We were coming off the mountain last Friday evening heading to the By the Sea Resort for Mongolian Barbeque; Cecil was driving with his wife Ymir Thea in the front and Mr. & Mrs. Thompson in the back. I noticed the temperature gauge was reading very high. But we made it to dinner on time. There we met my friend Tommy and his family and we were joined by two new couples Mike and Bill plus their wives, who have recently migrated to the Philippines to partake of the good life. A while later we were joined by my Granddaughter and her party, so the whole gang was there.
It was another great night on the town, good company, great food and the kids were enjoying themselves with sweet deserts while we guys partook of manly adult beverages and the pondering of the world’s problems. It was getting late and we were all informed by the ladies that it was “Time Gentlemen” and the evening was concluded.
The new old Honda still had its running hot problem, and my two son-in-laws decided that my mechanic was close by and we would leave my car there overnight and ride home in Chris’ Innova. Don’t fret, the Honda was left in the care of a security guard and locked safely inside for the night. Early the next morning we received a call from Kuya Greg that it was the water pump, and a new one was installed and it was ready for pick up,. Cecil went down to get it. And a good thing that he did!
Cecil arrived at noon and was informed that his wife was in the mood to give birth to my new grandson! Off to Bay Pointe Hospital we all dashed and checked her in. The doctor agreed with my daughter and at 14:00 she was admitted. Time stopped as we all waited, I’m smart enough to know that babies like to be born in the wee hours of the night, when they are damn good and ready. My wife and I departed the hospital back to our house leaving a fair size party there to keep us informed. 03:00 that morning the phone rang and we were told by a highly excited new dad that his son “Jaden Logan” was born, and both mother and son were just fine. We couldn’t say the same for Cecil as he was still running in widening circles all night long.
While my wife was still on the phone I got dressed and got the car ready for the trip to the hospital. The new old Honda was in fine form and was waiting on Mayang to arrive and off we went.
My wife bogarted her way past a flock of young nurses and attendants to see her daughter and new grandson, while I and the rest of the waiting group were pushed aside as the mother of the new mother, tended to her young. Oh and yes it was Mother’s Day, that Hallmark Holiday that a corporation forced upon us, low those many years ago. Then more excitement that the baby’s birthday would be on Mother’s Day every year, I had to be the one to throw water on that idea and explained that Mother’s Day was always the second Sunday of May, and that every seven years his birthday would fall on Mother’s Day. Then I added that since he was born on a 13th like his Lolo, he would have many birthdays on “Friday the 13th” as mine will be this year. Let the head scratching commence!
Monday, late in the afternoon our new baby arrives on the mountain, the amount of people that came would have amazed you, and I kept waiting for a politician to show up to give a speech, with that size of the crowd available they normally do. Luckily none came.
One of the things I enjoy about living here is the joy the birth of a baby brings to a purok; each and every person is happy and proud. I can’t count how many babies I’ve visited over the years, and I felt happy each and every time.
It is settling down now after a couple of days have passed, we are falling into a routine centered around our baby, Jayden Logan. All I can say is that; “I’m a genius”, by having built our other master bedroom on the second floor, because it is so peaceful up there.
As I submit this article to “Fearless Leader Bob”, the family is already here to prepare for a party, we will christen the Baby this Saturday (19 May) and it also happens to be the birthday of our daughter Hanna, and my son-in-law Chris. Just three more reasons to imbibe in cold SMB’s Food and cocktails, as if a reason is really required. The damnable singing machine will also rear its ugly head. So the party will be spoken of at a later date and posted on Lip. You may all sleep through that one if you wish.