Some Yaya Lovin'

The bad thing about being a working mom, is leaving my son at home with his yayas during the day. I feel bad everytime I rush to work. I try putting Rocco to sleep before we leave, that way, I wouldn't feel guilty when his "wawa" eyes look at me while I'm saying my goodbyes.

Thank God I have yayas who care for my son. And not just care because it's their job, but they really do love my son. My mommysense says so. At least I wouldn't have too worry to much. There are limitations of course to their caring, like no kissing, too much cuddling, or cute-name calling,. These are reserved for mom & dad.

Honestly though, I know how hard it is to look for yayas. So far, I've been very blessed in this department. I just pray that they don't leave until Rocco is a teenager (if it's not too much to ask :P)

Thank you Ate Clarizel and Ate Alen!

Learning to Hold On...

Don't grow up so fast, little one. I could barely catch up. 

Rocco started holding his bottle last weekend. This morning, he held on with both hands.

God bless my growing child.

My Boys ❤

Need I say more?

Butterfly Kisses

Can we always kiss you?

And pinch you...

Mom and Dad will never get tired of showering you with kisses.

Even if time comes, that you would not want us to.

"Oh with all that I've done wrong

I must have done something right

To deserve a hug every mornin'

And butterfly kisses at night"

I'll Always Walk With You...

Mommy will always be two steps ahead, and behind. Always here, no matter what.