I have previously published A Commuter’s Lament to express the pros and cons of taking public transportation to and from work.
I once mentioned HERE that we moved to a new work location which ultimately is more accessible and convenient for me. There’s no more need for me to take a bus.
The new office building is accessible by foot from the train station. It takes a nice 10-minute walk along a park.
This time, please permit me to invite you to literally walk a mile in my shoes. Be prepared to be inundated with pictures
Stairway to work
I have formed a habit of counting each step I take on the staircase to and from work. I walk up and down a massive 100 steps- one way!
More steps my way
It is a fair bit of a consolation that I take in the lovely view of this park in between each walks.
Finally, my work building
I was optimistic to lose some of the pregnancy weight in the initial weeks back at work. But unfortunately, it did not materialize. My mother spoiled me by preparing in between snacks and big meals for lunch.
I guess losing unwanted pounds will have to wait until she goes back to the Philippines. What a good excuse for bingeing. LOL!
I’m officially back to the workforce today. I had to be strong; hence it is imperative to implement basic mind control. It took a lot of will power and mind conditioning to be able to wipe out all uncertainties.
And why not? I have been on Parental Leave for nearly half a year.
After I gave birth, I have been the primary carer of my newborn. While it is true that I got massive help from my own mother, I made sure that my baby was primarily looked after by me. Time spent with my son was all too precious.
It’s understandable that I had a heavy heart going back to work. I did not just wake up and felt all too excited to go back to work. It was actually a mixture of conflicted emotions.
When I became a mother, I knew that there can never be a more challenging role than being a Mum. But like most Mums, I need to do what ought to be done. Going back to work is what’s best for our little family.
It hugely helped me that some friends remembered how this transition could be so important for me and our family. Ate J of Juliana’s Lair was thinking about me and remembered to send her goodluck wishes and some gentle nudge of support and encouragement.
A very good friend of mine here in Sydney also remembered to ask how’s my first day back to work.
My schedule had been hectic prior to today. I had to keep up with Doctors’ appointments, errands, and doing some paper works relating to my job. We merged into one big company and moved to a newer and bigger building, thus, the People and Culture Manager required me to sign some paper works.
We moved to this building while I was on Parental Leave
I was reading carefully through each page. These are demanded of me at the work place:
I personally never believed that I have met all these qualifications as I am still a work in progress everyday. I have to thank my Manager though for putting his trust in me and for believing in my potentials.
One of the co-worker’s daughter gave me this as a welcome present:
I was only mostly getting my head around on my first day back to work. No stress.
As a matter of fact, I was still able to play with my son as soon as I arrived home, helped my Mum prepare dinner, fed my son, changed his nappy, took a shower, prepared our lunches for the next day, prepared my work clothes, and drafted this blogpost. It would be an entirely different story though when my Mum goes back to the Philippines but by then, we would have slowly adjusted to our daily new routines.
This transition to be a working mother is all about organization and creating a balance in our daily routines.
I shall update you with more of my progress later.
Being a Filipino parent, I deemed it important for my child to be registered as a Filipino. I am aware that some other parents do not see it as a necessity. They may have valid reasons for NOT doing so and I can not judge them for it nor speak on their behalf.
I was told some of their reasons and one that stood out was that they do not particularly like the hassle that goes along with it. Paperwork is indeed a hassle not to mention that it also requires long travel to get to where the Philippine Consulate is in Sydney. It also requires a fee- AU$45 is not cheap!
My husband and I are on the same page. He strongly supported me when I told him I want our child to be registered as a Filipino. My son is Australian citizen by birth. I have to applaud my husband for painstakingly preparing all the requirements that I need prior to lodgement of documents.
This post will present the requirements that parents need to prepare for the child’s registration to the Philippine Consulate.
These are the following:
Two (2) original duly accomplished Report of Birth forms (available at the Consulate or online HERE)
Original and four photocopies of the following:
a. The child’s Birth Certificate issued by the NSW Registry of Births Deaths and Marriages;
b. Philippine passport/s of Filipino parent/s
c. Parents’ NSO-issued Marriage Certificate or Report of Marriage of the parents (if married abroad)
d. A non-refundable AU$45 fee to be paid either in cash or postal money order payable to the “Philippine Consulate General”.
The process flow is further shown below:
Be warned that the Philippine Consulate in Sydney strictly implements the last requirement: they only accept CASH or postal money order. I noticed that most of the people who had transactions at the Philippine Consulate never had cash with them; they had to withdraw money from a convenient store nearby. It’s better to keep your cash handy to save time.
It must also be noted that lodgement of documents is only done from 9am till 1pm, Mondays to Fridays, except Philippine public holidays.
Apart from the feeding-nappy change-settling-bathing kind of day, I have been quite busy keeping up with Medical Doctors’ appointments for my little babe and I.
One of the important appointments I’ve had was the renal angiogram. I recalled going through this process while I was still in the Philippines so many years back. It is a very crucial test; I had to sign a waiver of consent to the procedure. This test was requested by my cardiologist. He wanted to make sure that my hypertension is primarily genetics and is not caused by a kidney malfunction. It made sense.
One of the initial procedures is to draw blood from my veins. This is a no-brainer for people in the medical field who has mastered the art of extracting blood with very tiny veins. That is the case for me. Most of them finds it too hard to do so. There were instances when I had to be poked twice- the worse was five times after I gave birth (Read: I was traumatised!), others opted to extract from my hand where the veins are more prominent (Read: double the pain for this), and worst of all was when I was referred to another pathology clinic because the lady was unsuccessful to extract the blood out of me.
It sucks, right?
It’s aplenty of unpleasant experiences but I had no other recourse but to submit to yet another one to have my kidneys checked.
It was painful! I lost count on how many times the lady stuck the needle straight on both my forearms! She ended up using the ultrasound to locate my veins. I knew it wasn’t gonna be easy.
I was aware something was wrong as soon as I walked out of the imaging centre. I felt the excruciating pain on my right arm. When I checked, I had never seen hematoma so bad from a blood draw!
It’s horrible! It looked as though I was violently manhandled! The swelling was mostly gone after two weeks but it was still sore to the touch. It took more than a month for the bruises to completely heal. I had trouble carrying my son on my right arm the whole time! And I am right-handed!
I wish to never go through the same ordeal in the future.
It has been a rather miserable week weather-wise. The icy cold temps and the bone chilling winds kept me curled up in bed till past 9am. It’s extremely depressing!
Thanks to my mother who’s been taking over looking after my little babe at around 6 in the morning. I had the luxury of rolling in bed for a couple more hours.
Because of the freaking brutal chills, we had no choice but to bundle up. We had to bundle up some more because the heating in the house did not work for a couple of weeks. With an almost newborn baby around, it was simply unacceptable! I feel so sorry for my mother too who’s not used to this kind of weather.
It took a couple of weeks of hounding the Real Estate agent who did the job of negotiating to the Landlord until it was finally given a go for replacement. I had to look up the high heavens and thank the Father Almighty when it has been finally replaced and installed.
We are already half way through winter and I must say that we have braved this nasty weather valiantly. It is still a blessing that we don’t get snow around here. However, we have been forewarned by the Weatherman that a massive cold snap is expected this weekend. This Aussie Freeze will make us feel we are in the Antarctic sending icy blasts all over Australia. Even the Sunshine State Queensland is expected to experience dusty snow.
Meanwhile,we were watching the famed The State of Origin between Queensland Maroons and New South Wales Blues while I am trying to update this blog at the same time.
Of course we were rooting for the Blues but the Maroons are most likely to win this decider game if they continue to play like how they are playing at the moment until the last tick- the count is 34-2 with still 25 minutes left in the game. My husband thinks there is no way the Blues are gonna come back from it. It proved to be a boring and a disappointing game for the Blues fans.
With the heating mightily running in the comfort of our home, my husband and I devoured a big bowl of ice cream in the middle of winter!
I was hoping it will help appease his displeasure over the Blues’ embarrassing performance.
I was having second thoughts on going public about my Pregnancy Journey and Birthing Story. I was in contemplation for quite some time. As a matter of fact, my firstborn is now nearly four months old!
I feel like it’s far too much information. While I sit and think hard about it, I rationalized to completely move forward.
I now bear a rather different stance when publicly sharing my affairs. While the internet is not the safest place to be, I still can go personal but I’d exercise prudence and tact. I’d be more cautious, too.
Besides, my blogs are now dead and nobody couldn’t even care less! LOL!
I am not going back on my word. I shall remain to be transparent. As I have once said and if I may just quote:
I realized that the more open and transparent I remained, the more I find true friends who truly supported me in my ordeal and who reassured me that I have their backs no matter what. I am now at a place where I chose to share some of my life’s struggles, downfalls, pains, joys, and blessings without feeling shame and fear of judgments because I have learned that our lives should be a living testimony and it is always for God’s greater glory.
By saying that, I shall resume documenting bits and pieces of my journey at my first blog, A Sojourner’s Saga.
I won’t inundate my blogs with everything personal. I should know when to make a pause or to completely call a halt to what is being said.
Indeed, there is a time and place for everything and it will remain that way.
I have been regularly updating my Facebook account rather than my blogs. It proved to be easier to hit the “publish” button on Facebook because I no longer have the need to resize the pictures as opposed to my blogs. I mostly do my Facebook updates via my phone and it was very accessible and convenient. There’s no more need for me to have my laptop running.
I have spent so much time and effort interacting with family and friends via Facebook. It is too personal that it’s real as it gets.
Then it suddenly occurred to me and it hit me hard:
What if I suddenly pass away?
It may sound morbid but this is an inevitable occurrence which will come- sooner or later; whether we like it or not. It will come like a thief in the night. We really never know as to when, where, and how.
So what will become of my Facebook account after my passing? Will it also die a natural death when I die?
The answers may not be as simple as it sounds but let’s go through this one by one.
To those who are not aware, we can either preserve or let go of our Facebook profiles.
1. MEMORIALIZE our Facebook accounts.
Based on Facebook Policies and Standard Operating Procedures,
Memorialized accounts are a place for friends and family to gather and share memories after a person has passed away.
Memorialized accounts have the following key features:
The word Remembering will be shown next to the person’s name on their profile
Depending on the privacy settings of the account, friends can share memories on the memorialized Timeline
Content the person shared (ex: photos, posts) stays on Facebook and is visible to the audience it was shared with
Memorialized profiles don’t appear in public spaces such as in suggestions for People You May Know, ads or birthday reminders
No one can log into a memorialized account
Memorialized accounts that don’t have a legacy contact can’t be changed
Groups with an admin whose account was memorialized will be able to select new admins
Pages with a sole admin whose account was memorialized will be removed from Facebook if we receive a valid request
To request for Account Memorialization, you can use this form: CLICK HERE.
2. DELETE our Facebook Accounts.
If we choose to no longer share to our audience the publications we’ve done when we were still alive, deletion of the account is the way to go.
To do this:
From the top right of Facebook, click and select Settings
From the left menu, click Security
Click Legacy Contact
Click have your account permanently deleted and follow the on-screen instructions
To quote Facebook FAQ:
We will process certain special requests for verified immediate family members, including requests to remove a loved one’s account. This will completely remove the profile (timeline) and all associated content from Facebook, so no one can view it.
For all special requests, we require verification that you are an immediate family member or executor. Requests will not be processed if we are unable to verify your relationship to the deceased.
Examples of documentation that are accepted are the following:
The deceased’s birth certificate
The deceased’s death certificate
Proof of authority under local law that you are the lawful representative of the deceased or his/her estate.
If you are an immediate family member of the departed and wants to request for Account Deletion, you can use this form: CLICK HERE.
If your Facebook account is as personal as mine, it is important to discuss this with a trusted close friend or family members and let them know what you want them to do with your Facebook account once you have departed. They can then request Facebook to do either one of the two mentioned above as you had previously instructed.
This way, our memories will continue to live on especially so to those people that mattered to us the most.