Monday, December 28, 2009

Things every pregnant woman loves to hear.

"Woah. You. Are. Round."

"Just by looking at you, you look normal, but when you get past your face and see your belly, DAMN. I mean at least you didn't blow up..."

"I was pregnant with twins & was never that big."

Nothing like a self confidence boost @ the husbands annual Christmas party.


Monday, October 26, 2009


Something which I have had trouble doing since I've been pregnant. Apparently along with growing a baby, you develop an attention span of a goldfish, which is one of the many reasons for my lack of blogging. Sadly another reason is my obsession to achieve a high score in bejeweled blitz, a game perfect for my goldfish brain, 1 minute game intervals.

So, a few updates...

1. Merritt S. Nipper, Kenny 4's best friend, was born on October 13, 2009 @ 7:52 pm. Kenny 4 & Merritt were destined to be best friends, after all their fathers have shared a 10" x 10" living space for a year, have ran hundreds and hundreds of miles together, attempted to make fake id's in front of a faded blue terry cloth towel, fastened a trash can to one or the others head with duck tape after a night of underage drinking, pierced each others ears, and have supported some ridiculous hair style choices. All joking aside, they've been each others wing man since they were 16, so it's only natural that their boys follow suit. We are anxious to see what kind of trouble these two will get themselves into & Kate & I are prepared to blame it on their fathers. Disneyland trips & 18th birthday celebration plans are already in the works.

Welcome to the world, baby Merritt, we can't wait to snuggle you. We have completely fallen in love with this new addition to Team Nipper.

2. After a couple of hours of weird, painful abdominal cramps that turned out to be contractions we found ourselves in a room on the labor and delivery unit 3 months before our scheduled unit tour & 4 months before my due date. Medication was given to me to stop the contractions, followed by a couple of liters of IV fluids, and I'll spare you the unwelcomed, unlubed pelvic examines that also followed. I was eventually discharged home thankfully still pregnant, sore, & on bedrest for 2 weeks. As of last week my doctor placed me on pregnancy disability leave for the remainder of my pregnancy, my only job is to be happy, be healthy, grow a baby, & keep Kenny 4 inside until January. Sounds easy enough. As I enter my 3rd trimester, I finally enjoying pregnancy and embracing motherhood. I may still be the most exhausted I've ever been in my entire life, but I'm definitely the happiest.

3. Nursery is done, ahead of schedule.

4. My belly button remains an innie. I expect at any moment this will change, but plugging it with my finger any time I yawn, sneeze, or cough seems to postpone the inevitable.

5. On a recent visit, Jonah, my amazingly gifted nephew, asked his Uncle Kenny, what he would like to achieve as a father. Caught completely off guard, Kenny 3 responded "I would like to not drop the baby." I'm hoping that the babywise classes we are scheduled to take in early December will help my husband achieve this.

and 6. reminds me I have 80 more days till we meet quite possibly the best mash up EVER.

Monday, September 7, 2009


bananas, waffles, slathered in syrup.
lucky charms cereal & milk.
stove top chicken stuffing.
popcorn & a icee.
reese peanut butter cups.
hickory smoke potato chips and french onion dip.
red beans and rice.
lemon pound cake.

i've consumed all of the above in the past 11 hours & i'm still HUNGRY.

Monday, August 24, 2009

Papa's got a brand new bag.

Right before bed it's Kenny 3's time to spend with Kenny 4's.   I simply just lay and remain quiet and let my boys get to know each other.  It usually involves tons of belly kisses, pleads for felt movement, whispers of future to do's, and a couple of silly Shel Silverstein poems.  More recently Kenny 3 has decided to introduce his mini me to the world of music and after spending at least 15 minutes finding the right song, he puts the earphone buds to my belly.  It started off with a little bit of Stevie Wonder & the Jackson 5, until the other night he decided to introduce Kenny 4 to James Brown...

Papa's got a brand new bag played and half way through the song, Kenny 4 decided he had heard enough and moved to the opposite side of my belly.  I laughed & told number 3 that his son didn't care for James Brown. Disappointed Kenny 3 picked up Where the Wild Things Are & started to read. 

Turns out, Kenny 4 may not be a fan of James Brown, but he is a fan of his daddy's voice, which was apparent when he repositioned himself on the other side of my belly to snuggle up closer to his dad.    

Ken beamed & I cried.  Our little family of 3 is already taking shape.  Life is good.

Wednesday, August 19, 2009

What do I know...

apparently nothing.

this just keeps getting better and better.

Tuesday, July 21, 2009

14 weeks.

Lima Bean @ 14 weeks and 4 days.  Got two views this time around, a profile picture and a picture when lima looked at us.  Our bean decided to bunch the cord between his/her legs preventing us to see if he/she is a "cheeseburger" or a "hotdog."  At first we sweetly thought that baby was looking @ us and waving on the second picture, the more I stare at it, the more I think he/she is flipping us off laughing at us, reminding us he/she runs this, & when he/she is ready he/she will show us her "cheeseburger" or his "hotdog."  If ever...

Monday, July 20, 2009

Name a pregnancy symptom..

You name it -- chances are I'm experiencing it...

ultimate exhaustion -- check.
frequent urination -- check.
constipation -- check.
sciatic pain -- check.
carpel tunnel in my wrists -- check.
nausea/vomiting -- check & check.
heartburn -- check.
headaches -- check.
dizziness -- check.

Am I miserable?  No.  Quite the opposite actually.
Would I do it again?  Without a doubt.

On another note, it's Comic Con season again....

place to stay per my Aunties -- check.
sharpies -- check.
business cards -- check.
freebie promotional items -- check.
booth time -- check.
spending limit lecture -- check.
crisp clean captain america shirt -- check.
nervous husband -- check.
pep talk -- check.

Ken's all geared up ready to charm the shit out of some scantily dressed anime women and men dressed in tights and capes.  It's going to be an amazing time.  My lack of energy and aversion to smells of vinegar and feet, is keeping me from going this year.  I am however, sending my wonderful mother-in-law in my place, to do the beaming with pride and shedding of the proud tears.  Ken will again be at the SLG booth this year Friday, Saturday, & Sunday from 10 am to 11 am.   This year he'll not only be promoting Tales to Suffice & getting you hyped up on the upcoming issues, but he'll also be co-promoting another project he was a part of called, Strange Eggs Jump the Shark.  

I am incredibly proud of Ken, as my husband, as an artist & writer, & most importantly the father of our lima bean.

Monday, July 13, 2009

Digging Deep.

After a day of vomiting landed me in the ER and completely wiping any ounce of energy I had on reserve, I lay in bed on the second day and tearfully asked my husband where I was going to get the energy to do this for 6 more months...

In search of the right thing to say, Ken convinces himself that I am pregnant with a superhero & that the reason why I feel so drained is that our superhero needs ALL of the energy.  Ken is able to sleep better at night.

I call the bestest for some rational advice...except she's convinced that I am pregnant with a half vampire/half human, referencing Renesmee, from Breaking Dawn.

Superhero or 1/2 vampire, girl or boy, it's sucking me completely dry.  Ideally this was not how pregnancy was supposed to be like.  In my head there were no ER visits, no constant headaches, or extreme feeling of weakness so much I could faint at any minute.  I didn't envision myself lying on my bathroom floor after vomiting the 46th time or that the distance from the bed to the bathroom suddenly felt like 46 miles.  Pregnancy in my head was maybe a couple weeks of nausea followed by beauty & fun...13 weeks in I'm digging deep to find the beauty in pregnancy & praying & hoping that fun will soon ensue.

Monday, June 22, 2009


Up until about a week ago, the nausea was a constant reminder of my pregnancy.  Thankfully for about a week now it's subsided, of course catching a whiff of something that doesn't agree with me (like honeysuckle soap) or better yet witnessing a patient vomit will send me on a dry heaving frenzy, but none the less nausea free.  

But as I watch my body morph, continue to deal with this exhaustion and inability to read correctly, I still had the impulse to take another pregnancy test, just to make sure...

I didn't of course, but the thought crossed my mind, especially after the idea of buying an ultrasound machine was unrealistic...My heart and mind were put at ease when I saw this today

Our lima bean 10 weeks and 3 days old. Shortly after our doctor took this picture, our bean gave us a show, waving it's arms and legs. Ken and I would like to think lima bean was dancing and showing off for the camera, none the less it was an amazing image and Ken and I both agreed that we could have watched our bean all day if we could. 

I think the baby knows how incredibly happy we are out here that he's totally partying it up in my belly, guess that would explain my exhaustion.

Monday, June 1, 2009

lima bean.

We took one.
Then we took 5 more.
They all said the same thing.

And even after the positive pregnancy tests, the all day sickness, and the extreme wasn't until we saw our lima beans heart blinking that it finally hit us....


Wednesday, March 4, 2009


7 years ago I had butterflies in my stomach as I got ready for our first date.
5 years ago I had butterflies in my stomach when you got down on one knee & asked me to be your wife.
4 years ago I had butterflies in my stomach when we met at the river and vowed in sickness and in health, for better or for worse, till death do we part.

And here I am sitting on the couch, watching you on the computer & listening to you unnecessarily beat on the keyboard, & you still give me butterflies.

You still give me butterflies, send my heart racing, give me chills, & make me smile. I would have never imagined it would be this good.

Monday, February 23, 2009

the bee's knees.

Happy Birthday, Kenneth Wayne.
29 looks good on you.

Friday, February 20, 2009

Virginia, No. California, No. Germany, No. Louisiana, not exactly.

Everyone gets asked, “Where are you from?”

Majority of people have a quick answer, but if you grew up military it’s not always that simple. Especially when I prefer not to divulge too much info about myself to a stranger. Recently I’ve been just answering with “Louisiana” hoping it’s an easy out, but since not many Filipinos find themselves “from” Louisiana, I still get asked “how” and “why”? Making me have to explain my military brat origins of having no origins, the many perks of growing up as a military child.
I was an exception I think, I did very little moving, my father would extend and re-extended assignments, so we ended up living in the same area for long periods of time. That wasn’t to say everyone else’s family was like mine, so even though I stayed fairly grounded, I had a constant rotation of friends. Adapting to the kind of lifestyle where you didn’t allow yourself to get close to anyone, because that was easier than saying good-bye. Yet another perk of growing up as a military child.

So, when it comes down to childhood, I envy anyone who is still friends with the people they went to grade school with, my little brother for instance. He still rolls with the same crew he ate lunch with in 3rd grade. I don’t get it, I don’t understand it, but I envy it.

I say all this because, there have been a handful of people from my childhood that I have regretfully lost touch with. It’s been decades since we last had contact, but I’ve thought of them and have shared our stories to anyone who would listen. Since this whole myspace/facebook era started, I’ve tried to look for them but with no success. Until a couple of days ago and have been playing catch up with some long lost friends. I’m thrilled to have found them and I certainly don’t plan on letting decades come between us again. Its nice to know that there are people out there that can validate my memories, it makes my life feel a little more concrete and normal.

...which brings me to a perfect point in the post to post childhood pictures...and as I dust off the old albums and flip through pictures...honestly, I'm not ready for that type of reminiscing or humiliation, maybe when I can come with with a good excuse for my Cross Colours outfit and Starter jacket...


My families version of charades.

and my dad attempting to convince us he's representing "Winter Wonderland."

Fitting enough, we're heading into the mountains this weekend for some birthday snowboarding and snowtubing. I'm hoping we don't hurt ourselves.

"When it snows, ain't it thrilling.
Though your nose gets a chilling.
We'll frolic and play, the Eskimo way.
Walking in the winter wonderland."

Tuesday, February 10, 2009

I see you.

I don't like to brag...

Unless it's about my husband, then it's one of my favorite things to do.

So, with that said he's landed himself not just 1 but 5 pages in a new anthology titled, I Saw You, a collection of comics about life's missed connections. His name & his work hangs out with some big timers in the comic industry, some pretty amazing artists including Keith Knight, Liz Prince, & Jeffery Brown.

It'd be one thing if he wasn't so damn awesome, but he is constantly giving me reasons to brag, boast, & thank my lucky stars he's mine.

So, order it & enjoy.

Tuesday, January 20, 2009


In addition to today's historically amazing event, I woke up to this waiting for me. Tales To Suffice #2 is just about done & I'm getting my first sneak peek. Special wifey edition.


Saturday, January 17, 2009

I've become

a fan.

who knew vampires could be so incredibly addicting.

Monday, January 5, 2009

I resolve to...

So, with the new year comes resolutions, apparently. Here are mine.

1. Become less anxious when it comes to cooking, in turn cooking more.
2. Walk 50 miles from Carlsbad, CA to San Diego, CA with a good friend for an amazing cause.
3. Finish my wedding scrapbook.
4. Paint & share.
5. Call more often.
6. Getting rid of this obsession.
7. Go to the dentist.
8. Greece...
9. BSN
10. Convention table, for KW comics.

What's yours?

For this smile.

I'd do anything.

Sunday, January 4, 2009

But, wait.

I didn't even post my top 8 of 2008 and it's already the second week of the new year.

I was inspired, and I too wanted to share what made my 2008 so great. So, even though it's late here's my top 8.

08. Finding my happy place, my heaven on earth.

07. Witnessing 2 of our bestest friends marry their soul mates.

06. Becoming an aunt, again, again, again, & again.
(Jadin Beckford, James Parker Robinson, Hudson Nipper, & Ryleigh Merritt)

05. Big Bang Theory.
04. Awesome investment.
03. Obama.
02. Normal heart rhythms.
01. Tales To Suffice.

So, there you have it. Is it too late to ask you what's yours? I don't think so.

Hope everyone has a great 09.