The Game of Catching Up

Moms, we are in constant push and pull when it comes to appointments and commitments. Playing catch up is a normal theme among us. Today, I write this waiting for the daughter to be done with her therapy. She does this on weekends. That is occupational therapy and speech therapy. The past days I’ve been

Moms and the busy word

  I attended today a parent meeting for the upcoming Family day at school where my 7 years old daughter go. I was late because of headache and laundry and my youngest child’s tantrums and my husband’s still not done with work and my own paper at school due. When I arrived, the parent attendees

Battling Mouth Sores

it’s very difficult for a parent to nurse a sick child. It breaks our heart and makes us swear never to go drunk for a year, which in my case have been 3 years.  Mothers always appear to be in control on tough times but deep inside, it freaks the hell out of us when a

[Quote me] Giggle

Life is a comedy show, but you have to laugh for you to know.  

Unconditional it is

My daughter has GDD; in simple terms, she is way behind her development in more than 2 levels. It has been a struggle for me to explain that, even to my own family. I also did not want them to look at Blyf and feel pity. It’s my prayer that Blyf be treated like every

Bringing therapy home

With the recent mosquito infestation here, I feel bad seeing Blyf taking all the biting and scratching. She’s by far the mosquitoes’ favorite. Tuesdays and Thursdays are her therapy days. This is so because STAC (Stimulation and Therapeutic Activity Center), a locally funded facility for children that needed more than just a classroom exposure, cannot

Milk and Dairy Products causes Autism?

I have at least 4 acquaintances who has/fear their child to have autism. This does not include those who did not have the time to share them to me. Why’s that? I often wonder if it’s becoming prevalent because it’s now widely diagnosed? or it being widely spread bringing awareness. Today, I stumbled upon this

The best three years of our lives- Blyf turns 3!

We asked God for Blyf, just like I asked God for a good husband. I conceived her not believing that I was, I thought it was just nausea and upset stomach. I had difficulty realizing that I have a uterus and that my ovaries where functioning, after-all. Lucky for us, it only took us a

My Little BFF

This will be the last of her therapy session with Gladys. Said they would be replaced with new people, courtesy of the new Mayor. I sure hope these new people will be as competent as the old. I sure will miss the old staff. Blyf came out of the room looking totally cute like this.

Multitasking? Easy!

This is how to watch TV and play hide n seek at once! On your own. Then, I heard Finn, “Celebrate with me for my unmarriage”. My almost 3 yr old was oblivious. Is this cartoon show for kids, for real?

To Fend For Herself

Blyf woke up very late today! We went downstairs for breakfast. I prepared her bread to start off, then Ate Remy cooked her hotdog. Upon seeing the hotdog, she grabbed a chair and sat down because Mommy did not bother to give her a chair.

Mornings Can Never Be This Awesome

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