Dear Peanut: Father and Son

Dear Peanut,

After confirming that it was time, they wheeled in your mother to the labor room to continue on trying to widen her birth canal.

I, on the other hand, had to dart around the hospital to ensure that we have a room and everything is set.

Your Lola Mommy and I just had a quick lunch and I dashed back to our house to get our hospital bag. This was because I refused to bring the stupid bag earlier that morning. Good thing it was ready to go days before. When I got home, I just grabbed some food, my work laptop, and the hospital bag.

I was almost finished packing at home when your Lola Mommy called me. They said that I needed to get back to the hospital. I thought of it as nothing but my gut was telling me something might be off.

Once I got back to the hospital, your Lola Mama already arrived. Your Lola Mommy then told me that the doctor needed to talk to us. We hurried to the Labor Room and that was when Dra.JMF told us about the situation.

The opening of your mother’s birth canal was progressing slowly and the doctor already broke her water bag. Guess what? You already pooped and we cannot wait a minute longer as there were signs that you were already distressed.

It had been a while since I was genuinely scared about something. That was one of them. Yet I know that you would be okay. That was your first challenge upon coming into this world. I was certain that you would get past it

We then signed the consent for the C-Section. They told me to change my clothes because they would bring me to the operating room soon.

I changed and brought along the GoPro camera to capture the moments. They made me wait in the labor room because I was not really allowed to be at the OR theater until “baby out.”

It gave me time to set up the GoPro while waiting. I must have taken 50+ accidental selfies while fiddling with it, partly also because I was really getting anxious.

They led me to the OR door and told me to wait for a few more minutes. At that point, I really couldn’t describe what I was feeling but let just say it made me want to piss my pants.

After a while, I heard people inside the OR cheering and taking note of the date and time. I then heard a cry and they let me in. You literally just got pulled out of the womb—bloody and screaming.

The doctors quickly put you to the side and started their routine baby checking. I headed to your mother, who was currently strapped to the operating table to check up on her while being sewed up. Once confirmed that she was okay, I headed to check on you as the doctors, nurses, and interns were scrambling, pumping the shit that you have ingested.

I think you may have learned two lessons during your first minutes of life.

#1, Don’t shit where you eat

#2, Don’t take any shit. Literally and figuratively speaking.

Congratulations on getting past your first challenge, son. Welcome to the world.

XOXO,

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Dear Peanut,

Do you remember Pesky, the fly that always hangs around the house? Yeah, I know he’s dead but there’s another fly that also started hanging around our house. He’s also a bit clingy and always hangs out wherever we are but not as annoying as Pesky.

Initially, I thought Pesky came back from the dead but looking at this new fly, it’s a bit smaller and less clingy. Thus, we have named him Pesky Jr. (PJR).

I also noticed there’s another fly that is hanging around the house. This one is like, fat, so I know it’s not Pesky Jr. But for reference, let’s call him Fatso. I think he’s PJR’s friend whom he invited to the house to hang out. They are alike the fly version of Bulk and Skull from the Power Rangers TV show.

I think Pesky Jr. is a teenager, you know why? Because we rarely see him around the house. It seems that he just comes home when he is tired, hungry, and out of money. Hey, it reminds me of myself.

I remember my teenage years and all the time that we have on our hands. I’m usually outside the house, going to my friend’s house, hanging out, playing video games, talking, and getting piss drunk. I have a friend whose house has a sari-sari store with all the booze and snacks that we can have. Therefore, his house became our headquarters, hehe. Though it had been ages since we went back there, I think our tab would already be a mile long or maybe we were banned because we did not pay the bill most of the time.

I’d also go out with my band friends and attend their gigs, go to their friends, meet new people, explore new places, and just having a blast. These days, I don’t really get to go out much often. Well, I go out for work mainly and chores, but that’s about it. I’m also a bit lazy to go out now because I’m usually tired from the daily grind.

But you know what, that’s fine. I guess that’s what growing old is about. I guess you’ll also know what I’m talking about in due time. For now, you just hang out in your mother’s belly.

Regards,

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Dear Peanut,

Okay, so we have been staying in our condo for quite some time. Yeah, it’s nice, 3 pools, basketball court, and resort-like vibe. We live on the high-rise floor and our unit has a balcony where you can see the cityscape.

Amidst the all the great stuff that we have in our living quarters, we have had a bit of a problem. You see, there was this one annoying house fly that kept hanging around the house. I think it was about a week or two and it seemed that he never leaves as if he was paying rent. We have tried to get rid of him but after unsuccessful attempts, we have decided that we will take him in. We have named him Pesky The Fly.

Pesky flies around us most of the time and lands on our arms, legs, or whatever body part. We swat him away then he leaves only to come back and annoy us some more. One time, he landed on my face and I slapped myself trying to get rid of him. Your mother laughed and she said that it also happened to her. Stupid fly.

One evening, when we were about to sleep, I saw Pesky lounging around the bedroom. I got my trusty slipper and swatted him with lightning fast speed. Finally, Pesky fell. I saw his lifeless body at the back of the nightstand and decided to leave it there. I thought your mother would be glad that Pesky is gone but for some reason, she wasn’t very happy about me leaving Pesky’s body to decompose inside the house.

It’s actually not a bit deal but knowing your mother, she makes a big deal about small things, like a house fly. Then she went on ranting about cleanliness and other unrelated stuff that her woman brain tells her to say. I can’t believe it she is seriously upset about a fucking house fly.

Then it dawned me, Pesky, with his dying breath has cursed me, made my wife upset just to troll me one last time. Damn you, Pesky, well played.

Wherever you are, I hope you have all the trash that you can eat, shit and hangout with all your house fly friends. I hope when you look down from fly heaven, you can see me from my balcony raising my middle finger to you. I’ll never forget you, Pesky, mostly because you owe me 3 weeks of rent, you freeloading shit bag.

Regards,

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Dear Peanut,

I read that sometimes, fathers can feel left out during pregnancy because the ties are stronger between mother and baby. I mean, literally, the umbilical cord connects us. And even when it's cut, it connects us forever.

This is why (according to LMO) mothers feel if there's something wrong with their children, even if they don't tell. Apart from lukso ng dugo. Probably why I can't keep secrets from your Lola Mommy, hehehe. Remember how she "sensed" that we're about to say that we're pregnant even before we called them?

So I told SC that you two should have a Father and Son bonding session every night, even before you pop out. I think we started this routine at #10Weeks.

Every night, while lying in bed before sleeping, SC would place a hand on my tummy and talk to you. He always ask me, "Ano sasabihin ko?" and I would slap him (light lang, but minsan napapalakas because he tells you nonsense all the time, hahaha) and tell him to think.

Sometimes, he would tell you about the things he did during the day, what he ate (especially if it's something spicy), and found on Facebook. Random things.

Of course, you don't understand all these yet so it's actually more for me. But he would sometimes rub my stomach and I would yell, "Earthquake!" because that's probably the sensation you feel with all the vigorous movement. It became an inside joke that every now and then, he would do it and we would yell "Earthquake!" Even in the womb, he has started to troll you, hahaha.

Father and Son

Two weeks ago, we saw Guardians of the Galaxy Vol. 2 in the cinemas. Not really a fan of the franchise but I'm a huge fan of the OST. I've become super obsessed with the song Father and Son by Cat Stevens. So I told SC to practice this and play it to you using his new electric guitar.

Check it out below. :)