Raine got gastroenteritis, for the first time he was hospitalized. A dose of antibiotics and I.V. -trauma, thank God (!) 3 days in the hospital was enough to restore him back to normal. Hopefully next week, when Raine is at his usual “bibo” self, he can go back to the Child Development Laboratory (UPLB, College of Human Ecology) where his daycare is housed. Meanwhile, Lola is on the rescue again, so that tired-dear-old mommy can go back to work.

In lieu of Ruth’s recent blog entry: I can relate 200% and I truly agree 100 (raised to the 6.02 X 10E23 power) % !!

F (for FAILURE) is probably what I’d get in parenting 101. My patience thread snapped so many times already. This terrible-two stage is indeed horrible. I threw my own tantrums and cried in frustration, and yes in front of Raine. Just to keep myself from physically hurting him.

So I failed at parenting…and I’m a mediocre research professional…

How do one pass a test like parenthood? I think it is a test that there’s no best answer to. Still, I do the best I can and be the super-mom that I think I’ll never be. I try harder.

I just wish that Raine is a couple more years older. When things like reason, logic and compromise are entities that he can truly comprehend. In the meantime, I’m hanging on and looking for the stuff to smile about, laugh about. With Raine, those are still countless, endless.

Now I’m smiling.