My heart got cut!

No, it's not me. It's my bunso, JoD. We started the night just like any other. He had 2 bottles of milk. Around 2am, he woke me up complaining that his diaper is overflowing already. Since the room is cold, the wetness woke him up. So I changed his diapers and we moved to a different position. But I can't seem to fall asleep as soundly. I kept on thinking that he might fell off the bed since he's so into tumbling while sleeping. So at 3am, I moved him to our original position.

I can't finish the story sorry. Too gruesome, too painful for me to even remember it. Let's just leave it to, there was an emergency, JoD had 2 stitches, period. He's okay now, hope he'll always be. I can't get through like that again. My mama was saying that it's part of rearing a child. That's one part I cannot stomach. It's so hard for a mother to see your child get hurt, physically, emotionally, whatever! I am really fearful on the coming days that my son will cry over a girl. I might just kill the girl! Seriously, if somebody is reading this and will be my sons' future gf and you make him cry - I'll do everything to make you cry harder! Mark my word!

Now that threats are issued, let's move on lol

It's May 9 tomorrow, Mother's Day! Happy Mother's Day Ma! Even if we are not as close as other mother-daughter, I really love you. I don't want any mama but you! And I know God did get Papa sooner because he knows we have to heal our relationship before you leave the earth(huwag naman muna!) I love Papa so much more than you that if you were gone before him, I would have lost the opportunity to be closer to you, to understand you. Being a mom myself now made me realize things I took for granted. Maybe I can't still see eye-to-eye some of the things that you did, but now, I understand it. Forgiven and understood.

I love you Ma. Hope God can give us more years to be with each other.