On raving kids

My four year old boy has been constantly raving, like there’s no tomorrow. His little body is filled with unlimited energy that i have yet to find the source. However, recently he is slightly calmer than usual since implementing the crafts time and treats board. Is it really getting better because in few months time he’s gonna be five? FIVE! How fast time goes when you are really busy, Oh yes dammit I am busy tending on every needs, tantrums, rants, crankiness and tears. But with sorrow comes laughter and happiness.

Then I knew its too good to be true when the why’s made their way back,, the too much talking, the attitude and the temper. My boy, answers back when I try to tell him off and weasels his way out when he feels he is in trouble. How easy it was when he was a baby, when all he could do was eat..sleep..and..poop. But with the doom and gloom of parenting comes good days too. He is interested in various things, especially MATH, which almighty creator I’m really bad at. He understands the concept of more than and less than which is so cool. He is also interested in science and we are introducing The neverhood which he is so keen in learning, he is so fascinated in solving every puzzle in it. 

I remember before the school breaks for their kerstvakantie (christmas break) they were asked to bring a toy in school, he could have chosen his robot or his car, or his trains but no! my boy chose his little microscope so he can show everybody how it works and to discover things in the garden. Boy i’m so glad i’m raising a potential geek.

I like all his innocent questions and convictions that every child in the area is his friend, and that they describe him in school as friendly and nice. But I feel sometimes I say too much NO to him that sometimes he just shuts off and there goes the temper, I am trying my very best to go easy on him but he was in a phase where he would ignore potential unbeneficial things and just do otherwise. These days, the raving died down a bit, I see more focus and less nagging. Let’s see, it’s still early days.

My 14 almost 15 months old toddler has a mind of her own, she climbs, climbs, climbs and climbs some more. You’ll think than once she falls she’ll learn but NO she never does, and does it again. My poor wee heart it leaps everytime I see her on top of the couch or on top of the goddamn slide (excuses for my potty mouth). But hey learning, it’s all part of it.

She recently discovered the art of tantruming, almighty father it is starting so early that I cannot even prepare for what’s to come. I am just starting to pick myself up and re energise myself from all the tantruming her brother had and now THIS?! What kind of sorcery is this? I cannot get my head around it just yet.

I’ve noticed that she is starting to talk and imitate sounds such as AJ when she is really pissed off me. Like when she wakes up in the morning instead of saying MOM im up she says AJ, AJ,, AAAAAAAJJJJJ! what a rude little girl, SMH..

She started saying dad, dada, yuya (for kuya, or big brother, in filipino), caaaar, papa(food), dodo(milk), mamam(water), nana(banana), AJ for when I’m in trouble, mom, mmmma(oma), tetek(to call for chickens, i blame Luke for this) and so much more. I cannot believe that she is so expressive of her feelings that she feels the need to tantrum and rave everytime. But you know, parenting we all have bad days and good days, these days are meh.

While some people kept on asking and comparing A to other kids, why she hasn’t started walkng yet, well kids has their own pace and at the moment she is more interested in talking and not walking. She is currently intersted in building Lego blocks, playing with trucks and trying to cook his dolls. She is trying to build up her self confidence which is really good and she is working hard to perfect the art of tantruming. 

So people before you say anything about my children, please please put yourselves on my shoe and welcome to my world.

And p.s to the person wwho kept calling my children names such as half breeds etc. Well these are the prettiest half breeds I know so before you say derogatory remarks about my children gosh I’m just lucky you are not the parents of these lovelies. πŸ˜€

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Happy birthday sweet pea.

October 12, 2017

Wageningen, NL


It’s been a year!


To my itty bitty darling,

I cannot believe it’s been a year already, from the moment you were born you held a valuable place in our hearts especially kuya’s. How protective is he of you, Β how crazy and how much he loves you, NO words can explain it. As for me a year since you were born has been the shortest and longest year thus far. In this year I have learned how to love a human being, a tiny tiny human being with the strongest impact and depth I have yet figured out. The moment they took you out of mommy’s belly until the moment we heard your furious crying (they woke you up) it clicked to us that you were the missing piece to complete the family puzzle.

The first few months were the toughest I was completely drained from all sorts of energy from breastfeeding to running around like a headless chicken sorting out kuya’s needs, your needs and the chores. But in every bump we encountered we managed to bounce back. And there it goes it became easier from then on.


With all these new chapters and milestones it must so happened that I love you more and I am loving you differently. It’s not that you are a delicate and not because you are a girl, but you are my last baby, in every firsts Β it will also be mommy’s lasts. I feel confident that as you grow our relationship and bond will flourish even more, NO matter how much challenges that gets in our way, nobody can tear us all apart, you have mommy, daddy and kuya and we got your back forever. Life will throw us a lot of challenges that’s for sure, but our love, my love will only become bigger as you develop your personality and character, Β as you grow to become the person you are to be someday, I grow with you too.


As you get bigger and become more aware of your surroundings, you explore everything and notice even the smallest detail you see. I hate it when you fall down and hit your face or head on something, but then I secretly kinda love it. . . not because you’re hurt but because I know that I’ll just get to hold you and cuddle you for a long time as you calm down. You don’t always slow down much, you are always on the go.


You are such a happy girl and have a smile that lights up the room.
We often say you smile with your eyes, it’s contagious.
You’re an easy go lucky baby but at the same time you know exactly what you want.
One of the best things about you is the love you give.

From your smiles to your hugs and kisses and best of all cuddles.
I can’t get enough of you.
You, my child are also FUNNY!
You are very aware of this.
You make crazy noises and when we laugh, you keep doing them.
You love attention and once you have it, you know how to keep it.
Then you laugh right along with us.
This is the case everywhere we go.

I hope that as you grow you also maintain to light up the room like the sky filled with stars.

We love you to the moon and back. Here’s to many more.

Happy 1st Birthday

Love x

Mom, Dad and Kuya


https://youtu.be/gZ1Trwaywms

Always ex-KAI-ted to see him

In my previous post I told you briefly about my other baby Kai. He is the most beautiful boy and he has a special place in our family. Mind you I’m super in love with this boy, super duper!

Kai has NKH (non ketotic hyperglycinemia), it is extremely rare and only affects 1 child in every 60,000 born. Nkh is caused by a defect in the genetic code machinery, so in short children with this disorder cannot break down the amino acid glycine. As we were taught in our science class in school amino acids are natural components of our baby. So since glycine is not broken down it then accumulates in the body,and glycine is a super important molecule in the brain  where it has various functions such as transmitting signals from one cell to another (brain cell). So since there is a build up of glycine, it disrupts the function of the brain.

Kai is a very special boy, he is very handsome, cheeky (as he takes his socks all the time), he makes those very cute noises that makes you say aah how adorable he is, he has the most ridiculous cheeks they are so cute if only I can bite and squeeze them! (I’m sorry Kai, I can’t help it), he has the most beautiful smile ever, his smile is heart melting.

If you have a spare change, if you can donate just a small amount,  if you can fundraise,  every little thing helps. So what if you don’t know them, so what if you haven’t met them, we can help and we can make a difference. It’s not a waste of help, it goes somewhere and that money we raise and donate goes to funding a cure for nkh.

These beautiful children deserves a bright future, and their future is in the horizon. Please donate and help us raise money to find a cure, think how beautiful Kai is and think the life he deserves, nobody deserves nkh, nobody deserves to suffer, not Kai, not anybody else.

http://www.teammikaere.com
http://fundnkhcure.com

Hardest and most amazing job ever!Β 

I know I posted few weeks ago that I miss my work. I still do, but the work I’m doing now is way harder than dispensing medication and calculating dosages. The work I am doing now can make or break someone’s future. Sometimes I can’t get enough sleep, or no sleep at all. Sometimes I can only eat 2 meals or sometimes no meal at all. I’m not skint or anything it’s just that I am very busy, the tasks I have to do, the chores I have to finish, on top of that my bosses need me to translate something,  interpret things, respond to constant demands. 

In school I manage to finish my bachelor’s alright, then moved on to my master’s with exceptional colours, going on to work, I have constant invitations for interviews and job prospects, but this I don’t understand, I finished all those hurdles in my life and never caved in, but this job I am doing now I am nearly crawling at the end of the day. It is so difficult that on a Monday I am already wishing and praying for Friday to come quick.

The hardest job is rewarding too. I can work from home and never have to wear my fancy work suit, I can wear my shirt and jeans, teach somebody, encourage somebody and get on with life. There are days when I feel like I am a teacher, teach the children, read books,  paint some pictures and mark their progress. There are days when I am the chef, I fulfill the food requests, teach them to bake, what’s healthy and beneficial for our well being. There are days when I am the driver, take them to places, show them around, teach them about places, anything we see in our surroundings and how much we can help to improve it and what are our responsibilities too. There are days when I am the health care provider, when they are sick, I diagnose and treat, and be the doctor they want me to be, I calculate the dosages and dispense it lovingly to my patients and be the pharmacist they need me be, I then move on to caring for them, fulfilling their needs, checking them round the clock and be the super nurse I have to be. There are days when I am the cleaner, cleaning after their mess, picking up bits and pieces. And much more.

Being a mother doesn’t stop from there, from being someone else, we are someone else all the time, we can be whatever we want may it be a driver, a doctor, a maid, a cook etc. But at the end of the day we are the mother and our role is much complex than what is perceived. We are the jack of all trades, we multi task and we are very adaptable with our working environment, we can work in extremely chaotic, catastrophic and crazy work environment and yet we do it with pride. We can keep calm even under extreme pressure. We have longer patience even with the constant tormenting. We are in command, we are the captain of our own vessels and yet no matter how high we think of ourselves these teeny crazy weenies are our bosses and we take their lead. 

We work more than 100 hrs per week, nothing to minimal wages, Monday to Sunday,  on call every night and no holiday until the foreseeable future. Regardless of all the exhaustion and craziness in the umpteenth time this is the most fulfilling job ever, as we get to see the milestones,  the day to day progress and we get to raise individuals who will learn to share the learnings we teach them.

I can say proudly I am a SUPER Mommy (and I don’t care what others think of that! πŸ–’πŸ–’πŸ–’πŸ–’πŸ–’

All of us are SUPER  MOMS in our own special ways!😘😘😘😘

Write soon xx

My Daredevils

Crazy as it sounds, I’m raising Daredevils.

My son, at age 2 has been going down the highest slopes in the skate park with his balance bike. Balance bike! He’s meant to be learning to cycle with it not jumping off or doing some exhibitions in the slopes.  Oh my heart, the first time he did it I was so scared I thought I would be needing my own oxygen tank.

Then he met a teenager in the same skate park weeks later and that boy let him use his penny board.. my son didn’t hesitate, he prowled in an instant,without skipping a heartbeat.oh my boy! He’s growing up too fast, way fast!

Farm parks are great, not only they burn the kids energy, it feeds the imagination,it encourages to become a super boy, with a super power, with unlimited energy, to test the limits, break rules and screaming fits. My gosh! He is only three and loves exploring the older children’s play areas, such as the really high slides, the death slides, the fast slides, and the vertical drops. My heart skips a bit or two every time!

He doesn’t fear anything! He is not worried if he grazes his knees or gets some bruising. If he has to, he will engage and explore, that’s what I like about experiences rather than toys,  with experiences we create memories with toys we teach them, we enjoy then after awhile they’re forgotten, because they’re fed up of playing with them. Memories will be with them forever, we take pictures, we bond and we communicate. Somehow we have this motto these days,” less toys the better”.

Our children’s learning curve are amazing, our sweet face girl recently discovered she can do 360 degrees regardless of being on her tummy or back. She has this perseverance and urge to explore. Very very strong willed like her brother. With our son as long as it doesn’t involve anything with spooky things he is willing to try. In fact in one of our walks he mentioned to his dad that he is bored at home because he’s been missing the fun and he’s not learning anything new, I guess that’s true, but I kept him at home not because he deserves isolation but because they had chickenpox. I suppose there’s no reasoning with a three-nager huh. It’s either your fault or his way.

Our little sweet pea tried the swings she didn’t look amuse but she likes the idea of being in there, she cried a bit then forgot about it. She tried the baby zip wire too just a really slow one, a baby slide,  the soft play..she enjoyed every bits of it. I’m glad she did, she was slightly overwhelmed but of course she’s only 5 months and everything is a bit of a shock, lots of colours, shapes, textures and patterns to see and feel.

These memories we are creating will be remembered until they become adults, the toys will only be there as long as they need it then will be forgotten.

Cheer up, the sun is shining, it’s a brand new day..to love and explore

Write soon 😘😘😘😘😘

Moana and chicken pox

So I guess we achieved another milestone, currently we are experiencing the wrath of chicken pox with the help of Moana. Yes! Moana is helping me to settle the grumpy children. Oh lordy! Β Another day, another phase, another sleepless night.

How am I gonna survive this ordeal, is beyond me. But to take it one step at a time, crawling, rolling and walking really slowly..God I’m tired but what to do but to pick up myself and carry on. My patience is slowly wearing out, please I need to borrow more patience, I really do.

At least Moana is cheering my boy up and he’s singing away ‘you’re welcome’.

But oh boy, he’s tormenting me with mom this, mom that, mooooooooooooommmmm.. oh gosh! Little things mom, mom, mom I guess he was right when he said my real name is mom mom mom mom mom not AJ. Children, honestly you can’t and can live with them.

I can’t say I hate my life right now I sort of do and don’t but hey that’s life you gotta deal with it I suppose but the sleepless nights are getting on my nerves and I’m goddamn tired seriously I’m dying with a really slow death. But but buuuuuuut, at the end of the day when Lukie says mom you are awesome or sometimes he imitates the scene in Moana and he says mommy, mommy, mommy Β (whispering behind me, in my ear) you’re amaaaazzing.. makes me really laugh and wants to hug him even more and no matter how tired I am I just really forget it..it makes me really happy.

Oh this love and hate relationship makes my life beautiful and interesting.

Write soon 😘😘😘😘😘

Siiiiinnnggggg..

My boy has a passion with singing, when I say singing I meant whole day singing, insane singing, make up singing, grumpy singing and rage singing.

When he is bored he sings, when he teases any of us he sings!, when he’s in the car he sings and when he’s a guest at someone’s house he sings! My boy is a crazy, funny singer. I don’t mind though it makes him more special and he becomes even more creative by doing so.

Since I’ve been learning ukulele, to encourage him I got him a ukulele toy and he serenades us by singing and playing the ukulele, although his timings are never right I still love it when he gives his all whilst doing it. When I say his timings are never right he wakes us up with a loud song at 6 am..It’s sweet but A can be a freaking grumpy in the morning and 6 am is not the right time to wake her up. 6 am gone are the days when I can sleep until 10am lool.

Here is a video of my sweet pea singing postman pat. 😊

Proud of this little lad.

Write soon 😊