It's been almost two months since we discovered that we are pregnant. I'm on my 13th week and before I forget everything that are happening with my body, thanks to oxytocin, I will write them down here in my blog.

It was a week ago when I was about to sleep and then my friend Bob messaged me asking if I could give a talk about Blogging 101 on March 22. I was a bit hesitant, but my husband kept insisting that I go do it. I said yes to Bob and I hardly slept that night. I was a trainer a few years back and I used to teach, but I've never really been on stage to talk about something. I've got a very minimal stage fright because, ahem, I am a singer. Hahaha!

Back when I was a kid, we go to Tarlac every summer and Christmas to spend a few days with our grandparents. Those days were gone. A few years ago, my grandmother and the whole family moved near our house from the military camp in Tarlac. Apparently, the land was sold and will be developed as a golf course.

I remember my lola made the best lomi and sampelot (ginataang bilo-bilo). She and my Tita Ester also make a bunch of palitaw for merienda on random days for me and my cousins. We're about 18 kids running around the house on summers. Imagine how noisy that is, and how hungry we were after playing under the sun. My grandmother passed away five years ago. I still miss her until today.

Yesterday, I thought of making palitaw at home for Jeff and my in-laws. We had some leftover glutinous rice flour from the ginataang bilo-bilo last week, so I thought of using that.