…while I was rocking her to sleep and I was super sleepy, I suddenly caught myself crying. I realized how time really flies. My baby who was once so tiny is 8 months old now. It seems like only a month have passed since I gave birth her. This is why I savour each and every single day with her.
…when you lose, you are more eager to get back at the machine. You stress out, it gets the best of you and you slowly lose your sanity. The next thing you’ll know is you already lost a HUGE amount of money.
Every baby is unique. Every mom is unique. No formula fits all. Their parenting style may be effective for their family but not to mine.
…I believe that my body is for my husband’s eyes only…..There are certain forms of media that shows a lot of a woman’s skin, boobs and butts. Which in turn, made people’s minds corrupted and made breasts sexual when its real essence is to feed come the time a woman becomes a mother.
Way back December of last year, my dear daughter (who was 6 months old at that time) suddenly became masungit. Even her tita’s and grandparents couldn’t hold her because she would scream and cry. I literally was shrinking from embarrassment every time a relative or a friend would talk to her because she always ends up screaming. Dont get me…