もって　たくさんの　にほんごを　おぼえて　じぶんの　きもちを　つたえられるように　な&lt;br /&gt;りたいです。　&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;　&lt;br /&gt;ときどき　おちこむことも　あるけれど　ともかずさんと　ちか&lt;br /&gt;らをあわせて&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;がんばって　いきたいと　おもっています。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ともかずさん、おとさん、おかさん、すーぱぱが　ささえてくれるから、&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;わたしは　ほんとうに　しあわせです。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;いつも　わたしを　きにかけてくれていること&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;いつも　みまもって　くれていること&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;いつも　あたたかいきもちを　やさしいきもちを　もっていてくれることを&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;こころから　かんしゃしています　ありがとう　ございます。&lt;br /&gt;ふろーりめるより　&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2604783211867695272-343537967824931678?l=flo-watanabe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flo-watanabe.blogspot.com/feeds/343537967824931678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2604783211867695272&amp;postID=343537967824931678' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2604783211867695272/posts/default/343537967824931678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2604783211867695272/posts/default/343537967824931678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flo-watanabe.blogspot.com/2008/01/blog-post_15.html' title='手紙'/><author><name>watanabe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_898Fqs-E2jE/R5GRGC6MpiI/AAAAAAAAAEw/urVxF5qp6Q4/S220/%E7%84%A1%E9%A1%8C.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2604783211867695272.post-7063858538969538055</id><published>2008-01-15T04:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T06:51:23.451-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nihonggo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my achievements'/><title type='text'>日本と私 (My first achievement in Japan</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_898Fqs-E2jE/R49XMy6MpfI/AAAAAAAAAEY/qH2MR2cBv60/s1600-h/0001_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_898Fqs-E2jE/R49XMy6MpfI/AAAAAAAAAEY/qH2MR2cBv60/s400/0001_1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156435975698425330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;２３さいの　わたしが　いま、にほんにいる　ということを　こどものころ　そうぞうしたことは　ありませんでした。わたしはかぞくと　つよい　きずなで　むすばれて　おります。そのような　かんきょうで　そだった　わたしには　かぞくと　はなれて　くらすことなど　ありえないと　おもって　いました。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;だいがくせい　さいごの　とし、シンガポールへの　トレーニングプログラムへ　いくきかいを　いただきました。わたしは　かんしゃの　きもちと　こうきしん、こうがくしん　とともに　シンガポールへと　たびたちました。しかし、こころの　どこかでは　かぞくと　はなれて　くらす　ひびを　しんぱい　しておりました。がいこくでの　せいかつは　つらいことも　たくさん　ありました。そのとき　わたしを　すくって　くれたのは、りょうしんの　おしえでした。　たとえば、たにんさまの　いうことを　しっかり　ききなさい、おもいやりを　もちなさい、けんきょで　いなさい、そして　いつも　かみさまへ　いのりなさいと。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;だいがくを　そつぎょうして　すぐに、わたしは　けっこんしました。ずっと　あいたかった　かれの　りょうしんにも　あうことが　できました。いま　いっしょに　しあわせに　くらしています。わたしの　じんせいの　もくてきは、じぶん　じしん　だけが　しあわせに　なる　ことでなく、みなが　しあわせに　なることです。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;らいにち　してから　なんか　たの　わくせいに　きてしまった　ような　かんじが　します。たとえば　にほんご　です。よみかきは　もちろん、はなす　ことも　とても　むずかしいです。はやく　じぶんの　ものに　したいです。にほん　には　たくさんの　よいことが　あります。たべものは　おいしいし、せいけつで、おしゃれで、あんぜんです。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;わたしは、にほんの　かたがたの　ていねいさ、　たにんへの　おもいやりに　いつも　かんどう　しております。でも　ひとつ　ぎもんが　あります。わたしは　しゅうまつも　かいものへ　いきますが、なぜ　にほんの　かぞくは　おじいちゃん、おばあちゃんが　いっしょに　かいものや　しょくじへ　いかない　ことが　おおいのですか。たいてい　パパ、ママ、こどもたちの　３、４にんです。わたしの　くにでは　おばあちゃん、おじいちゃん　からまごまで　みなで　いっしょに　すごして　います。なにを　するにも　たいてい　いっしょです。ぶんかが　ちがうので、ひとまえでのキスは　にほんの　かたに　とって　はずかしい　ことなの　かも　しれません。でも　こどもが　いえに　かえって　きたときなど、だきしめて　みては　いかが　ですか。とても　よいもの　です。あさ、おやと　こが　ちょっと　くちげんか　をして、なんか　いちにち　へんな　かんじで　いても　かえって　きたら　だきしめて　みては　どうでしょう。きゅうに　したら　こどもも　いやがり　ますが、まいにち　していれば、これは　なかなおりの　たすけ　や　きっかけに　なるのでは　ないで　しょうか。にほんの　かぞくには　スキンシップが　もっと　ひつようでは　ないかと　おもいます。わたしは　じぶんの　ぶんか　である　かぞくの　きずなを　ほこりに　おもっています。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;さいごに　しゅじんの　りょうしんを　はじめ　みなさまに　かんしゃ　して　おります。この　きもちを　わすれずに　いきていきたいと　おもいます。そして　いちにちでも　はやく　みなさまの　おやくに　たてる　ように　なりたいと　おもいます。ほんじつは　まことに　ありがとうございました。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was the first time I face the audience of Japan. I'm used to deliver speeches before but this time with different kinds of people, gathered together to hear about my profile and how I'm living my ne life in Japan. It was a great pleasure for me to be chosen as a class representative.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2604783211867695272-7063858538969538055?l=flo-watanabe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flo-watanabe.blogspot.com/feeds/7063858538969538055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2604783211867695272&amp;postID=7063858538969538055' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2604783211867695272/posts/default/7063858538969538055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2604783211867695272/posts/default/7063858538969538055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flo-watanabe.blogspot.com/2008/01/blog-post.html' title='日本と私 (My first achievement in Japan'/><author><name>watanabe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_898Fqs-E2jE/R5GRGC6MpiI/AAAAAAAAAEw/urVxF5qp6Q4/S220/%E7%84%A1%E9%A1%8C.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_898Fqs-E2jE/R49XMy6MpfI/AAAAAAAAAEY/qH2MR2cBv60/s72-c/0001_1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
