Wanderlust Can Wait

Sigh. I could be in Japan now with the hubby but decided to prioritize breastfeeding my son (Yes, I am blessed to still be breastfeeding him at a year old and counting. More on that soon). How priorities change when one becomes a mother. It's all for the best though. Wanderlust can wait; A child is only little and needs his mother's milk but for a relatively short time only. So World, I'll see you someday...and even better yet, with a tot in tow with eyes full of wonder. Till then.

Tricks of the Trade

At one year old, Manu can...

Wave bye-bye

Give you a flying kiss

Give me five

Take his first few steps

Get off the bed feet first

Act out the song "I have two hands"

Scrunch up his nose 

Sign Milk

Make "Gigil"

Say mama, papa, yaya, ba-loon 

Clap

Do Hip Hip Hooray!

and now this:

That's his make "pa-cute" look.

And here's the encore performance

 

Ah, the joys of motherhood.

Happy Weekend!

Manu's 1st Birthday Carnival

Planning a party is stressful enough. But planning your child's birthday party, and a firstborn's first birthday at that, now well, that's just a whole different level of madness, and just like your very own wedding, you want every detail to be perfect. 

I started planning more than a month back but I hear some parents even plan six months in advance. Having been in marketing for about a decade now, I would like to think doing events comes naturally to me. However, those who know me well enough, dear hubby most especially, know how obsessive I can get when it comes to these things. In anything I put my heart and mind into, I always give it my all and never like doing things half-baked. Add to that merry mix a full-time job/s and being a full-time breastfeeding momma, and it's an even crazier party! 

Suffice to say, stress and frazzled nerves aside, I had the best time planning my son's first birthday. Must give credit to the hubby who chose the theme which was vintage carnival and we took it from there. It was madness alright, but of the best kind. Wish I could do it all over again. (click on read more)

New Beginnings

My son turned one, which officially marks his entry into toddlerhood. This ultimately means he is leaving infancy behind with each tentative step he takes.

As all mothers can probably relate, it is a bittersweet feeling. 

And although I look forward to watching him grow, basking in the wonders of being a parent and just being captivated by his very being, I wistfully look back at the past 365 days we shared and even beyond then, from when he was just the size of a poppy seed in my womb, to feeling his first kicks, meeting him for the first time, hearing his first coos, treasuring his first smiles and sleepy grins, to that indescribable feeling of hearing him say ma-ma and so much more.

This made me feel the sudden urge to start something I have long wanted to do way back when I first found out I was pregnant. That familiar feeling of wanting to chronicle every new experience and wonderful discovery resurfaced; that need to take everything in and to somehow, somewhat freeze time.  

Just like how I do not want to miss out on big milestones, fleeting moments and simple joys, so goes the need to celebrate every cherished fond memory of days past...via something that allows for 120 characters and more.

And so begins the journey of never forgetting moments that matter. Thus the birth of a new journey, a new baby- this blog. 

Welcome.