Isang Tulog Na Lang

There has been a running count on the number of sleep till Dawter T's 4th birthday. She will have a small celebration at her school --- a first for Dawter T and the mommy. Actually, we have been asking her what she wants since around June when we were planning for Bebi A's 1st birthday. At first, she wanted a party too. But, her daddy talked to her that he will just buy her a gift then we'll have party on her 7th birthday.

She said ok.

But, the Mommy (the ever maekek) told her that we'll just have a small one at school. I told her she could get to pick the plastic loot bags. She did and she was so excited as we prepared the loots one Saturday afternoon.

I am also excited coz I get to see her again with her classmates, her friends. I often hear her stories about this classmate and that classmate, and that piqued my interests.

Well, isang tulog na lang. Tomorrow, we'll bring chicken nuggets, cheese sticks, mallows, cake and the lootbags.

Hopefully, Dawter T will have a grand time just as she did with her past birthdays.

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Confession

Being a Mom. Sometimes I feel as I am not cut out for it. Too much work. Too much responsibility. Too much worry. Worry that Ate T is taking the bus today. Ate A's tooth is still in there and the new one has already come out. Baby A has colds and is screaming and wants to cuddle. Sometimes it leaves me breathless. But When I pick up Ate T from our meeting place, I feel so proud of her because she has become independent and can commute. Ate A's tenacity in wiggling her tooth and she's now toothless, doesn't need to go to the dentist to have it removed. And, Baby A despite her colds still has appetite and it just feels good to hug her. God has showered me with so much love for giving me 3 wonderful girls. It feels good being a mommy. Happy Mother's Day to all you wonderful Mommies!

Me! Me! Me!

Last night, I created an LO using the picture below when Bebi A happened to see it. She touched it and said "Me?!" "No, it's me!" I told her. It was really me when I was Bebi A's age. The similarities will not be able to deny that Bebi A is my daughter hahaha I just hope that my bubbly and sunny bebi will not get the mom's sumpong(s). This is one of the few baby pics that I have. I used to have 3 baby albums but one of the worst floods that hit Pinas also took away my memories. Now, this is Bebi A.

Creativity

Dawter T called me up and told me that Bebi A tore her art and made a monster out of the girl in the picture. I know that it's not being mean. Bebi A doesn't have a mean bone in her body. She just don't understand. I talked to Bebi A. Asked her to kiss and make up with her Ate, She did. Ate A told me that she went up to Dawter T and kissed her, then asked "Is this better, Ate?" Awwww... Dawter T's "smashed" art was one of her best. I was really impresed. If only I have taken a picture of it this morning. It was really beautiful. It was a portrait of a girl, by the way. I hope that Dawter T can still replicate it. I know that not all kids are alike. And, my daughters have their own endearing qualities. One's art is different from the other. Dawter T has the potential (not because I'm her mom, ok ok, it maybe because I'm her mom hahaha) and Bebi A's, well, let's just say abstract. Hehe.

Mind of a fickle

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