
Mommy Moments: Here Comes the Baby!
The general anesthesia that was given to me for my cesarean delivery knocked me down. That is why I did not see my son coming
The general anesthesia that was given to me for my cesarean delivery knocked me down. That is why I did not see my son coming
Dear Justin, You’re turning 5 this July, but I still call you “Baby.” That’s because you are and will always be my one and only
Of all the things that we failed to capture in photos, it had to be my son’s first steps. Sigh! If my memory serves me
I’ve posted my entry early just in case I won’t be able to use our PC tonight. Justin had his first two haircuts done at
Last December 2008, I prepared a list of things I intend to accomplish in the coming months as far as my son Justin is concerned.
I didn’t realize it’s only a few minutes before Friday until I remembered it’s my son’s last day of summer class tomorrow morning. I was
During one of the scenes from the primetime telenovela that Justin and I were watching, an actress was crying. Curious, Justin asked me. Justin: Bakit
At 2 years and 8 months old, Justin can already count from one to 30. He has a funny way of saying 30, though. Justin:
When Justin was just a baby (he still is, but he looks big for his age that I keep forgetting he’s still a baby) and
Well, it’s not really a toy, but my son Justin considers my cell phone something that he can play with. Every day after my work,
This blog was originally put up to document my son’s growing-up milestones, all for posterity’s sake. But there are other things to write about, aside from “mommyhood,” that merit my attention, and I’m including them all here. This blog now chronicles my life as a mom and a wife and everything else in between. For collabs, please email tgfiguerres@yahoo.com.