The Journey. It’s Mine. [My personal take on love, life, parenting and blogging.]

Yesterday…it was the principal herself who brought Raine to the clinic after the eye-poking incident.

This morning, some moms told me that the principal already talked to the bully’s mom. However, she twisted the story when she came out and said that it was her son’s eyes poked by Raine.

What?!

Raine ended up in the clinic. He’s got red, swollen eyes and scratches around her eyes. (It was not just a piece of crayon used in poking, but the bully’s whole hand, by the way.)

Now the bully’s mom has twisted the story upside down. Maybe to save face in front of the other moms? Gosh, what kind of person is that?

I haven’t been able to talk to her yet because she has disappeared on me. I texted her a couple of times yesterday, but I didn’t get any reply. Maybe avoiding a confrontation with me? Well then, they (mother + bully son) already smell guilty.

(You know…I’m such a bad mom…sa awa ko kay Raine at sa galit ko dun sa bully…I told him to punch the bully in the face really hard, the next time around. To put a stop to the bullying once and for all. Then I told him not to be afraid, take care of himself and take care of the situation. Whatever he can’t take care of? I’ll take over.)

The class bully picked on Raine again.

At lunch break, Raine didn’t come out of the gate on time…so I went inside to his classroom. I was told that the principal brought Raine to the school clinic. When he arrived and I saw him for the first time, his right eye was swollen and red. Both eyes have red scratches around. The bully threw crayons at Raine’s face and hit the eyes. That’s what I’ve been told.

WTF?!

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First time ever I saw your face

I wish Raine will do that in the future…

…I’d be standing up the whole time.

Finally i have a group of moms in Raine’s school. After lunch time today, I hanged out with them for an-hour-and-a-half.

You know…just talking about life and parenting in general. Almost 3 months later and I finally belong.

It’s good hanging out with other moms. For one, you’ll finally find out that you are not alone. Today I found out that there are other kids worse than Raine. I mean mas malikot at makulit. Mahirap gisingin sa umaga. Maarte sa ulam, etc, etc.

I feel so relieved!

Besides, I need to hang out with others aged waaayyy over 6 (or 7).

Whatdoyouthink?

…and Raine is moving in slow mo.

I’ve been up since 505 am (i slept around 120 am)!

5 more articles to go and I’m done.

That’s probably going to be a new television set or an aircon. (I’m leaning towards the aircon while Raine wants the TV)

Starting at 1130 this morning, brownout na sa barrio. A few minutes before 1 pm, I’m back here in the house in the city. I need to work. Then I got distracted browsing my FB friends’ photos!

I thought I’d blog first. My problogs are down.

What’s with today?? Mu-mu ni Ninoy?! He he he.

Right now? I gotta go home. Mommy duty calls!

Unlike our Monday morning…this morning was a lot better.  A lot better that i need not file for a social security disability. He he.

Raine got up before 630 am. He went ahead to bathe himself and then finished his milk and cereals.

Marunong namang maligo at magbihis yan mag-isa. It’s just that when we are pressed for time, I do it all for him so that we’ll make it to school on time. Besides…I keep telling him to get up before 630 am so that I don’t have to rush him. He hates it when I rush him. Lalo syang bumabagal.

Anyways…I hope daily is like this morning. So that I won’t be too tired at the start of the day.

Mornings like today…I want to go on orlando vacations for like…forever!

First he didn’t want to get up.

Then, he wanted to wear the converse shoes to school!

But it can’t be because it has to be black shoes with the uniform Mondays through Thurdays.

He can on Friday though because that’s P.E. day.

He threatened he won’t go to school if I don’t let him wear the converse.

Huh?! Alangan naman…sya ang masunod!

Syempre ako. We left the house at 655. I walked him to school.

No more arguments! Period.

Time flies pag pasaway ang anak mo the whole week. Now it is almost Friday and I’m cramming with my blog commitments. Now is the third night that I’ve been sleeping late. Since my Smart Bro was installed on Tuesday, I just can’t get away from the PC. I’ve been doing stuff I wasn’t able to do then. You know…like watching YouTube videos and live streaming. I really enjoyed it that I forgot I gotta blog some more in my problogs! Ha ha ha.

I’ve just been relaxing  at night because Raine was just too much to handle this week. If he keeps on going like he did this week…I’d be needing the best wrinkle creams before next month arrives.

At least we go home Friday afternoon and will just sleep (and eat!) this weekend. I can’t wait!

Cory was a very prayerful woman. Maybe that’s the reason why she had always forgiven Kris with all the mess she was involved in.

As a mother myself, I need to learn a lot from Tita Cory. Most especially patience and forgiveness. I can forgive my son alright but it is forgiving other people that I find hard to do. Okay, but if Kris was my daughter and she went into that lovelife mess in showbiz? Nungkang i-forgive ko sya! Ha ha ha!!

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It happened again — I snapped at Raine during lunchtime at school today.

Why?

He’s being choosy about his food. Again.

He can’t eat well coz he just wants to play. Again.

He can’t sit even for a straight minute. Again!

Other moms were looking at me (at us!). I don’t care. Having other people around doesn’t mean Raine can get away with anything. Being in public - to me - isn’t an excuse not to impose discipline on a child.

I insisted he finish his food. He did.

I insisted he sit down and do their learning task. He did. Eventually.

But it wasn’t that easy. It is always not easy. I always have to put an iron hand forward. Else he’s going to abuse me!

He finally settled down and then some of his classmates came up to me. Kesyo hinampas daw sya ni Raine, naitulak daw sya ni Raine, etc.  Then I got angry at Raine again!

Then I saw the back of his white polo. It is splattered with mud.  I asked him what happened. He said the other big kid (one of those na nagsumbong sa akin!) stomped on a platter of rainwater while he was running! Arrgghhh…kids!

Tonight we’re going to have some lenghty conversations. Mother to son.

See? I told you…I don’t need a Kettlebell these days! Hayyy

I’m typing this entry in our new home in the city. Maybe in the coming week…i will have broadband installed. I’m still using my phone to get online. At least there’s a full signal here so my connection is still okay.

We were supposedly to move after lunch today. But the tricyle I asked to bring us  was only available  in the morning. We got up at around 730 am only to find out that my mother already arranged that we hit the road by 9 am. So it was a whirlwind packing! I did not even take a bath the whole of Saturday because I wasn’t done relaxing yet. He he he.

Anyways… just allow me to let the following photos speak as to how this day went for us:

Ready to go at a little past 9 this morning.

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Well…when i found that I was having a boy, I admit I was too happy. I’ve always wanted a boy for a firstborn. Why? Because I never had a kuya and I felt it is better that boys are the panganays. So they’ll be more responsible. Especially if younger siblings are girls. You’ll learn early on that girls should be take cared of.Many people might disagree.

But you see I am the edest and I’ve got 3 brothers. Because I am too dependable an Ate, they became sissys! (read: not very responsible!).Would have been a different story if they were the eldest. Sila unang mag-aral apra makapag-aral naman ako.

Given such a responsibility that big, failing isn’t an option.Going back to having a son.Imagine my glee when I found out that I’m having Raine? I was really over the moon! I’ve always been in love with a guy who treats his mother well (mama’s boy has a diferent definition in my book) and who is not squeamish with doing the house chores.

You know….somebody who takes charge and is uber responsible and dependable. Somebody who respects women (because he’s got a mom and and sisters). Somebody who doesn’t take bcbsnc literally.

I want Raine to grow up as one. This early, I’m traning him to help me with the grocery bags. I let him carry the weight he can carry. He sweeps our floor regularly — something I didn’t do when I was 6. He religiously puts his dirty clothes in the laundry basket. Little things like that. He can take a bath by himself, di nga lang makahugas ng puwet nya pag nag-poop.

I was already in grade 4 when I learned how to take a bath by myself!

In the photo above, I left Raine guarding our grocery bags while I went to the Mercury drugstore across the road. I found him with that facial expression! Ha ha.

Well…with my son Raine, I have a bodyguard and luggage porter in one paglaki nya ;) Hehehe.

Raine almost didn’t get up this morning. Me too. The 430 alarm already went off 3X and I still keep putting it on snooze. Raine on the other hand, finally got up at 545. I had to carry him from the bed to the kitchen table. By this time, tapos na ako maligo.

He is so heavy already! I almost couldn’t walk. Anyways, lambing lang the carrying part. So he’d get out of bed. That trick worked this morning. So it was all good.

It’s Friday and I understand that all the tiredness of the week have accumulated. I understand when poeple are late on Fridays. Could be also that they partied early (Thursday night).

Anyways…I haven’t had a day job for 3 years now. So that Fridays aren’t that special anymore. But now that Raine goes to school, we both are looking forward to Fridays and the weekend ahead.

If we were still in LB, today is Laguna day. Holiday. Walang Pasok. Birthday ni Jose Rizal.

Just great!

Not that I forgot…Raine and I have been greeting Lola Happy Mothers’ Day since Saturday night. With matching hugs and kisses from Raine.

I was still asleep on Sunday morning when the txts keep coming in my cellphone.  Everyone, greeting me HMD! Thanks everyone, just in case I forgot to reply.

Another important day was last Saturday — would have been Papa’s 63rd birthday. Nagluto kami ni Mama, and we just celebrated quietly within the family.

Belated happy mothers’ day to all you moms out there!