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Day 17 : Last Day

Today is my last day and I am feeling nauseous. Must be the lack of sleep these past few days where I stay up to iron our clothes. We went to church and we were late as usual, then just ate at Cafe Cartel as requested by Dawter T. She likes the baked macaroni and the bread. (During the last 2 weeks, I realized that Dawter T is a bread person, she likes it more than rice, she can eat half of the Gardenia Raisin bread loat, she can also finish one whole Sunshine garlic bread, and the list goes on...) Then, we went home. I only went to Daiso, no MWL nor Carrefour for me! Hmmm, I must really feel sick!

Then, we slept. But, Bebi A who managed to take a nap when we were strolling was awake. So, I woke up and started cooking dinner, cleaned Bebi A's bottles as well, and prepared Ate A's room.

Such a relaxing day to end my last day as SAHM. But, didn't get to sleep early because I wanted to wait for Ate A. So, I ironed some more of our clothes but later on, the bed was so enticing that I just had to stretched beside Bebi A, smelled her (still smells like a baby) and closed my eyes!

Then, next thing I knew, Pre was already waking me up. And, Ate A, in all her relaxed hair glory is back!

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Unknown said…
nainggit naman ako, prang ako din gusto ko ng long leave pra magspend time sa mga bata lalo na this holiday.

btw, yes nixon also goes to st. francis xavier. k2 na sya this coming school year. =)

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