Life Is Short. Don't take it too seriously.
I had my daughter at 27 years old. Pretty good age, I would think. We have both been through tough times. She’s my best friend now and keeper of my secrets and pains. We have a relationship based on honesty. “Always be honest to momma.” I tell her. “Always be honest to me.” She replies.... Continue Reading →
2016 has rolled in. We really didn’t welcome it with a big bang. I left for Cebu with my little girl while my hubby was left to old the fort here in Manila. Visits to Cebu can be fun and stressful at the same time. The kids rarely see their cousin (my daughter) so... Continue Reading →
I have been wanting to post this for a while but I forgot. That’s the problem, I forget. For the past 3 years, I’ve been getting absence seizures because of this congenital brain deformity (to be honest we really don’t know when this started). Nothing to worry about except for the fact that every time... Continue Reading →
It has been quite a while since my last post. In fact, almost a year has passed. I left everyone hanging while in the middle of packing my former life to move on to the full fledged life of a newly married (again) woman. The move to the new place didn't go to smoothly and... Continue Reading →
On an average, I wake up at least 7 times everyday before my alarm sets off. Thrice as the puppies wake me up at 3:30 a.m. and I let them out at 5, twice as my hubby's alarms go off, once to wake up my daughter and another to send her off to school.. No... Continue Reading →
Here I was taking a break after an afternoon of packing what I call emotional bric-a-brac. In truth, I was packing books and tons of art supplies. I’m used to moving but packing will always be an emotional experience, especially this time around. I love my place. I moved here as a single mom with... Continue Reading →
I really don't mind being busy. In fact, I love having a certain level of stress. I used to thrive on a professionally stressful day. I love it but I hate what it does to me. I head home tired, cranky and closed from interaction. My brain just wants to shut down and stop thinking.... Continue Reading →
Here I am outside Santis. Waiting for my husband. I can't go in because I have Vader with me. I don't really understand half the things sold here. I will not pretend to be a foodie or connoisseur of anything. I just like eating them. Eat all of them like a pregnant woman on her... Continue Reading →
I get the "How hard was it to date as a single mom?How did you handle it? Do you have tips on single mom dating?" question a lot. I rarely answered it seriously since I was right smack in the middle of it and it's not as easy as it looks. Now that I'm married, it's... Continue Reading →
