What's in a name?

Dana Gabrielle

"Dana" \d(a)-na\
Pronounced' as DAY-nah.
Origin: Hebrew
Meaning: Arbiter
Buddhism on Dana: The practice of generosity or charity


"Gabrielle" \gab-rielle, gabri(el)-le\
Pronounced as gab-ree-ELL
Origin: Hebrew
Meaning: Heroine of God, God is my might


Source: Google :o)

Dana's First Vacation

Day 1: Manila to Bacolod

Boarding time at 11:50 am.

Waiting for the ground steward's announcement at the Centennial Airport.

Dana's 1st plane ride.

Departed Manila at 12:05 pm.

A little cranky during the take off but settled down during the whole trip.

Arrived Bacolod at exactly 1:15 pm.

Dana is the Master of the Bedroom :o)

Checked in at 2pm.

Day 2: Meeting the relatives, The Aranzado Family

Uncle J, youngest brother of Papa

Cousins A and R

Aunt N and cousins A & R

Day 3: Bacolod to Manila

Waiting, waiting, and more waiting for boarding.

Flight going back to Manila was delayed for an hour.

Papa touring Dana inside the waiting area of Silay Airport.

Finally, seat belts on.

Time to go back to Home Sweet Home.

Playtime is Funtime

Dana Gabrielle's Christening

Dana Gabrielle received the Gift of Faith last April 19, 2008

at the Our Lady of the Annunciation Parish.

Thank you to all those who came and shared this special day with Dana.

May 8 2008

Dana, celebrating her 2-month birthday.

Menu for the day:
Birthday Cake
Spaghetti
Fried Chicken

Happy Mother's Day..

Before I was a Mom,
I never tripped over toys
or forgot words to a lullaby.
I didn't worry whether or not
my plants were poisonous.
I never thought about immunizations.

Before I was a Mom,
I had never been puked on.
Pooped on.
Chewed on.
Peed on.
I had complete control of my mind
and my thoughts.
I slept all night.

Before I was a Mom,
I never held down a screaming child
so doctors could do tests.
Or give shots.
I never looked into teary eyes and cried.
I never got gloriously happy over a simple grin.
I never sat up late hours at night
watching a baby sleep.

Before I was a Mom,
I never held a sleeping baby just because
I didn't want to put her down.
I never felt my heart break into a million pieces
when I couldn't stop the hurt.
I never knew that something so small
could affect my life so much.
I never knew that I could love someone so much.
I never knew I would love being a Mom.

Before I was a Mom,
I didn't know the feeling of
having my heart outside my body.
I didn't know how special it could feel
to feed a hungry baby.
I didn't know that bond
between a mother and her child.
I didn't know that something so small
could make me feel so important and happy.

Before I was a Mom,
I had never gotten up in the middle of the night
every 10 minutes to make sure all was okay.
I had never known the warmth,
the joy,
the love,
the heartache,
the wonderment
or the satisfaction of being a Mom.
I didn't know I was capable of feeling so much,
before I was a Mom.

-- Anonymous