The Wife of Gilbert

Many Dads get excited about the thought of having a baby yet are unaware of what it takes to support their wives during the pregnancy and postpartum process. Here are a few tips on how to maximize your role in the childbirth process: 1. Suggest taking childbirth classes with your wife. It is a very empowering experience since it defines your role during the childbirth process. 2. If you are unable to because of time constraints, just read up on books and the internet about the pregnancy and most especially, about the breastfeeding process so you can support your wife all the way through. 3. Accompany your wife, whenever you can, to her pre-natal checkups. 4. If you’re a first time Dad, practice carrying a baby using a doll so you won’t be too afraid to handle your own baby on the day of delivery. Ask your Mom, aunt, cousin or sister who is knowledgeable to teach you. 5. Help your wife prepare her birth plan and, organize the things required on the day of labor, and what type ...

Happy 26th Bday to YOU Happy happy birthday to my sister Joanna Viray de Castro - Bachiller sounds good ha, hehe testing lang. Soon to be Mrs. Mike Bachiller. Oh taray. She is not here with us, I miss her so much. She is now in Taichung, Taiwan for almost three years when she left Philiipines since September 23, 2003 to work as a factory worker. A very strong person, she has determination to fullfil her dreams and a hardworking person but she is so mataray hehe. I miss the time that weve been together. We do share things and stuff. We take a bath together naked with our one sister Cristina.

To those who are married, not married and soon to be married. MARRIAGE When I got home that night as my wife served dinner, I held her hand and said, I've got something to tell you. She sat down and ate quietly. Again I observed the hurt in her eyes. Suddenly I didn't know how to open my mouth. But I had to let her know what I was thinking. I want a divorce. I raised the topic calmly. She didn't seem to be annoyed by my words, instead she asked me softly, why? I avoided her question. This made her angry. She threw away the chopsticks and shouted at me, you are not a man! That night, we didn't talk to each other. She was weeping. I knew she wanted to find out what had happened to our marriage. But I could hardly give her a satisfactory answer; she had lost my heart to Dew. I didn't love her anymore. I just pitied her! With a deep sense of guilt, I drafted a divorce agreement which stated that she could own our house, our car, and 30% stake of my company. She glanced ...