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Dear Peanut,

Yesterday, you asked me to unswaddle you after your 3AM feeding. If I'm not mistaken, it was the first time you slept without being swaddled. You've always slept all wrapped comfortably tight in your swaddle. We were told that swaddling mimics how it was like being inside mommy's tummy for 9 months. We also read that newborns are often scared of too much physical freedom, thus the magic of swaddling.

Last night, I was quite emotional because it was the first time you slept without your swaddle and the first time you soothed yourself to sleep while sprawled out like an eagle. It was another first.

In the past 2.5 months, you didn't like that much physical freedom whenever you sleep. You liked being swaddled so much. Since I took on the night shift, I would swaddle you after your 3AM feeding while we talk nonstop and then help you to sleep before laying you down on your bed. Then you would spend the next 10 minutes cry-calling me to pick you up and rock you to sleep. It's true what they say, moms can decipher the different types of baby cries. I try to ignore your "fake cries" because we want to teach you that laying down on the bed means it's bedtime already.

Last night and tonight, I tucked you in for the second time at 3:30 in the morning without a swaddle, wide awake, and you fell asleep less than five minutes later all on your own, without asking to be picked up and rocked to sleep.

I guess it's true what they say. That despite the exhaustion, sleep deprivation, and the now-regular headbanging that you give us (you always hit me on the chin, mouth, nose, and glasses), you should enjoy every single task that comes with having a baby in the house--the feeding, the nappy changes, the vomiting, the pooping, the swaddling, the bottle cleaning, the pumping...everything. Because there's a last time for every task that you used to do zombie-like. And let's be honest here, it's not so nice to wake up in the middle of the night, walk zombie-like to your crib, and deal with poop. And two nights ago was the last time I swaddled you after your 3 AM feeding and tucked you in your bed to sleep.

And soon, there would be a last time that we'll hold your bottle when you feed; the last time you'll depend on us to panic-guess what you want because you'll be able to communicate better; and the last time you'll cry in frustration because you can't keep your head up for as long as you would like during tummy time.

Soon, you'll be able to hold that bottle and hold that head high during feeding and tummy time. Soon, you'll be able to say your first word, take your first step, and more.

I've always wondered why new parents keep saying "Don't grow up too fast, anak." I've always wondered if it's better that babies graduate from that newborn stage fast so parents can enjoy the time when their little ones are not so fragile anymore. Because seriously, handling a super fragile, newborn baby is one of the scariest things I've ever done in my life. I wondered if it's better to fast forward to the phase when babies are more predictable. I swear, the first month and half of the second month are the "guessing game" stage - we always guess what the heck you wanted, at a specific time, haha.

Now I understand. Now I get it why parents want time to slow down and fly at the same time. We've already reached so many milestones, anak. We just want you to know that the decisions we have made in the past few years and the lifestyle we have chosen all boil down to the desire to be able to see all your firsts and not miss the moments that matter most--to help give you the best start in life.

And for now, for as long as your whole world rests on our shoulders, for as long as your whole life depends on our hands, and for as long as your peace depends on how we tend to your cries, soothe you, and make you feel safe and loved again and again, we promise to enjoy the many firsts and savor the many lasts that have yet to come.

XOXO,
Your dramatic mother,

Update (as of March 29, 2018): Changed my codename from Queen Bitch (QB) to Tiger Mom (TM).

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Dear Peanut,

So now, you’re out into the world. You were delivered via emergency caesarian section due to the shit that you have ingested while your mother was in labor. But at least everything is fine and you’re healthy in general.

It’s just everything we have planned for the pregnancy when completely south. We were hoping for a normal delivery without a hitch but it seems Murphy’s Law is strong in this case.

During the first night, it took some time before you were roomed-in with us since the medical staff was still making sure that everything was fine due to the shit-eating incident. Yes, you’re never going to hear the end of it, like, for all eternity.

You finally moved-in with us after 4 or 5 hours since ‘baby out’. Your mother was down and recuperating and really couldn’t do much. Guess who was left with the task of doing everything? Yeah, it was me.

Generally, it was fine as it was just mainly the simple tasks and chores like buying stuff, checking with doctors and nurses, and signing documents.  That was during the day but night time was a different story since I was in charge of two persons.

I really don’t have any experience in taking care of children. Even way back when someone I know has babies. I don’t really try to touch and carry them since I’m afraid that I might accidentally hurt them. That or the parents just don’t want me to touch their babies.

Anyway, with you, on the other hand, I really don’t have much choice. When you cry during the night at the hospital, I had to carry you in my arms and you were so tiny then. Almost just as big as my forearm.  I need to rock you to sleep.  I was scared at first but I quickly got the hang of it and as your mother said, I’m the real postnatal MVP.

Damn straight, I am. Welcome to fatherhood Commander.

Regards,





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I was browsing Facebook earlier today and found this on your AuntieKeiko's wall. I asked if I can copy and share with some of my additions of course. :)

1. Never shake a man’s hand sitting down.
2. There are plenty of ways to enter a pool. The stairs ain’t one. (KCED: Make a splash!)
3. The man at the grill is the closest thing we have to a king.
4. In a negotiation, never make the first offer. (KCED: But do give an offer no one can refuse.)
5. Act like you’ve been there before. Especially in the end zone.
6. Request the late check-out. (KCED: Just like how your LoloDaddy and LolaMommy trained me, your father and I will teach your hotel tricks and tips!)
7. When entrusted with a secret, keep it.
8. Hold your heroes to a higher standard. (KCED: Remember, your parents are your top superheroes!)
9. Return a borrowed car with a full tank of gas. (KCED: Always return a favor and be grateful.)
10. Play with passion or not at all...
11. When shaking hands, grip firmly and look him in the eye.
12. Don’t let a wishbone grow where a backbone should be.
13. If you need music on the beach, you’re missing the point.
14. Carry two handkerchiefs. The one in your back pocket is for you. The one in your breast pocket is for her.
15. You marry the girl, you marry her whole family. (KCED: Your daddy is the best example of this. Always look up to your father.)
16. Be like a duck. Remain calm on the surface and paddle like crazy underneath.
17. Experience the serenity of traveling alone. (KCED: We are okay with the so-called gap year, as long as you use your freedom and experience to improve yourself.)
18. Never be afraid to ask out the best looking girl in the room. (KCED: Go after the ones who you think are out of your league. Never settle.)
19. Never turn down a breath mint.
20. In a game of HORSE, sometimes a simple free throw will get ’em.
21. A sport coat is worth 1,000 words.
22. Try writing your own eulogy. Never stop revising.
23. Thank a veteran. And then make it up to him.
24. If you want to know what makes you unique, sit for a caricature.
25. Eat lunch with the new kid.
26. After writing an angry email, read it carefully. Then delete it.
27. Ask your mom to play. She won’t let you win.
28. See it on the big screen.
29. Give credit. Take the blame.
30. Write down your dreams. (KCED: Then turn them into goals and go after them!)
31. Always protect your siblings.
32. Be confident and humble at the same time.
33. His will be done.
34. AMDG All for the glory of God

xoxo,

Update (as of March 29, 2018): Changed my codename from Queen Bitch (QB) to Tiger Mom (TM).





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Supreme Commander (SC)

Supreme Commander (SC)
SC hails from the Philippines, particularly the “Upper East Side” (Antipolo) but is currently working in Ortigas. He trains and joins Spartan races and other obstacle runs. If he’s not working (or working out), he plays the guitar and trades stocks. He strives to be the “very best no one ever was” and believes that if you want the prize, you have to pay the price. He still dreams of becoming a billionaire one day and eventually, Batman.

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Tiger Mom (TM)
Kath C. Eustaquio-Derla is a journalism graduate from the University of Santo Tomas in Manila, Philippines. She wrote Bedroom Blog by Veronica, a relationship blog for Cosmopolitan Philippines from 2009 to 2011, which covers most of her single dating life. In 2015, she published her first book Before I Do. She’s passionate about coffee, red wine, books and Mad Men. She stopped collecting hearts when she got married in 2013 and went back to collecting Archie Comics ever since. She's a self-proclaimed 'Tiger Mom" because she's from UST.

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