Sunday, December 19, 2010

Single-Motherhood


I love my son very very much and want to be involved in his life every single day, although sometimes it is hard, being a single-mother.  I always want to hug my son, kiss him, watch him play, listen to him try to speak new words -- he is so cute when he is trying to talk to me--  he is growing smarter everyday.

When I was pregnant, I suffered from depression after my boyfriend broke up with me.  I am not crazy, so I never acted psychotic or anything.  I was just so sad that I would lay around crying all day and night.  In hindsight, I guess the break-up was good for me because from that experience I learned how to become a beautiful, strong, independent woman.  I have long since grown out of the depression phase of my life and now live a happily with my son and family.  Finally, I am just a regular mom like so many others out there.

My son is very happy living with me.  He can feel how much he is loved.  But sometimes I feel that he needs a father, and one day he will wish to be with his father as well, like many of the other kids he will see with their fathers.  So I will tell him that he does have a father, and his father is still there for him.  And that he is lucky, because although his father may not live with us, at least he still wants and is willing to be a part of my sons life, while there are many children who don't have a father at all.

Some people look at a single mother and right away they assume she is a junkie, or crazy, or there is something wrong with her.  That is not the case with me as I am involved with my son every step that he takes.  I am a very responsible, wonderful, strong, sweet, caring woman with a lot of goals in life.

I want all mothers out there who are living with their children to listen to me closely -- never take what you have for granted.  I was the type of woman who planned everything.  Marriage, family, beautiful home, great job, etc.  What I didn't plan was to be a single mother.  You can't control what the future may have in store for you. One minute you have everything, and the next, you may lose it all.

So all of you mommies reading this, go give your child/children a kiss, tell them that you love them, cherish the time you get to spend with them, take care of them, be there for them, help to mold them into the next great future generation.  For they truly are blessings to us from god.  They are and always will be the greatest little things we have ever done with our lives.

Monday, December 13, 2010

My Life story

Several years after my father died, my mother finally found love again and married my 2nd father. He was a very kind man who loved us all dearly. He was willing to help my mother raise all 5 of us as his own. Sadly, he was only in our lives for about a year, as he too passed away prematurely. After this, my mother was devastated and didn't know what to do. She eventually chose to leave us with her sister in Davao while she went to Manila to work as a house keeper/maid, making enough money to support us so that we could continue our schooling.

I completed grades 1-4 in Davao under my auntie's care. This was a very difficult time for us, as we were not treated as children. My aunt forced us all to work hard for her. We would have to wake up at 5am every day. I would clean the entire house while my sister was cooking. Then my sister and I would have to feed the pigs, goats and cows before we were allowed to eat. Then we had to rush to get ready for school as not to be late. Life went on like this for us for 7 years. My brothers were forced to work in a Banana Plantation to help make extra money to take care of our expenditures, and because of this they were never able to finish elementary school.


When my mother finally heard how bad we were being treated, she came to rescue us and brought us up to Manila to live with her and her new husband, our 3rd father, where my sister and I continued our schooling. Although life in Manila was very hard for my parents, they worked to the best of their abilities to ensure that my sister and I were able to graduate elementary school. Unfortunately, upon graduation, life began to worsen as my parents couldn't afford to keep paying for our education on top of the bills, so our sister and I began working as maids as well, to help our parents as much as we could.

Sunday, December 12, 2010

My Family

I was born on eight of the month of May on the year of snake 1989. I am the fifth child in the family of five that consist of 3 brothers and one sister. I don't remember much from the time when I was a baby and also doesn't have any picture from that time that will be proud of the history of my infancy.
 
My father died when I was 2 1/2 years old early in my childhood. I never experienced the warm and comfort feeling to have a father to play with.


There is a only one picture of my father that helps me to remember my father's face. That little girl (the youngest) is me, and you see also my sister and my two brothers. My oldest brother is missing till now thats why we aren't complete. I don't know what happened to my oldest brother. That picture was taken when my third brother got his kindergarden graduation.

About me

I am a sweet single mom ... I'm a friendly person. I love bonding with my son, talking to my friends, listening music, cooking. I hate people like gossip, asshole, nasty, rude, especially back fighters!

I am fun to be with, forgive so easily when it's not that serious and I am passionate of everything I do. I love mother nature. I love trees and flowers, all plants. I do love outing, adventures with my friends, have fun with them, enjoy life ... I love my family. I spend most of my leisure time with them. I play with my niece, my son and nephews, take them out for picnic or whatever children like to do. I am a stick-to-one person. I don't have the time to stare with desire for other guys when I have a special someone (I guess I need to change myself, because guys stare around a lot and at the end I get hurt for being a faithful girlfriend, huuuuuh ...) I would love him as if it's the last time I'll see him, give everything for the relationship to work, understand if I need to, and forgive if I have to. My hand hurts so that's all for now. Ask me anything! Thanks for dropping by on my page ...