Come join us in our nesting place.

Some mornings. I’d wake up to my son’s pat, asking if he could be a frog or a worm or some animal. Today, we started the day with him kookaking on our bed. And me pretending to be the mama frog, too. I don’t know if that’s unsual to others but I’m so used to us pretending to be some animal family  (with the inItiation of my first born). :-) We’d be a family of dogs sometimes.Or cats. Or worms. Or whatever he fancies. Sometimes, he pretends to be my pet and I willingly obliges to be the owner.  With this “role playing”, I hope to be  teaching my son the values of caring for some pets, something he cannot have at the moment due to his asthma.

Now speaking of pets, I am not aware that in some countries like the UK, animal insurances i.e. equine horse insurance are already offered. Not until now. I’ve learned that if you’ve got a pet i.e.cats, dogs, horses etc., you may already get a cat/dog/horse insurance coverage for their  protection (and your protection too!). Amazing! 

On Valentine’s Day, everyone in the house received a note made out of a recycled bond paper with a message saying I-love-you written in red pentel pen.

My firstborn, who’s also my date on Valentine’s, made these notes. When asked why, he replied with a resounding “because it’s Valentine’s Day today!” So sweet of him. Really. And I’m totally touched (even if I constantly receive Iloveyou notes from him.

BTW, there’s also one note for Nanay and Tatay but I couldn’t find it na. And then there’s one for my sister’s friend (and our neighbor), which I believe my son has a crush on. Lol.

I had a surprising thought fleeting through my mind this afternoon as I was supervising Matt  and his friend during their “quiet” activity (of coloring and solving puzzles).

I wondered if I’d make a good teacher. Had I opted for the teaching profession (like my mother) instead of engineering, would I be successful? Surprising thought, since I vowed not to follow my mother’s footsteps when I was a lot younger and still choosing my career path.

But looking at the kids as they work on finishing their tasks, I was inspired. Somehow, the responsibility of looking after them,  of making sure a good the outcome of our little time together was unexpectedly inspiring. Oh I don’t know if what I’m saying  makes sense but let’s me put it like this. Our time together this afternoon  inspired me to teach, to encourage, and to inspire them back. And I wish all teachers feel the same way with their students. They should.

But  as I write that, a disheartening incident in my son’s school come to mind. I don’t want to elaborate but it must have been traumatic for my son to say the least. It pains me to remember all that and this I have to say, witnessing it was a bit traumatic for me too, prompting us (hubs and I) to consider transferring Matt to a boys school, which is our first choice of school for him. We are so disappointed but ‘thought it would be practical to wait until this school year ends before making a final decision.

Now back to my time with the kids this afternoon. I realize that even if I’m not a “true” teacher, I believe I can inspire, teach, mold them by just being a good parent, or a friend, or  a plain wannabe-teacher to them.  The world is really a huge classroom and Life will always gives us the opportunity to teach. Right?  I surprise myself with these thoughts really (and what I just wrote).

But I must say kids have the uncanny ways of inspiring us. And of making us change our hearts.   Sometimes, with their resilience; other times, with their stubborness. Sometimes with their innocence and most of the time with their wisdom.    

Three more months and I’ll be seeing you.  Stay healthy and happy!

I am so excited na to see and hold you. Pops is, too. And most of all, Big Bro Matt! 

I realized that if there is one thing that is going to tear my wallet down, it has got to be books.

Yeah, not food, educational expenses, or gasoline. Not clothes or even hair dos (true I spend a lot on hair too but that’s only twice every year). Not even camera lenses!

But books. Yes, B-O-O-K-S!

I always buy books. My husband constantly does, too. And then I also buy lots of books for my son. Oh we seem to have a never-ending need for books. Thus the never-ending trips to the bookstore which - dear hubster, breathe, just breathe - bleed my wallet dry!

So really, if there is something that’s going to make me broke, it’s gotta be because of these books. :-)

Last night, I cried.

Nah, it’s nothing serious (?). It’s just tears of exhaustion -and frustration, too.

Not much. Just trickles from my tear glands.

Coming home after 12 hours of work (for 2 days straight), I could barely move a muscle when I reached home. I wasn’t even able to change my clothes and eat dinner. I was already asleep even before my head hit the bed. And the saddest thing was, I dozed off with the voice of my son telling me “Mama, I want you” in the background.

That’s worth more than an apology to my son.

It’s been awhile since I last posted here but I’ve been really bee-zee. But since today is Mother’s Day, I’d like to give myself the pleasure of blogging –if only for a little while. Now, I don’t really have a specific topic to blog about but in line with today’s celebration, I want to just list few things about motherhood.

Three Things I Learned As A Mother
1) No matter what book I read, nothing will prepare me for the pain of seeing my kid get hurt.
2) Diaper expenses (alone) should be best forgotten
3) Indeed, a child’s kisses can wipe away the hurt.

Three Embarrassing Moments As A Mother
1) Matt screamed “Idiot Boy” to a kid while we were hearing mass (and it happened during one of those quiet pauses!)
2) I was busy making my transactions in an ATM and I didn’t notice that, for all the world to see, my son was also busy doing his transaction on the base of the ATM machine (read: peeing on it *gasp* ).
3) “Mama, there’s the p–nis” Matt said while pointing to a tennis ball.

Three Things My Son Said To Me Today
1) “Are you not going to work?”
2) (He whispered) “Don’t talk louder (loudly). Close your mouth!”
3) “Happy Mother’s Day!”

Three Wishes For My Son
1) I wish for good health and a happy life for him.
2) I pray that he’d grow up to be a good Christian.
3) And that at the right time, he’d find the girl who would love her as much as I do.

Three Gifts I Wanted on Mother’s Day
1) A vacation – I badly needed a break!
2) A pair of rubber shoes – it doesn’t have to be a North Face walking shoes but it would be a bonus if it’s Women Prophecy 2. Lolz.
3) Patience – I wanted to have lots of it! Haayy wish…

Happy Mother ’s Day everyone!