We have been having a lot of car trouble of late despite shelling out quite a large sum for its maintenance just this summer. We got to face the fact that the car is old, and must be suffering from joint pains to probably diabetes, Parkinsons, high cholesterol levels, etc. Maybe one of these days, it will suffer a stroke and just break down in the middle of nowhere. It is time for it to retire. But the bottomline is: we can’t afford just yet to buy a new one.
However, I am glad someone got a new set of wheels last weekend (it was Fathers’ Day but the day still belonged to her).
You don’t know how happy I am with this contraption. What a diversion from spending all her time indoors! Although very energetic, the little girl must have inherited from me the inclination to be a homebody and do things on our own. She would go out on our yard but will hardly venture when we try to take her out for a walk around the neighborhood. This bike will give her the opportunity to get fresh air instead of being cooped up inside the house, and see other kids at play. Though I don’t dream of her being outside all the time, it would do her a lot of good to be acquainted with and eventually be friends with these kids/
Enjoy, kiddo, but be careful.
This is only the second time that Mischa got a haircut. The first was just before she turned two, and now that she just turned four. Maybe it will become a biennial thing. Which is good, considering the steep price for a kid’s haircut nowadays. Or maybe next time, I’ll do it myself.lol
She looks cuter with her new look but I was afraid she was going to have an issue with it considering almost all of her classmates have long tresses. I think she did the first day she went back to school, but of course, she didn’t tell me.
Sayang din her hair but as I continually reassure her, it will definitely grow back so she can have long hair again.
Sometimes I am so afraid of leaving you alone in this world. I know that sooner or later, you have to toughen up as you already have one foot inside the real world when you entered school. If there is one more reason my heart keeps on breaking whenever I think about the baby we lost, it is my failure to give you an ally for life. I know that most times, you can entertain yourself and can happily play alone. But it must get lonely sometimes, what with being surrounded by adults most of the time, who I’m sure would not “get” you sometimes. I can see that you have a hard time trying to figure out how to make friends at school because you simply are not used to other kids your age. I wish I could intervene but this time, it is up to you. Young as you are, I hope you make the right choices.
So this is how it feels to be a full-time mommy. I am very fulfilled and contented. While I still grieve a little over the loss of my unborn child, I am now thankful for the time that the miscarriage has provided me. Despite going through that, God has given me the opportunity to spend quality time with my panganay. This week up until the next, I bring her to school and back. The timing is kind of ironic but I am taking it nonetheless as it is the first week of school so I get to be with Mischa as adjusts.
I am glad she is past beyond tugging at hands to stay with her as she goes off to class, and gone are the tantrums. Hooray for the big girl! Right from day 1, she bravely went on her own pulling at her trolley bag. Those summer classes really seemed to help.
When I pick her up after school, I am always rewarded with a big grin and a wave as she beams at me. As soon as she reaches me, there is the constant excited chatter about her day. Such a far cry from her Nursery days in another school. So glad we transferred her.
I will certainly miss this when I get back to work towards the end of June. I have temporarily gone from manager with makeup, high heels, bag to “nanny” in flats, fresh powder and small purse. I am loving every moment! If only there is a way for me to earn while being a full- or part-time mom.
Mischa absolutely loved this gift she got from one of her Ninong’s friends. One it is pink, this season’s color in our household, and two, it is full of girly things. Perfect combination for a little miss. Now, she’s spending hours in front of it, playing pretend.
The little girl starts school tomorrow as a Kinder 1 pupil. Yay! It’s the start of another chapter in our little family’s life. I am pinning high hopes that this will be a totally different, and a lot better journey for her and for us.
Anyway, school stuff are ready, too. I hope I am not forgetting anything what with all the excitement and anxieties we went through this summer. I am glad all school supplies are taken cared of by the school (included in the miscellaneous fees we paid) so that’s less of a task for me to complete. That left me with books to cover and label.
Well I am glad I found iStickers online. Aren’t they cute?
Mischa loves them. I was looking for ones in Barbie, which as you can probably see in my last posts, that they are her current favorite. I take this as a sign of maturity as she is slowly outgrowing her baby favorites, Barney and Dora. It’s all Barbie and Mickey and friends nowadays. So I’m glad Booths Republic has the lovable mouse. They’re very easy to deal with, and ordering was a no-nonsense affair. I chose a design, made a deposit then received the goods in three days time. I wished, though, that it was kinda faster. But all’s well. They seem to be made of quality materials, look waterproof, and doesn’t look like they can easily be taken off. Plan on ordering them for Christmas to be given away to the nieces, nephews and godchildren.
I posted on Facebook how thankful I am to the Lord for giving me the greatest gift I received that came in a 7.2-pound package four years ago. Babies certainly grow too fast. One minute she was this tiny thing, the next, well, you never know. I pray to God that she is always safe, away from harm, healthy, and basically, good.
Happy, happy birthday my dearest! I love you forever. I will do everything in my power to make sure you live a life of comfort and peace. I may not always win, sometimes you will stumble, and I assure you that I will always be here. Thank you for being the reason I wake up every morning. As long as I have you, and we are together, happiness and contentment will fill my heart. You heard of the words “bundle of joy” whenever they refer to a baby? That is such an understatement when it comes to you. I have never known joy before I met you, anak. You completed my being. Not only were you born that fateful morning of June 6th, but I was reborn myself. I became a completely different person, and for that, thank you.
I hope you will always be happy.