Happy Memories

Dear God,

I prayed and hoped to have a calm, relaxed, reflective child...

One who thinks silently, and moves gracefully like a ballerina, a child whom I will have fun sharing my stories with...

kukibang: this was the snail i found in a park. it became my pet for months. I painted a snail with oil paint later on.

But you gave me a husband exactly as what I was imagining my child would be. I appreciate that so much. He is the best husband for me.  Every time I watch my son and observe what he does, how he is doing it, how he tries to change the way in which he was taught to do something... I keep pondering;

Our first wedding was in the city hall (commune) it was last April 24, 2010

Will I ever have enough time to jot this down?

Will I have that quiet time to write his own progress report?

Will I be able to tick that checklist of developmental stages I have kept with me for ages?

Will I ever have time to write and collect all his fun true to life anecdotes?

And as I try to search for answers to these questions, I get bored. I become tired. I fall asleep pondering. I grasp for answers as to how can I be faster than him. 

I want to be the best buddy to my son, the cool mother at 41, the energetic caregiver friend teacher in one. That was my dream!

And inspite of all the challenges in language, culture, and my life itself as a Filipina woman... I realized I am having a great time. I am living my dream.

I realized that, every time my son would stop playing to go near me, and he gives me a big hug. He would then give me a kiss on my lips, not just one but more than two. That melts my heart. I feel to be prettier than Nicole Kidman.

Thus, my dream and prayers are right there in front of me... Moving like crazy, so quick, so fast... He moves like there is no tomorrow to explore the corners of the house where we live or the dirty corners in the garden. 

This is the best thing that ever happened to me. Thank you for answering my prayers... I'm in my dreamland right now, and I OWE this to you. My husband and I, we owe this to you!  

Grazie Mille per la opportunità di essere genitori.