sometimes i feel so tired i think i am going to die. of sourse i won't die so easily, i still have loads of things in the world i have not done. but at the very least, i would like to faint int he middle of the streets because i would be so tired to go home on my own. if i faint, i won't have to find the strength to move around.

it had been tiring looking after ashley throughout the holidays. but i don't regret it at all. not a bit. not even a little. she grows older everyday and she learns new things everyday. i am relieved that i am by her side watching her grow and witnessing the things that she learns. like she now knows how to shakes her head(i wish she knows how to nod though) and the most recent, she knows how to scratch her head if she is confused with something. something i hate most is that she is regonizing people and she would stand at the gate and crys if somebody leaves the house.

i hate the look when she would look at you at her pair of sad eyes.

anyway, behind all this sweetness is all the hard work. the late sleepings, waking up in the middle of the night to feed milk and change diapers, waking up early in the morning, chasing after her when she would touch and pull things off the table..

aww..mommys are such noble yet poor creatures.

i love you, mommy.

it had been along time since i said..

i love my guy and the little girl.