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The moment a child is born,
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The woman existed, but the mother, never.
A mother is something absolutely new.
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PostHeaderIcon My not-so-ordinary four-month old baby

She wasn’t drinking her milk; she was hungry, yes, but, she just kept on rolling her tongue along the nipple of her feeding bottle. She rolled over on her back. She arched her body again for several times. She wanted to be alone. She doesn’t need mommy or yaya to carry her. My baby. My not-so-ordinary four-month-old baby.

My head ached, once again, for heaven’s sake. I was a bit angry. Maybe she saw the “anger” from my eyes, for, I wasn’t smiling. I was pleading her to drink her milk. I cradled her and put her on my chest. She squeezed her body away from me, crying, and red-faced, and she didn’t want to look at me. She scratched my neck with her sharp fingernails. Whapak! Ouch. I cried foul.

I talked to her, gently pulling her arms together, trying to tell her to look at mommy once again. Nada. I cried. Her yaya cried, too. What on earth did I do? What on earth should I do? My four-month-old baby is no ordinary baby. She knows when mommy is angry. She knows when she’s being “reprimanded”. I wasn’t scolding her. I was just trying to tell her to behave. She wanted to do things on her own.

Her yaya told me that she has three kids, no one was alike my baby when they were still young. She told me that her kids would just sleep, and cry when hungry. She could do all of her household chores when her babies were still young. But me? Oh, I’m lucky to use the Internet for straight 30minutes or 1 hour (I am establishing my startup company these days, and I could not just concentrate; but, well, I chose to be a hands on mommy, and a stay-at-home one. I’m not feeling sorry. I love to take good care of my baby.), then, my baby would wake up - to drink milk, to play, to arc her back, to sing, to talk, to look at the colors around her, to scratch her neck, to touch mommy’s or daddy’s face, to scratch her yaya’s neck, arms, and hands, to watch Baby Einstein video, to listen at her nursery rhymes, to listen at stories from storynory.com, to read books with mommy, to play with her interactive laptop, and, to dance. Yes. She’s now dancing - at over four months. We just discovered two days ago how she would wriggle her body and arms whenever we would tap the “press me” button of her dancing teddy bear. She is mimicking the basic dancing style! Hurrah! Read the rest of this entry »

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Dutdot (noun, mother’s TOUCH!), is a parenting and baby care blog. This blog will now contain natural letters to my growing baby. Real motherhood is tough yet it’s the sweetest, most rewarding occupation that has been given to me by God, to be a mother. So far this is the highest paid occupation that I ever got into, for the rest of my life, that is to be a mother; the price of which is PURE LOVE and ENERGY.

Being a new mom entails growing pains and yes, sweet rewards. There are times that my side of being a human will show, after all, I am a human being first before I became a mother.

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I am a startup mom, and yes, a startup founder. The dutdot.com will now entirely focus on parenting and baby care; hence, the feeding bottle. The Web2.0 tools, as background, signify my other side, that of being a startup founder. I am attending to my own company when my baby is busy all by herself, and her stomach is full, or when she's asleep.

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