The Art Of Putting My Baby To Sleep...

First of all, HI you! 

Second of all, I know I am gonna sound so dumb, but whatever, tell me again, is it Friday today? Because I cannot fathom how did Monday to Thursday come and go just like that. Like a snap and BAM it's Friday. It's confusing, but I love it. Well that's motherhood to you. The only day you remember is the day and time you get to sit and breathe and eat a bar of chocolate and think "what day is today?" and regret not eating a nice healthy breakfast, only to finish the whole bar like a marathon race.... I mean, it's crazy, I am beat. I am behind in what's happening in the world. Google Reader is shutting down? Why? But all i know is that, on the 4th of July (Pilipinas time, not Filipinas time), Yllac and me made some fancy bite size pancakes. That was yesterday. I took some photos but I cannot promise when I can share it here. Yah know, it's a mom thing. Blogging and motherhood, there's just no way for me right now to balance those two. I mean, you forgive me if I say, blogging can wait...right? I am willing to sacrifice a nap. Not always, but since I have a chocolate running through my veins now, so blog away. Someday, I will make it possible to continue this privilege of being a stay-at-home-mom and embrace blogging gracefully.

Anyway, Yllac is a dreamboat. He's my dreamboat of a toddler boy. He's sweet and cute and all that. He makes me forget about just anything else in this world, because, just like what I told you, he's a dreamboat. He's into jumping too. Lots of it. He's my baby kangaroo these days. And am a tell yah, baby kangaroos are tricky to sit and follow around. Yesterday, he dunked his big ol' head inside my purse, walked around with a bag on his head and sceamed mama! mama! while hopping. I am so overjoyed because of this child - mine and Jayson's lovechild. I want more of them. I want 12 of them. 

So here's the fun part of my life every night. yep! you heard me right! This happens every night. 

We share our bed with these two - Emo ( is it me, or Elmo is giving 10 different facial expressions here?) and Keekee Maw. Yllac likes them. He tucks them and sing to them, kisses them and rubs them and feed them. Sometimes he wrestles them and throw them off the bed. But most of the time, he loves these two. Three days ago, I had a dream. I was on the backseat of our car beside Yllac. Emo was driving and Keekee Maw singing Metallica. The only thing missing is Yayeebee and Jayson. That dream was perfect. Every night I feel like collapsing from exhaustion. But it was the good kind of exhaustion where it gives you a good long sleep. It was the kind of sleep where you cannot recall the exact time you finally drift off. It was good. You wake up the next day with a full tank of good sleep that keeps your engine running fine throughout the day. Some days over here can be very silent except Yllac making happy noise. He's singing and babbling things I sometimes do not understand. Two days ago, he came running to me and said, " mama, keemaw, keemaw, keekeemaw, keekeemaw". So we rescued keekeemaw under our bed. Yllac makes me so happy. If the highlight of your day is rescuing kekemaw, happiness isn't that difficult to find. Yah know what I mean? When I was young, I used to think I was happy. I am exhausted now, but happy and enjoying my life. It's like, I am literally sleeping with a smile on my face. Because who wouldn't be smiling sleeping next to a beautiful toddler and keekeemaw and emo? Tell me, who wouldn't? 

Happy Friday folks! I wish you a good sleep too.