I love being mom.
April 17, 2008 by isza
Big M is nearing my height. He is sporting the boy next door charm. He is asking me to join him for dinner to give me the chance to ask him about the girl he misses (because I made kulit). I stare happily at them noticing how the two of them share the kind of love brother’s share. They can tease each other ’til kingdom come and shout in disagreement but it is the kind of closeness I want them to have. When I leave this earth, it will just be them. They will only have each other while I smile from the heavens above.
Small M hands me my coffee with my favorite hazel nut creamer. Before I even finish processing my thoughts, they wave goodbye and give me a kiss on my forehead. In unison, they shout – we love you mom.
“But I love you more bugs.”
If someday I will have a girl, I will call her Yzabella. If not, a boy named Mozart will be nice. I love being MOM. I can’t imagine not being one.
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LOVE is something that can be built rather than simply discovered.
~The witch of Portobello~
your kids are lucky to have you as their mom. gwapa, caring, walay buot (usahay) pero amazona all the time. waaah, gimingaw ko samot. =) miss you mai.
chi, ayaw kaay palabi mingaw ha? sakit man gud sa heart.
Hahahahah.. agree agree.. walay buot na amazona.
the younger generations are lucky because they end up with a well balanced mom like you mai…soeone who knows how to be young and accessible to their kids when they need a friend, yet a firm hand and solid foundation for their values formation….your kids are going to grow up well-adjusted, well rounded and good men. i just look at the mommy, and im assured of that=)
You are an admirable woman, mother, lover, friend, daughter.
I agree with chichi. You’re an amazing mom. You love fiercely, dili lang sa imong boys. Malingaw mi ni Wett makahinumdum how you looked and what you said when an old woman tactlessly told Therese at her food-tasting party, “Tambuka na nimo oi!”
I swear Mai, you looked like you wanted to swallow her. Malou: Tiguwang na unta, wala gihapo’y batasan.”
And yes, chi, as hard as it is to believe, wala pud ni’y buot si Malou noh? Not to mention kusug mukaon, di lang maklaro sa lawas. Hahaha.
i love, love this entry. it echoes my thoughts pd. everyday i am realizing what i could have missed if i didn’t have raf.
gwapa buyag kaayo ka mai oi..
hi cheloi..i constantly ask myself i am doing the right thing. i think i will know how i did when i’m old and i see them successful and having the time of their life.
for the moment, i would like to think that i walk with them, while i teach them about life and they teach me about how it is to be a child again.
hi tita..thank you
chin..hahahahaha.. i remember that night. iritz.. you don’t say things like that. didn’t realize that i looked like i wanted to devour her whole. guess my animalistic self came alive.
kitay, this is motherhood..
hi mai, you have two of the luckiest boys in the world! i can feel how fiercely protective you are of them, and it’s also plainly obvious how much you love them.
you know what? i was planning to name my baby yzabella too, but he turned out to be a boy. hehehehe. it’s such a beautiful name, isn’t it?
by the way, clap clap clap on another nice scrapbook layout!
you are one of the most amazing and coolest mom i know. strong woman pa gyud.
everyone in your circle is blessed to have you.
p.s. i can’t wait to meet both big and small Ms. =)
pat.. i’ve always loved that name. it is very feminine yet strong. very king arthury.. he he..
yipee..thank you. coming from you i am flattered.
one day ai..
your boys are so lucky to have such a strong and loving woman as a mom. a woman they can look up to and be proud of. it’s gonna be hard for them to look for girlfriends — much less wives! you set the bar so high for them just by being yourself, mai.