(Draft written on Aug. 2, 9 a.m.-ish at the hospital)
Not many days ago, I was thinking whether I have a tendency of being a Münchausen mom. Ever since I watched a documentary about Münchausen moms on Discovery Channel pre-Raviv, I have always thought about them. See, Münchausen moms are moms who have Münchausen Syndrome by Proxy–these are moms who deliberately make their children sick because they love the attention they get when people fuss over them and feel sorry for them.
Right now I’m with Raviv at the hospital. He has gastroentiritis and is a victim of food poisoning. What and who are the culprits? It was the tuna in the spaghetti I put and made him eat.
In short, I’m the culprit. Am I a Münchausen mom?!?
Yesterday (Friday), I did not go to the office because I was avoiding someone. To make myself productive and to be able to serve merienda to my guests (and for me to feel a modicum of domestication in my blood), I decided to cook.
First thing I cooked was spaghetti. After cooking the pasta and sauce, I baked them together. But since my container was small, there were some leftover pasta and sauce that did not fit into the container I put inside the oven. I decided to call Raviv, who was then playing in our lawn, to eat what I was not able to bake. Since not much meat was in the sauce, I poured our leftover sautéed tuna (which I found stored in the oven) into my spaghetti. While waiting for Raviv, I tasted my spaghetti with tuna and ate some of it. When Raviv came, he ravaged my spaghetti. Then I moved on to cooking mini-burgers and revel bars.
Almost right after I was done cooking, my blogger friend, Architect Ging Domingo-Santos, arrived. With her were her husband, 3-year old daughter Allie, and foreman. Ging was actually at our home because we plan to renovate our abode, and we hope she be our architect/interior decorator. While we adults were discussing our plans for our home over dinner, Raviv and Allie were having the time of their lives sword fighting, “swimming” through Raviv’s toys, “reading” books, and finally, watching “Frozen” while eating mini-hamburgers.
Yaya Gigi said that the two bagets had huge appetites, and almost finished the mini-burgers I gave them.
Afterwards, a sad Raviv sent Allie to her parents to go home.
Randy: Hay, bakit ngayon pa nangyari ito? Kung kelan pa Friday at may klase tayo bukas…I: Onga e. Babe ganito na lang, ‘pag ni-confine si Raviv, ikaw ang uuwi ako na lang magbabantay. Kasi out of town ka bukas tapos maaga pa byahe mo. E ako UPCAT Refresher lang sa LB.Randy: O sige. Tawagan ko si Irvin para itanong kung pwedeng sa hapon ka pa magturo.