Mum

Twas a rainy thursday night when Maryanet texted me that Kublai had successfully gave birth. That time when Kublai was about to break the news that she got pregnant was when the time i felt so out of place and focus that i had to sneak out of the play. She was looking for me to tell me that our not so parallel lives will be completely opposite since she, a student, was 3 months pregnant. and me, a laborer, was 3 months burnt out. That was it at least I didn't hear it in the most TV patrol way.

And then Homecoming came for Artistang Artlets and we had the same empire cut clothes. I was called on the stage to say something and walking with my golden shoes as Rodolfo thought i was pregnant too. Well, i used to act pregnant when my period is about to come ssince my puson is in a state of weirdly pregnant proportions.  That was then.

So off to UN Ave in my most tattered umbrella. I had to ask a vendor where the hospital was and he replied in the most professional way a noble businessman would answer. Who knows where that manga't bagoong  can take him di ba? Kublai looked like a cabbage patch kid. So plump you can mistake her for a Baguio grown tomato. Old theatre friends were there so the very white hospital room morphed into a vaudeville stage aplomb with  gay character actors. But of course the spotlight always goes to the little lead star of that room--- little Marcus.

Julz and Richard were there to make fun of gifts as if fairy godmothers of Sleeping Beauty. Like i will give you the gift of tranquility... I will give you the gift of homosexuality... haha!

In the meantime, I'm going to be the ninang and he's my first inaanak. I have whispered my gift like a fairy godmother in the same fashion as in Sleeping Beauty. I now have to look for material gifts on his christening.