From Dawn Till Dusk

I was jumping in joy at one night Nico drank his glass of milk straight without any sign of resistance.  I thought I can already say: Thank goodness, finally! Not too fast. I think I spoke too soon.  That was just one of those very rare days the Little Boy does that.

He simply is testing my patience, making the drinking of milk from a glass an ordeal.  Hay, susme! My acne breakouts are increasing by the day just convincing him to drink from a glass. And I told myself, this can’t be happening forever, or I’ll give up.  I was kinda desperate and even considered getting back to the bottle. What silly idea! But that’s because I’ve tried anything and every trick there is to make the drinking session a little harmonious but I haven’t had any luck yet.  Until one fine weekend, my Little Boy was watching his fave shows on Nick, I saw this advertisement where it was shown the kids are enjoying their milk with the use of a special straw—the Sippah straw, the fun way to drink milk!

I stored in mind what it looked like and promised myself I’ll go look for it when we do the groceries.  And I was successful in finding the product. It was located in the racks near the growing milk products. To my excitement, I didn’t looked at the nutritional facts, and gave it a go.  I bought a couple of boxes, (the chocolate flavored one) and immediately by the minute we’re home, I tried it with Nico.  And the result: Continue Reading »

Foreword: I have been longing to publish this a long time ago, but didn’t have enough of courage to do so. This post has been sitting in my drafts for a month or two, I think. But each day that I revise, the more I become hesitant. I thought that it’s best that I blog about this later. “Saka na lang when Nico’s really well”, that’s what I thought. But a very recent post of Noemi about her daughter M moved me so much that finally, I decided that this post has to make it in my Blog really soon. Thus, this post.

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Once upon a time the life of a Mom, you dream for your child. Perhaps any Mom out there would agree with me in saying that the moment we conceive our children, we started hoping and dreaming for them—that they’ll grew up into being someone we envision them to be.

But how does a Mother continue to dream for her child when she is faced with a daunting dilemma? A tight spot, an impasse, a worst fear that you knew is coming all along, but caught you still unprepared when reality hits you at a time expected. And when this happens, how do you cope? Me, I stopped dreaming. But only for a while… Continue Reading »

One of those not-in-the-mood to pose for the camera of the Father and Son.  Taken during an afternoon Sunday stroll at Bonifacio High Street yesterday (we still managed to drop by after checking kitchen faucets at MC Home Depot, also at Bonifacio Global City), Father and Son just posed whatever crazy facial expressions they thought of.

The two boys’ current most fave pose nowadays is the pa-pogi pose, which dominated most of the photos I took yesterday.  They thought I’d stop taking pictures by giving me their grins and craziest looks in front of the cam?  Nope. Not at all.  I didn’t mind at all they aren’t in their happiest moods, so long as I captured memories, pretty fine with me.

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