For sad days

Excerpt from one of Bo Sanchez's articles. Please remember this whenever you feel insecure or inadequate -- you have a Father in heaven who loves you so much, and you have me on earth (or in your heart once I passed) who loves you just as much.

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"Friend, this is the ultimate reason why you need to like yourself.

Because you have a Father who loves you so much.

You're more important than all the stars in the sky.

You're more important than all the galaxies of this universe.

In the heart of God, nothing compares with you.

If He loves you this much, how can you not like yourself?"

Finally, chocobutternut

Your dad and I had a cold war after I got home from my laparoscopic cholecystectomy. Paano ba naman, my first day coming from operation and he was out of the house already to get gifts from his friends. I felt like he was rushing out to get away from taking care of me. Okay, sorry for being self-centered, but during the drive home, I was telling him that I didn't need him there, but I want him to be. More for moral support than physical needs.

We were giving each other the silent treatment for a few days. Until he came home and brought this...

Chocobutternut!!

And I just caved in and remembered why I love him. Remember why? Read about it here.

A typical night in Mommy's life

Kuya - 5y/o
Ate - 2yrs, 5mos
Miko - 8mos

1 a.m. Finally! Everyone's sleeping. Maybe I can have some me-time, kahit 30 minutes lang. Maybe I can watch TV, or read a book. Wait let me check my Facebook first... (scroll, scroll)... Zzzzz...

3 a.m. You're crying? Okay, here's my boob.

4 a.m. Crying again? Let's switch sides so you can take the other boob. Zzzzz... Ate? Why are you crying? Bad dream? Don't be scared, Mommy's here... You want to lie on Mommy's chest? But I'm feeding Miko! Lie on Mommy's side na lang. Okay okay, stop crying. Shush shush... Mama loves you.

4:30 a.m. Kuya? You want to sleep beside Mommy? Okay, let's move Ate since she's already sleeping. No, don't move to that side, you might ipit Miko! Lie behind Mama. You love Mama? I love you too, Kuya. Embrace Mama na, I'll face the other way so Miko can continue to latch.

5 a.m. You can't be hungry again! Switch sides. Switch boobs. Don't play with it. Please. Just. Latch!

6 a.m. Stop kicking me! Why is our bed wet? Your diaper leaked! Was it leaking when you woke me up earlier? But that was an hour ago! Ugh. I should've checked it when you were crying. I'm a bad mom. Let's change your diaper. Stop crying, I'm changing it now. Are you hungry? But I need to change this first before I feed you. Please stop crying, Daddy might wake up. Okay, done. Stop crying. Here's my boob na o.

6:30 a.m. What? What? Oh It's just Daddy's alarm. Is he awake? No, just snoozed the alarm. Alarm woke you up? Ugh. Shush shush.. Don't be scared. Here's my boob.

7:00 a.m. Time to wake up! Do I have a meeting today? Ugh. I want to sleep some more!!!! Must. Move. By. Inch. And. Not. Wake. You. Up. You're awake already??! Unbelievable! Well, good morning, Miko! Awww such a handsome smile. Love you Bunso. I love this morning. :)

Kulitan time with mom and dad

This is how I bug him at work. ☺

To read other stories about dad, click here.

Waiting Day 1

I get my CA blood test results after 3 days.

On the first day of waiting (yesterday), I feel so blessed for having your dad. It's nice to feel needed and loved. I know that deep down, he's scared as much as I am, maybe even more, but he's been very supportive and has been my rock these past few days.

We are such big dorks, don't you agree?

I sent him a note, a line from John Green's The Fault in Our Stars (a book turned movie about cancer patients falling in love):

"I'll fight it. I'll fight it for you. Don't you worry about me... I'm okay. I'll find a way to hang around and annoy you for a long time."

And I mean every word.

I love you, chipmunks. Kiss dad for me, okay?

of love and bavarian

I am not a fan of bavarian-filled donuts. Not that I hate them, but they wouldn't make it to my first 3 choices in a donut shop.

Your dad loves bavarian, though. I remember once we bought a box of assorted donuts and he told me he'd eat his bavarian later. I, unfortunately, forgot to set it aside so someone ate it up. He got mad at me, ofcourse, and I never forgot his bavarian since.

Fast forward to last week. I had been reporting to the same office as dad for a days last week. Afternoon came and I wanted a bit of a snack so I sent him a note.

"Pamerienda ka naman. Chocobutternut lang."

Now, I have been with your dad for 6 years. I have learned his ways, and I'd like to believe I have learned a lot about relationships at my age. I now know that (read this Iya)women should not think that men read minds. If we want something done, we must say so, even say how we want it done. It is up to the man to decide, ofcourse, how we actually wants to do it.

So, if you'll notice, I specified the donut flavor that I wanted him to buy because that was the flavor that I wanted.

Your dad bought bavarian.

I wanted to be disappointed. I wanted to smirk at his stubbornness. But then... God enlightened my mind and quieted my matabil na dila. :)

He bought bavarian because for him, that is the best flavor in the shop. Because he wanted me to have the best. Because he loves me.

And that, right there, made my day. :)

Disclaimer: Okay, I ate the donut. But I would still want for him to know that choco butternut is my favorite, not bavarian. But maybe I'll tell him another time. :)