...: Call me a momma!

Since the arrival of our second child is getting close, I am trying to soak up all the one-on-one time I have with my little man. And believe me we have plenty of those. Last week I prayed for some extra energy so that I can actually be active and play with Darren.I try to do my best to limit his time watching the TV. This kid loves to watch TV.I really have to make sure of the time limits and boundaries.

Prayer works miracle.One thing I realize,when you are a Mother you pray for the tiniest little things,that doesn't seem to matter, However,the truth is that it actually matter in your household. I prayed that Darren would not throw a huge tantrum when I try to turn off the TV,or when I say no to things that he is not suppose to do. I pray that he would listen more and that I could communicate with him,and decipher whatever it is that he is trying to tell me. I am trying to avoid the meltdowns,because my tolerance is not as long and not as good as when I am actually in my normal self,and not in the big preggo hormonal mood. And so far it works. PRAYER DOES WORK.I am a believer.Even though our day is filled with play time time,diaper change, time-outs,warning.We do laugh a lot,and give cuddles,and kisses, we sing and dance too. And at the end of the day I actually feel really good. I feel like I have done my part.And the day, even though it seems like the normal typical day.But still, I could say that it has been a good day.And I learned to really appreciate good days.

Darren is into singing and dancing mode the past few days. He would shake his booty and dance the minute he hears the music,it is hilarious. He would sing even if he doesn't know the words of the song.He will manage to make it work. But I love it when he sings his favorite songs. After our night routine and right after I sing to him at night and I say "night night Darren,I love you." He would then respond and say "niiighh-niiiiggghh mooommmy..wubyu". And oh it just melt my heart. Two year olds, I tell you.as crazy and as terrible as they say it.It is actually a fun stage. They can be stubborn and independent, but they would still look for you when they need something.They would still give you tons of kisses and hugs before you tuck them in bed. In short, they are still your baby no matter how big they seem to be.

My boy is growing.It is bittersweet. I want to him to stay like a little boy.But I am also excited to see him grow,develop and become his own self.

Don't mind the mess.This is our house.Every single day.Toys,wipes,books,balls and the list goes on. Yes,I try to clean it at the end of the day.You know to keep my sanity.I still like organization.But I don't really care much during the day. I would rather have those tiny little messes as long as my baby is well fed, bathed,entertain and happy. That is all that matters.

This boy has finally started to smile on camera.