Of all the shots we had this year, this one is my personal favorite:

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While I was applying my facial cream this morning, my daughter was so keen watching me and that’s how she noticed the pimple on my face, just above my lips.

She said “Mama, you have white pantal here!” pointing my pimple.

I laughed and corrected her, it’s not a white pantal. You call it a pimple. When you grow up, you’ll get those too!  And she was like “Ayako!”

I wonder if she’d go for an acne treatment when she does get it. Knowing her, she’s so vain already at her age. She would sometimes tell me that my shoes are not “ternos” with my dress. She thinks I need to dress up like her, if it’s pink it should be pink from head to toe haha!

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I woke up at 6am to call my husband and greet him a happy bday, as I was talking to him, Deye moved, with her eyes closed still but when I said “Anak, it’s Dada’s birthday today”, she immediately said in her loud voice “Happy birthday, Dada!”.

I laughed. She was still half asleep but greeted him nicely. Few minutes later, she remembered that today is our date with Jollibee. Good thing  I was able to convince her not to go anymore because of the bad weather Santi has brought us today.

Conversation went on…

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Need I say more?

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I’m sure no one noticed how stressful my weeks had been recently. I try not to show and think about it because of my pregnant condition. I try hard not to be bothered but I just couldn’t help it. Our future lies in it. I sometimes feel guilty that I am unknowingly releasing my anger and frustrations towards my precious one and regret it after doing so.

Last Sunday, after not going and hearing mass for the longest time, I did with my precious one. Laid all my thoughts on Him and sought for comfort. Somehow, I felt lighter. That same night I told my husband what I am feeling lately. We spoke and planned for the next steps, whatever the next course would be.

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