sweet little child

          My eldest child Tamarra does not stay with us during school days.  She stays with my mother, her lola.  Every weekend, she comes home.  That is because of my schedule.  I work from 1 to 8 in the evening, so by the time I come home, my children are already asleep.  Tamarra's in grade 1 now.  Her schedule is from 7 to 12 nn.  If I keep her with us, no one's gonna assist her in doing her assignments and projects.  So even if I have a heavy heart, I just let her stay with my mother.  I can't make her schooling suffer especially because she's a smart girl (she's on top 6 in the star section).  Anyway, every weekend, I make sure that she feels that we love her so much.  Her siblings would always tell her "na miss ka namin ate".  And I also tell her that.  

          Tamarra is one sweet little child.  She's a girl who would always greet us (my husband and I and all the other people around) on occasions and even on ordinary days.  When she first learned how to read and write (she was 5 then), the first letter she gave us said " Mommy and Daddy, I love you to tamtam, yanyan, kohbe".  I was so happy then.  I kissed her because of that and I said I love you, too ate.  Then, I made the corrections in her letter.  I taught her about the use of to and too.  But still I said it was sweet of her to write that letter.  After that, I received more letters from her.

          Last Valentine's day, it was a Monday.  She woke me up around 6 am.  She was already in her school uniform and asked me for her baon.  I gave her 20-peso bill and kissed her good bye for her school service was coming.  Then, she ran out of the room, and to my surprise, went back again.  She gave me a peck on my cheek and a warm embrace and told me, " Mommy, happy valentine's day".  I was so glad, I got up and went with her downstairs.  We sat together and waited for her service.  I am really delighted to have a sweet little child like ate Tamtam. 

my little angels' wishlist

Christmas 2009, tamarra was just 5 years old and was studying at a public kindergarten.  She handed me a sheet of paper, which when i read, was a letter addressed to Santa Claus.  Here's the content:

Dear Santa Claus,
       Gusto ko po sa pasko ng baby doll na tumatawa, saka po si yanyan. Kay kohbe po ay kotse.
                                                                                                                                Love,
                                                                                                                                Tamarra

Then, she asked how would the letter be received by Santa.  That time, daddy was leaving for work.  So intentionally, i let tamtam hear me talking to her dad.  I told daddy to mail the letter to Santa Claus.  A week after, I was off to the mall and looked for those toys she mentioned.  It cost me less than a thousand.  I was so glad my children were content with simple gifts like those.  Until the next Christmas came...

Tamarra, Alyanna, and Kohbe, all a year older, had their Christmas wishes again.  I was so eager to listen to them.  Tamarra wished we'd buy her a guitar.  I was surprised because I never realized she'd want to play an instrument.  She was into dancing.  Another thing, I know the guitar is worth more than a thousand.  Kohbe asked for a bike, which again was expensive, (at least for us who earns just enough for our needs).  But I know in my heart, I would really buy those gifts they wanted for Christmas.  Then, there was Alyanna who had not yet told what she wanted.  I was ready to hear her mention another expensive  toy till she said, "Mommy, gusto ko lutu-lutuan".  She made daddy and I laugh.

Well, we weren't able to buy the things in their wish list in time for Christmas.  But we bought them a few weeks ago.  Though I was hesitant at first for I was thinking of the bills that were needed to be paid, I still went to buy their gifts.  No amount of money can buy the happiness I feel when my angels are happy.

The Emperor of my Heart

Here comes the child that completes our family, the baby boy we have been waiting for.  Though we didn't really plan to have another one after alyanna reigne, we were so expectant that it would be a boy.  And God was so good that He gave him to us, Kohbe Kaiser.  Funny,,,two days before i gave birth, we didn't have a name yet.  My hubby and I were in the classroom, writing all the names we could think of on the board.  Then, I got hold of this old dictionary, I opened it and landed my pointer at a particular word, Kaiser - Russian term for emperor.  I loved it.  I wrote it on the board and asked my husband to think of another one that would best fit with Kaiser.  Since daddy was into basketball, I thought of a good player whom I'm familiar with.  Obviously, I'm talking about Kobe Bryant.  I got the Kobe, just added the "h" and made it Kohbe.  Among my children, Kohbe's the heaviest when he was still in my womb.  I found it more difficult to move, I wouldn't want to do anything, I just wanted to lie down and sleep.  That's why, days before i gave birth, I was told that I should do more exercises like brisk walking, so that I could help my baby go out easily.  So daddy and I would walk a kilometer every other day.  If he's not available, I did the walking exercises inside the house, walking to and fro in our small living room.  August 29, around 4 pm, I saw blood stain which made daddy panicked.  We went to the lying-inn immediately, though I was sure that the baby's not gonna come out yet.  And I was right, my ob said I should go home and wait until the following day.  Around 8 in the evening, I began feeling cramps which I didn't tell my husband to avoid him from panicking.  I kept the pain to myself until the interval of the cramps were down to 5 minutes.  Then, I was sure the baby's coming out soon.  That was around 12 midnight.  I woke my husband up and told him to bring me to the clinic.  When we arrived, my ob said I should keep on walking to and fro on the patio and just get inside if the interval's down to a minute.  While outside, dad and I were chatting, trying to divert nervousness into a lighter mood.  Talked for 3 minutes, stopped when I felt the pain,  talked again when the pain was gone.  We continued the process till I couldn't bare the pain anymore.  That's the time we went in the clinic and my ob made me ready for giving birth.  I was awake the whole time, conscious of what's going on.  Just like when I gave birth to my other babies, I was holding the same rosary, was praying for a safe delivery and a healthy baby.  Not long enough, around 3 in the morning of August 30, I gave birth to Kohbe Kaiser Gayo, the emperor of my heart.  He was a big baby, weighed 9.9 lbs., and was handsome like his dad.