I made a frightening discovery yesterday… I have crossed over to the other side…
Before anyone starts to suspect anything, I am still sane…
Yesterday I brought my baby for check up ALONE… Hubby couldn’t get time off…
Baby, of all days had to be difficult…
I decided to go for a nice lunch @ Delifrance…
After settling down… baby suddenly decided to test the power of his lungs… he started to scream and wail at different levels… he was sleepy but he wasn’t gonna go to sleep quietly…
Everyone was looking at me… some understood while a couple started tsk-ing away…
I was so tempted to go up to the couple and tell them that I was from their side…
YES EVERYONE, I HAVE CROSSED OVER TO THE “MOTHERS WHO CAN’T SEEM TO HANDLE THEIR SCREAMING BELOVED OFFSPRING”
I was once tsk-ing away whenever I saw brats screaming their lungs out in the open… I would feign a headache and stare at the parents…
Karma came and bit me in the ass… *dramatic sigh*
I am now with a bratty 6 month old baby who loves to test his voice especially in public…
Apparently, the louder the surroundings, the louder his voice echoes…
No matter how mischievous he can get, his smile just melts my hearts…
His cheekiness and antics just make my day…
He is everything to me and I don't wanna change anything about him…
The joys and of being a mother is …
I can’t seem to describe it well enough…
Before anyone starts to suspect anything, I am still sane…
Yesterday I brought my baby for check up ALONE… Hubby couldn’t get time off…
Baby, of all days had to be difficult…
I decided to go for a nice lunch @ Delifrance…
After settling down… baby suddenly decided to test the power of his lungs… he started to scream and wail at different levels… he was sleepy but he wasn’t gonna go to sleep quietly…
Everyone was looking at me… some understood while a couple started tsk-ing away…
I was so tempted to go up to the couple and tell them that I was from their side…
YES EVERYONE, I HAVE CROSSED OVER TO THE “MOTHERS WHO CAN’T SEEM TO HANDLE THEIR SCREAMING BELOVED OFFSPRING”
I was once tsk-ing away whenever I saw brats screaming their lungs out in the open… I would feign a headache and stare at the parents…
Karma came and bit me in the ass… *dramatic sigh*
I am now with a bratty 6 month old baby who loves to test his voice especially in public…
Apparently, the louder the surroundings, the louder his voice echoes…
No matter how mischievous he can get, his smile just melts my hearts…
His cheekiness and antics just make my day…
He is everything to me and I don't wanna change anything about him…
The joys and of being a mother is …
I can’t seem to describe it well enough…