I’m a result of a wedlock, single parent society and just back in 2008 I become one too. Many people wonder and for sure wont understand my raison d’être why I become a single mom. Some quoted me about the saying, like mother like daughter but I, without doubt oppose with that. What happened to me were my choice and not my mom. But I can’t dislike them if they think that way. A minutia of my past is unnecessary.
In retrospect, I don’t know but I have an eye for older and some married guys. In my oblivion it all started when I was 18. I have this ex jowa, his older than me and I was not aware that his married, not until 2 years after I found out that his tied up and has 2 kids. Well I broke up with him. Then yeah, it all started their.
I’ve been with the father of my brood for quite sometimes already though it’s off and on. On the other hand; not even before the 1st time we meet; I already have a plan of having a child at 25; it’s regardless of. It all started when I was in high school and cross my heart, getting married was never been part of my plans in life; and so is until now. I don’t know why; but I’m not into of tying a knot.
Anyway I have my beloved one; and she’s the one who matters. My journey to pregnancy had ended, it was path to remember coz it was full of challenges.( health wise, because I was kinda sicky then) and here it is now, a new drive to motherhood had started. It was a fun feeling; I can’t even rationalize how it feels when you become a mom. I remember vividly the exact words my doctors when she has my baby, “congrats kamukhang kamukha mo baby mo. I feel like crying but one of the doctors says,” come on wag kang umiyak, save your energy and be happy, then he says congratulations”. I was then half asleep due to anesthesia they have for my labor. A couple hours pass; I texted all my friends, and colleagues and even him to make known that I already give birth. It was the next day when I have my first glance on my baby, oh my God; Isaiah doesn’t actually look like me but instead her dad.
Then it took a couple of days before I 1st lay a hand on to my baby; I was actually sick when I give birth that’s why I was not allowed for any contact with her. This is when my motherhood started. It was amazing when my new born first latches her lips on my nipple, ohman I see stars around me. It tickles, it has twinge yet it’s so satisfying. Her smell is unbelievably unparalleled, a scent of an angel. Even my cousins love to smell her. They would always kiss and rest beside her. It was fun, fun, fun when Isaiah was brought home. (She was actually left to the hospital when I went home because she needs some medical attention.)Presently shes 3 months old. She’s a cute little, talented, very advanced, bubbly, cuddly sweet baby. She loves to take a bath, giieee she actually doesn’t whine unless she’s hungry or wet. I never had a trouble with her. She’s just quiet, not fun of crying or to be carried and danced. Unlike some babies who would cry with out particular reason, or they wont allow their family to put them down. She’s really a real darling to all; who look after her. She’s bliss to me. Some friends already seen Isaiah’s pictures and they say that she doesn’t looks like me, and some says we do. The usual comments I would receive from those people who had seen her is that, she’s cute and bigger than her age. ( mukhang mgmamana pa ata)
Ohh seems to forgot to tell something about the daddy,, uhhhmmm his actually out of the picture, he totally forgot bout his responsibility. His like that even during my pregnancy stage. Anyway it’s all been done and hopefully he will come into his senses.
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