Unlike our last weekend, we wake up rather early this Sunday hoping to still catch some rays. Our little munchkin is again flashing his toothless smile and we just need to celebrate. His fever has subsided, his stuffy nose about to clear up. Oh, thank you, dear Lord.
“And whoever exalts himself will be humbled, and he who humbles himself will be exalted.”
– Mathew 23:12
He cannot say sorry personally. But he made it a point to get the message across by writing his thoughts on a paper. He was not aware though that I have forgiven him before his message reached me.
We are very much alike. We oftentimes conceal our emotions and prefer to speak through our pens. We are very much alike. Perhaps, because he is my son and I am his mother.
I love you, son. And yes, you are always forgiven.
We are not rich. There are a number of times that we prioritize what to pay first, even disregard those that can wait, and most often set aside our own needs just so to provide for the boys.
It’s only husband who works for the family while I am left at home to look after the three boys and now our new born baby. Aside from the daily cleaning and cooking, I am also in charge of the weekly marketing and helping the boys with their school works. Husband helps with the ironing of clothes. Getting the services of a house help will surely add up to our expenses, thus we do the cleaning ourselves. Even the boys share some household responsibilities. I know they would want to complain sometimes, wondering why they need to work at home while their classmates could play COC all day on weekends. But because they are courteous and responsible, they would rather keep to themselves their displeasure or perhaps, even resentment.
Congratulations, Big Bunso!
A weakling named Greg Heffley narrates his struggles in middle school through his Diary of a Wimpy Kid. With already nine books in the series, and two additional books: a movie diary and a do-it-yourself, the Diary of a Wimpy Kid is my big Bunso’s first book collection. He started collecting Jeff Kinney’s works two years ago. He chanced upon the first among the series in our bookshelf. Since then, he has become interested in the life story of Greg. He would request for a new copy whenever he hears its release.
This semester, he became part of his school’s honors list. I completed his collection and bought the remaining four books. Now, he is a proud collector of all 11 Diary of a Wimpy Kid books. And just before sleeping, he would always read a few pages. He would even share his books with his two older brothers.
Making up for lost time.
Firstborn into soccer
From afar, I could see that Firstborn is enjoying his soccer class. He smiles as he kicks the ball, high-fives with team members, and claps every time their team makes a goal. He chats with new friends during the water break and observes each player in the field. A summer activity made possible because this mother has time for her kids now.
Saturday was the day when husband and I were the proudest. We have two boys who kept going up and down the stage to receive academic distinction and inter-school achievement awards. Though the program was rather long, it didn’t take the smile off our face. Thank God the weather was also very cooperative. Everything the students practiced for five days wasn’t put to waste. And everything we sacrificed and gave as parents were all worth it.
That was my Firstborn’s Facebook status. He sounded excited for that day’s tomorrow. And this mother prepared something for her binatilyo.
1. believing in health is wealth
Though very cliche, still health is wealth. After our breakfast, we visited our favorite pedia. The boys got their second dose shots to protect them against pneumonia, hepatitis a, diphtheria, tetanus, and pertussis.
Vaccines do save lives, but most children do not like shots — my boys included. Our pedia visit wasn’t a pleasing one, especially for Firstborn who cried after receiving the vaccinations. The terrifying injection made him all gloomy throughout the trip to the hotel (where we checked in for the night). He simply could not accept that he needed the booster vaccine on his birthday.
Congratulations, boys! You very well deserve the recognition as all of you gave your best for the school year 2013-2014. We, your parents, are so blessed to have you as our children.
Congratulations, Big Bunso
April 1, 2014
It has always been your perseverance and your belief in your ability that lead you to your success. You always walk that extra mile and so sweet of you to always think of your mama as your inspiration.
Thank you for your dedication to learn more.
Congratulations, Second son
March 31, 2014
I like this quote.
Luck is what happens when preparation meets opportunity.
I am certainly not belittling my son. Never will I do that. I just find the power of the force working alongside my boy that he is able to reach his goals. More than good luck though, he truly and deeply works hard to be at his place. He is his class’ first honors and recipient of six academic excellence awards.
March 27, 2014
I thank the Lord for giving us a responsible Firstborn. He excels in class, and just this Wednesday he got a bronze medal for being Grade Five’s top three. He also brought home a Best in Civics award.
I often tell myself that should Firstborn focus more on his studies, he would have been his class’ first honors. He has the ability to be one. He has such an analytical mind. He uses his imagination to run through how some things may play out. He has the focus if he wants to. It is just that most of the time, he prefers to chill out.
And then, when we went on stage to receive his recognition, I had my realization. I don’t know if it’s too late for me to have that realization but still, I’m happy that I was able to recognize a fact about my son.
Firstborn is one carefree person. He is full of love and happiness. I need not push him too hard as he might have the tendency to rebel or meet neither success nor happiness. He is moved by his love and of that interests him. He needs not absorb everything as this might defeat his true identity.
I’ve seen how he reacted when he had those medals. He was very happy.. and proud! He glanced back at me so he could remember my smile. And he couldn’t wait to show to his papa his medals. Because it has always been love and happiness that push him to act.
As for this mother, I am now at ease to know that my Firstborn is one playful son with great intelligence. I am confident that with all these achievements, he will be able to know his strengths and realize who he is becoming through the process.