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Tuesday, December 8, 2015
To my little wildflower on your 3rd birthday.
To the love of our lives.
To our little sunshine.
To our feisty girl.
To our dancing queen.
To the one who rocks the house.
To our little wildflower.
To my always extraordinary girl.
To the one who makes me laugh like no other.
To my partner in crime.
To my little angel.
To the one who finishes the icing on the cake only.
To the only child who prefers purple-colored icecream over chocolate.
The one whose voice stands out, literally.
To the one who can never stay put.
The only one who can make my heart jump when she goes running around barefoot.
To the only 3 year old who talks about having boyfriends and Bieber.
To my warrior and gladiator of some sort.
To the smartest little being.
You who takes up all the space there is, figuratively.
You, whom for always will be my baby and my little girl...
The one, whom I will always carry through.
Happy birthday my dearest Julia!
Oh how I love you so much!
Daddy and I loves you to the moon and back!
Dance the day away little girl!
Love,
Mama
Monday, December 7, 2015
To Sabel, on your first month.
Dearest Sabel,
How time takes its toll nowadays.
First, Daddy and I were surprised to know that we were expecting you earlier this year.
Carrying you inside my womb was one of the easy breezy task I could ever have done. Sometimes, I forget that you were growing inside of me. You, who were always good. You, who ultimately was so patient in all given circumstance. Never did Mama have any problem bearing you.
Before the holidays, you came along. The best gift ever for this season I must say.
Giving birth to you was literally one of the fastest episodes of my life. It was so smooth and quick.
As you turn one month old today, I'd like to tell you how you've been and I know words wouldn't be enough. But because Mama has always been sentimental about monthly milestones, here goes my little letter for you...
You were just baptized yesterday. That's when I say, how time really flies...
You've grown so big already, getting heavier by the day.
You've become a little lady that you are. Your name perfectly suits your beautiful and sweet face.
You have been the most patient baby ever. And I really want to thank you for that. You've made sleepless nights quiet easier by doing so. You've brought joy to everyone just the way you are. Your sister Julia has promised to be a great big sister to you. She will fight your battles as you get bigger each passing day. Trust me on that.
One month has passed since you've parted from my womb and was brought into the world. I can still vividly remember your first cry. The very first time I ever held you in my arms, so close, I can almost smell the taste of milk as you draw your breath in and out of your cute little mouth. Your beautiful hands, so little and so precious, as clasp them into mine. Your toes and how it reminded me of Daddy's toes. Your first smile as I carried you near the window to catch a little morning light, oh what a pretty sight to behold! And so perfect I captured it too for memory's sake. Your first feeding as I heavenly prayed for milk to nurse you for and how we failed a few times. Our first night together as we are still trying to memorize each other's personality. Your first bath, as Tita Ina and I hurriedly place you in a green tub of warm water with baby wash. Your first morning sun and how you slept at every morning sunshine. Oh how I can go on with your very firsts...
Please always be kind. Always be the sweet baby that you are.
Sabel, I pray to God and thank Him always for you. You, who are so good. You, who are so patient and kind. I pray He will always give you the gift of patience and understanding. I pray that you and your sister will always be God-fearing and prayerful. I pray you both will be the best of friends. I pray you will be each other's person. You will need each other as you grown up. You will need Julia as much as she will be needing you. And for that, Mama will talk you through, someday.
I love you, Sabel.
Love,
Mama
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