
I am a monster… and I totally hate it!
Santi looks at me with much disdain. His eyes shout Monster Mom. EVERY. SINGLE. NIGHT. He looks for comfort from his Nanay (my Tita who
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Santi looks at me with much disdain. His eyes shout Monster Mom. EVERY. SINGLE. NIGHT. He looks for comfort from his Nanay (my Tita who

Romans 8:24-25 – For in this hope we were saved. But hope that is seen is no hope at all. Who hopes for what they

Baby blues, baby blues. Why are you so real? I don’t know about you, new mama (or in my case, second-time mama) but seriously, this

It has been five years since I knew that I was battling three out of five categories of repro-immune disorders>>. My hyperactive immune system was the
Psalm 113:9 “He settles the childless woman in her home as a happy mother of children. Praise the Lord.” In my darkest days around 2013,

It has been 18 days since the start of 2018 and I haven’t touched a single post on this blog! Everything is saved as drafts