Sorry, I published it without posting anything. I was testing if the blogger was down. Anyway, I was thinking of creating an About Me page but I don't know how to start it, yet. And then, a friend named Red, leave a comment in one of my blog posts. She informed me about the tagged! I did not create a tagged post immediately! I was thinking what to write coz' there are facts about me that are too personal. Still, I write about and here you go:
Baby Hammock
June 22, 2011
My husband and I want a baby hammock. My baby gets to sleep for only one to two hours. He has a difficult time sleeping, I think, when he is alone in bed especially the noise he hears outside of the room. So, I tried to look for baby hammocks online and were surprised for the new and modern trends.
They call it Hushamock! Also, in this website Miyo Baby Hammock, one of their products is a wooden stand that holds the hammock. But, don't worry for the installation. You can read the how-to installation process from their website that includes the parts supplied by their company.
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| Credits: Caroleens Treasures |
And sure enough, his Ninong or Godfather brought a second-hand baby hammock. But, it's worn out, my husband fix it. And there you go, my baby, who gets wild sleeping for the first time in the hammock.
Later on, he sleeps soundly.
Into My Own
June 20, 2011
Guess, my mind is chaotic! I think a lot but can't write a blog. My mind is affected with personal matters in my heart. So, I decided to search for short poems and explain every stanza's on my own.
Into My Own
(Robert Frost)
One of my wishes is that those dark trees,
So old and firm they scarcely show breeze,
We're not, as "twere, the merest mask of gloom,
But stretched away unto the edge of doom.
"One of my wishes is to push out that old grudges
and spread its' wings of forgiveness"
I should not be withheld but that some day
into their vastness I should steal away,
Fearless of every finding open land,
or highway where the slow wheel pours the sand.
"I will not stay, I will go unafraid into a foreign land
where there will be great opportunities...
I do not see why I should e'er turn back,
Or those should not set forth upon my track
To overtake me, who should miss me here
And long to know if I held them dear.
"I don't understand. When will I return home? Who will
miss me? Will they miss me? Are they interested
to know their importance?"
They would not find me changed from him the knew¬
Only more sure of all I thought was true.
The sound of sadness in leaving home and preparing to stay on his own.
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