The Fabulous Life of a Single Mom in Paris

My Drama Packed Life..

2008-11-19T23:19:00.003+01:00

This blog is supposed to hold accounts of my life in Paris as a fabulous single mother or so I thought. Although it is hard to swallow this story should be written and be read, after all it’s not something that happens everyday.

I came here in Paris via invitation of the father of my child, who we shall call Cedric. For those of you who know, Cedric and I do not have an ideal relationship. All the cheating and lying blah, blah.blah! But anyway I thought he had a nirvana and he really does want to be a part of my baby’s birth and while I thought he was having enlightenment I was getting blind because I fell for it.

Cedric’s parents are totally against their son’s decision and Cedric having no disposition followed everything his parents’ say thus leaving our rented apartment after signing PACS (concubinage) with me which was not enough for me to gain legal rights to stay in France much more to use his social security or insurance for my upcoming delivery.

My bastard ex almost left me in the care of social services that would bring me to house for homeless people but instead left me in Paris with my cousin who is also new in France and still trying to get a job and rents a room no bigger tan 10 sq mt and a single bed, obviously not suited for another pregnant woman and a coming baby.

He promised this will only be temporary until he has paid what he owes to his parents so that they won’t hold his neck. I believed him or at least I hoped for things to be better.

A week after a nightmare happened, the landlord wants us to move out immediately for some reason too complicated to write here coz it involves an evil plot by too many characters too unimportant to write about.

Two days before that, I had contact with my ex Cyprien who happens to be back in Paris for good (see March 5 2007 post: For everyone who have loved). Of course having known we will be homeless the 2nd time around I asked Cedric for help but all he can think of is to tell me to dial 15 for Samu Social assistance to give us shelter for the night.

Then the final day came, it was a holiday in france 11th of November. My ex came with his mom. I did not know why I just thought it would be a simple get together. Little did I know my cousin-in-law from the Philippines called him to ask to help me and that I am in trouble.

An hour into the conversation of what happened to me in France, Cedric sent a message that he was on his way to bring us to a friend’s house for the night to figure out what to do next. I was convinced I will sleep in the homeless shelter for the night.

Cyprien decided that he will not allow me to stay in a shelter because it's not a place for me ( a shelter houses drug addicts, juvvenile delinquents, beggars, drunkards etc.) so he and his mother decided to take my things to bring me back home with them and stay with his grandmother’s house until I give birth.

Cedric came in time as we transport my things out from the lift to his car and Cedric was dumbfounded he did not know what was happening. Cyprien introduced himself to him. It was weird my 2 exe’s in front of me. The father of my child is abandoning me and my ex trying to save me.

He has the cheek to ask Cyprien, do you need my phone number? To which Cyprien replied. “No I don’t!” (Naramdaman ko talaga na biglang haba ang hair ko!). Then we drove back to their place in Lagny.

He assured me, things will get better. It already is.

Now I know how it feels like to be saved by your prince charming.

P.S

Cedric called that night begging me to see him. He was telling me how embarrassed he was. How he felt like a coward.

Cyprien’s family put me on a diet of no salt and lots of healthy fruits and vegetables to make sure I am well and fit for my delivery.

2 days after his mom accompanied me to the hospital for consultation and managed to get me free medical aide due to my condition. Now that’s what you call FREE DELIVERY!

Cyprien and his mom visits and call me regularly..

I wonder how I can ever pay them back for their hospitality, generosity and outmost kindness.

I can get used to this..

2008-11-18T19:18:00.002+01:00

Went out shopping with my ex's mother and grandmother for my baby's romper during his stay in the hospital. Gise, Cyprien's grandmother bought me an early gift for my baby.

Before that we were at the supermarket buying food for me too. I cannot imagine how lucky the girl my ex will marry when his family is accommodating me with open arms, no hesitations when the real father of my child abandoned us.

Oh yes, I forgot to blog about my dramatic days in Paris last week. I'll do a recap in my next blog.

Recap

2008-10-23T15:18:00.000+02:00

Oui, I was gone for more than a year a crazy one that is. Now lets' see if i do this in bullet form it would be easier for me and for you. Yes you, whoever you are or if there's anyone reading this crap anyway.

dated a dozen times-------> got a new bf------> moved in together
realized how bad an idea it was (he is a serial liar and a cheat to 10th power)
I got pregnant
travelled to Indonesia, Malaysia, Philippines, France
Decided to keep the baby, so still pregnant
Separated with my ever cheating bf
left my job
left Singapore, moved back to the Philippines
MY ex moved back to France and knocked his head telling me to give birth in France
I think I am the one with the concussion coz I agreed
I tag my cousin with me to Paris
Now I'm leaving with my ex who thinks we are still together yet flirting with a dozen girls online, promising love and care to whoever falls prey.

So now here is where the real story begins. My life in Paris as a Fabulous Single Mom.

Just ranting!

2007-04-22T10:59:00.000+02:00

Ok, it's been long a lot of things been happening in my life..currently, as in now as of 5pm 22nd of April I can feel my nose flaring and smoke is apparnet from my ears. I so hate liars, i hate people who can't keep their promise, i hate it when they make decisions and break it themselves. Ok call me shallow, but for a week I was looking forward to go in-line skating with my friends, the first time my friend initiated it and she backed out that same day making an excuse that she is sleepy and promised to come today she even planned for it..but maybe she just can'r carry her huge ass and make excuses again that she's lazy. What a fucking excuse! Now that I am fuming she wants to go..just because I am pissed! Wtf?

20th of April, Friday

Had a minor accident. I was in a cab on my way to an appointment when this careless taxi driver of mine lost control of the car and made a bad turn that almost flipped the vehicle. I blocked out for a few seconds..My head hurts a bit. Felt like an egg shaken inside a box. But still managed to party that night.

Joy ride indeed!

2007-04-02T19:17:00.000+02:00

I was on board bus 65 from work going to Orchard. I was pretty tired my contact lenses are hurting my eyes so I tried to shut my peepers and rest. When I opened it, Adonis was standing in front of me..or looks like. Lol, damn! I never knew that bus rides can be this interesting. Anyway when the girl beside me alighted the cute guy decide to plop next to me. It was difficult to examine someone so close to you..it's way to obvious. I swear I started fidgeting. So did he..he kept on turning his head and fiddling with his files and phone. Then he stood up..Drat! He's alighting! So I went to look at his direction and he flashed a smile..sorta shy kinda smile..So i let my eyes smile a little..then when he was outside already he glanced at the window one more time and flashed a very cute smile..this time I smiled back and meant it.. Damn of all places to flirt! I wish I'll see him again!! waaaaaaah!! I'll try my luck tomorrow!

No Money, No Honey, No Carbo? Huwhat?

2007-03-09T20:21:00.000+01:00

Great! Seems like nothing is in order in my life..hmm. I didn't get my much coveted job at the gallery. But that's ok, I endured one heartbreak..another rejection is much tolerable.

Since I can't seem to control anything at the moment. I started looking into the scale..yep the weighing scale...compared to my pics 2 years back (Now in white, then in green!!:()..i'm heavier by12 kg..yup that's quite lot! And this is very much unacceptable especially if you compare yourself with wafer-thin models and celebrities..So I recently embraced Southbeach Diet once again...and i do my crunches, i lather my skin with all sort of firming goos, dry brush from my feet towards my heart then neck down, scrub 2x a day...condemned carbohydrates since im on Southbeach..i wonder if I could ever get my body back..or better? Maybe...wait and see. I'll show you!

For Everyone Who Have Loved

2007-03-05T19:06:00.000+01:00

Someone told me that in order to move forward you need to look back. You know, tie those loose ends. Make peace with your devil or something that sounds like that... Doesn’t matter but I'm doing it.

First I cleaned the house, cleaned my room, threw stuffs I don't really need but thought I would someday, went on a holiday last November (until now actually..) Started writing what I want to do, start planning my life. Started getting closures from my exes..Trust me it's necessary.

My first boyfriend, my real first, the one I'm in love with, we had a great time though we had serious language barrier. But we had to part because we were y0ung I was only 19, he was going abroad to study, and we didn't know where we are going. I cried a lot. Scared I'll never see him again. Years after, he messaged me. He told me he loved me and always will. Now he’s got a girlfriend, the 2nd one after me, (yes I’m the first and proud of it), He is finishing from College soon. He even invited me to come to his graduation. Only proves that lovers can also be friends after, it may take time but it’s possible. Recently, while we were having a talk, I happen to be frustrated, about needing closure from a recent squeeze. And since I couldn't get any answers from the current one I vented all my questions to him. Finally I heard him say sorry, he explained himself. He told me that he was happy when he was with me and I can always count on him whenever I need someone. I cried once again but right after I feel better. I loved him more but I know I no longer want to be with him. I respected him. It took me 5 years to get that. But I am happy.

Now my new break-up; The only guy I ever introduced to my family and stayed in my house, the guy who took me out of my misery, the guy who was almost perfect, the guy who makes me feel safe but feel like taking care of. That guy just broke my heart but believe it or not I felt happy and sad. Happy for everything we had sad because…because life isn’t perfect. I am forever thankful because I had him even for a short period of time. The day I met him was the day I looked at the world the brightest. He will always be in my heart and never be forgotten. I got my closure. Thank you! :)