Phone pal

Kanina tinawagan ko siya.  Akala ko di nanaman ako kakausapin.
Ilang beses na kasi akong di pinapansin sa tuwing tatawag ako


Minsan, "Ma, pakausap naman kay Andy", maririnig ko, with all her feelings. "A-yaw ko".



Hurt ako. Sobra.


Kanina, di sila nag online.  Tinawagan ko na lang.  


Hello? Nanay (yaya), Si Monique to, Pakausap kay Andy. 


"Andy, is mama there?"


Wala pa.


"Si Tita Lab?"


Wala.


Nagsumbong, Mommy, si Nanay 'di marunong mag-cartoons.


I had to figure it out.  Is she referring to the Computer of the dvd?


I told her, "okay, teach her anak!"


Mama, malakas ulan dito.


Wow!  May Phone pal na ako.

I love you... spaghetti!

My baby loves this so much.  She asked my Mama to buy her one as pasalubong.  Mama forgot and had to go back out to buy one.  When she came back, Andy was so happy.  She even said I love you... to the Spaghetti!

Mommy, naloka!

Photo credits:  wowdavao.com

Only you / Hawak Kamay

Kanina tinawagan ko si Andy.  Nagising ako ng 3:30 para makausap siya ng 7:30 ng umaga sa Pilipinas.  Ever since kasi, morning moods ng anak ko ay superb! Promise. Seems na gustong gusto niya ang umaga. Parang ang ganda ng lahat ng umaga para sa kanya.

Okay lang sana magsing ng 7:30AM.  Ok na ok in fact. Kaya lang kung meron kayong apat na oras na time difference, parang mag iiba ang usapan.Ang tagal ko ng di nagigising ng ganito kaaga para makipag usap sa kanila sa bahay eh. Kasi pakiramdam ko mula nung nakalipat kami ng bahay eh di na ganun ka-atat tumawag.

Marahil sanay na din ako sa set up namin ngayon. Ika nga, resigned to the fact na andito ako ngayon at andun sila.  Bibilangin ko ang ilang taon pa bago ako tuluyang makauwi ng lupang sinilangan.

Masyado na OA.

Natuwa ako, kinantahan kasi niya ako ng 2 kanta.  At 2 years old and 3 months eh not bad na nakakanta na niya ang Only you, mga 2 linya.  At Hawak Kamay.  Minsan kailangan pang i-coach.  Pero di na yun masama.

Ang saya ko.  Sana paglaki niya talagang sasabihan niya ako ng Only You.

Tantrum, terrible two

A lot of people mentioned that children/ toddler who's turned two is the most difficult time.  I may have escaped the terrible two but I sure do not like it.

I hate it that I am not able to hold you when you have your bout of tantrum, sweetheart.  I hate it whenever your tita love would send me a message that you've again thrown into fits over the smallest of details.

How I would love to be there in order to comfort you and make you feel that everything will be alright.  Yes, it may be different if and when I am there, but still I would really wish and pray that you and I would be together soon.

A few more weeks before I finally come home for my annual vacation sweetheart.  I'll be your mom in the truest sense.  Oh how I miss being that!

Amazed


Dear Andy,

It seems like yesterday when I was carrying you inside me and eagerly anticipating the day/ moment that you'd really (actually) come out of hotel mom.

It seem like yesterday when I first went to the pharmacy and bought the pregnancy test kit in order to determine that I was indeed pregnant.

It seem like yesterday when I had to rush to the my obstetrician to check why my tummy was contracting at such an early time, when it was not supposed to.  And had to remind myself that I was already pregnant and I had to slow down on how I move about.  And how I would carry myself around the office.

It so seem like yesterday when I would fret at what the gender of my baby would be.  Secretly hoping I was carrying a boy and then realized that it is not important (anymore) and that the most important thing was that you and I were in perfect health awaiting the most exciting day of our lives.

It so seem like yesterday when I'd hear people ask me if I was really pregnant.  If I had not just swallowed a ball or watermelon because I did not really got too fat.  That I was so much in control of the food I eat thinking I had to control my weight gain.  Praying to God that when I do that I would not have a hard time in labor.

It so seem like yesterday when I asked the nurse about me being in labor and asking Jay to help me get a taxi because I still had to go home so I'd get our things and eat some before I admit myself to the hospital.

Now, more than two years after I had you I am so amazed at how you have grown.  How you can talk and throw questions at me.

I will not stop at this amazement.  I may be so far away from you but I know one day I will be spending more time with you and marvel at the most precious gift that was given me.

I love you so much Andrea!

xoxo,

Mommy