T H E  20TH  L E T T E R

Oct. 20, 2009 @ 11:24p.m.

Dear Baby,

You just said a word that was music to my ears! “MA”…

You’re so sleepy already, and hungry, too. Unintentionally, your milk spilled into our bed. Mommy prepared another bottle of milk. As you were crying, you were saying “ma” but wasn’t clear enough. I said the word, “ma” and to my surprise, you repeated it fluently and clearly, “ma”…Daddy’s envious again. hehehe.

Tonight’s the first time you uttered the word, Ma, although you already said the word “mama” for several times in the past (not clear though).

You’re such a darling, huggie!

Huggie (my new endearment for you, baby). I love to hug you.

Daddy said that he’s proud of me because I opted to be a full-time mommy to you. Yes, baby, I opted to be a full-time mommy for two years (although I would attend to my startup just on the side). My decision was made final when I saw from a video that it is during the first two years that a female brain is fully developed.

iloveyou,

mommy

T H E  19TH  L E T T E R

Oct. 20, 2009 @ 1:33p.m.

Dear Baby,

You’re sleeping as Mommy writes this letter. I removed our bed covers because they’re already soiled. I usually change our bed covers every three days or every time it gets dirty, say, after a day or after a few hours of changing it. I was wondering this morning why you kept on scratching your eyes, I mean, the skin around your eyes. Itchy? That’s when I thought that probably the bed covers needed to be changed again although I just changed it a night ago.

You ate boiled egg today, just a little though. You loved the taste, but I guess, I boiled it for so long that there wasn’t juice anymore. I put a little milk for it to just glide smoothly in your mouth as you chew it.

We watched the video, Baby Einstein Music Festival, but it seemed you weren’t concentrating while watching. You kept on getting the remote. The TV was then set to mono from HDMI. Anyway, we finished watching it and then off I bathed you. You were crying while Mommy was bathing you. It must be because of the pain that was caused by your fingers when you scratched your cheek; there was a little blood on it. Ugh. I put a little amount of Alfacort and then covered it with Cetaphil cream.

Did I mention you’re like Wolverine according to your Daddy? The blister in your cheek seemed to have vanished in an instant. There’s just a little trace of it, but, eventually, it will disappear. I would trim your fingernails again. But most probably later this afternoon. You seem to be peacefully sleeping while the song, “I DO” by Mark Wills plays on the background. I forgot to play your CDs about Mozart, and other baby songs. I’ll get the cassette player from the living room and play those CDs later in our bedroom.

While you were sleeping, I thought to myself that I should remove your disposable diaper. I have this thinking that the diaper causes your being bowlegged. I actually removed the diaper and put on a cloth (but didn’t close it). I put on the disposable diaper under the cloth to prevent the leakage of your urine into our bed. As of this moment, I didn’t put our bed cover yet; I just put on your little blanket on the bed so you could sleep well. I was looking for your baby panties, but couldn’t find them anymore. I remember I already segregated those small clothes that you have. Those baby panties were the ones you used (after putting on the diaper) when you were still young. This reminds me to buy more baby panties. I am thinking of letting you use baby panties now (with no disposable diapers). You’d only use disposable diaper during the night. But at daytime, you’d just baby panties. I’d secure the bed with plastics so as to protect the bed from the leakage of your urine. Maybe it’s time to start and harness our potty training, baby. We’ll give this a try.

It’s all for now. Mommy needs to eat her lunch at 1:50p.m. while you’re still sleeping.

iloveyou,

mommy

T H E  17TH  L E T T E R

Oct. 19, 2009 @ 10:17p.m.

Dear Baby,

We attended the mass today. We didn’t sit at the Children’s Section, instead, we positioned ourselves near the main door. For the first time in six months of going to the church, it was your first time to be talkative while the mass was going on. You were also singing! We went to the adoration chapel; you’re waiting outside, but Mommy could hear your voice while I was praying. Hehe.

Some people could be really mean or are they just showing some concerns. Someone said, a friend, that we should not bring you often outside for you are quite small for your age; it’s hot outside so we must let you drink water every now and then so as not to get hydrated. Good point there. I gave you water after she said that.

While we were waiting for a few minutes outside, an Indian called my attention: “Ma’am.” I looked at him and thought he would just ask for something. Here’s what he said to me (was referring to you or to me?): “Small Filipina”. If he was referring to me, good Lord, there’s no problem with that. I don’t care at all. But if that man was referring to you, HOGWASH!

Was he mean or was he crazy? Both. First, he doesn’t know you nor me. It was his first time to see you. He doesn’t even know your age. He doesn’t know anything about you. I was caught off guard, baby. I wasn’t able to answer back. I wasn’t even able to yell at him (that’s an exaggeration, baby).

We were still at the vicinity of the church so God allowed Mommy not to answer back at that intruder. That man was a tall, walking, thin stick. He may have some problems that’s why he wanted to pick on some people to feel lighter about himself. So, baby, it means that whatever some people would throw at us, it doesn’t mean they are judging you or me or anyone they want to belittle; they are belittling something they don’t want for themselves or something that they are scared about themselves.

Anyway, baby, I want you to know that we cannot please everyone around us. But just the same, remain tough as you are. You are an incredible, gifted, multi-talented person. You’re dearly loved by Daddy and Mommy and by everyone in our families back home. Most importantly, God loves you so much! Hang on there, baby. No matter what other people say about you, about us, about our appearances, it doesn’t make less of what we are. You’re unique. You’re just a special person. So, cheer up!

Here’s one secret I want to tell you, baby: “Small people usually have big minds”….Always remember that.

iloveyou,

Mommy

T H E  16TH  L E T T E R

Oct. 18, 2009 @ 8:12p.m.

Dear Baby,

You just made me cry!

Daddy and Mommy were watching the show, HIT MAN: David Foster & Friends, when we heard that you’re “singing” along with one of the performers (I forgot who that was because of sheer excitement when I heard you). You did it not just once, twice, but THRICE! And, baby, you were really hitting the note. You’re six months now. Are you going to be the next Charice in the years to come?

Being a full-time Mommy is really priceless! I get a chance to know you better, to train you well, to see how you’re developing in all facets of your life, and, yes, I can hug you and kiss you as much as I wanted to.

You’re a terrific, baby!

iloveyou,

mommy