Dear Ayeko,

Today’s your birthday and yet, every single day we receive daily gifts through your presence. The day I gave birth to you was one of the happiest days of my life, for you had opened so many doors for me to see, feel, learn and explore. For now, all I have are words that will preserve this certain memory to remind you about this certain phase of yourself. A part of your sweet innocence and natural humor, your tender appreciation for a small matter, the way you see the world through your virtue. I want you to soon look back into this day when you’re able to understand how the real world works. I want my words to remind you about love and life and about how much you mean to us.

Somehow, every time I look at you, I can’t help but see myself in you. The resemblances hold so much about our similarities, indeed you’re the small version of me. Your laughter has always been contagious that it ended up making everyone fall into your softness. The way you make people laugh so hard as well because of your natural humor and the way you insist on yourself when you needed or wanted something is all gathered to remind me that you hold so much of me in you. The way you planted positivity in all corners of our home gave us new tomorrows to get excitedly tackle with. I remember myself in your eyes, the way you smile, and the way you find ways to meet your wants. Somehow, they all brought me closer to the satisfaction of being a mother, that I found my soul purpose in this world. I remember how I gave birth to you that exact mother’s day, my first mother's day, how at that exact moment, I knew I wanted to be the best one.

You are indeed the best prologue that we had always been thankful for writing, the way we realized how the combination of me and your father’s name suited you so well. You are our kind, our granted wish. You’re the answered prayer, the happy pill, the best part of the day. Always the blessing that we are grateful for having.

And I promise that as you grow up, God willing, me, Tatay and Wawa will stay by your side. We will never restrict you from pursuing your dreams. We will remind you that it’s okay to feel weak sometimes, that there are bad days you are allowed to cry. That you could be weak and unproductive on some nights. That it’s okay to be imperfect. We will not sugarcoat the reality of life for we know you both needed bad and good days to learn, that we believe in you and you could always make it. I want you to know that who you choose to be will be accepted, including your dreams, and your chosen passion.

But for now, I want you to enjoy your age, your petty needs, and how uncomplicated life is. I want you to enjoy every stage of your life. I want you to capture every process of your nurturing, how your radiance brought our family closer to each other and closer to God. Happiest birthday, my Hariell Dan Apollos 3MP. Let’s make the best of everything. We are always here for you, in every step of the way. You always have us to give you the best love that you deserve.

Love forever, Nanay, Tatay and Zeo 

On Your 8th

To our Awesome HARIELL







Happiness found me the very first day I set eyes on you.
From that moment, becoming a mother felt blessedly brand new.
You’re too fragile to hold at that time yet you took away all of our blues.
You brought colors into our lives, and all of our wishes come true.
 

As you slowly grow up, I had seen the best parts of me.
The part of me that has unspoken courage as I should be
A part of me that became so hardworking and felt so carefree.
A part of me gets excited to share another morning where all of us could see.
 
Reminiscing all the passing years since you brought colors to our home.
We are enthralled to watch all of your learning steps and how you’ve grown.
And as your parents, we want to make sure we provide you the best safe zones.
And in every journey you take, you’ll be reminded that you don’t face struggles all alone.
 
It still felt like yesterday, how you were once a baby I cradle on my arms.
Now you turned eight and all you brought to us were your kindness and charm.
On our troubled days, you became the light and calm.
We are thankful to have you and with us, you’ll stay safe and unharmed.
 
Everything that you do, made us truly happy.
The way you make people laugh and merry
All the jokes and wit at your age made us all eager and ready.
You brought sunshine in this home where love and joy remained steady.
 
Love will never run insufficient and you’ll grow up free for it to express.
We will watch every ladder you climb, each failure, and progress.
We will be here to cheer the loudest for the anticipated success.
When it comes to love, we will make sure you’ll never get less.
 

Let’s take every year slow, and we will stand guard over your dreams.
We will have the heart to listen and help you build your self-esteem.
We will remain as someone whom you could trust and will give you what you need.
We love you our little sunshine, you and Zeo are the best gifts that we ever received.

Virtual School

Grabe tong araw na to sa online schooling n yan! Kawawa namn sila hariell at zeo pag umiiksi ang pasensya ko 😥😥😥😥😥 kapag di sila nakikipagcooperate sa akin, hinahabaan ko talaga ang pangunawa ko dahil mga bata pa sila. Kaso kanina, napaiyak na ako sa pikon. Pakiramdam ko, drained na ako. Nalulungkot ako nung nahimasmasan ako. Para akong baliw nagsisigaw kanina. Nagsorry na ako kila Hariell at Zeo. Wish ko kay God, bigyan Niya ako ng mahabaaaaaaaaaang pasensya at madaming lakas para magawa ko ang obligasyon ko sa mga anak ko ng masaya at may pagmamahal. Minsan lang sila bata. Sana maging memorable to sa kanila. 😥

Very Lazy Day

Petiks day.

Higa all day long hahaha

Nocturnals

Gabing gabi na. Di pa natutulog. Kakalaro ng lego.

Sabagay, wala walan pasok bukas.

Sige, laro lang kayo. Enjoy. Haha

Repost: to my future daughter in law

Oh my! Tears in my eyes while reading and after reading this:

http://www.foreverymom.com/a-letter-to-my-future-daughters-in-law-he-wont-complete-you/

To my future daughters-in-law,

I have a few things I want to say to you. This can’t possibly cover it all, but luckily, we have some time.

I don’t know you yet, but already, I love you. I love you so much, because some day, you will love my son. And he will return that love.

There will come a day that this sticky, messy, silly little boy will be yours. He will always be mine, but you will take my place in many ways.

Someday your hand will replace mine. Your eyes will be his peace and your heart will be his home.

It’ll be you he kisses goodnight.

It’ll be you he shares his dreams with.

It’ll be you who comforts him when he is scared.

It’ll be you who holds his heart. The same heart that beats against my chest as I hold him each night.

Someday, darling, that will be you.

I always thought I would have a daughter. Now I know that’s you. I want you to know I pray for you every day, just as I pray for my sons.

Right now, you’re everything to your own parents, just as my sons are everything to me. I pray you are cherished. Delighted in. Upheld and believed in. I pray you are being taught to love yourself first, because without that strong love, you will not be as equipped to love others successfully. I pray you are shown every day what a gift you are. I pray that if that message is somehow missed by those around you, you always know that when God looks at you, He sees His princess.

I am raising my son to view you that same way.

I pray you understand your worth and that you respect yourself. That you are being shown to respect others just the same. I pray that you are not afraid to share your voice, but that you use it to speak life; not only to yourself and others you encounter, but to my son. Men need you to speak life into them.

I want you to know that although I will make a lot of mistakes, I am committed to raising my son to honor you. I cannot take full credit, nor blame, for his beauty or his flaws. My own mom taught me that.

He is his own man. He has his own quirks and idiosyncracies. You’ll figure those out as you go; and someday, you too will know him better than anyone else in the world. Give him the space to be himself, and I will teach him to do the same for you.

He won’t complete you. And you won’t complete him. Only God can do that. But I pray you edify each other and encourage each other to be even better together than you are on your own.

I promise to let you in. To share my secrets and knowledge of him so that you can love him best. When the time comes, I will trust you with his heart, just as you will trust him with yours. I do not take this heart exchange lightly, and I pray you don’t either. I am raising him to understand the value of a woman’s heart. That it’s priceless, and once broken, can never go back to the way it was before.

That’s not always a bad thing, but if we can avoid it, I don’t want my son to be the one who breaks your heart. I also want you to remember that he can’t be the one to heal it. Again, only God can do that. But I will raise my son to forever cherish the gift that is you and your love. I will teach him to understand your value. To honor and respect you, as you do him.

I strive to raise my boys in such a way that they learn how to be strong, yet vulnerable. Brave, yet humble. Courageous and fearless, yet unafraid to ask for help. That they are leaders but know how to follow. I pray he leads you well and understands the honor it is to be in that role. I pray he serves you, but that you never take advantage of his sacrifice.

I pray he fully understands his role as a man and that he lives his life with integrity, honor, humility, honesty, faith and humor. That he knows who he is first in Christ and then within himself. I pray he follows his dreams and passions and that nothing stands in the way of that, to include you. I pray the same for you.

I am committed to raising my son to be independent and never to look to you to be his mother, because I will have stood in that role well. I vow to be fully present for him. To teach him what he needs to know about women and how special they are. I promise to raise him in such a way that he always remembers you are someone’s daughter and that you belonged to him after you belonged to God and your parents.

I pray that with each day you love my son, your love swells and overflows. I pray the same for him. I hope as the two of you build a life together, that you never forget how that life was built. Stand strong together. You will need each other in this life. Though I am teaching him towant you rather than to need you, there will be times that he will need you. And you will need him. Be there.

Support each other. Love each other. Choose each other.

The noise of the world will be loud. It won’t always be easy. There may be days that you look at him and question every decision you ever made. In those moments, I pray you will fall back on the foundation you built together and remember why you chose to stand there.

I promise you that each day, I will teach my son these same lessons. I will plant seeds of love in his heart every moment. I promise to show him how to take care of himself. How to do the laundry and the dishes, and to never expect you to do it all. How to be your partner. I promise to foster his sensitivity while praising his strength. To teach him how to be open and to hold your words when they spill from your lips and into his hands. I promise to teach him how to catch them. To hold you. To love you. All of you. To see you for you, not what you can offer him.

I promise to raise him to be enough within himself so that he can then be enough for you.

We’ve got a lot of years before we meet. But each day between now and then, I will pray for you. I will love you. And when I meet you, I will love you even more than I already do. Because you will love my son. And you’ll become my daughter.

Hariell on Speech Improvement

Last night, I was not too busy at work, I googled on "25 month old baby still not talking"
I read that kids' development are different from others and that there might be some who are late talkers. Or there might be some speech-language disorder. You'll never know until you get some expert advice and have them undergo therapy.

To gauge if he's just fine, the kiddo has to be able to speak at least 25 words. I quickly identified Hariell's usually spoken words:
1) nanay
2) tatay
3) baby
4) wawa (his petname for his brother Zeo)
5) wow
6) kanin
7) la na
8) mam
9) tey (thank you)
10) bye
11) hi

...after 11, I couldn't think more of what he speaks that we usually hear. Other than this, all his talks are babbles and unclear words. I felt sad and worried.

This morning, in bed, I talked to my husband about this and told him that maybe we could have Hariell checked up by his pediatrician. He's fine with it.

Then I sweetly grabbed Hariell, and looked in his eye. I slowly said "Apple". I was shocked that he copied me and said "Apai" . I laughed in relief that he said apple! My husband also laughed proudly... Then I tried saying "bike" ...Hariell said "bike". I said "banana", he said "papana" .... I " said "car" , he repeated as "cai" ...i am so proud of him, cant stop kissing my little boy! ...Next, I said "dog", funny, he said "aw-aw"

LOL

Then I suddenly recalled that he already could say bike, chicken, egg. One time, he even said "langgam"

So maybe yah, I shouldn't be too frustrated of him not knowing yet his ABCs and 123. Afterall, he's just 2 years old and our 1st forever baby in the family. Maybe we'll just let him take his time growing and progressing. Coz i've been warned that when a toddler starts talking, you bet, you'd have a hard time making him stop!

taking one step at a time :)

ACCIDENT!!!!! Scalded Left Hand

My heart sank when I saw my 2 year old son's left hand scalded with lots of blisters. His eyes were telling me how much he's aching. I felt his pain and how I wish I could just take it all.

He happened to dip his hand in the pail of hot water which was supposed to be his bathing water last night. He removed the water hose so the water was not mixed with cold one. My mother-in-law was just attending to Zeo when she suddenly heard Hariell screamed! She didn't notice Hariell going in the bathroom. She put Vaseline lotion immediately. Then after a couple of hours, my husband came back from work and told me what happened. I instructed him to put on aloe vera gel for first aid. He said that Hariell's hand was red but did not tell me it looked like something I never thought my baby's hand could be :( When I got back from work at 1:30 in the morning, I cried. Feeling kawawa for my son and I felt helpless. It was an awful feeling I hope I could never feel again.

My brother sent me some help and told me to be strong for Hariell. And then later on, Happy and I went to the Emergency Room of a nearby hospital. The doctor cleaned and sterilized my baby's hand and applied ointment. They also gave him a pain reliever for comfort. Hariell was so brave he was trying not to cry. I wish I could just ease all his pain. It was difficult seeing him like that.

After some hours, the doctor discharged us and we went home. Hariell still have difficulty sleeping. It must be really painful for him.

But God is good. I know my baby's going to be stronger after this.

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IKAW by Yeng Constantino

Ikaw
Ang pag-ibig na hinintay
Puso ay nalumbay ng kay tagal
Ngunit ngayo'y nandito na..

Ikaw, ikaw
Ang pag-ibig na binigay
Sa akin ng Maykapal
Biyaya ka sa buhay ko
Ligaya't pag-ibig ko'y ikaw..

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From The Clingy Wife

I confess....
I am too much to handle.
Thank God, He gave me Happy.
I can never ask for more.
I just wanna say I am sorry if I am not taking care of this precious gift the way I should. But I love him the way I know how to love.
This is for him :)

Momma Talk

Today is my day off from work. Last night, we sent off my son's yaya, aiai, to the airport for a 2 week vacation to her hometown in GenSan. My fear of her not coming back again is like 95% but 5% is all about holding on to her words that she'll come back on August 27. I helped her buy her plane ticket via Cebu Pacific's piso fare promo 2 months ago. When she told me that she wanted to have a break and go home for a vacation, I, right away, understood her feelings. It is really exhausting taking care of a child and at the same time, keeping the house in order. It is really tiring and really stressful. It has been a year since she joined our family as a house help. So, i think, she deserves a break. But you know, if I were selfish, I wouldnt allow her to leave.

So starting yesterday, my mother-in-law is looking after hariell until the next 2 weeks. But it's different because unlike aiai, my MIL is kind old already and I always worry that she's gonna get tired quickly because hariell is really malikot! but  my husband is always reassuring me that everything's gonna be okay. but as you already know me, i worry about everything!

Today, i left the house to go to the bank and i told MIL that i'll be back soon but here I am in a computer shop blogging my thoughts and feelings. I am 6 1/2 month pregnant and the yaya is on vacation, i have a lot of assisting to do when it comes to my MIL taking care of my baby, not to mention that i am always supposed to leave the house with prepared food for the whole day. And yah, have to tell instructions, too. How am i supposed to take care of myself and the little one inside me? I still have to go to work from cavite to malate 6 days a week with a crazy schedule.

I am way too burned out :(
Sorry :(
Okay, I am going to buy some vegetables after this and I'll go back home to cook our lunch. (yes, no lunch yet) I bet my baby tazmanian hariell will welcome me with a tantrum and later will hit and kick my tummy again. I love life!
Geez.
Bye. I whine too much.

My Hariell

click this ---->  MY LITTLE KULIT

My mommy sent us this cool Aprica metal baby carrier ;)
#ikawnaangmalupit
my tazmanian Hariell is enjoying it!

Sopas

First time to try and cook macaroni soup and here is how it turned out: tadaaaaaaa!!!!





Just dont mind my pot. It's not too new lol.

Anyway, i was gonna feed my tazmanian hariell but i didnt know he's knocked down. Haha i am just gonna save this later when he wakes up:)






I am happy today :) salamat sa Dios!

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My Longest Salutation

my longest salutation

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To my Honey, husband (to be pa sana), will be the father of my children, best friend, companion, confidant, son (you act like so sometimes), favorite pillow, responsibility, joy, music and madness, poetry, escort, inspiration, ultimate fantasy, sakit ng ulo, playmate, anyhow cooked chicken crazy, simple fun partner, rude awakening, better half, ultimate boy, favorite model, tekken lord, birit king, songbird, sun and moon, keeper of my heart, fire of my soul, clothes scatterer, smooch mate, intellectual brethren, bible whiz, loud snorer, boy (and girl) , watching buddy, clothes critique, negro slim criticizer, man with the perfect ears, neck, collarbone, rough skin, hairy legs, dirty feet, naughty hands, teacher of deep emotional lessons, pride and joy, ridiculuously long fingers, sweet-smelling clothes all the time, tropicana lover, tirador ng kanin, huggy bear, kulang sa sleeping hours, sharp tongued shrew, double shirt japorms, pa-cute ever, steamy sensual seductor, favorite letter writer, mahal ko, mature brat, kindest heart around, karaoke king, emperor of sarcasm, pambara priest, vinegar hater, boy with the troubled past, trying hard driver,busy buddy, chosen child, kuripot text mate, economics disaster, favorite enemy of art, habulin ng chix, man who hates spicy foods even if I love those, laking tondo, man who has to learn how to be thoughtful - show feelings, time constraint, laging occupied, tagaubos ng tira kong pagkain, movie partner, opm addict, burlesk king, kasabwat, most understanding person I know, owner of my heart, street food partner, confident, boy who should be very, very careful when he sits or I will kill him, so funny, dependable, extra wallet ko, man i miss the most, so loveable and very loving, substitute ni piolo sa buhay ko, healthy person, concert organizer, friendly, matapang, gwapo, good man and everything else and all the things pertaining thereto, Dearest xxxx,

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(Thursday, March 27, 2008 2:57 AM)

Letter From the Past

Baby has Pneumonia

It has been more than 20 days and my baby's still coughing :( He was diagnosed with pneumonia. I really felt bad for my son. Kawawa :(

The doctor prescribed some medicines. He was doing good recovering but a few days ago, I noticed him coughing hard again. Still monitoring his condition and we will see the doctor again on the 27th.

The doctor said that if the baby takes food lesser, we would have to bring him in the hospital but he is feeding so well, he is still gaining weight! I still pray that he will recover soon. I miss seeing him without cough and runny nose.

I pray he'll be fine.

My betterhalves

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Day off

I dont have work today. And it feels GREAT! Not to worry about anything stressful and just be with my baby the whole day.

This morning, i went to downtown and brought Hariell with me. Geez! My back was hurting coz he has grown big and kinda heavy now. He is weighing 8.3kilos when we weighed him last wednesday. He was behaving well and i was very thankful coz if he went wild, i dunno if i can handle him alone. But he didnt give me a hard time and i think he is enjoying looking at the items in the drugstore. At the time we were about to come back home, he fell asleep in my arms. I felt like a real mom!

I am happy today. I get to wake up late, play with my son, cook a good meal, and take a bath at 6pm. Life is good. Thank you, God

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