Happiness

I was trying to sleep. I am on the first flight out to Cebu later, which means I have to be at the airport by three in the morning, which means I have to be up by two. And so, I wanted to sleep. That was around seven in the evening. Problem was Baby S kept running into my room calling loudly, "Lula! Lula! Lula!"

That's how I would usually wake up in the mornings, actually, with the sound of Baby S shouting, "Lula! Lula! Lula!" She would climb into my bed, and give me a hug. We'd then play a bit (I've taught her how to use a roll of wrapping paper like a light saber!) or she'd make a mess out of my bracelets and necklaces.

It was two years ago when my Ob-Gyne surprised us with the news that there was a baby coming our way. And though that piece of news was met with surprise and of course, loads of drama, it all turned out for the best. Today, Baby S lights up our day, every single day. Happiness!




Baby S in her favorite chair, which she calls Mamouse (Mickey Mouse!)





The happiness that wakes me up in the mornings





With her Tito K, my youngest





Mommy would get mad. Yes, that's chocolate!