when i was still a child (pre-adolescent coz i was 9 then) i still remember the feeling of the excitement of the unknown when i knew i was going to have another sibling...i don't exactly remember how i knew i was going to have one but i somehow knew...my parents are not exactly the type of parents who share things with their kids...they don't do the birds-and-bees (aka sex) talk, they don't tell us where we are going (if we are going somewhere) and they don't usually answer our inccessant questions (i remember my mama's silence, it was horrifying)....now when i am who i am right now (in my 20s), i realised my parents are exactly who they are...they are not the perfect parents, i admit, but who in this world are?but they are my perfect parents....they let us grow to be ourselves...they don't restrict us and they trust us...in turn, we love them and we always come back home to them, no matter what...
anyway, reading about kids and how they prepare for new siblings reminds me of myself all those years ago...i was very excited (though i wasn't sure i showed it) and i was mindful of my manners (lest i annoy my mama hehehe)...i remember mama getting tired a lot...and fussy and getting into tempers (lord help my hubby when i get pregnant, i'm pretty sure i will follow mama's footsteps)...i also remember touching mama's belly, asking is my little sister/brother in there right now...it was a wonderous experience...i wish i remember more....when my sister was born (it was alin back then), i think she was the most beautiful baby in the world...i was protective of her, even though i didn't take care of her as much as i was supposed to...when aboy was born, it was a different experience as he was our only boy in the family...he was a nice baby as he cried a lot less than alin...
i love my little babies...they are beautiful babies...they grew up into beautiful boy and girl...they are intelligent, inquisitive, active and everything a sister wants them to be...i love indulging them and love to hear stories of them (usually relayed by my mama, jaja and gegel, without fail)...i hope my babies will continue to grow up to be good people and they will always be my babies (see how obsessive i am about my babies!!!!don't grow up!be as cute and innocent as u are!!!)...
anyway, reading about kids and how they prepare for new siblings reminds me of myself all those years ago...i was very excited (though i wasn't sure i showed it) and i was mindful of my manners (lest i annoy my mama hehehe)...i remember mama getting tired a lot...and fussy and getting into tempers (lord help my hubby when i get pregnant, i'm pretty sure i will follow mama's footsteps)...i also remember touching mama's belly, asking is my little sister/brother in there right now...it was a wonderous experience...i wish i remember more....when my sister was born (it was alin back then), i think she was the most beautiful baby in the world...i was protective of her, even though i didn't take care of her as much as i was supposed to...when aboy was born, it was a different experience as he was our only boy in the family...he was a nice baby as he cried a lot less than alin...
i love my little babies...they are beautiful babies...they grew up into beautiful boy and girl...they are intelligent, inquisitive, active and everything a sister wants them to be...i love indulging them and love to hear stories of them (usually relayed by my mama, jaja and gegel, without fail)...i hope my babies will continue to grow up to be good people and they will always be my babies (see how obsessive i am about my babies!!!!don't grow up!be as cute and innocent as u are!!!)...
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