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T 2s

The “T” usually stands for terrible… for Terrible 2s… but it can stand for so many different things to many parents out there… “terrible“, “tantrum“, “terrorist“, “terrific“… it truly just depends on the time of day.

My son is currently 2 years old and is my daily nemesis. He’s the youngest of my 3 kids and the only boy… so technically I have experienced the T 2s twice with my two older daughters! Though I’m not quite sure which factor makes this time around different, …whether it be gender, birth order, personality differences, or maybe even my age (I’m no spring chicken), whatever it is… it’s tough! So for me it’s the Tough 2s

So how do I deal with my toddler’s tantrums?! I have had the chance to try all the tactics… since 2010 (when my eldest turned 2) and I realized that aside from our kids being different… we’re different too… I could wake up in a fantastic mood and yet not have the energy to deal with my kids crap even before breakfast hits the table… each day is different and we deal with the situation on hand with the current mood we’re in…

I definitely want to be that Mom who can hold a smile while lovingly trying to calm her screaming toddler during a tantrum. I really do… and there are days I am able to hold it together… (maybe 2 and a half times out of 10)… but most of the days I just can’t hold it together.

But I try to use some of these tried and tested (by me and my husband) methods we’ve learned down the road.

So your tot throws a tantrum in the crowded mall because, let’s say, he won’t be getting that toy he’s been eyeing since you got to the mall… he wailing and rolling around on the floor (he may be clinging onto your pant leg or dress)… what do you do?

1. The death stare

Oh my goodness! This is a classic… why?! Cause we grew up on it… I remember how my dad’s death stare could keep me sitting quietly at attention in the church pew. Not even an earthquake would get my butt off that seat…

…Does it work for my kids now? Hedgehog! No!!! I recall when my eldest was 2 and she said out loud, “what, mommy!? Why are your eyes looking at me like that? Huh?! Why? What’s wrong with your eyes?” 😳 Tried it for the 2 younger ones… yeah… it’s passe 😂 my other kid even said, “you’re looking like an owl with big round eyes, momma!”

2. We’re on the same level

So they say it’s best to talk to your toddler “on the same level”… eye level that is… so it’s best to squat down and have the conversation eye to eye… okay… this is one method you need them to be a bit calm to try… I mean you really can’t go eye level if they’re rolling and kicking on the floor…

This works for my 2nd, she’s 5 yo now, but when she was 2 she really didn’t do the whole rolling on the floor kicking stint… so this was the best way for me to calm her down during her tantrum episodes…

3. Just wait until we get home

So, this is one of my favorites. Whispering into their ear, “oh! Just wait until we get home,” while smiling… kinda freaks them out and calms them down. It’s not like I take out the whip when we get home but they know that it’ll be a long discussion. I usually tell them… yes, even my 2yo… that they’re grounded from screen time and outdoor play.

4. Walk away

My fool-proof go to move is the “walk away“. This has been the most effective method so far. When they’re throwing a fit in public and I really don’t have the patience to deal with it. I say nothing, turn around, and walk away… they usually stop crying, get up, and walk beside me. Though it may not have worked the first few times but when they see that I don’t look back they know I mean business…

Of course, as I always say, I’m no expert… I’m just a mom of 3 trying to get by… sharing the little I can with other parents… I still say, do what works for you… we’re all still learning how to be parents 😊 so go easy on yourself… if there are days you lose it and scream your head off (believe me I know how that feels), don’t beat yourself about it… there’s always tomorrow to try again! 😊👍

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2 and Beyond

5 years and counting…..

I have been breastfeeding since September 2014, when my second was born. My 3rd is now 31 months and am still at it! … yup… he can actually already walk up to me and say, “mommy, I want milk from your boobie!”

Now, I’m sure that many mommies are on opposite sides about this… I, for one, used to say… “um… as soon as my baby can actually ask for milk, they’re not getting my boob.” But look at me now…nursing my son who can actually pop my boob out himself and nurse…

I admit there are times I feel embarrassed to tell people that I actually still nurse my almost 3 year old son, but as I look at him as I nurse… why should I care what other people think. This is a bond I have with my son. He is comforted and relaxed when he nurses.

He’ll wean … when he’s ready… but for now this BF journey will continue…

I don’t offer but I won’t refuse…

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Getting into the groove

Not getting back into the groove … but just getting in there… since baby 3 was born (which was a yesr ago), I feel like I haven’t really gotten “into the groove” of my daily life… In my head it’s always, “okay! I’ll get to that tomorrow.” And yes THAT pile of unsorted toys still lies in the corner gathering dust…. and well, more toys. I feel the pressure of having to sort out my life just like I need to sort out all the clutter in the house, get a schedule down for the kids, teach them to do chores, organize the kitchen, purge the closets, sort the trash, cook nutritious meals, and get a decent workout in the mix… I want to do it all… But when I realize the enormity of it all I retreat…. “Tomorrow is another day!”

There’s so much on my plate that “overwhelmed” is an understatement… but life goes on… so if I get caught up with what I should have done, then I’ll miss enjoying what’s happening now.

Mommas, we have to cut ourselves some slack… with the trend of no decent helpers I really can’t expect to keep up with the cleaning… I’ll get to it as soon as my youngest starts school… and that’s okay 😁

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So, it’s been a while since my last post. Why?! Oh my, oh my! The struggle is real! You know when some people say, “I need a vacation after my vacation.” Well, I need a holiday after the holidays.

The past weeks were just that… “a daze”… everything went by so fast… it was so busy that it all passed by in a blink of an eye… And just like that the holidays are over…. back to regular programming 😊

While those working go back to work, stay at home moms (and dads) are busy taking down the Christmas decorations, sorting through gifts, decluttering everyone’s closet to make space for new stuff.

All this is very overwhelming… I wanna Konmari my home… start the year right. They say if you’re surrounded by clutter your mind tends to be cluttered as well. Who wants to start their year like that? Not me! But New Year after New Year… my resolutions always included some form of “decluttering” in the list. A list that never really got fulfilled. I’ll start off well and just not have follow through then just get discouraged…

This year will be the year! was my mantra as the first few weeks of the year rolled by… here we are at the end of January and things are randomly piled around the house…clutter everywhere… even more than when I started… so now I’m at today is the day! Because whether it be refering to decluttering the house or starting my workout routine, I have to remember that each day is a new beginning and that I just have to push what I can each day…

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Holiday Pressure

We recently bumped into some friends at the mall. They were buying Christmas gifts for their son’s classmates. They said that he would come home everyday from school with a new gift each day. So they felt “compelled” to reciprocate the gesture. 

I had it in my mind that I got that covered… I mean come on… our kids get so many presents from family and friends… a small token from classmates would be enough… so I pack a few pieces of candy in a cute little pouch and slap a sticker on it… I’m done!!!!

I have to admit that I was pretty proud of myself! Quick and easy… 👍 “great job, Momma!”

Then, my daughter comes home and goes through the fantastic loot she got from her classmates… oh!!! We had the share of, “oh wow! That’s a big box!” Or “oh that is so sweet! They really thought about it.” 

Then there’s the Pinterest worthy token gift. My really close momma friends know how much I wanna be THAT mom! I quickly lay it all down and send snapshots of them to my core mom group… with the caption “I wanna be like her!” … then I suddenly felt envy in the pit of my gut… I sent my kid to school with those little pathetic packets of sugar… with a sticker with her name written using a plain old black Sharpie… and it was one of those stickers I used for a garage sale to mark the cheap items… (that should have been a sign)…

“Oh man!!!! What was I thinking?” 

Then comments like, “she probably only has one kid!”… (though I do have a friend who lives abroad that has 3 kids and the time to be a total Pinterest mom!)… but kidding aside… I found myself wanting to be THAT mom… the mom who not necessarily has the time but makes the time to actually print out tags and pack an assortment of goodies. 

Then one momma friend said something that snapped me out of it… “Come on, Gi! Be realistic!” And that was it! Be realistic… 

I have 3 kids… the youngest of which seems to be joined to my hip… he cries when I put him down… even just for me to pee… so when will I find time to actuallly do anything creative?! 

Then I realized that I should be happy for moms who are able to achieve such Pinterest worthy stuff.  I don’t have to be like then…  we all do what we can with what we have! 

So, let celebrate all moms (and dads) … That mom AND this mom!!! Merry Christmas to us all 😊🎁🎄

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So, today, I wanted my kids to try something I used to have when I was a kid… champorado! 

Champorado is a chocolate rice porridge usually eaten for breakfast in many Filipino homes… it’s usually eaten with a dash of fresh milk (I personally preferred powered milk though) and tuyo flakes (popular dried fish).

Well, they had a few spoonfuls before asking for some cereal 😅 

Here’s the recipe I used:

  • 5 cups water
  • 1 cup malagkit rice (sticky rice)
  • 5 tsokolate tablea (cocoa powder would do)
  • 1/2 cup brown sugar (I used coconut sugar)
  1. In a large pot, boil water.
  2. Add rice to boiling water… keep stirring.
  3. Add the tablea and sugar.
  4. Mix constantly until thick.
  5. Serve with milk and tuyo flakes on top.

Keep stirring….

Until thick…

*We put a little ginger in the oil when we cook tuyo to help lessen the fishy smell 😊

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The Yaya Saga

It seems like everyone now has a yaya horror story or even a series of unbelievable tales about their yayas. I have a friend that can write a book about her encounters. So unbelievable I would think they were exaggerated … but they weren’t.

Why is it such a herculean task to find a … we’re not even talking perfect here… just a decent and reliable yaya? Are the days of yayas that truly stood as second moms truly gone? 

Back in the 80’s (okay fine late 70’s), I grew up with a yaya. A yaya I now call “Nanay”.  Back in the day, it wasn’t rare to find a yaya who truly had the heart to care and love your child as their own. My Nanay started working with my family a year before I was born. She took care of my siblings and me, did the cooking, and the cleaning. I never saw her complain, frown, or raise her voice. Though she never had children of her own… she was motherly.  

My nanay is now semi retired at the age of 61. I say semi retired because she has found herself back in our house each and every time these new age (seemingly fly-by-night) yayas walk through our lives. At 61, I want her to be truly retired and her visits here would simply consist of her sitting down and watching her favorite shows on TV. The most work she would do would be to bake cookies with my kids. But when? But will that day come for Nanay? 

We’ve had a yaya that stayed for 3 days or maybe 2.5 days…and all she did during her staycation at our house was sweep the kitchen floor… once… then she fained  some illness. So many have walked through our doors that I have truly lost count.  I don’t bother remembering names or faces. Maybe I’ve had a yaya apply twice and I wouldn’t have even noticed. 

Nowadays, we have those who 

  1. Use their gadgets too much… like all day, e’ry day!!! Whether it be playing Candy Crush or making video calls to family…or Facebook (oh the amount of selfies they take… with pouting lips and whatever poses they do around your house).
  2. Seem to tire and fall ill so easily… I don’t always doubt illnesses but sometimes you just know it’s just an act to get out of the day’s chores.
  3. Can’t take constructive critisism… ummmm… I’m not sure how being corrected or being told how to do something constitutes as being malupit… as the story to the new family they apply with goes…
  4. Couldn’t care less for their charges… ummmm… excuse me… but caring for the kids is actually part of your job (unless clearly agreed upon)
  5. Demand such a high salary that it’s like you’re hiring a battalion. I guess it wouldn’t be so bad if the work done is decent enough to deserve such a high price.
  6. Leave at a whim… “ah ma’am hindi na po ako makakabalik galing sa day off ko po…. kasi ahhhh….ummm… may sakit po ako… ay tatay ko po pala… ay yung pinsan po pala ng kapitbahay namin…..” 😩

When will the saga end? We’re not looking for the perfect yaya because seriously finding an actual unicorn is probably easier… We just want one that is compasionate… one who is willing to treat us like family just as we treat them… It’s so difficult to open your home, your lives to complete strangers … it takes so much trust and respect… why can’t it just go both ways?!  

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Our Toy Box Overfloweth

20171123_020733.jpgAs the Christmas season approaches, we begin to ponder about… where to put the new gifts our children will be receiving.  Of course, we think about the reason for the season.  Wherein the virtue of generosity and the importance of giving becomes the center of the celebration.  Each year since our eldest had her first Christmas, our tree has been filled…filled with beautifully wrapped gifts.  Now that we have 3 children, I can only imagine the amount of space their gifts will take up.  (Please don’t get me wrong, I am in no way bragging about how much gifts they get… I am just grateful that we have such generous family and friends who have so much love for all our children).

With this in mind, my husband and I try our best to purge and declutter our small home to prepare for the coming gift-filled holiday.  As we purge through each room, year after year, we are faced with unopened boxes of toys, unused clothes, (sometimes) even still wrapped gifts.  We are at a loss on what to do with them all. We mostly donate, share, to those who we think would need them or put them to good use.  We try to teach the children the importance of sharing and living simple.  How decluttering our surrounding acutally declutters our lives and our minds to make things simpler.

However, after this year, comes another, and another.  Going through the receiving, keeping, sorting, giving, every year will be tiresome… and, I’m sure at time, wasteful.  So what can we do to get the most from this season?  In the recent years, we have realized that family and friends will give gifts, whether it be for birthdays or Christmas, even if you, in the best way possible, let them know that there is no need to send or give gifts.  Our eldest is 9, and we have kept the best toys in good condition that her siblings are able to enjoy them until now.  So, if each child would get the same amount of gifts our eldest would, we may not have space in their room.

So what can we do about all this? Do we send out a message via email or sms or even a post on social media to tell everyone not to send our kids gifts? It’s not about telling them not to give our kids gifts because we still want our children to enjoy the season.  I say just don’t be ashamed to talk to those close to you, maybe your kids’ god parents, their grandparents, close friends. Let them know your kids have a simple wishlist.

Take time to sit down with each child to ask them what they’d want to get for the Holidays… but there’s no harm in guiding them with leading questions to make that list 😉 “Wouldn’t it be fun to have a movie date with Ninang when a nice movie is showing?” or “A double scoop of your favorite ice cream would be cool on a hot day.” Build a simple wishlist. It could include a small toy, a book, a dress, or even an afternoon playdate to be claimed later on (think home-made massage coupons you’d get for Mother’s Day).  Something they’d be excited about that they could claim thoughout the year. Just remember to keep it simple. 🙂



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Because Kilay is …

Having children to care for, we, Moms, usually forget about ourselves.  As soon as your baby comes home, the only thing your mind seems to think about is that little person. That little person depends on you. For the first 6 weeks, that’s all you can think about.  Feeding, changing, carrying, burping…. whatever your baby needs… you’ve got it covered!

But after a few weeks, even months, you realize that something’s amiss… You barely have time to bathe, brush your teeth, or even eat… (sleep?! well, that’s out the window… you can sleep … next year!). So having yourself groomed is definitely out of the question… or should it?

You look at yourself in the mirror, your eyes have bags that seem to merge with your cheeks, you can’t figure out where your eyebrows end and your lashes begin.  Your toenails haven’t been cut since the day your belly was small enough for you to reach your toes…

Most moms might feel it would be selfish to take some time away to get themselves “groomed” … to get themselves to be human again… but is it, really being selfish? My answer is heck no! You’re actually being more charitable… You wouldn’t want people to look at you and start talking about you behind your back… “Oh, she just had a baby and she let herself go!” or “Whoa! She kinda looks like Bert with that unibrow!”… 

So wanting to be charitable, I scheduled to have my eyebrows groomed.  But my plans had to change since it turned out that I’d have to pickup my girls from school, and take eldest to her soccer practice.  Having already set an appointment and not wanting to wait another day, I decided to just move the time back to after I’d be done with my soccer mom duties.  All set I realized that I’d have to take my youngest with me.  So with him in tow, I just had to have it done…

He cried the entire car ride from our house to the mall… the entire trip I tell you… and not just your usual “come and get me” cry… it was an “unstrap me from this carseat” wail…. Thankfully, parking was a breeze… I loaded him into the stroller… and again with the “take me out of the contraption” wail… thank heavens he settled down a bit while we were inside the mall… I was thinking… “This is great! He’s actually cooperating!” Of course, as soon as I ended that sentence in my head, he started squirming out of the stroller straps while letting out a high pitched cry… I knew he was sleepy and I came prepared … took out my carrier and strapped him on like a monkey to his momma… he squirmed and cried a few times before he eventually fell asleep… It was a bit of a struggle but my eyebrows were done and groomed in about 15 minutes. Cha, my eyebrow lady, showed me the finished brow and I was happy… She even told me that my brows were getting fuller…yey!!! (any 90’s over-plucking Tita would understand the struggle)… Because as they say, Kilay is …… (say it with me)…. LIFE!!!

So, the moral of the kwento is find time…make time… have those eyebrows groomed, get that manipedi, have those blackheads pricked… do what you need to make you feel or look human again! Having a baby doesn’t mean you have to look losayang! And do it for you… not for your husband, not for your mom (believe me she’ll always have something to say about how you look anyway).


Had my brows done at

Benefit Brow Bar

2/F New Wing, Alabang Town Center, Alabang-Zapote Rd. cor. Madrigal Ave., Alabang


*I got the Brow Waxing for P700; Cha was my Brow technician


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Do I really want to be a Blogger?

I’m a stay-at-home mom of 3. Wife to one.

Struggling. Surviving. Learning.

This blog is the internal conversation I have with myself on a daily basis. I share my everyday triumphs, failures, and learnings.

Let’s face it! Being a mom is a full time job, so who has the time? No one really but there has always been a part of me that enjoys “sharing”.  Every single day, I have an internal monologue with myself… okay maybe sometimes it’s not so “internal”… I usually get strange looks from people when they realize that I’m actually talking to myself… so what do I decide to do?! I find me an audience … and so here it is… my daily journal entry for the world…well, for whoever really wants to read it, not exactly “the world”.