This one can be useful for couples who are in the planning stage of having a baby. This can also be a useful source for future reference.
Background:
Man's sperm consists of X and Y chromosomes. X spermatozoon decides the female, whereas Y is the male. Referring to these physiological properties of the spermatozoa, gynecologists set up the theory of 'Choice of a Baby Boy or Girl'.
1st Factor: FOOD
Baby Girl:
Husband should eat more alkaline food*, wife eats more acidic food**
Baby Boy:
Husband eats more acidic food**, wife eats more alkaline food*
* ALKALINE FOODS - veggies, fruits, egg white, milk
** ACIDIC FOODS - meat, seafood
2nd Factor: TIMING
Baby Girl:
Frequent copulation just before ovulating
Baby Boy:
Copulating just before ovulation or just after ovulation
3rd Factor: PENETRATION (How to do it)
Baby Girl:
Avoid deep penetration during copulation
Baby Boy:
Deep penetration is suggested
Reasoning:
Characteristics of X and Y spermatozoon:
X - marathon runner with good stamina
Y - sprinter but poor stamina
SO: with deep penetration, the chances for Y to reach destination will be higher
4th Factor: STIMULATION
Baby Girl:
Wife should avoid stimulation during copulation.
Baby Boy:
Husband should ejaculate after wife has been stimulated
5th Factor: WIFE'S PREPARATION
Baby Girl:
Rinse with solution dissolving 2 spoonfuls of white vinegar in 1 liter of water.
Baby Boy:
Rinse with solution dissolving 2 spoonfuls of soda in 1 liter of water.
6th Factor: POSITIONING
Baby Girl:
Wife to be on top position and male to be on the bottom position
Baby Boy:
Male to be on top and female to be on the bottom position. This posture allows the Y spermatozoon to reach the destination faster
*** Bottom line is that the future sex of your offspring is not as important. What's more important is that the wife should have a healthy pregnancy, and that the baby should be healthy and normal, regardless of whatever the gender is. ***
Monday, March 13, 2006
Friday, November 18, 2005
Schmasketball
Really, what is it with basketball that makes men go ga-ga and wild over that game? Are all men really addicted to basketball? Do you know that just because of this game, I got cursed because I didn't allow my hubby to play? Would you believe that he really cursed me, in all caps and with conviction just because he wasn't able to play? And now, we are not talking with each other just because of this?
First..it's my day off today...maybe he would want to spend time with me and the kids instead of spending his time playing it. (Wrong move...)
Second, it's not that I don't allow him to play. I do. Infact, every wednesday is his basketball day. He wakes up early in the morning so he can play with his friends. It's because, I'm at work, so I don't really diss about it. But hey, when it's my day off... i want to spend time with him abnd the kids, because the four of us don't really have time with each other because of our conflicting schedules.
Thirdly...there are days that I wake up that a basketball game is playing on the boob tube. Of course I react! And then he'd get really pissed off, and will begin his litany that I better get used to this since I have two sons, and that sooner or later basketball will be a part of my breakfast, lunch and dinner. True. Maybe, but now that my kids are barely in their elementary, can we just go and enjoy some other things? By the time that they begin to like your game...that's the time that I will adjust, but not before.
But my gosh! Cursing me just because of Baskteball is PLAIN STUPID AND SENSELESS. Just because of that, you cursed me just like that! WHAT A BUMMER!
.....And you actually expect me to like basketball after this? What do you think?
First..it's my day off today...maybe he would want to spend time with me and the kids instead of spending his time playing it. (Wrong move...)
Second, it's not that I don't allow him to play. I do. Infact, every wednesday is his basketball day. He wakes up early in the morning so he can play with his friends. It's because, I'm at work, so I don't really diss about it. But hey, when it's my day off... i want to spend time with him abnd the kids, because the four of us don't really have time with each other because of our conflicting schedules.
Thirdly...there are days that I wake up that a basketball game is playing on the boob tube. Of course I react! And then he'd get really pissed off, and will begin his litany that I better get used to this since I have two sons, and that sooner or later basketball will be a part of my breakfast, lunch and dinner. True. Maybe, but now that my kids are barely in their elementary, can we just go and enjoy some other things? By the time that they begin to like your game...that's the time that I will adjust, but not before.
But my gosh! Cursing me just because of Baskteball is PLAIN STUPID AND SENSELESS. Just because of that, you cursed me just like that! WHAT A BUMMER!
.....And you actually expect me to like basketball after this? What do you think?
Tuesday, October 04, 2005
A Reflection....
my mom only had one eye.
i hated her... she was such an embarressment..
my mom ran a small shop at a flea market.
she collected little weeds and such to sell...
anything for the money we needed
she was such an embarressment.
there was this one day during elementary school..
it was field day, and my mom came.
i was so embarressed. how could she do this to
me? i threw her a hateful look and ran out.
the next day at school...
"your mom only has one eye?!?!" ..and they
taunted me.
i wished that my mom would just dissappear from
this world
so i said to my mom,
"mom.. why dont you have the other eye?!
if you're only gonna make me a laughingstock,
why dont you just die?!!!"
my mom did not respond..
i guess i felt a little bad, but at the same time, it
felt good to think that i had said what i'd wanted to
say all this time..
maybe it was because my mom hadnt punished
me,
but i didnt think that i had hurt her feelings very
badly.
that night...
i woke up, and went to the kitchen to get a glass
of water.
my mom was crying there, so quietly, as if she
was afraid that she might wake me.
i took a look at her, then turned away.
because of the thing i had said to her earlier, there
was something pinching at me in the corner of my
heart.
even so, i hated my mother who was crying out of
her one eye. so i told myself that i would grow up
and become successful.
cause i hated my one-eyed mom and our
desperate poverty..
then i studied real hard.
i left my mother and came to Seoul and studied,
and got accepted in the Seoul University with all
the confidence i had.
then, i got married.
i bought a house of my own.
then i had kids, too..
now i'm living happily as a successful man.
i like it here because it's a place that doesnt
remind me of my mom.
this happiness was getting bigger and bigger,
when..
what?!
who's this?!
...it was my mother...
..still with her one eye.
it felt as if the whole sky was falling apart on me.
my little girl ran away, scared of my mom's eye.
and i asked her,
"who are you?!"
"i dont know you!!!" as if trying to make that real. i
screamed at her," how dare you come to my
house and scare my daughter!"
"GET OUT OF HERE! NOW!!!"
and to this, my mother quietly answered,
"oh, i'm so sorry. i may have gotten the wrong
address,"
and she dissappeared out of sight.
thank good ness... she doesnt recognize me..
i was quite relieved.
i told myself that i wasnt going to care, or think
about this for the rest of my life.
then a wave of relief came upon me...
one day, a letter regarding a school reunion came
to my house. so, lying to my wife that i was going
on a business trip, i went.
after the reunion, i went down to the old shack,
that i used to call a house...just out of curiosity
there, i found my mother fallen on the cold ground.
but i did not shed a single tear.
she had a piece of paper in her hand.... it was a
letter to me.
my son...
i think my life has been long enough now..
and... i wont visit Seoul anymore...
but would it be too much to ask if i wanted you to
come visit me once in a while?
i miss you so much.. and i was so glad when i
heard you were coming for the reunion.
but i decided not to go to the school.
...for you...
and i'm sorry that i only have one eye, and i was
an embarressment for you.
you see, when you were very little, you got into
an
accident, and lost your eye. as a mom, i couldnt
stand watching you having to grow up with only
one eye... so i gave you mine...
i was so proud of my son that was seeing a
whole
new world for me, in my place, with that eye. i
was
never upset at you for anything you did.. the
couple times that you were angry with me,.. i
thought to myself, 'it's because he loves me..'
my son... oh, my son...
i dont want you to cry for me, because of my
death.
please dont cry...
my son, i love you so much
i hated her... she was such an embarressment..
my mom ran a small shop at a flea market.
she collected little weeds and such to sell...
anything for the money we needed
she was such an embarressment.
there was this one day during elementary school..
it was field day, and my mom came.
i was so embarressed. how could she do this to
me? i threw her a hateful look and ran out.
the next day at school...
"your mom only has one eye?!?!" ..and they
taunted me.
i wished that my mom would just dissappear from
this world
so i said to my mom,
"mom.. why dont you have the other eye?!
if you're only gonna make me a laughingstock,
why dont you just die?!!!"
my mom did not respond..
i guess i felt a little bad, but at the same time, it
felt good to think that i had said what i'd wanted to
say all this time..
maybe it was because my mom hadnt punished
me,
but i didnt think that i had hurt her feelings very
badly.
that night...
i woke up, and went to the kitchen to get a glass
of water.
my mom was crying there, so quietly, as if she
was afraid that she might wake me.
i took a look at her, then turned away.
because of the thing i had said to her earlier, there
was something pinching at me in the corner of my
heart.
even so, i hated my mother who was crying out of
her one eye. so i told myself that i would grow up
and become successful.
cause i hated my one-eyed mom and our
desperate poverty..
then i studied real hard.
i left my mother and came to Seoul and studied,
and got accepted in the Seoul University with all
the confidence i had.
then, i got married.
i bought a house of my own.
then i had kids, too..
now i'm living happily as a successful man.
i like it here because it's a place that doesnt
remind me of my mom.
this happiness was getting bigger and bigger,
when..
what?!
who's this?!
...it was my mother...
..still with her one eye.
it felt as if the whole sky was falling apart on me.
my little girl ran away, scared of my mom's eye.
and i asked her,
"who are you?!"
"i dont know you!!!" as if trying to make that real. i
screamed at her," how dare you come to my
house and scare my daughter!"
"GET OUT OF HERE! NOW!!!"
and to this, my mother quietly answered,
"oh, i'm so sorry. i may have gotten the wrong
address,"
and she dissappeared out of sight.
thank good ness... she doesnt recognize me..
i was quite relieved.
i told myself that i wasnt going to care, or think
about this for the rest of my life.
then a wave of relief came upon me...
one day, a letter regarding a school reunion came
to my house. so, lying to my wife that i was going
on a business trip, i went.
after the reunion, i went down to the old shack,
that i used to call a house...just out of curiosity
there, i found my mother fallen on the cold ground.
but i did not shed a single tear.
she had a piece of paper in her hand.... it was a
letter to me.
my son...
i think my life has been long enough now..
and... i wont visit Seoul anymore...
but would it be too much to ask if i wanted you to
come visit me once in a while?
i miss you so much.. and i was so glad when i
heard you were coming for the reunion.
but i decided not to go to the school.
...for you...
and i'm sorry that i only have one eye, and i was
an embarressment for you.
you see, when you were very little, you got into
an
accident, and lost your eye. as a mom, i couldnt
stand watching you having to grow up with only
one eye... so i gave you mine...
i was so proud of my son that was seeing a
whole
new world for me, in my place, with that eye. i
was
never upset at you for anything you did.. the
couple times that you were angry with me,.. i
thought to myself, 'it's because he loves me..'
my son... oh, my son...
i dont want you to cry for me, because of my
death.
please dont cry...
my son, i love you so much
Tuesday, September 27, 2005
A Birthday Refection...
Its exactly 6 days before my 25th birthday. I feel kinda weird because I'm quarter of a century! When I was still in my teens, I was always wondering what I will be when I reached 25. I always thought that I will be more mature, you know, I won't be as gigglish and as childish as I used to be. :)
I also wanted to get married by 25, and have kids by 26 or 27 (the same age my mom was when she had me). However, things don't usually go the way you think that it would happen.
At 25, I have two kids, and I am still not married. I will probably be getting married by next year :D I am still as gigglish and as childish as before, but I know that in my own, I have matured more than I can imagine. At 22, I had my first baby. At 24, I gave birth to Nicko. I have my own house now, (though we're just renting). I can pay my utility bills, can buy things for my kids without asking anyone for help. I am an employer now, because i have a yaya who takes care of my babies when I am at work. :D Though I still don't have my own car... I'm happy where I am now. I may not be the doctor that I have always imagined I will be, but I know given the right oppurtunity, I can still be the doctor that I have always dreamed of.
At 25, I have found the love of my life. I am settled and happy and contented. :D Sam will only be the man for me. :D I love him so much... and for the last 5 years, I have been falling in love more and more each day. :D
My life is not perfect. It's not smooth sailing. There were a lot of bumps and thumps, but luckily, with the help of God and the support of my loved ones, I have surpassed them with great dignity and confidence. I have learned to stand up for the decisions that I made even if it was because of stupidity. I have learned to cry and realize that crying is not a sign of weakness, but of strenght and selflessness. Also, it made me realize that crying is a a trademark of being human. It makes me intouch with my inner self. That's something that I have learned to master.
The experiences that I had were draining but fruitful. I have learned to realize that you really can't have it all. You really can't please people. You can't always have what you have. It made me realize that there really is a God, and that He's just there. It made me realize that life runs in circles. One minute your down, the next thing you know you're on top then down again.
I may sound weird, i know that. But hey! I have been crazy the past 25 years of my life. :D
I also wanted to get married by 25, and have kids by 26 or 27 (the same age my mom was when she had me). However, things don't usually go the way you think that it would happen.
At 25, I have two kids, and I am still not married. I will probably be getting married by next year :D I am still as gigglish and as childish as before, but I know that in my own, I have matured more than I can imagine. At 22, I had my first baby. At 24, I gave birth to Nicko. I have my own house now, (though we're just renting). I can pay my utility bills, can buy things for my kids without asking anyone for help. I am an employer now, because i have a yaya who takes care of my babies when I am at work. :D Though I still don't have my own car... I'm happy where I am now. I may not be the doctor that I have always imagined I will be, but I know given the right oppurtunity, I can still be the doctor that I have always dreamed of.
At 25, I have found the love of my life. I am settled and happy and contented. :D Sam will only be the man for me. :D I love him so much... and for the last 5 years, I have been falling in love more and more each day. :D
My life is not perfect. It's not smooth sailing. There were a lot of bumps and thumps, but luckily, with the help of God and the support of my loved ones, I have surpassed them with great dignity and confidence. I have learned to stand up for the decisions that I made even if it was because of stupidity. I have learned to cry and realize that crying is not a sign of weakness, but of strenght and selflessness. Also, it made me realize that crying is a a trademark of being human. It makes me intouch with my inner self. That's something that I have learned to master.
The experiences that I had were draining but fruitful. I have learned to realize that you really can't have it all. You really can't please people. You can't always have what you have. It made me realize that there really is a God, and that He's just there. It made me realize that life runs in circles. One minute your down, the next thing you know you're on top then down again.
I may sound weird, i know that. But hey! I have been crazy the past 25 years of my life. :D
Saturday, September 03, 2005
Top Two Things About Myself...
Top 2 things found in my bag:
-- Cell Phone
-- Wallet
Top 2 films Id watch over and over again:
-- My Best Friend's Wedding (my ultimate favorite)
-- Fools Rush In
Top 2 songs I can listen to again and again:
-- Ironic By Alanis Morisette
-- This I Promise You by N'Sync
Top 2 books I read from cover to cover:
-- Hehehe... I don't read books...
Top 2 reasons to watch television:
-- Past Time
-- It makes me fall asleep
Top 2 places I'd want to visit 10 yrs. from now:
-- Europe (Any part of Europe)
-- Puerto Princesa, Palawan
Top 2 great men you've encountered:
-- My Dad (of course!)
-- My Husband
Top 2 obsessions:
-- Papemelroti Boxes (Am so obsessed with them!)
-- Right Now.. to work abroad (US or Dubai)
Top 2 favorite cartoon characters:
-- Tweety Bird
-- Elmo
Top 2 favorite girls name:
-- Franchesca
-- Angela
Top 2 favorite guys name:
-- Sajie!!!
-- Nicko!!!
Top 2 favorite foods:
-- Spaghetti
-- Sinigang
Top 2 favorite snacks:
-- Cheeseburger
-- Chocolate Milk Shake (yyum! yyumm!)
Top 2 favorite website:
-- Friendster
-- Blogspot (Kahit complicated :-))
Top 2 favorite places:
-- Tagaytay
-- The Hand Shaped Chapel in Manila Memorial Park
Top 2 things u want to do:
-- Go abroad and make lotsa money! hehehe :-)
-- Spend more time with my Angels
Top 2 reasons why you have LQ:
-- Miscommunication
-- Pride
Top 2 goals you want to accomplish:
-- Own a house, lot and car
-- Build a rest house in Tagaytay
Top 2 favorite colors:
-- Blue
-- Pink (I guess)
-- Cell Phone
-- Wallet
Top 2 films Id watch over and over again:
-- My Best Friend's Wedding (my ultimate favorite)
-- Fools Rush In
Top 2 songs I can listen to again and again:
-- Ironic By Alanis Morisette
-- This I Promise You by N'Sync
Top 2 books I read from cover to cover:
-- Hehehe... I don't read books...
Top 2 reasons to watch television:
-- Past Time
-- It makes me fall asleep
Top 2 places I'd want to visit 10 yrs. from now:
-- Europe (Any part of Europe)
-- Puerto Princesa, Palawan
Top 2 great men you've encountered:
-- My Dad (of course!)
-- My Husband
Top 2 obsessions:
-- Papemelroti Boxes (Am so obsessed with them!)
-- Right Now.. to work abroad (US or Dubai)
Top 2 favorite cartoon characters:
-- Tweety Bird
-- Elmo
Top 2 favorite girls name:
-- Franchesca
-- Angela
Top 2 favorite guys name:
-- Sajie!!!
-- Nicko!!!
Top 2 favorite foods:
-- Spaghetti
-- Sinigang
Top 2 favorite snacks:
-- Cheeseburger
-- Chocolate Milk Shake (yyum! yyumm!)
Top 2 favorite website:
-- Friendster
-- Blogspot (Kahit complicated :-))
Top 2 favorite places:
-- Tagaytay
-- The Hand Shaped Chapel in Manila Memorial Park
Top 2 things u want to do:
-- Go abroad and make lotsa money! hehehe :-)
-- Spend more time with my Angels
Top 2 reasons why you have LQ:
-- Miscommunication
-- Pride
Top 2 goals you want to accomplish:
-- Own a house, lot and car
-- Build a rest house in Tagaytay
Top 2 favorite colors:
-- Blue
-- Pink (I guess)
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