Mother's Day

Happy Mother's Day to all Moms out there especially to my Mama. I only greeted Mama on the phone because she wasn't here with us unlike last year.

I wasn't surprised to discover that husband didn't have a plan for Mother's day.The entire week he had been busy doing errands and it's not really my habit to expect (in any special occasion) from him to make surprises for me. And I'm not so full of drama like any girl would expect to have flowers or chocolate or jewelry. If I know what I want and I know how to get it, I would have it without any occasion. My hubby allows me to take control or choose what I want to do to my delight.I also told him not to buy anything I might not like so it's better to ask me first before buying anything.

After attending church service at Christ's Commission Fellowship (CCF) in Bajada, we asked one another where we'd like to eat. We had no idea where to eat, we first stopped at Cafe Ilustrado at JS Citimall but there are not so many choices.The nearest was Dencia's and ever since naman we felt that the place was homy and family friendly.Whenever our families in Mati are here, we bring them to Dencia's. We ordered special pansit guisado, chop suey, fresh lumpia, tokwa't baboy and fried shrimps. After Dencia's, my sis-in-law who was here since April 27 wanted to try ukay-ukay so I showed her what's Sunday like along City Hall. We were so tired because the day before that, we were also at Uyanguren. Dami niya na-ukay and she worried baka mag-excess baggage siya. After the ukay, she treated us to halo-halo at SM Chowking, the place was full of people and I didn't like to take pictures.I remember, I also brought Mama in Chowking last year. She was happy eating halo-halo. Maybe we toured SM for an hour only kasi pagod na talaga but before we went home she  bought a cake from red ribbon.

The entire day was quite normal for me.I did what I want and I got what I want.  But at night, I spent myself wondering whether I have been a good mother to my children. It is such a heavy word for me when I think of the responsibilities of being a mother.Have I been patient with my children or cheerful? Do I make sacrifices to them? Sometimes it would make me feel guilty, that when I'm tired I yell at them.I'm dismayed at myself when I think how immature I am.  I truly wished that my patience will grow and never grow tired of understanding. I long to be that kind of mother.