Heaven In Your Arms

Cuddling with my sweet girl is one of my favorite things to do.  From my experience, I can say that Having a boy is different from having a girl in some ways. With girls, you get to dress them up, style them, do “girly” stuff/play together. They are usually mellow than the boys. It is true for me  so I am more “relaxed” with her. They are such darlings and very sweet especially to their daddies. Mine is definitely a daddy’s girl!

With my son, I usually need to keep up with his energy, with his inquisitive mind, with his talking and moving around. He seems more dependent than his little sister.  Calls my attention all the time. I guess he is a mommy’s boy. Although now that he is turning 7, I notice that we argue a lot. He is really challenging my patience. He is strong willed and … He is just growing fast. And yes, before I realize it, my baby girl will be too.

I notice I am starting to have strands of white hair. Found two strands recently! Being a parent can be so hard! I am not complaining, but just expressing. It is really exhausting but rewarding too (mixed emotions – driving me crazy). It is a big responsibility raising children. We are responsible for their well being, to provide them with their needs not just material but emotional, intellectual, spiritual and others. It is truly a mission to raise human beings who can thrive in this difficult and yet wonderful life, who will be happy, successful, and kindhearted people. May God bless and help each parent on earth!

I have a long way to go. For now, while they are little, I will have to enjoy the moments cuddling with them! Heaven is here 💕

Alarming Afternoon

As I became an adult I was convinced that life is not easy….This includes losing weight! It was not much of a concern to me before but now after having kids, losing weight does not just mean DIET or eating less. Of course, healthy eating is a very important factor but there are other things like working out or the body’s natural built.  It is alarming since I do not really notice the weight until I realized that I do not fit in some of my jeans anymore! I had to set them aside this morning to give more space in my closet.

I am alarmed since I have to wear tops/blouses that are a little more lose. This way it helps me hide those love handles : (  Oh I am jealous of the people who are naturally blessed with the perfect body!

This has to do with self concept, self esteem again. I am still happy with myself. I love myself, but I have to watch out and be disciplined before it is too late. Do not want to come to that moment when I am starting to unlike myself. What to do now? Remind myself again to eat healthy and go back to my daily run on the treadmill!

Woman. Wife. Mother. Getting Older. Getting Bigger.

Cry Mommy Cry

And so, I am doing my usual momma duties. Then the TV is on. And it reminded me that Mother’s Day is coming up. I see these mother’s day commercials and they all make me cry. Why? Why am I such a cry baby? I cry over a movie, a commercial, a song, a story, and anything. I look so funny. But I do not care. Cry me a river!

Just before I make this post, this commercial made me cry! You may want to watch it. Happy Mother’s Day to all the Moms in the world!

Time Hops

Something amazes me. It always happens. I get this realization at some point. I look at some photos of my kids. And it never fails to surprise me to see how little they were at that time I took the picture! I remember the feelings. It was just like from yesterday, not from a long time. The feelings have not changed. And the way I see them is also the same. The way I saw them at that time is just exactly the way how I see them right now. Perspective.  Is my perspective at their level and grows with them as well? I looked at my boy’s picture from 2013.  I saw my boy then as a big kid. But when I look at his photo, he was very small and such a baby!  Now, that he is a first grader, I see him as a big boy and I expect things from him especially the responsibilities he has to do. I am certain in a year or two, when I look at his pictures taken from now,  I will realize again that he is still a baby! And maybe in the years to come I will still have the same feeling?

I hope I made sense and I was able to put into words what I mean. Time hops. 

Photocredit: mamanyc.net

Mommy Sentiments

Usually, my day is almost over after dinner. Dishes washed and it is almost sleeping time. This is the time for cuddling, kids can play for a while before drinking milk and brushing teeth. My husband and I always enjoy watching them. We say to each other that Kirsten is our last baby. This is the last time we are watching a beautiful 2 year old baby. They grow up really fast! My boy is turning 7 this year. Often times I have flashbacks of my son’s birthday through the years. First year, party held in our house. Second birthday at the park. Third birthday when we gave him all Disney cars die cast collections. Fourth birthday was little get together with some friends (McDonalds, Chuckecheese),Fifth birthday was spent in Discovery Cube Orange County. Sixth birthday had a little party at our new home. And I intend to remember each birthfday of my kids throughout the years. I know I may have lapse of memory someday, but I believe the heart will never forget. It will always remember. So right now, we cherish. It is that moment when you stare at your little ones’ faces that make long lasting memories for the heart. I barely recall how my son looks like when he was 2 like his sister, but the feelings at those moments are still so vivid. I know the feeling at each stage or milestone of their lives. From the time I first met them (had c-sections for both) until the present. No matter how it can get exhausting as a stay at home mother, I know this moment will only be here now. I do not want to miss a thing. I will treasure each memory in my heart.

Mommy Says

When she was still conceiving the baby, she felt all the signs of being pregnant. It was really uncomfortable. A lot of things going on inside and outside her. Hormones, mood swings, bigger appetite, bigger body,  nauseous all the time, can’t eat or drink some food, can’t sleep well, itchy tummy, itchy body, swollen feet, aching backs….

Then she says, “Oh, I can’t wait for my baby to be born!”

When the baby was born, it was a different challenge. A lot of adjustments, first time for everything as a parent, learning new things about the baby, spending majority of her time caring for the infant, sleepless nights…

Then she says, “Oh, I can’t wait for my baby to be bigger. A toddler sounds fun.”

When her baby became a toddler, it was physically challenging. Mommy had to run after the baby. Toddler is very active and so as the mom. She should be. She had to make sure her baby is safe all the time.

Then she says “Oh I can’t wait for my baby to start school.”

The child started going to school. The mom felt much better and more relaxed. Until there were different challenges. She needed to focus on teaching her child especially independence, discipline, and other things. Her baby is growing fast. She needed to make sure he grows up to be a well rounded person who can survive and thrive in life.

The child went to grade school, to high school, then eventually her child left for College. More and more, the mommy felt she was losing her child. The child became an adult, all grown up and more independent. He was creating his own life, his own future. He was ready to soar high.

Later on, her child had to marry. This is it. This is his own life. The mommy was thinking. Time quickly passed by. What else was there for her? She is done with her job. More time for herself. More time alone with her husband. More time to reminisce the past.

Then she says, “Oh I miss my child. I wish he is still a baby….”

Inspired by a tiring day. by demanding children. Dedicated to my children.