Perpetually In Motion – Mr. Wiggles

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Ever try to watch a movie with a child who is in constant motion? Always has to have some part of his little body moving. Constantly asking questions and giving a constant commentation?

Well, this is how it is at my house. Tonight we watched the National Treasure saga. I wasn’t sure if we were ever going to make it through to the end of the movies.

As we got more into the movie, which is a well loved movie saga in our house and who doesn’t love a Nick Cage movie, right? I began to think about why my son was constantly in motion. Several explanations came to mind –

1. Mr. X has sugared him up be for dropping him off.
2. We are a boy and have an unlimited supply of energy.
3. There are jumping beans in his pants.
4. He magically sucked all my life’s energy out of me and gave it to himself when I picked him up.

I watched him sitting next to me, ever trying so hard to not move a muscle because I kept telling him to -“Sit still” and “Let’s watch the movie and find out.”

I don’t think I ever saw him be still during the whole 2 hours of the movie. I came to the conclusion that his perpetual motion was a combination of all my explanations, but mostly more of my #2 reason.

I also think that in my old age I have become more easily irritated, so these little “things” that I once thought were cute – drive me nuts!!!


Where are YOU From


So I saw this you tube video on a post on my FB, thanks mom, and I thought that is so incredibly funny and true! Being Filipino, I could so relate.

The video just say’s it all. I don’t know how many times I have had that exact same conversation with our oh-so-called intelligent male population.

I just think its very sad that at this day and age people, mostly the male population, sorry guys, are to blame for this lack of intelligence.  I would think that most people would have an understanding and maybe, just maybe a little knowledge in the whole “our world is a melting pot.”

You would think.

PPCM Awareness


It was like an episode of “House M.D.” Eight years ago I lay in an ICU bed not knowing if I would ever see the next day let alone have a chance to be a Mommy to my than 2 month old little boy.

I presented with a normal pregnancy, no known complications, as far as we knew at the time. The only oddity, that my OB thought was normal was my weight gain. Keep in mind that normally, I am a pretty small person (low weight and small framed) – on my delivery date I was a whopping 164 lbs. Wow, you say!! Huge – yes!! And my little one weighed in at 9 lbs 12 oz. Ten fingers, ten toes – healthy baby boy.

A fairly non complicated birth as well. He was a week over due, just didn’t want to leave his little water world. I labored for 18 hours and had to have a C-Section for obvious reasons. Even that went well.

Over the next month, I began to present with pneumonia like symptoms. Heavy chest feeling, hard to breath, coughing up mucus, and extreme bloating – so much I looked like the Stay Puft Marshmallow Man.

Three times to the ER. Each time they sent me home. Did not find anything. On my son’s 2 month check-up the doc asked how I was doing. I told him about the ER visits and about my extreme puffiness, which my OB had chalked up to the epidural and pitocin.

He immediately did an EKG and echo-cardio and admitted me to the hospital. I was told I barely had an ejection fraction, my lungs had filled with fluid, and heart was grossly enlarged. I was the walking dead.

There I spent the next three months on the cardiac wing, in and out of ICU -twice for TIA’s. (a mini stroke). It took the doctors over a month to finally come up with a firm diagnosis for me – Postpartum (Peripartum) Cardiomyopathy (PPCM).

I was told immediately to tie my tubes and to not have anymore children. Now what doctor tells a 29-year-old, first time mom, with a 2 month old this. I got several second opinions and switched cardiologists.

For the next 8 months, I took a very regimented cocktail of heart medications, had blood draws every other week, and saw my cardiologist twice a month. That following December, I was told by my cardiologist that my EF was presenting within normal range and I was able to wean off some of my medications.

I was in the clear. I had survived this, though it was no small feat!!! I feel strongly that my quick recovery had to do greatly with the fact that I have a wonderful, strong support system. My parents were with me every step of the way. They sat by my bedside, prayed for me, and helped care for my little one.

I slowly began the process of weaning off the rest of my medications. In 2011, I was almost off all of my medications; my EF remained in normal range.

In 2012 I got the approval to go off all medications, though I remain on baby aspirin. My latest echocardiogram came back beautiful (2014).

It has been eight years since this horrific incident. Medicine has changed and has moved with the times. PPCM is no longer the mysterious pregnancy disease that women can get. It is still a very, very rare disease to get, however; it is more easily detected and doctors are more aware of it.

I do have the best cardiac and ob team in my area and I have even been given the cautious green light to future children because I made such a quick and fantastic recovery. There is always a chance of recurrence, however; I would be very closely monitored with my team. With today’s medical technology, there is always a hope and a future!!

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Magic Mom Power


Teaching your children about the circle of life. When teaching this life lesson, which usually happens every few weeks or months in my household, because we have several fish tanks – and Moms we all know that Goldie and her friends are just not going to live forever – have to teach this life lesson to young children more often then not.

In my house we have had at least 4 fish funerals, a wipe out of sea monkeys, and a snail funeral. After my son’s reaction to the first fish funeral, I decided that it was a must to pull that “Magic Mom Power.” Mom’s you know the one Im talking about – the one where Goldie makes a miraculous recovery from “sleeping.”

I know to some this might seem just down right wrong, however; if you’ve never had a child scream and cry over a “sleeping” Goldie you just don’t know.

Yes, I’ve gone and explained the circle of life to my little one – a reference to “Lion King” used to work in the beginning or a reference to “Little Nemo.” (‘all drains lead to the ocean” type of thing)

It seems as we have gotten a little bit older we have begun to form bonds with our little aquatic friends, so loosing them becomes much more dramatic especially in Eight Year Old Land.

So what’s a mom to do – Magic Mom Power. Yes, we super mom’s have that super power that magically brings things back to life – the get out out of all fix its.

I recently had to utilize this power in our playroom tank and will have to do the same with the sea monkey tank. Though Im sure sea monkeys are not sold at the local pet store.

And the circle of life goes on. Happy Magic Mom Power!!

Blog Virgin No More

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Welcome to Diary of Shop Momma blog. This is my first blog, so I guess we could say Im an official blog-virgin. I am throwing caution to the wind and seeing where the wind will blow me with this blog thing. I have heard that blogging is all the rage these days, the in-thing to do. Everyone who is everyone has a blog or as we say here in blog land – is a blogger.

I came to blogging because family and friends have often told me – “You should write a book or a blog.” I guess one could say that I live such an exciting life, so exciting that I should write about it; I suppose that is true. I also love to post way too many random posts to FB.

What can I say, I have come up with the times! I am no longer a blog – virgin! Here we go…