Bulong

Mahal kita.
Sa napakaraming paraan
Sa hindi mabilang na dahilan
Mahal kita.

Mahal kita.
Katulad ng pagyakap ng sinag ng araw
sa bukang liwayway

Mahal kita
Kaparis ng katahimikang handog ng gabi sa tabing dagat,
sa ilalim ng liwanag ng buwan

Mahal kita
Kapantay ng liwanag ng talang bumubulusok
upang pagbigyan ang isang pangarap

Mahal kita
Kasabay ng pagpikit ng mga mata
at pagpasok sa isang mundong nalalapit sa paraiso

Mahal kita
Ang bawat ngiti. Ang bawat yakap.
Ang bawat halik.

Mahal kita
Sa bawat bulong. Sa bawat panaginip.
Sa bawat ihip ng hangin.
Mahal kita.

oh no!

my birthday's coming.

i, mother

my children spent the holidays with us last year.

considering the size of our room and my children's capability to bring about a complete mayhem, that two-week vacation was a disaster.

my laundry increased by 150%.
the clothes drawer was overflowing.
toys scattered everywhere.
leftovers all over the bed.

it was a mess.

i need to prepare two kinds of meal because my children are very pick.
i need to clean the room more than 4 times a day to be acceptable for comfort.
i need to shower 2 hard-headed (but cute, of course) children before bed time.
i need to read 3 stories before they close their eyes.

it was all a disorder.

my sleep was reduced to 4 hours a day.
my cross stitching time was zero.
my books to read piled up.

it was all exhausting.

but..

i get gazillion kisses everyday.
we get to stay up late and watch our favorite cartoons together.
we eat ice cream and make a mess of ourselves.
we go shopping together for new clothes.
i get embraces all through the night.
we make fun together.
we laugh out loud.
we run and play.
we joke around.

and we love.

it was the best holiday ever. i would not have had it any other way.