I am gonna wipe this one now and not a bit sad for erasing my son's hand print, because tomorrow and I'm sure, many days after that, there will be more prints like this that sure to bring joy in my day.
I am thankful for so many things in my life. Mostly, I am thankful for this once in a lifetime chance at motherhood. To be Mommy to Yllac brings so much love, joy and reward. Motherhood is my greatest blessing.
I am thankful for finding love and to be married to a generous, kind, patient man. Jayson is the love of my life. These two - they mean the whole world to me.
I am thankful for my family. Family - such a loaded word don't you think? It implies so much. It means warmth, love, acceptance and security. All that anyone could crave for. And I have that now. And I am forever grateful.
Happy Thanksgiving folks! What are you thankful for?
How's your Christmas shopping going? So far so good? Not good? You're going crazy now? Oh you'll get there...
Me? I am done with my shopping for myself. And looks like I am Christmas shopping for summer. This mama has got to shop for herself first early October and consider that a Christmas shopping in order to shop for everyone else. And that is my strategy. If I am happy, then shopping for the rest of my people will be as happy and good as well. So I ogled at Target's Clearance sale, morning, noon and night and finally narrowed down my picks to these wonderful items that fits my budget and style. Here's the breakdown:
All I want for Christmas are these. And all of these except the sweater from Mossimo were on 70-80% discount final sale. I know, I know, you hate me now because for under 70$ (2,700php) I am taking home two dresses, two skirts, a sweater, a huge colorful purse and a necklace this Christmas : THE happiest season of the year ever. I am doing it in style, it doesn't even hurt.
Anyway, I just wanna say, online shopping works best for me. Especially when I am shopping for clothes. All I have to do is put my trust on the customers reviews. I like that I can see all the choices on my computer screen. I love that I can compare the prices right away and don't get distracted. I miss shopping in a real store, but I don't have the luxury for that since becoming a Mom. Trying on clothes with a kid attached to you isn't exactly like The Sweetest thing dressing room scene. Trust me, it's not. These days, when I peek my head to ask Jayson how I look, it's either He's not there or Yllac is beaming mad at me or Yllac is playing with the curtain. But who wants to try on clothes with the door opening and closing right? Now that I brought it up, it's pretty cool to think that Its been two years since I've been in a fitting room. Hmmmm. Fascinating.
So going back to my question. How's your Christmas shopping going so far? Do you like to shop months early or you like to go with the giddy crowd and shop weeks or days before Christmas? And I am just curious, when was the last time you were in a dressing room?...
Yup!...my fave shoes at the moment. It's red, comfy with its 2 inch heels and the strap on the ankles makes it oh so sexy. You can dress it up or down. Definitely an investment piece. At least in my opinion. Wore this shoes for the second time last Friday with pants and a basic stripe tee and wrapped myself a thin red scarf to match the heels. Can't wait to wear this again with a dress.
...eat where there is a balloon vendor and sit where your toddler can see it.
So we had a great breakfast this morning. c",) Thank you for asking. We finished everything without horking the food down and without taking turns on who's gonna run after Yllac. A good breakfast is a sign of a good day ahead right? We'd like to keep the peace so we took one balloon home hoping it will do its trick each and every meal.
It's the most beautiful song of my life. My lullaby.
Sing with me? --- Little boy, when you speak I can't help but kiss your cheeks I love the way you grab my hands And tell me all about your plans
Rocket high, comets fly You and I could hitch a ride And fly away to Neverland And give our best to Peter Pan
When you reach for the stars Don't forget who you are And please don't turn around And grow up way too fast See the sand in my grasp From the first to the last Every grain becomes a memory of the past Oh, life's an hourglass Life's an hourglass
Story's read, prayer is said Close your eyes, sleepyhead While angels linger in your dreams And hold you in their feathered wings
Just like you, I was small Not that long ago at all I wish you all the happiness That God gives freely if you ask
When you reach for the stars Don't forget who you are And please don't turn around And grow up way too fast See the sand in my grasp From the first to the last Every grain becomes a memory of the past Oh, life's an hourglass Life's an hourglass Life's an hourglass
Beautiful isn't it? What's your song right now? Share us yours please...
A few weeks ago Yllac wanted to chase these stray puppies. I stopped him. So he cried and it broke my heart. So yeah, I did what any good mother would do. I let him go and let him ran after them. Anyway he ended up crying again because he didn't get near any of them, not even close. Poor puppies, so terrified of my little boy. If only Koffy was here....Oh gosh, we miss you Koffy.
I've been thinking about the past years of my life lately. I am pretty surprised how much I changed. How different I have become. I am 32, a wife and a mother. But I know everything just didn't sneak up on me. I grew up pretty slow. Taking up responsibility was a slow process for me. But the good thing is, I got there. I still dread paying bills and doing a weekly budget plan will always be tricky but I am doing them like an adult. Like on-time-and-not-a-day-late-adult. I am amazed at this whole growing up thing, even when you are already grown. You know what I mean? I admit I still am silly at cooking and I prefer cake over vegetables but like every morning when Yllac wakes me up and smiles at me, and hug me and slap my butt like a bongo drums, my mind automatically think of breakfast we can both share. We make cereal with milk and a slice of egg pie. We sometimes go back to bed and eat our breakfast there and I'll have a crazy realization that I am doing the same thing with my parents when I was young. For some reason, splitting my food with Yllac, or peeling off the grapes skin before I give it to him seems so adult and parental. The simplest of things like reading to Yllac, or scooping him up when he falls and hush him when he starts to cry, or making the bed, or making a grocery shopping list, doing house repairs, talking to Jayson over the phone when he's at work telling each other our days and paying bills and carrying Yllac on my hips while I prepare something in the kitchen feels like a responsible thing I do now. They are simple things but it comes off naturally and it brings peace and joy knowing I do them now because I am a mother and I have a family of my own. Ten years ago all of these seems strange and impossible. And these are the simple things that smacks me in the face that says, you're an adult parent Denise! ADULT!
It's weird because it felt like it happened so fast, and so right...being married and being a Mom. I wonder if this is exactly what everybody feels towards growing up. Or maybe this is just a little part of growing up. The disbelief that we are growing up. Maybe decades from now, id be blowing my 90th birthday cake and still think how the heck is it possible that I am 90 years old. The same feeling of, I just found out we were pregnant and now Yllac is turning two! , and it was 2004 when Jayson and I first talked again since high school and now we're soon celebrating our 5th wedding anniversary. Amazing how time flies by. Jayson and I, we were just high school classmates, we were 25, now we are Mom and Dad. It all goes by so quickly. I guess the trick is to grasp everything, live in the moment, keep all the beautiful memories and tuck it away in the safest place of your heart and take them out when you need it. Time is fast but it also makes a lot of wonderful memories. And that's what I like most about time - memories. Lots and lots and lots of memories.