Make no mistake, motherhood is all about making mistakes.


I have stopped deluding myself that my life is going to be an instagram-worthy life. For the first few months of taking Claud home from the hospital, life was to be pretty great. I was sleeping for 8 hours, my breastfeeding journey got easier to a point that I can say I was acing it, and the baby is chubby as a cute little bunny. With every pediatrician visit, we were hitting milestones left and right. Best of all, she wasn't sakitin. While I read stories of children getting sick, my Claud was more than awesome... I think the whole 6 months, Claud only got a fever once!

Then she started to crawl, to walk and then all hell broke lose. A mother like me would only want to nurture this new found independence and so I try to engage her with a lot of activities. But things could go wrong and it got pretty scary for us at one point.

During a gruesome time in Tagaytay