Life with a grade schooler: graduation

Today, you had your graduation from your after school.

It was leagues more special than your school graduation itself.

All the previous teachers who left the after school either joined in person or online in the “graduation event” that your after school made just for you. They also presented you with handmade gifts and wrote messages on your yearbook. Even the teachers who already left the after school were able to write in their own handwriting on your yearbook. Which meant they made the effort go to the school to write on the book in addition to actually joining your small party.

As a mother, I am so so so happy to know that you are so much loved.

I am very thankful.

New Year’s Day 2025

Happy that after several years, after having our Hatsuhinode, I could finally attend choir practice for New Year’s Day Mass and not be late at actual mass (NOT that it meant I sang perfectly haha).

Hatsuhinode (sunrise from 6:53am). Sacred Heart Cathedral. St Ignatius Church (Sophia University campus).

Tokyo meet up with friends from Houston and hearty conversations.

And a good New Year’s Day dinner at home. Well done, Day 1❣️

Plus cardio load/zone minutes/calories burned are doing great with all the walking from dawn.

Mommy, you’re so beautiful!

It’s Saturday morning and we all slept late. You, always the last to wake up every morning, was even the first one who woke up first. We had a late breakfast and then I started to do the house chores.

I was walking around, carrying some laundry, put it down the sofa, then I pulled up my hair with my hand, trying to remember what I was planning to do next. Then you spoke up;

Mommy, you look soooo beautiful!

You said it with so much awe in your eyes and you looked beaming with pride that I almost felt embarrassed, feeling I don’t deserve such a compliment. Especially since I haven’t even washed my face yet nor had I even brushed my hair.

Thank you my dearest. I am ever grateful for you.

life with a kindergartener: slightly not fun

As we walked toward the bus stop, I asked you how was your day. With twinkling eyes and a beautiful smile, you said it was such a fun day today at daycare.

And I smiled back, thankful that you enjoyed your day with friends.

But you suddenly said, that somehow, it was slightly less fun.

Concerned, I asked you why.

Hugging my arm tightly, and looking up at me with those round, expressive eyes, you said, “it would have been more fun if I were with you”.

You melt my heart baby.

baby diaries: 5

Mom friends at the office are organising a small get together this Friday in celebration of our motherhood. Five years. You’re five. I’ve been a mother for five years. Somehow it feels so surreal as it feels like it was just yesterday that you were kicking inside my tummy. Now YOU’RE the one asking for a baby boy inside MY tummy (tall order, little one). 

Five. Truth be told, I feel (and know) I’m very far from being the perfect Mom. Sometimes, I feel like I’m so hard and strict on you. But I’m learning by the day little love, and you are teaching me too. 

I love your laughter. And your tight hugs. And your sweet kisses (which are sometimes too wet!). And your thoughtfulness. And your empathy. At your tender age of 4, you have comforted me several times, patting my back and my head. In those times, I have only gratitude – thankful of how God has made you and how He is honing you for the future He has planned for you. 

During bath time this evening, I asked you what’s your birthday wish. You had an easy answer – love, laughter (you demonstrated it too). 

With that kind of birthday wish, I’d say I am a blessed Mom. 

Grow up well, Anak. We wish you beauty inside and out, love, passion, a faithful soul, and a kind heart.