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07/08/2023
I can’t help but reminisce how I used to celebrate birthdays before.
When birthdays felt like an exclusive “all-about-Me-day”.
Gone are the days of weekend long birthday trips with just Steve, friends and drinks.
Gone are the days of partying until dawn and waking up at sunset only to party again.
Today, my birthday “Salubong” was a disaster milk spew at exactly 12:02 AM.
Had to change my clothes and our pillow cover, Even woke up and so was Ezri.
Of course, I had to put both of them back to sleep which took an hour and a half.
Even on my left and Ezri on my right.
The night was rough, more “waking ups” than usual.
Even suddenly wants to be hugged with both arms, like how? Seriously, how can I do that with Ezri in my other arm?
They seem like having all-night-party and I wasn’t informed. Put them back to sleep while singing “Happy birthday Mommy.” 🥹
Woke up being needed more than the usual. Had to prepare both of them, change their diapers, dress them up, prepare their baby bags, and picnic stuff.
It’s taking forever.
We need to be at the resto at 11:05 ‘cos Steve made a reservation- a birthday lunch.
Dressed up last, with no enough time to even curl my hair or do a birthday glam.
We were late actually, fortunately there weren’t many customers.
At the resto, had to carry Ezri with my left hand and eat with my right. Steve is in charge of Even and grillin’ the meat. Thanks to Parrocha family for helping us survive lunch with an energetic toddler and a sleepy baby.
After lunch, we went to the park so Even could play and have fun. Had to carry Ezri while Steve is in charge of Even.
After the park, we went to Mitsui to window-shop. They’re sitting quietly in their car seats, then all of a sudden, both were feeling sleepy and asking to be held.
Don’t get me wrong, this isn’t me complaining. This is me celebrating in a whole new level. Celebrating a new version of me- the kinder, more loving, extremely patient, more understanding, more caring, more devoted and unselfish.
Motherhood changes my perspective on everything.
Don’t feel guilty about reminiscing and missing those childfree-days.
You are allowed to think of the past.
It’s part of you, your story of becoming the “mother” you are today.
Embrace that thought, let it sink in.
Today, you are nonstop being needed, they are yearning for you everyday, no matter what day it is even if it’s your birthday but someday, they won’t be. They’ll be partying and celebrating with their friends or their own families.
It’s true that days are long but the years are short. And when that day comes, I know the “Mommy/Grandma-Me” will yearn for them and want them in my arms again.
Sharing my *unfiltered birthday celebration just in case you thought you were the only one celebrating this way.
So Happy birthday to you self!
Cheers to the “Mommy” you. You are doing great.
Proud Mama here and this is my kind of birthday party. This is how I rock n’ roll my day with these two. 🤭
