Missed this once again as I had a work-related training on the same date. I am wistful that I keep on missing out on these important events but I am trying to convince myself that whatever I am doing for work, I am doing for their future. Such are the woes of working mothers like me 😦
Anyway, her daddy went her and I could see that she had fun! It was exciting that the school prepared a different kind of itinerary for them, which is not the usual field trips for preschoolers. This one seemed like a true learning experience. They went kite flying, watched a puppet show then went to a famous (kind of expensive) indoor theme park.
I was hard pressed not to cry as our whole family watched this beautiful animated film:
For most of us, family really comes first. But there are times when we want something so badly that we are willing to sacrifice them in order to reach our personal desires. And like me, sometimes love of family entails sacrifices so you can provide for them. No matter the circumstances, these challenges only make you love them even more because the sacrifices and the hardships make them even more meaningful after you’ve conquered them. Does this make sense? I know it does.
Oh, and this is Maxine’s first movie experience. She was so excited, and we had to keep her from going around. It’s a good thing we watched the first show and there was not a lot of people yet. Midway through the movie, we had to subdue her and she fell asleep! Haha. But I loved having her around. No more taking turns staying outside the cinema to keep her company.
There are times when you don’t know whether to laugh and cry at the same time. Watching your two-year old start school is one of them. Our bunso entered the educational system much younger than her three-year old ate, and in so many ways, much more baby-er. She’s more into play than actual learning but that’s okay.
Some may judge us for apparently “pressuring” her to be in school so early. But…I just want to relaxed, learning environment for my baby, and who could argue with that. Better than being at home the whole day glued to the TV or gadgets if she gets tired with her toys, while we are at work and her sister is in school. What’s so bad about three hours in school with kids her age, and a licensed professional overseeing her? It’s not like she’s asked to produce top grades or anything like that.
Just a very proud moment for us. There were no tears, no separation anxiety. I was expecting a little tantrum or she would cling to me when I hand her over to teacher. It was crazy that I was sad that she was willing to let go. Haha.
My independent baby.
Maxine had her first haircut last weekend. Thank God that there are establishments today that cater to very, very specific needs, such as salons for babies and kids. Part of their training is handling malikot kids. While it was not easy, it was manageable. The cars and toys really help a lot in calming down kiddos.
And looking back at this blog post years ago, Ate Mischa also had her first haircut at 22 months, just like Maxine now! What a coincidence! And they look kinda the same after that first cut.
Someone just lost a tooth.
I thought that it would be a little dramatic but glad that the pulling of the first milk tooth was uneventful. The said tooth has been moving little by little since the weekend. Mischa, her dad and I were even making plans of either bringing her to the dentist, or just tying a long, clean piece of thread, wrapping it around the offending tooth, and her dad taking it out. But we didn’t have do any of that as the tooth cleanly broke off while she was having an after school snack.
Hay, more signs of her growing up.
With tears just beneath my lids (lol), I sent off this not-so-little-girl to the big school on her very first day. The place was teeming with moms, grandmas, yayas and other eager and excited family members who may be experiencing more separation anxiety than the kids, this writer included! But as she seems to be okay, left her, said so many prayers, and hoped for the best. It’s been about two weeks since then, and she seems to be thriving.
Except for the early, ungodly waking hours, that is. But the school bus arrives very early so we really have no choice. Reminds me of my school girl days, but then again, my school was quite far.
Sigh, don’t grow up too fast, baby girl. You look so dalaga na.
Our baby just celebrated her half year birthday last Saturday. I arrived just in time from a business trip.
And what better way to celebrate than having her eat solids for the first time! Yay! We noticed that she has been eyeing us curiously during meal times, and she would follow our movements as we lift our spoons and forks to our mouths. Now she can finally join us at the dining table.
Ate Mischa did the honor of giving her her first bites.