Ironies of being a first-time Mom

Because the days are long but the years are so short. This phase can be the happiest, most wonderful and rewarding, yet the loneliest, most tiring and terrifying, ever.

1. You’re always tired, but your heart is full.

2. You have all these wonderful plans to do, cook, decorate, create, etc, but you just seem not to have the time and/or energy to do it (or even start).

3. You have always wanted a twinning-mom-and-baby photoshoot, pero ayaw niya (huhuh).

4. You’ve always advocated for Tamang Kain, No Screentime, All healthy/ organic/ hypo-allergenic/ fortified/ enriched with Vit. C yada yada, but there would be difficult days when you’ll let everything loose just because. (And the true irony is, that’s okay).

5. You dreamed of the day when you can finally wear your pre-pregnancy clothes again, but it really (heartbreakingly) doesn’t come.

6. Your child has done something considered not very good, but you are the one who feels guilty. (WELL, YOU ALWAYS FEEL GUILTY)

7. You remind yourself with positive, reassuring words on a daily basis just to keep you going, but the guilt is there to stay.

8. You have wanted to do it all for the baby, document everything, and be with the baby all the time, panicking that you may have missed important milestones (and developing more guilt in the process), but deep inside, you desperately seek for company and help.

9. You always remind yourself that your child is still adjusting to this whole new world, comforting her that everything is and will be all right, but it’s as scary as hell for you, as well.

10. You wish for free time, quiet time, and me time, but the best time for you is still when you are with your little fam.

And yes, I know, there are a lot more. Being a first-time Mom is a constant battle between selflessness and selfishness; of prioritizing your child’s needs above all else, but also wishing and taking a time out because you also have your own needs to be taken care of. Nemo dat quod non habet. You can’t give what you don’t have.

But the greatest irony, I think, is us trying so hard to follow others’ standards of what “good’ motherhood” is as we see on tv or social media, but we are- and have always been- the perfect Mom to our little ones.

So just keep on going. You’re the best, no matter what. 🌻

We have a three, Daddy!

And the tales of terrific threes (those little ladies who have the face of a baby but an attitude of a teenage drama queen) begin.

But to be honest, this is my favorite season of raising my Ella, so far. She still smells like a baby and clings to me demandingly all the time, but she is becoming her own little person each day. She’s very curious, smart, outspoken, and brave- qualities that totally amuse and amaze us. She still stammers while telling stories, but I completely adore the way she seeks for words as well as in her determination to convey what she wants to say. Having her this way is like having a needy, sweet, talkative best friend, who always looks up on you (figuratively and literally), believes in you no matter how epic your fails are, and loves you like you deserve all the love this world has to offer. And that bursts my heart every time I look at her and remember I’m her mother.

And so, for her 3rd birthday, I couldn’t let anything- even the quarantine- take away what she wanted for her “party”. Whenever we asked her about her birthday, she would always tell us that she liked Hello Kitty. So we did everything in our power (and within what’s considered “legal” this GCQ) to give her heart’s desires.

Just like her other birthday parties (you can read about them here and here), this gathering is always a celebration of our families’ love to baby Ella. They’ve always lent a hand on making the preparations easier, and their presence is what made Ella very happy and feel important on her special day.

Happy, happy birthday Anak! Mahal na mahal ka namin! ❤

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